Drink or Die 2: Drink Harder (For Tatyina)

Bonnie couldn't help but just smile after breaking the kiss that shared with Duffy upon hearing her words regarding how she fights and how she fucks, followed by calling her cunt, endearingly. But if it was one more thing that Bonnie was already liking about Duffy, it was thick Scottish accent and sailor mouth. To Bonnie, the accent was just plain sexy, not that she could really explain why, it just was. In addition to her use of foul language. Even though Bonnie took a liking towards anyone who couldn't go 5 seconds without cursing up a storm.

"Hmmmm... Duffy Macbain...." Bonnie cooed in a sultry tone, emitting a gleeful grin as she repeated the Scot's name to herself, taking quite a liking towards her first name since she had never met anyone with it and honestly assumed that it was her first time to hear it. Either way, she liked the name quite a bit, mostly because it was unique to her. "Well.... Nice to meet ya braveheart. The name's Gastin. Bonnie Gastin." The Texan would mutter to the Scot before feeling Duffy's hand intertwining with her hair before being pulled into another deep kiss, that Bonnie instantly melted into as she forced her tongue against Duff's and began to caress it within her mouth as Bonnie pressed her body tightly against the Scot, driving her hips down then forward with a firm motion along Duffy's crotch and inner thigh before she realized something vaguely familiar about Duffy's name, like she had heard it several times before from someone she knew, but couldn't put her finger on it.

Pulling herself up from Duffy's embrace, Bonnie went to try and place her finger on Duffy's lip right after their lips parted from one another. Seating herself up right as she began to ponder where she heard the name 'Duffy Macbain' before. "Hold up there... Duff-Duff.... I've heard that name from someone before... can't remember who, what, when, or why, though...." Bonnie would state as she jogged through her memory in search of where she heard Duffy's name from, granted the couple drinks Bonnie's system weren't helping her memory much.

"I know somebody's talked about ya a lot 'round me before. Can't remember who though..." Pondered Bonnie while she looked up at the ceiling above before quickly shrugging her shoulders. "Oh Well! It don't matter nuthin'!" Bonnie would dismiss her thoughts carelessly with a hardy laugh, planning to resume her moment with Duff until felt the presence of someone watching the two from behind the bar prompting Bonnie to swing herself around and look back there to spot the bartender who was watching the two women go at it the whole time while crouching behind the bar.

"The Fuck you lookin' at!? Can I get some goddamn privacy up in here or what!?" Bonnie spat out at the bartender once she realized that he had been watching the two go at it for quite sometime.

"Ey Scotty! I ain't diggin' this here place no more. Whata ya we ride on out of here and get back to rasslin' at my place...? Sound like a plan, braveheart?" Bonnie would ask immediately after turning back towards Duffy, emitting a rather sly grin on her face before she leaned forth and laid herself back down against Duffy, placing her left hand upon the Scot's right breast and massaging it with a firm grip as she went to plant a trail of soft kisses along Duff's neck.

"Or do ya want me to buy ya drink first?" Bonnie would whisper into Duffy's ear with a faint chuckle, emitting a rather devilish grin upon her face as she waited for an answer from the Scot.

Duffy looked up and grinned at Bonnie as their lips parted once more. She shifted her weight and pressed her thigh up a bit harder against Bonnie. She smirked at the Texan as she was called Braveheart. "Likewise." Duffy muttered when she found an opening in their locked lips, breathing the word out more like a huff than actual speech. And as she felt Bonnie push down wiith her crotch, Duffy grinned in the kiss and shot her hips up again to meet Bonnie head on as her tongue wrestled hard with Bonnie's a purring grunt coming from her mouth.

Duffy then pulled away when Bonnie did and raised an eyebrow at her. "Whatth' fuck?" She said. "A dun nae e'en know ya, lassie. 'ow th' bloody fuck ye able ta 'ear 'bout me?" Duffy was perplexed but eager to get back to business when she felt Bonnie stop. "Oi, Lassie A'm startin ta sober up 'ere." She huffed a booze coated hot sigh of irritation against Bonnie's neck as she was looking up.

