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[Kayla Sommers]

"Good." Said Kayla as he admitted he was a good challenge. If something was easy, then what was the point of even being interested in it. IT was more fun to work for something. Atleast that was what Kayla thought anyway. Kayla could see Scot was concentrating on the table and he could probably predict what she was going to do.

He did predict right, because when she whacked the puck towards Scot's end of the table he deflected it, but it bounced off the table. A cute laugh escaped her mouth as she watched him pick up the puck and place it back down on the table. So, Scot liked to play hard to get aswell. Oh this could be fun. They could probably drive each other wild, but there was only one way to find out and that was to play Scot at his own game. Suddenly the puck came flying down the table. Kayla would have missed it if she noticed a fraction of a second later, but she just caught the side of it and knocked it back towards Scot, sending it in a zig zag style back up the table. "I just had a thought, that could make this game even more interesting." Said Kayla with a devilish smirk on her face.

Kayla definitely knew how to distract a man shall we say and the next thing that came out of her mouth she knew would distract Scot. "How about everytime we miss a point we have to take a shot of Whisky (Forgotten what HP whisky is called. Lol.) and remove an item of clothing." Laughed Kayla. Yeah she may end up naked infront of Scot but it could also be vice versa aswell. Plus she wasn't going to do anything with him anyway. Atleast nothing below the waist tonight.

[Scot Sola]

"Fuckin' right it is," Scot said, smirking at her. He was the hardest guy around, in a lot of ways. Especially at the moment--it was an odd event not to be when one was the only male in the room with a pretty girl. Very pretty, Scot had noted, taking gratuitous looks at her body every few minutes.

Scot smiled a little at her laugh. Another good omen, at least in Scot's experience. Mirth did wonderful things to girls in that splendid place between their legs that Scot so oft liked to visit. As far as he knew it was probably the most potent aphrodisiac at his disposal, and so he used it to great effect. At least most of the time. Let it not be intimated that no one thought Scot was a rampaging dickhead, in every possible sense of the term. It was just nigh impossible to say that he was anything but friendly.

Goddamnit, Scot thought, as the puck zigzagged back towards him. It was easy enough to follow, at least as long as he kept his eyes on it, but was he supposed to hit it back at her in a similar manner? She said something, which Scot registered as her having a though, and swung at the puck. He was never quite sure how to feel about girls having thoughts--half the time it was great, but the other half, well, less so.

Thankfully he hit the puck and sent it straight towards her. Fuck-damnit. He then realized what she was saying, and instantly looked up.

"Shot o' firewhisky and a piece of clothing?" Scot asked. "You're on, lass," he said, with a smirk. When did he ever not want to show off, really.

[Kayla Sommers]

Again Kayla laughed as she heard Scot comment on her saying that a challenge is good. Scot did seem like a fun guy and he also seemed like he didn't care much about the rules, which was another plus in Kayla's books. She definitely liked bad boys and Scot seemed abit like a bad boy but not a total asshole. Kayla also noticed how Scot kept on checking her out, which she did not object to. If she was going to be honest with herself, she also checked him out and she liked what she saw. Plus it wouldn't be long until she would see more of him which she would definitely like.

Kayla watches Scot's eyes dart from right to left as he tries to keep up with the puck. Luckily though he deflected the puck with such a whack that it went straight in the goal. Kayla laughed and picked up a shot of Tequila and downs it in one. She kicks off her shoes and gets the puck from the goal. "Don't get too bigger head, or do." Kayla says as she nods towards Scots nether regions. Kayla whacked the puck back to Scot and laughed again. To be honest she didn't care if she ended up naked before him, that would just distract him more.

"Oh how did I know you were going to agree to that hun?" Teased Kayla.[/blocdkquote]

[Scot Sola]

Scot winked at her as she laughed, right as the puck went into what looked like a hole.

In Scot's opinion, that was a wonderful sigh of things to come--him putting something straight into her hole.

"I'm flattered, Kayla," Scot began, "but--and no offense intended--it'll take just a wee bit more than your shoes coming off to make my head bigger, if you follow my drift," he said, smiling. He was currently wondering if he'd figured out the game completely or not, and then decided it didn't really matter terribly; he was fine with the idea of stripping in front of a hot girl. Hell, he probably would have come up here precisely for that--women staring did nothing but inflate his ego.

"I don't know how you knew," Scot said, "you must be some kind of master at Legilimens. I can't see how else a cute lass like yourself would realize a fellow like me would agree to such a proposition. Then again, I'm too much the gentleman to decline a lady," he said, with another smirk.

[Kayla Sommers]

Ok so Scott took that wrong. She didn't mean don't get a hard on just because she took off her shoes. "Scot hun, I didn't mean about me taking my shoes off. I meant to you scoring a goal and not to get to big headed with a pun intended." She said in a cheeky tone. Biting her lip again Kayla laughed a little again. Oh it was fun to tease boys. Yes they sometimes got a little frustrated but when she actually slept with them it was always hot and passionate aswell as kinda rough, which she liked.

