joker's always wild
but I just can't smile without you
"Really? Then by all means you’re welcome to try,”
"Really?" Wesley was so inviting of her trying despite her teasing innuendo, causing Emi to narrow her eyebrows when he seemed to take it somewhat seriously. "..Because I also said the word 'maybe,' " She coyly teased him back with a bite of her lower lip to stifle a giggle. Emi wasn't into one-night stands with strangers, although she wasn't closed to the idea, especially when it came to the attractive Wesley teasing her back - hence, the 'maybe.' If she was completely against it, she could've easily said no. Emi wasn't going to give away any answers though. She had too much fun playing the game.
While the tipsy girl in the burgundy dress was attempting to fasten what seemed to be the hardest button to button, her guilt couldn't help but cause her emerald eyes to sneak a glimpse over at Pomme and the one whom he said was named Jenevieve. Jenevieve seemed like such a beautiful princess. A soft smile spread across her lips upon seeing him wink at the pretty lady. That was definitely Pomme's type, from what she remembered. It made her happy to see how happy he looked around her.
“Yeah, we’ll show ‘em.”
As Wesley placed his hands on her hips and gently tugged her in front of him, Emi bit her lower lip upon feeling suddenly aroused. That button was suddenly long forgotten and the top mesh part of her dress drooped continue to reveal her cleavage and shoulders, making her dress seem more like an off-shoulder dress with her straps still halfway down her arms. "Hn..Yeah.." She managed to peep out with a soft giggle. It was a good thing he couldn't see her face from behind, because she was practically melting in the sexy affection. Emi drew in a breath, hoping not to say any of her penetrating thoughts - penetrating? Fuck her perverted brain. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
“Just don’t go getting shy on me now,”
The normally competitive Emi meant to say 'oh yeah?' in a challenging way, but instead all that slithered out of her lips was a playful giggle and a “Mmm..yeah?" Emi breathed the response with a light tilt of her head towards the direction where Wesley had whispered. Well, shit. That wasn't what how she intended to say it. She tried not to succumb to this man's temptation, however, insisting on fighting through it. "Who says I will?” Unfortunately, her fiery competitiveness had suddenly changed, her voice giving off a purr as she spoke her response. Suddenly, that 'maybe' from earlier was leaning towards a yes.
A quick exhale left her lips when the sexy red-head bent her over and thrusted against her, causing Emi to fiercely bite her bottom lip with a smile spreading more across her lips. It wasn't certain whether the blush on her cheeks was still from all the drinking so far, or if it was from this.
At least until the thrusting suddenly stopped, and Emi couldn't tell why. That fierce momentum Wesley had was instantly gone. What the fuck. Not even the BALLOON had exploded. "Shit..." She muttered, "Some candle.." Emi whispered under her breath with a sigh, rolling her eyes as she thought about that 'hold a candle to me' comment he mentioned earlier to her. "Argh..Heyyyy Wesleyyy! C'mon!" She whined as she flailed a hand up to get his attention. "Don't get shy on me now!" The jade thief boldly challenged him with a teasing smirk, throwing back his comment he told her earlier. Yeah. If it's okay for him to say that to women, then where the hell does it say that it's not okay to throw it back at the men, huh?
"Fuck this. I'm not losing to them!" Emi wasn't waiting for Wesley to perform. She was going to do this herself if she had to. In an instant, the petite girl reached her arms back and grabbed his hips, ramming her butt against him as hard as she could to pop that balloon. It was harder than she expected, but that only told the stubborn ass lady to keep thrusting harder as she put all her energy into making it pop.