Duffy grinned at Bonnie's beratement of the pervey bartender. "Shite! Fuckin right, be nae a fuckin peep show." She said and sat up, wrriggling partly out from Bonnie's grip, letting her massage her tit. "Fuck." She musttered and put her hand on Bonnie's hand and rubbed it with her. "Gotta nice set a milkin dobs." She said sweetly.

Duffy then pushed Bonnie off her and stood up, brushing herself off before smacking her own ass and turning and lifting her fingers in a V in front of her lips lewdly. "Fuckin right ye'r gonna buy me a pint, cunt." She said with a grin as she flicked her tongue in bewteen her fingers. "Least ye can do since I gave ya th' pleasure a gettin ye'r arse whooped by me."

Upon hearing Duffy's perplexed response about remembering her name, Bonnie continued to ponder about why Duffy's name felt so familiar. She knew she had heard her name before and that someone had mentioned something about a Scottish girl before, but she couldn't remember who or why exactly. This would continue to linger in Bonnie's head for a moment, until she deiced to just dismiss it, feeling like it was unimportant right now.

As Bonnie began to massage Duffy's breast with her hand, she couldn't but grin in response to the reaction she got out of the Scot as she aided the Texan's rubbing with her hand upon her's. However, as she heard Duffy speak, Bonnie couldn't help but be a bit confused at first by her choice of words. "D-Dobs?" Bonnie would ask before looking at her hand and thinking for a moment. "Oh! You talkin' bout ma' hand! ....We'll of course they good for milkin' fine Scottish lasses like yo'self..." Bonnie would mutter back at Duff with a sly grin, having a bit of trouble at first understanding the girl, but she quickly caught on to what Duff was saying.

Getting up off of Duffy as she suddenly pushed the Texan girl off of her, Bonnie stood up and looked towards the Scot as she made a V in front of her lips and flicked her tongue out between them, prompting Bonnie to slide her tongue out from the corner of her mouth before letting it slide across her lips while shooting a lusty eyed stare at Duffy. "Heh... Bitch you might'a beat my ass one time tonight... But Im'a beat your ass sore and red all niiiite...." Bonnie would mutter with a devilishly sultry grin across her lips before trying to approach Duffy, going to press her hip up against her's while her arm went to snake around the Scot's waist, pulling her body close against her while bringing Duff with her to the bar.

"Whatdya have, missy?" Bonnie would ask Duffy before quickly giving a sudden slam of her fist down on the table to let the bartender know that he needed to start serving again before the two would make their way out of the bar, keeping her gaze fixated on Duffy as she did this.

"A Fiddler's biddn aff th' gleg if a ever 'eard it, Lassie." Duffy said as she saunted to the bar, her hand resting on her ass as she rubbed it up and down and made sure Bonnie caught it before Bonnie pressed against her and took her arm.. "Maybe ye craw course an 'ave th cobbles ta make a rose a me arse but A'll be fair to middlin, from tip ta toe yer gonna pey th' mail." She then winked at Bonnie and kissed her deeply before staggering towards the bar.

Duffy made sure to keep one hand on Bonnie's thigh as they took a seat. With the other, she pounded her fist on the table. "Fuckin Ale, ye ruddy cunt!" She demanded with grin on her face. "Fuck. Am on th' turn 'ere waitin fer me fuckin booze."

She then turned and looked at Bonnie, pressing her face in close but not touching. "Ye fucking bitch, cunt." She said and lifted up her hand and touched Bonnie's face. "Ye would pick a fuckin shite hole place like this." Duffy said as though she had known Bonnie for more than a hot minute. "Bet the beer is shite too. Fuck." Duff's hand slid down Bonnie's face and cupped her breast and began to fondle it as she leaned in and kissed Bonnie deeply. She scooted off her stool and practically straddled Bonnie as she began to make out with the Texan.

A few moments later, the bartender came back and set two drinks down and cleared his throat. Duff broke the kiss long enough to mutter a sharp. "Fuck off." Before going back to hotly kissing Bonnie and groping her and kneading her breast. Her free hand shot backwards and padded at the bar until she found her mug.