"Maybe because I'm that good at reading boys like you." Kayla said and then whacked the puck back to Scot. As she played Air Hockey with Scot Kayla held out her hand and made the vodka bottle float towards her. She took the bottle and took a long swig, keeping her eyes on the table. She then held out the bottle for Scot and said "Want some babe?" Drinking while playing the game would just make the situation more fun. It would be harder to concentrate and at the way things were they would probably end up forgetting the game and screwing each other senseless on the table.

[Scot Sola]

Scot nodded, widening his eyes in mock understanding. "Of course you did, Kayla," he said, still nodding slowly, his tone having an underlying mock to it, and his face just a hair's breadth from a grin. "Yes, you didn't mean to imply I had a hardon, and I didn't actually get a hardon, I get it," he said, winking in a faux-conspiratorial manner.

Scot's ideas of jokes were clearly silly.

"You must be," Scot said, "but unfortunately for you, reading me is just like reading a children's book, only rife with spelling errors and lapses into Irish whenever I'm terribly aroused or confused," Scot said. When she offered some whatever to him--he literally had no idea what it was, he was looking at the puck--he paused, and allowed the puck to bounce around his end a few times before going in. He then looked up at her to see the vodka bottle. A brief 'where the fuck did that come from' slid through his mind, and was quickly pushed out by 'hell yes I do'.

"I'll take two of whatever you're offering," Scot said.

[Kayla Sommers]

So he didn't believe her. Oh well, she didn't care. She honestly was talking about the game. But she just rolled her eyes and ignored his sarcasm. Kayla was to busy concentrating on the game with a bottle of vodka in her hand. "Glad you finally caught up." Teased Kayla along with Scots mock. Kayla smiled and looked back down at the table. Almost missing the puck and Scot scoring another goal. Luckily she hit it back up his end of the table.

Kayla laughed at Scot's joke of how he explained himself as easy to read as a childrens book. "Hey don't we all have spelling errors." She laughed and watched as the puck went in. She smiled and looked back up to Scot. "Ha one all." She teased and passed him the vodka bottle. "You can do shots of Vodka if you like." She said and handed him a shot glass aswell. "So come on Scot, take something off, or am I gunna have to take it off for you?" Again Kayla flirted with Scot. Kayla was a big flirt and joking around and flirting with Scot was just so easy to do. Kayla definitely liked that.

"I'll take two of whatever you're offering," Scot said.

[Scot Sola]

"I'm not terribly quick," Scot said, "sometimes I take a bit to get to the same point, you know." He winked.

He leaned over and took the bottle and glass from her. "The only difference is my spelling errors are a permanent fixture," Scot said, pouring himself a shot. He knocked it back and shook his head a little, accommodating himself to the familiar feeling quickly, then looking at her. "I don't know," he said, kicking his shoes off. "I'd let you, but I don't believe you really want to take my shoes off, unless that really was a fib earlier," he said with a smirk, and then picked the puck up, placing it back on the table.

"You ready?" he asked, and hit the puck after a healthy glance everywhere but her face. He had a pretty good feeling about this. Then again, he always had a good feeling about stripping and drinking, even more so when there was a pretty girl or two in the mix.

[Kayla Sommers]

A seductive smirk spread across Kayla's face as he spoke. "Well in certain situations not being quick is a good thing. Wouldn't want the fun to be over to quickly now would we." Said Kayla biting on her bottom lip slightly in a seductive manner, and this time deliberately.

Kayla watched Scot take the shot and kick off his shoes. "No, your right there. I wouldn't want to help you take off your shoes. Maybe next time I score a goal." Said Kayla and corked a eyebrow at Scot. While Scot was downing the shot, Kayla got herself a shot glass and a couple more bottles of alcohol which were, Tequila and Sambuka. Both good drinks for doing shots. Kayla filled her shot glass with Tequila and decided to have another shot. How could you not take a shot with all this alcohol lying around.

Kayla was busy downing the shot when Scot asked if she was ready and didn't realise he had knocked the puck back up her end until it was too late. "Hmm, what? Oh bollocks." Said Kayla as the puck went in. "Cheater." She joked and refilled her shot glass with Sambuka this time. Kayla quickly downed the shot and put the shot glass back down on the table. Woah, the effects of the alcohol were begging to take effect. Maybe because she was drinking so quickly, or maybe because she hadn't eating in a while. Ok, she was going to regret drinking tomorrow, but oh well might aswell enjoy it while it lasted. Kayla was about to take a piece of clothing off, but then she decided to tease Scot a little bit more. "Hmm, I have no idea what to take off, got any suggestions what I should take off first?" She asked looking back to Scot with a sexy smirk.

[Scot Sola]

Scot smiled when she bit her lip. He loved when girls did that, especially hot girls. And Kayla fit that category rather well, and better yet, she did when Scot was sober! That was always a plus in his books.

"Maybe," Scot said, smiling as he placed the shot glass down. "We'll have to see, won't we?"

Scot laughed when the puck went straight in. He was hoping the symbolism would mesh well with the events, but then again, he was always hoping for events such as those involving repeated dives into holes.

