"Gotta admit, you're pretty sexy when you're all mad and shit, Stace," Colin told her, not even bothering to hide the smile on his face. Staci was usually chill to the point of almost never getting angry about anything. It had been one of the many perks of dating a girl like her. However, seeing her get angry (on the rare occasions she actually did) felt pretty.. satisfying, to say the least. Sometimes people took advantage of her easy going personality, even those closest to her, like her parents. Colin had never been able to tolerate that shit, so when she actually went off, it was usually well deserved. "Your mom is a MILF, I'll give you that. But I'm gonna be honest here... she was kind of a bitch as well," he said, both teasing, and being somewhat honest at the same time. "And I don't think she ever really thought too much of me either." He didn't mind saying how he really felt, now that he had the free rein to do just that. "Yeah, that was pretty bitchin', huh?" Colin grinned just thinking about the crazy time they'd had in that bus. Of course they'd all ended up getting sick the day after since one idiot had been dumb enough to still show up with the flu; and being in such a small, enclosed space with that dumbass had really fucked them over even more.
"Good crazy or bad crazy?" He asked, leaning his face closer to her's. It wasn't hard to smell the alcohol on her breath, and he was sure his was even worse. They both seemed to be at that carefree, silly stage of their drunkenness. He continued to ramble about Game of Thrones, and god knows what else, until she stopped him mid-sentence. He chuckled, shaking his head. He wasn't going to remember any of that by tomorrow. But he hoped he would remember certain parts of the night. With her, specifically. "Well, you haven't exactly given me a reason to stop talking," he told her, eyes lowering to her lips.
Colin shrugged, even though she had just made a really good point. It was practically killing him, having her straddling him like this, being so close. "I don't think I've really loosened her up yet," he uttered with a smirk. "Not how I'd like to at least." Chewing on his lower lip, Colin raked his nails back down her back, gently, letting them rest on either hip.
He rolled his eyes at the whole taking turns thing. Though he wasn't actually annoyed by it. Truth was, he wanted to kiss her. Badly. His eyes flickered down to her lips again, licking his own at the sight. "Trust me, there's a lot of desire going on right now," he muttered, pulling her even closer. "At least on my part." His eyes widened slightly as she began to brush her lips against that one spot on his neck that always drove him crazy. Feeling her biting lightly only proceeded to make him squeeze her hips at the sensitivity she caused. "God, you're such a fucking tease," he complained as she pulled away far too soon for his liking. He didn't let her pull back too far, however, as he then leaned in to capture her lips with his own. It was what she had requested, after all.