She then leaned back and took a deep drink as it dripped down the side of her cheek. After swallowing the whole mug in one sitting, she slammed the beer down and looked down at Bonnie. "Fuck." She said and grinned. "I was right, fucking licked better tastin asshole." She said and then grinned, not even wiping her mouth as droplets of beer would form on the end of her chin and then fall off, only to be replaced by another.

"Fiddler's biddin' aff the wha..? No, I Ain't ever heard of it." Bonnie would declare in response to Duffy's words that she barely understood. Mostly the first part. Either way she couldn't help but narrow her eyes and grin at Duff as she rubbed her ass towards her before Bonnie got a hold Duffy's waist stumbled a bit towards the bar with her new playmate. Still grinning as Duffy rested her hand upon Bonnie's thigh, all while still trying to figure out just what the hell the Scot was trying to say.

"Maybe ye craw course an 'ave th cobbles ta make a rose a me arse but A'll be fair to middlin, from tip ta toe yer gonna pey th' mail." Was what Bonnie heard Duffy say and would immediately raise her eyebrow in confusion. "Huh?" Bonnie would mutter dryly as she looked at Duff, having trouble comprehending her words, thinking back over them before she finally responded. "Yeah... I'd like to... Make a rose of yo' ass..." Bonnie would reply slowly, not knowing just what the hell she had told Duffy, let along what she herself was replying to. She had to admit while the accent was hot the fact she could barely understand her was troublesome.

Her thoughts however would be quickly silenced as Duffy planted a sudden and deep kiss back on Bonnie, which the Texan would quickly return without much thought, sliding her tongue into the Scot's mouth to tangle with her own as their lips pressed tightly against one another, cooing in the embrace while guiding Duffy and herself to the bar before they took a seat, licking her lips after Duffy broke the kiss to yell at the bartender. Earning a chuckle from Bonnie, amused by how Duffy demanded her drink from the bitchy-looking bartender.

Bonnie would then turn her head back towards Duffy as the girl leaned in close to the Texan, looking her in the eyes, face to face and would smile at the girl's words before leaning her head into Duffy's hand as she touched her face, grinning affectionately at the Scot before releasing a soft moan from her lips as Duffy cupped her breast, causing Bonnie to lift up her hand and rest on Duffy's, holding the Scot's had against her breast, sitting back a bit to let the girl straddle Bonnie. "...Yeah and you would be the one to come in here, ya dirty ho'... And besides, It reminds me of home..." Bonnie would say to Duffy with a grin before the two shared another deep kiss, that Bonnie easily melted into, placing her free hand on Duffy's rear, cupping her right cheek with her left hand before she gave a tight, rubbing squeeze on The Scot's rump as the moist sounds of lips smacking and tongue's tangling emitted from the two.

Bonnie was definitely lost in her moment with Duffy, paying no attention to the bartender as he set the drinks down and cleared his throat, but as Duffy pulled away, Bonnie's lips would remain slightly open before she slicked them slowly, savoring the taste of Duffy's enticing alcohol laced lips against her own. She wouldn't have to wait long however for Duffy to resume things since before she knew, The Scot was back to kissing her, causing Bonnie to instantly shoot her arms out to wrap around Duffy's neck, placing her hand on the back of Duffy's head to force the girl's lips to press back tightly against her own quickly, going right back to making out with a far more passionate embrace, sliding her tongue forcefully inside Duffy's mouth as Bonnie turned her head to the side, pressing her lips tightly against the other girl, while Bonnie perked her chest out and gyrated her upper-body to produce more tension between Bonnie's breast as Duffy groped and massaged it with her hand, emiting a soft pleasured moan from within the kiss until it was finally broken by Duffy.

With a loud *pop* emitting from the two as their moist lips parted and left a trail of saliva between the two, Bonnie would immediately inhale a large breath of air before she licked her tingling lips before finally speaking. "Hott....DAMN!!!" Bonnie would exclaim happily after the intimate moment she shared with Duffy, feeling a sensual sensation building up with in her, craving more from this Scottish babe who she just met, completely forgetting about her previous troubles because of this sexy Scottish sex pot that she had just met.
Wasting no time, Bonnie quickly reached out for the bottle of beer on the bar, instantly taking a quick swig of it before she reached for Duffy's wrist, aiming to pull the girl along. "I don't give a damn if you was wrong! Ya got me horny as hell right now... So Hurry the fuck up, girl! Bonnie Gastin wanna lick that coochie clean!!" Bonnie would exclaim as she tried to tug Duffy along, ready to exit the bar and get to business back at her place.

