Penname: CullenBabe86
Original or Derivative (Fanfiction): Derivative
Rating/Warning(s)/Notes(s): Rated M for underage drinking and sexual situations
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Prompt: Pajamas
"Pass that over here, Jazz!" I called out, taking a large swig of the vodka as soon as it was in my grasp. The burn was nothing new to me, I've drank before, but it seemed different, less potent, with my girl next to me.
I passed the bottle over to her next, a smug grin on my face as she swallowed a decent sized gulp and gave it back to Jasper.
"We're going to play truth, dare, or spin the bottle," Alice told us, an amused smirk playing on her face. "Combining the two games should be interesting."
Everyone laughed as we moved closer together. Alice sat next to Bella, cuddling up with her boyfriend Jasper, and Emmett with his girlfriend Rosalie next to me, making a circle.
We were all having a sleep over at Alice's house. Her parents were out of town for the weekend on a business trip to New York. We decided to have a little party with just the six of us, our group of best friends.
We have all known each other since elementary school – Emmett, Jasper, and Rosalie in one grade higher than us – forming our own clique as the years went by and eventually off into pairs.
Promises were made that we would all be doing our first anything with each other – whether it was drinking, going to a party, or even getting our driver's license.
Many memories were made together, some more pleasant than others. For all of the school dances we went as a group, all the football games – Emmett, Jasper, and I playing while the girls cheered us on in the stands – also our lunch time chats.
But then there were the fights or the rumors, one bad car accident which landed Alice, Bella, and Jasper in the hospital, and a pregnancy.
Rose and Emmett found out they were pregnant a year and a half ago with a little boy which they named Jacob. They married right out of high school and couldn't be happier. Jake was currently at home with his grandparents.
We were all approaching the age of twenty, trying to start our lives out in the real world. This was the first time we've all been together in three months.
"Okay… Bella! You go first," Alice said as she placed the newly emptied bottle of vodka in the center of us.
I looked over to my fiancé, grasping her freshly adorned hand with mine and watched as her brow furrowed in concentration, her body swaying slightly.
"Uh… truth," she responded, her voice sounding unsure of her answer. Everyone else rolled their eyes. She always picked truth if it was a choice – she wasn't as outgoing as us.
"Alright," Alice began slowly, brining her finger up to her chin and tap it in a thoughtful manner. "What is your favorite sex position?"
My eyes widened slightly, darting over to Alice before back to Bella, her already pink face reddened further. Bella and I lost our virginities to each other on her seventeenth birthday. We were both pretty shy with performing the act much less talking about it.
I glared at Alice as Bella whispered, "missionary," and grabbed her chaser cup of fruit punch behind her to start drinking it. My gaze snapped to her face as she blushed further into her cup. Everyone was gaping at her, including myself.
Emmett snickered at her when she put down her drink, causing her to look at him and smile. "Emmett, truth, dare, or spin the bottle?" she asked sweetly.
His grin faltered at her innocent voice and his expression hardened slightly. "Dare."
Jasper and I whistled, making noises and cat-calling him as he tried to be all macho. "I dare you to… act out your most embarrassing moment during sex," she choked out before collapsing into a fit of giggles.
We all stared at her, gaping again at her audaciousness. Where did my shy, sweet little fiancé go? She was replaced with my deviant sexy fiancé. I burst out laughing at what she said, everyone except Emmett quickly following suit.
"W-what?" he asked, clearly stunned at her dare. She'd never asked anyone to do anything that bold before, clearly the alcohol was affecting her bashfulness.
"You heard me, get up and do it." She grinned at him, winking and leaning back on her hands as she crossed her legs. "Come on, Pony-Boy." She broke into giggles again. We called him "Pony-Boy" after a particular drunken night – he acted like a cowboy, hat and all, galloping around on his imaginary horse throughout the house.
Needless to say, no one ever forgot that night. Except Emmett, who couldn't remember it. He glared at all of us before standing up, smirked and pulled off his shirt.
The girls immediately stopped giggling, choosing to ogle his body instead. Years of football had certainly helped us guys out. We were all athletically built, but Emmett was the biggest – pure muscle. Made all the girls in high school swoon over him.
"You could always spin the bottle, Em, if you don't want to do it," she told him sweetly. He glared at her and hiked up his pajama pants – we were all wearing ours – and knelt down on the floor, getting into position on his elbows with his legs out straight.
Everyone immediately broke into laughter, Rosalie too, even with her cheeks blushing faintly pink. He turned to glare at everyone again, Bella the longest, before staring back at the ground in front of him.
His hips began to move slowly, thrusting into thin air, causing everyone to laugh some more. All of a sudden he started going faster, grunting with effort, until he froze, his eyes going wide and he stared down at the ground.
"Rosie, I think you just broke it," he whispered to the floor. The group busted out laughing, Alice and Jasper falling to the ground and clutching their stomachs. Bella leaned up against me, burying her face into my chest to conceal her giggles while I placed my amused grin in her hair.
Emmett got up off the floor and headed towards Rosalie, who covered her mouth with her hand, her face as red as his. That had to have been the funniest thing we'd seen in a while.
The night continued on, the bottle only getting spun three times, and lots of crazy things happening. But that's just how our group is. Crazy.
A/N: I probably could have gone on and more in depth with some truths or dares but I figured I'd stop it here. It was still pretty funny. :P Enjoy!
