[IC] Captured (Katherin&Notdeadyet)

[notdeadyet]

"Yes. That in addition to the one for loosing the hand." In samuels hand were an 8 and a 9. He had already raised 2 chips. Playing this hand, and loosing would leave you with one chip. Winnig would leave you with 7 and Samuel with 3.

"So, are you going to raise, stay, or fold? Raisin means you place the same bet as me, plus at least one more chip. Staying means you place the sane bet as me, but we reveal our cards immediately." After the short explanation, he leans forward and grins, almost daring you to raise the bet to your last chip.

[KatherinWinter]

Liz bite her lips. She slowly matched his beat. She didnt think she had a great hand. But she was sure his wasnt better. She was doing something that without the alcohol she would never dream of doing. She was taking a risk. She wasnt the least but worried about the consquences.

[notdeadyet]

When you match the bet, Samuel plays down hi hand. He had a small straight. 7- 10. "So unless youve got a large straight, a full house, or a flush, i won this hand." He says. Luck had been on his side for 2 hands, and he was eager to see how far it would take him.

[KatherinWinter]

Liz looked at her cards. She was pretty sure she didn't have any of the things he said she needed. She placed her cards on the table. "I think you win this hand." She looked at him. "What happens now?"

[notdeadyet]

"Well, you take off a piece of clothing for the hand, and now your on your last chip. So next hand, we just look at our cards. If you loose you take of 3 more, if not than you get an extra chip and i take off my boots and socks. Haha!" Samuel contemplated and enjoyed the thought of either. He was silently proud that you were enjoying the game, and even more so to have gotten you out of your house. Yeah he had to kidnap you to do it, buuut... You would be in mexico soon enough, and later in south america!

[KatherinWinter]

"So I take off my shirt?" Liz asked with a giggle. She was more the tipsy now. Having never drank alcohol before she was drunk. It was surprising that she could even still remember what they were doing. He could easily use her drunken state to get her naked if he wanted to.

[notdeadyet]

Samuel being the guy he is, noticed you were drunk and sighed a tad bit of dismay. As much fun as he was having, he just wouldnt feel right gambling with somebody who was intoxicated. Much less a woman, who clearly couldnt hold her own. Samuel picked up the liquor, and put it in the freezer. "Dont worry about it. Keep your shirt on." He said before feigning a yawn. "Its late. Im going to catch some shut eye. Uhmm your welcome to sleep wherever you want."

He tried his best to not make it seem like he knew you were drunk. He feared it might upset you. None the less, his morals refused to gamble with you, despite him being on the end towards drunk as well.

[KatherinWinter]

Liz looked disappointed. but then she bounced to her feet and threw her arms around him. "Thank you for a wonderful day." She kissed him. It was sloppy but eager. She ran her hands up and down his neck. "I want to sleep with you. I don't want to be alone." She wanted to know what it was like to sleep with a guy. She figured they were both too drunk to do more then sleep.

[notdeadyet]

It was like he was still drinking. The scent of alcohol filled his nostrils, and his lips parted recieving... Was this a tounge? Samuel didnt know quite how to respond. He just returned the sign as best he could, and tried to keep you from falling on him, by holding your hips. Ine step at a time, he backed up towards the bed. E couldnt explain why, but he felt something come over him momentarily. His hands played at the edge of your shirt for a few long moments, and even dared to pull it up before leaning back towards the bed.

What the hell am I doing?!?![-i] He thought to himself suddenly, before looking down at you, whom ge had pulled into his bed, seated shirtless between his thighs. [i]Not like this. He thought to himself. Yet still he found his hands acting without permission from his brain, carressing the female in his grasp in an erotic fashion. No! NOT WHEN SHE IS DRUNK! Bad hands! and that was it. His hand stopped at one of your femenine curves, and Samuel inched back on the bed.

"Well, uhh... Good night." He said before inching back the rest of the way to the head rest. Oh god this is going to be an either really fun, or really awkward mission. Samuel thought to himself, before finally lifting the covers to go to sleep.

[KatherinWinter]

Liz shivered as she felt her hands roam over her body. She didn't protest when he began unfastening her shirt. She didn't mind. She was relaxed and comfortable. She had never let anyone touched her like this. She wanted to experience more. She knew that she would never do something like this. She was disappointed when he pulled away. She snuggled into the blankets. She was a sleep within minutes.

[notdeadyet]

It was several long hours before Samuel was finally able to sleep. He kept thinking about the girl he had kidnapped. His thoughts were all over ranging from If i just hurry and turn her in, I can get paid, and il never have to stress over this again. and Should i wake her up? to What if the police cane in right now, and find me in bed half naked with this young woman. Then if they ran my prints they'd find me in their records, or if they found out who she was, id likely be in even worse trouble!.

Ultimately, Samuel decided, he would stop worrying, sleep off the alcohol in his system, and that everything would work out. As far as how intimate he was getting with this girl on rare close calls, he ultimately decided it wasnt a crime. Were just humans. We want each other's bodies and there is no shame in it. Ill bring it up when she is sobre, and if she still agrees, i can delay the mission for a day, and we can stay at the hotel for a while. Yeah that sounds like a grand idea!. As his thiughts finally settled, he yawned widely (possibly loud enough to wake a light sleeper), stretched, put his hands behind his head, and let sleep take over. He realized that the way he was laying cradled your head from the pillow onto his biceps, but didnt much seem to mind.