Duffy was feeling quite hot and heavy from all the spit she was swapping with the cute Texan babe. She panted softly, the sour boozy taste mixing with her pleasantly sweet tasting breath, rolling out from her tongue which hung resting on the very top of her inside lip. It finally trailed down and licked off the dripping beer and continued to rather casually slide her hands up and down Bonnie's body. She was very close to tossing her onto the bar and having a go right then and there when Bonnie, probably thankfully in hindsight, came up with a better idea and leaped off the bar stool and began tugging Duffy long.

"Hold onta yer fuckin arse, cunt!" Duffy cried out as she desperately tried to get as much of the remaining mug of beer into her mouth as she could while being pulled and stumbling towards the door. She mostly failed as more splashed onto her chest than into her mouth, leaving her shirt climbing against her breasts and revealing a pair of rock hard nipples underneath. Duffy barely noticed as she managed to empty the mug before they were out the door. She then tossed the glass and it went crashing to the ground. as a last parting gift, she raised up two fingers to her lips and lewdly flicked her tongue out between them at the bartender before the Texan pulled her out into the cool night's air.

"Shite." Duffy muttered as she pulled at her wet shirt only to have it reform against her orbs. The cool night air against her wet chest made her shiver a bit but she ignored it and pressed forward, draping herself against Bonnie's back and untangling her fingers from Bonnie's grip to curl her arm over Bonnie's shoulder and wrap around to cup a breast and give it a healthy squeeze. "Fuck." Duffy whispered as she planted sloppy kisses against Bonnie's neck.

"Lead th' way Lassie. I'm ripe for a lickin like that, ya ken?" Duffy['s hand then trailed upward so she could push Bonnie's cheek tot he side and force their eyes to meet. The Scot held a lusty gaze and with her free hand, she reached back and swung her arm forward, smacking Bonnie's ass and then holding a firm grip on it. "Dun nae think yer gettin away without a good lickin of yer own, cunt." Duffy purred before slumping loosely against Bonnie and giving her a peck on the lips.

"Well why don't yooouuu hurry the fuck up, bitch! Im ready to get my Swerve on, goddammit!!" Bonnie would exclaim loudly as she pulled Duff along from the bar, eager to get back to her dorm and get to business with Duffy once they made it back. It had been a good while since Bonnie had gotten intimate with anyone, and the Texan girl knew she was finally got lucky tonight by meeting Duffy, which led Bonnie to be a little anxious to get back home. So anxious that she didn't even care to turn back once she heard the sound of glass breaking behind her. Instead she pressed on forth and took Duffy with her outside.

"Now where the hell did I park my dang ol' truck?" Bonnie would ask herself upon stepping outside of the bar before she suddenly felt Duffy's cold, wet chest press up against her back, causing the Texan to shiver a for a moment as she is taken by surprise, feeling Duffy's arm snake around her shoulder to fondle her bosom while planting soft kisses against the Texan's neck, who would in turn ease within the Scot's embrace, cooing softly as she lifted her neck up and released a small pleasured moan.

Bonnie's head would then turn to the side as Duffy placed her hand on the Texan's cheek and pushed to the side, their eyes meeting once more as Bonnie stared into Duffy's lusty eyed gaze in a slightly flustered manner which would soon be broken as the Scot smacked her hand against Bonnie's rump and squeezed tightly, causing the Texan to jump a bit with a sudden cute yelp and a bright red blush on her face as she listened to the sultry words that Duffy slid softly into her ears before giving a soft peck to Bonnie's lips as her eyes began to narrow a bit in arousal towards The Sexy Scot's Sensual ways.

"...Oh... Course Not...." Bonnie would mutter out to Duffy in response to her statement after getting such a turn on by her sultry antics, prompting the Texan to raise up her hand and place it behind Duffy's head to pull her into another deep liplock, swapping saliva with the Scottish lass as Bonnie's tongue would reach into Duffy's mouth to tangle with her own. Keeping the kiss locked in tightly for a good while before slowly breaking it.