"I'm terrible, I know," Scot said, and watched her take the shot. "How about you take off something tame like your socks since I'm such a right bastard?" Scot suggested, with a little bit of a smirk. He was wondering when she would begin feeling the effects of the alcohol--after all, she was a rather light-looking girl, she probably was hitting the bottle harder than she should have. He was feeling fine, with his singular shot, but then again he was a large male. In his experience, that meant he could handle himself a little better with alcohol, but that was to be determined by the next few goals.

[Kayla Sommers]

Kayla wasn't aware of this until now, but every time she bit her lip Scot smiled. He wouldn't be the first boy to like the fact that she bit her lip. Alot boys actually found it a turn which was one reason why she did it, but it was actually a habit of hers more so than anything else.

"Well you'd be the first straight guy I'd come across to refuse a girl in helping him remove some clothing." Said Kayla with a cute smile and laugh. It was so easy to joke around with Scot, maybe they could end up being friends, with benefits.

'Ok not to self, keep eyes on the table.' Thought Kayla. She laughed when Scot said he was terrible, which just meant he was fun, and Kayla definitely liked fun. "Well I would if I was wearing socks." Said Kayla with a cute smile. Scot probably didn't notice she wasn't wearing socks as there was a big table in the way and why would he be looking at her feet unless he had a foot fetish. "Oh well I guess the top is going to have to come off." Said Kayla. She let go of the mallet and removed her top revealing a red push up bra. She tossed her top onto the couch and picked up the mallet. "Ok. Lets continue shall we, unless you would rather play something else." Said Kayla in a sexy tone. She picked up the puck and twiddled it between her fingers waiting for a reply.

[Scot Sola]

"I'm very often the first," Scot said, winking at her again. "I try to make sure of that, but clearly here I'd have my work cut out for me." He smiled when she did--a smile was something that Scot found infectious; very rarely was he in any kind of mood where a smile wouldn't affect his demeanor.

"Well shit," Scot said, watching her take the shirt off. "And here I wanted to see some socks getting tossed around. I suppose I'll have to wait until you deign me to do so," he said, although he was not even making an attempt to look anywhere but at her chest. He was that kind of guy, after all. He grabbed his mallet and tore, with great effort, his eyes from her breasts, and looked at her face, somehow. "I don't know, I'm good to keep playing unless you are quite happy with how much clothing I've got on right now and how sober I am." He shrugged. "If it counts, I'm not, so I suggest we keep going."

[Kayla Sommers]

Again Kayla smiled. Scot was just as much of a tease as she was. Both of them had their work cut out for each other. Kayla actually quite liked that. It was getting a little to easy to bed a guy now. However she didn't think Scot would object if she did just push him down on the table and mounted him, but she wasn't going to give that to him that easily.

Kayla smirked as Scot basically spoke to her chest. She didn't mind, that was what she was expecting. However Kayla was determined to get that point back. "If that's what you really wanna do then I'm happy to keep playing." Said Kayla as she whacked the puck back up Scots end of the table. "As for the alcohol, there's no way I'll be able to out drink you, considering how big you are, but I'll definitely need to work on you having feel some of the effect on alcohol." Kayla again laughed and prepared for Scot to hit the puck back up her end of the table.

[Scot Sola]

With a roll of the shoulders and another generous glance at her chest, Scot leaned over the table and got ready to play, putting his mallet on the board.

Scot chuckled. "As long as you know you can't win on that front," he said, and answered her strike of the puck with a hefty knock back down her end. He liked where this was going. In fact, he liked where this was going seven different ways.

"But good luck trying to get me drunk, lass, I'm Irish, remember? You English can't hold a candle to me." A braggart's stance, yes, but Scot was rather well practiced in holding his liquor, so he could back up such a statement with the best of them.

Even without any perceived risk at all, Scot decided to try to get his head in the game, otherwise he'd just be standing there like a yammering idiot, staring at Kayla's chest. And while that did sound like a pretty good way to spend a few hours, Scot thought it could get better with more alcohol in both parties.

[Kayla Sommers]

As Scot took another glance at Kayla's chest, Kayla began to wonder what Scot would look like under his shirt. From what she could see at the moment he looked toned and muscular. Which is something Kayla would find very distracting. Sometimes she wondered why she wasn't born a guy, god knows she had the libido of one, constantly horny.

The puck shot down the table, Kayla moved with a quick reflex firing the puck back up at the table. Kayla laughed and bit her lip as she concentrated on the game. god she hoped that she scored the next goal other wise she is going end up naked before Scot takes anymore clothing off. "Yes I know you Irish are more or less brought up on alcohol." Joked Kayla. Although she was fully aware that Irish can definitely handle their drink better than any other country. So it was a good possibility that she was going to end up on the floor and Scot was still going to be sober.

Kayla took another swig of alcohol and looked back at Scot briefly. She smiled slightly and then began to speak, making general conversation. "Ok, Scot, what's the first thing you notice in girl?" Asked Kayla randomly. Most guys would say their eyes, or ass or even rack. She wondered how honest Scot was going to be.