He figured that when you two woke up, it might be a decent way to start the day, especially if his new idea carried through, and there was that slim chance that he would wake you up by mistake, and that sonething could spontaneously happen from the moment. By now it was 3am. If you woke up, you would be hung over, but at least not "walking sideways" drunk.

[KatherinWinter]

Liz slept deeply. She didn't have any thoughts or dreams. Which considering the situation was a good thing. When she woke up the next morning she realized that she wasn't alone. She didn't know where she was or who she was with. She lay still and silent trying to remember what had happened and way. She was afraid to open her eyes or move. She knew once she did things were going to change once gain forever. When she finally looked to see who laid beside her she blushed.

[notdeadyet]

Samuel was out cold still. He had fallen asleep much after you, and resutantly, wanted to sleep in. He breathed feintly, and his long blonde hair was a messy fluff that engulfed his head. He was far from a bed hog, using only barely enough blanket to cover a legg, and some of his stomache region. Otherwise, his muscular body was exposed about the bed. He looked (and probably smelt) like he needed a shower, and the scent of alcohol fille the space between you both.

[KatherinWinter]

Liz was relieved when he didn't move. She stared at him in disbelief. She had never drank before. She wasn't sure she should ever touch alcohol again. What had they done? Had they done more then just sleeping? She wondered. She didn't feel like they had done anything more. But her mind was still buzzing alittle. She reached out and brushed his hair from his face. She wished she could remember exactly what had happened.

[notdeadyet]

Sammuel grinned a bit in his sleep as you brushed his hair. A few moments later, he woke up and smiled up at you. He yawned, and returned the gesture, but he held your cheek lightly im his hand for several seconds afterwards. "Hey" he managed to get out despite the tiredness, and morning breath nearly choking him. He wasstill thinking, and decided that before he went back to bed, he would test the waters. His hand lowered from your cheek, and rested gently on your lap, then he propped himself up on the other, looked at you and said "good morning." Then he leant back a tad bit.

There was an aweful lot of skin to skin contact in his little gesture, and a red spot on his bicep confirmed to you that you did in fact sleep in his grasp. His smile was nice enough that it felt matural, and okay though.

[KatherinWinter]

Liz liked her lips. She didn't know what to think about what might have happened last night. One thing she did know was that she like the way he felt right here and right now. She watched as he sat up and said good morning. "Morning." She whispered shyly. She searched his eyes trying to get an idea of what he was thinking and feeling. She had already decided to through out the rules she had followed her whole life. With a shaky hand she caressed his cheek before leaning forward and kissing him.

[notdeadyet]

Samuel returned your kiss not much caring about how you both tasted like alcohol. His hand that was on your lap caressed you. Much better timing.he thought to himself. He wouldnt feel guilty now, and was more likely to remember this. And he would right down to that first innapropriate squeeze that he gave you, and how he pulled your body right to his as you kissed. This is it. No bars held, make this nice for her. Dont f*** this up. he thought as he layed you down and rolled his body half way onto your own.

He purposely laid over you so that your hands were free to do as you wanted, and so that if you werent comfortable, it would be easy to say no, and scoot away. He was still propped on his left arm, but his right hand was exploring your body in the more sensual, stimulating ways that it hadnt dared to before. If you werent feeling it moments ago, the touch alone should spark up a moment.

[KatherinWinter]

Liz looked up at him. She didn't know his name. She hadn't asked. She wasn't sure that she wanted to know. She watched him uncertainly. She didn't know what was suppose to happen next. She ran her hands over his arms and chest. She liked the way he felt under her fingers. Ordinarily she would be scared out of her mind but she had already decided that she was going to experience everything that she could while she was free do so. She wasn't going to stop this time. She reached up and kissed him.

[notdeadyet]

One inch at a time, Samuel's hands worked to free your body of otherwise restricting garments. His breath began passing with anticipation against the side of your neck. His phone rang, but he slid it off to the side with a flick of his wrist, and then he ignored it. The intensity behind each second grew more and more until his actions were obvious. With his hands upon more private areas, which he had declothed moments prior, his lips to your own, and excessive skin to skin contact growing more excessive by the moment, one could no longer deny: Samuel was attempting to bed you.

He was in no way bad at it either. His hands, as if by magic glided across your body, lightly touching more sensitive regions. His lips, though tainted by the scent of alcohol held seemlessly to your own. His chest, bare of clothes revealing toned muscle, pressed to your own bare chest in such a manner that one might feel as if Samuel were the blanket around you, or the clothe you had been wearing. Still, he hadnt crossed the final threshold. The buildup was taking several minuts, but his body called out to yours, assuring it would be worth it in the moments to come.

[KatherinWinter]

When Liz woke again she was embarrassed to find them still intimately wrapped in each other. She kissed his cheek. She was too comfortable to move. She she snuggled against him and waited for him to wake up.