"...I just wanna find my dang ol' truck and get home so we get ta' business, baby-doll... But Damn... You're makin' hard not fuck ya in the bed of my pick-up instead of the bed in ma' dorm... And I'ma tellin' ya now, babe. A girl like me prefers a real bed, ya dig?" Bonnie would add with a sultry grin and a lusty eyed gaze of her own before spotting her 1995 Ford F150. "Big Bertha!!" Bonnie would declare before pointing towards her truck as she dragged Duffy along.

"Ms. Macbain... I'd like to introduce to you... The Gastin Twin's mean machine of mobility, AKA: 'The Millennium Falcon of Texas... Big Bertha..." Bonnie would announce to her Scottish squeeze while patting her hand upon the hood of the truck before she would guide Duffy to the passanger side of the truck of the door and open it up for her, bowing before her in a dramatic manner as she did so.

"After you, Missy..."

Duffy groaned as Bonnie pulled up and kissed her more deeply. Her kisses were sloppy and she got more saliva on Bonnie's lips than in her mouth, sloppily sucking on Bonnie's lower lips until Bonnie pushed her away. She listened to Bonnie's words, hanging on her with a dulled grin on her face.

"Fuck.. A'll shag ya anywhere, cunt." Bonnie said sweetly as she pressed her face into Bonnie's chest and nuzzled her affectionately. "A dun nae figure ye fer such a dainty lass when ye tarry." Bonnie teased as she looked up with a grin.

But then, seemingly, Bonnie had found what she was looking for. Duffy pulled away from Bonnie and looked at what she had been searching for. She raised an eye at the large pick-up and then grinned. She slid past Bonnie and then pressed into her from behind, pushing her breasts up against her back and reaching around to cup her hand between Bonnie's thighs and give it a teasing rub.

"Shite, lassie! Ye makin up fer th' fact that the Lord Above didn't give ye a cock!?" Duffy then pulled her hand away from Bonnie's crotch and kissed her neck affectionately. "An 'ow'd ye miss that thing anyway? Could see th thing from space, ya ken?"

Duffy chuckled and slid towards the truck, hopping up and flipping up her skirt and giving Bonnie a wink before sliding into the passenger's seat.

Bonnie couldn't help but narrow her eyes and smile affectionately, cooing softly as Duffy nuzzled her face into Bonnie's chest, causing the Texan girl to lovingly ease into the pleasurable feeling that coursed through her body. "Heh... Same here, sugah.... I just prefer me a bed..." Said Bonnie in response to Duffy's sweetly spoken words.

"You're sure got one hell of a fuckin' sailor mouth..." Bonnie would say to Duffy with a grin before hearing the rest of the girl's words that made Bonnie tilt her heard and give the Scot a very puzzled look, blinking a bit as she tried catch most of what Duffy was saying. "Uhh......'Dunn Nay Figure....Dainty....Tarry'.....Huh!?" Bonnie would ask as she tried her best to honestly follow Duffy's thick Scottish accent and comprehend what she was trying to say. Looking at Duffy for a moment until she spotted her truck and tried to change the subject.

"Ha!! Bitch Please! If god gave me a dick this dang ol' truck woulda been under-compensating!" Said Bonnie in response to Duffy's joke as she brought the girl over towards the truck. Unable to help herself from bursting into bit a laughter towards Duffy's remark about her truck, wrapping her arm around the Scot's head, resting her hand upon her hair while tilting her head to the side to give Duffy plenty room to kiss at her neck, giggling softly as she did so.

"Well fuck! I dunno how the hell I couldn't find this dang ol' piece o' shit! Maybe you punched me blind back in the bar, bravehart!" Bonnie would tease back to Duffy, grinning at her with a sly gaze as the Scot flipped her skirt and winked at the Texan, who would close the door behind the girl and make her way to the driver's seat of the pick-up. Bonnie would then reach into the pocket of her jeans and pull out her car keys before inserting into the ignition and proceeding to turn it. The sound of an engine starting up would not be heard however, only the sound of a single *click* before the lights on the radio and the dashboard suddenly faded out.

