Falling Asleep Drunk
Jane had warned her friend what would happen if she kept downing the Vodka shots. She didn't complain though when the drunken teen gave her a clumsy lap dance and kissed her goodnight - on the lips - before passing out on her bed. The artist removed her friend's boots and with some effort, removed her green jacket. Jane allowed her fingers to trail over smooth, pale skin as she helped her friend under the covers, pausing to carefully remove Daria's glasses.
Daria stirred and mumbled faintly, "And if I get drunk, well I'll pass out on the floor now baby and you won't bother me no more..."
The short-haired girl stared at her friend in shock. "So you did read Trent's book of lyrics, you sneaky girl." She snickered as she paused and considered her friend's skirt. No harm in letting her sleep with it on, but it could be annoying during the night as she tossed and turned. With a grin, she searched for the zipper and button that kept the skirt from falling. Locating it, she took her time undoing it and slidding it off of her friend. Maybe her hands took too long trailing down her legs, but in the end, she got the skirt off and added it to the rest of the clothes she'd removed.
She stood back and admired her friend for a long moment before covering her up with the blanket. If she'd been someone else, Jane probably would have taken advantage of her exposed friend. But she couldn't, it wasn't in her, no matter how screwy her family was. Stripping her own clothes and trading her black shirt for a gray tank top, Jane got into bed with her friend and settled in to sleep. For a moment she lied there, nibbling her lip. With a sigh, she propped herself up, leaned over and kissed Daria on the mouth. Jane fell asleep with a smile.
In the morning, Daria woke up dizzy, sick, and slightly confused as to why she was in Jane's bed. Even more so as to why Jane was asleep next to her in nothing more a tank top and panties. Did they...? She remembered vaguely kissing Jane last night and blushed at the memory. She shook Jane's shoulder hesitantly, unsure if she wanted to know exactly what had happened last night. Her friend stirred and smiled up at her sleepily.
"Morning, baby." She said, teasing.
Daria blushed even brighter. 'Oh lord, I think we did...'
Jane rolled over, giggling quietly.