( Not my drawing, from the same twitter account from before)

"You are looking at me that way again," said Lou softly but sexy in her deep australian voice.

"what way?" said Debbie almost whispering

"you know what i mean Debbie"

"Yeah," she said, biting her lips and looking right into does ocean eyes. Debbie pushed apart Lou's bangs from her eyes.

"Debbie you are drunk, very drunk"

"Lou listen to me, i am fine" she looked at her with pure desire "i have you under my control now" she said holding her grip on Lou tighter and smiling. Lou quickly changed the position so that Lou was the one on top of Debbie looking straight into her soul. Debbie was caught off guard and smiled at the sudden change.

"If there is one thing for sure is that between you and me I am always in control" she said almost whispering in her deep voice. Debbie looked at her, at her lips, at her face, at her eyes, she couldn't help it, she placed her lips softly on Lou's lips, then broke the kiss and looked into her eyes for an invitation to continue or a sign to stop. Lou looked at her confused, but happy, she didn't understand what Debbie was doing all this time, kissing her out of nowhere and teasing her. However Lou coundt resist Debbie, she took her face in her hands and kissed her softly but deeply sucking the air out of Debbies lungs.

Lou: what are you doing Lou? she is drunk this is wrong, stop kissing her, you cant lust over her, is wrong, stop.

Debbie kept on going with kisses, every second filled with more and more passion, she wanted Lou, she needed her. The alcohol she had in her system from before at the club mixed in her making her stomach turn, she pulled away with a constipated face. Lou looked at her confused and unsure of what was happening, Debbie quickly took her hand to her mouth and stood up running to the bathroom stall to puke it all out. Lou, concerned for her, ran behind her and with a soft smile nelt next to her and holded her hair while softly rubbing her back.

"there you go baby, yeah it's okay, im here"

"i am so sorry Lou" said Debbie while sitting between Lou's legs, her back against her friends and her head slightly reclined on the blond's shoulder while this one placed one arm in Debbie's forehead lightly caressing her and moving her hair from her face, and the other hand in her friends tigh, rubbing up and down.  

"You don't have to worry about a thing, okay? I am here for you and I am going to take good care of you, just relax" Lou said, Debbie let herself close her eyes for a second before, with all her strength, standing up and going to bed. Miller wrapped her friend up with the blanket all the way to the top as she softy brushed her face while looking at her pretty face, she kissed her in the forehead and right when she was about to leave Debbie said,

"I completely ruined the moment didn't I Lou? We where kissing, we where finnaly fucking kissing, and this time not because of a dare or to prove a poin, we where just kissing and i blew it, fuck, do you know for how long ive been wanting and wating and goign crazy just to kiss you? No of course you don't because you don't see me that way but Low i want you so badly, i want you  as in to have you be mine, to be your girlfriend but, i know i know, thats not goign to happen and now you are just in front of me in your fucking underwear looking hot ass hell and i am here drunk, barley even making sence of my word, and who knows? i may not remember this tomorrow, i just confessed to you and i am not even goign to remeber, fuck, but its fine i guess its probably for the best, this way you dont have to act all sorry for me for not loving me the way i do but whatever i" Debbies face went pail again and her hand ran to her mouth, Lou ran for the trash can and her friend let it all out there.

Lou was confused, excited and confused again. Debbie, the love of her life, had just confess her love for her, Lou had dreamed of this moment for years and never thought it would be real one day, however it wasn't like she pictures it, she didn't picture Debbie saying it with the drunkest voice tone and her "drunk af" eyes, she didn't picture Debbie puking right after saying the words. She felt amazing, like floating of excitement and happiness but then the tough hit her.

Lou: What if Debbie just said this because she is really drunk and not because she actually means it? But then again drunken words are sober thoughts, right?

She went in the bed and layed down next to Debbie, being her big spoon and caresing her softly and nicely while her thoughts ate her alive.

(Exactly like this but imagine Debbie asleep, and again not my drawing)

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(Exactly like this but imagine Debbie asleep, and again not my drawing)

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¡Hey guys! what do you think so far? any suggestions or ideas are welcome, i am planning on writing some smut soon, sorry about the puke after the kiss, is gross i know, but i just didnt want their first fuck to be a drunken memory you know? let me know what you think :)

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