"GODDAMN PIECE OF SHIT!!!" Bonnie would growl out angrily before planting her head on the steering wheel, frustrated by the Truck's mechanical problems that plagued at her at the worst possible time, prompting her to pop open the hood of the truck. "I Be Back." Bonnie would mutter bluntly to Duffy before stepping out of the truck and going towards the hood of the vehicle that should soon raise up before wiggling a wire connected to the battery for a moment. After doing so, Bonnie would close the hood and make her way back inside the truck and turn on the ignition, successfully turning on the truck this time.

"YES!!" Bonnie would exclaim happily before looking at Duffy with a triumphant grin on her face before releasing a sigh of relief. "...Love this dang ol' piece of shit..." Bonnie would tell Duffy with chuckle, honestly loving her shitty pick-up that she didn't even bother to fix. Her eyes then trailed down to the center console of the truck which contained several cassette tapes that she would soon dig through.

"Wonder if Clyde left his dang ol' Slayer tape up in here..." Bonnie would say aloud, mostly to herself before she found the tape she was looking for. "Ha-Ha! Yeah!!" Bonnie would exclaim joyfully before popping in the tape. "You listen ta' Slayer, Missy!?" Bonnie would ask Duffy before [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M1aPQY0c7zY:2zlaf32z]"The Antichrist" By Slayer[/url:2zlaf32z] began to blast loudly through the speakers of the truck that Bonnie would instantly jam to, biting her lip while banging her head to the song before putting the vehicle in 'DRIVE', pressing her foot down on the gas, burning rubber on the pavement before speeding off from the parking lot. Making their way back to Bonnie's dorm.

"...This might be a wild guess but...I take it you ain't a native ta' Japan!!" Bonnie would exclaim loudly as she tried to speak over the music. "...You gotta be either a tourist or a Wrestler for AFW... And you sure as hell don't fight like no fuckin' tourist!!" Bonnie would exclaim loudly yet again. "Im guessin' you're in Tension!? Must be if you're here in Kyoto, right!?" Bonnie would ask Duffy while keeping her eyes on the road, wanting to know a little bit more about the Scot she had suddenly taken quite the liking towards.

"Fiddler's news, lassie. Came out o th womb tellin the doc ta fuck right off!" Duffy said with a grin. Duffy rolled her eyes at at Bonnie's fish tale. "Pull the other one, ye daft cunt." Duffy then licked her lips. "Ah well, ah th hinner end, Id' suck yer cock dry just as sure as A'm a lap that drippin wee slit of yers." Duffy then made a V in front of her mouth and flicked her tongue in and out.

Duffy then chuckled at Bonnie's words. "Ye nae aff th gleg, lassie. A be in th' way o knockin cunts this way an that an makin em see St. Andrew imself flashin i their een." Duffy softly chuckled. She really liked being around Bonnie, the girl was quite alright in Duff's eyes.

Duffy raised an eye as Bonnie's truck failed to get going with the first click. Bonnie was cute when she got angry and when she stormed off to fix her truck, Duffy rolled down her window, slumped in her seat and threw her feet out of the window and bounced them back and fourth. When Bonnie returned, Duffy smiled at Bonnie's enthusiasm. "Shite! I never heard a anyone gettin so excited over somethin doin what it was supposed ta."

Duffy then leaned back and rested her head on Bonnie's thigh and looked up at the girl with a smile as she fiddled with the tape, getting a welcomed boob in the face as Bonnie leaned in to push in the tape. She gave a gentle bite at it and then looked up with a grin. When the music came on, Duffy winced at the sudden loudness but then settled back against Bonnie's thigh.

"Shite, lassie. Dun nae listen ta anythin that ain't playin in the pub er comes outta me gammer's bagpipes." She added. She listened to Bonnie's questions and seemed surprised but willing to answer. "What was yer first fuckin clue?" Duffy teased.

Duffy then grinned at Bonnie's deductive skills. "Fuckin Sherlock Cunt over 'ere." Duffy said. "Aye, I fight fer that place but A'll fight any cunt er ball draggin cocksucker that gets in me way, ya ken?"