Bad boys
1. Father Stinson
Barney pressed the tiny silver cross between Robin's breasts with his thumb until it was buried in her cleavage, then he swirled his tongue around her nipple.
"Bless me… father… for I have… sinned…" She said, gasping between each thrust. He could go on for hours and she knew it. But she was getting desperate.
"Scherbatsky, you really play the naughty catholic school girl far too well…" He said with a snort. "No wonder I thought your music video was porn…"
"Do you… like… the pigtails…?"
He chuckled. "Next time, we play cop and informant."
"Who's… the… cop…?"
"Hehe… please!"
2. Wingman Swarley
"Haaaaave you met Lily?" Barney tapped the guy on the shoulder and gave him a cheesy grin, indicating the brunette standing beside him.
Lily dragged Barney to one side, hissing in his ear. "What the hell are you doing?"
"Getting you laid. It's high time you got over that overweight Minnesota idiot. He's very much over you. He's dating Crazy-Eyes!"
"Barney!" She said, warningly.
He gave her mock-sad-face. "Take this idiot back to my place, nail him. I'll find someone to go home with tonight."
She glared at him.
Barney rolled his eyes. "Fine. Just trying to help."
"I know…"
3. Too-much-tongue guy
He tasted sweet, like ripe summer fruit. It was probably the Pinot Noir, but she didn't really know about stuff like that. She wanted to. She wanted to travel through Europe, first chance she got, explore the Loire valley with just a sketchbook and a backpack, feast on pain and vin and other words rhyming with "an".
This guy, Ted, wasn't a very good kisser. He was sloppy, overbearing. He drooled. Lily liked guys who kissed tenderly, taking time to explore before diving in.
Scooter was a really good kisser, she thought sadly.
Was Ted going for her boob?
Hey!