"Ahhhhh", I groan, stumbling toward the hotel and succeeding in falling flat on my face outside the door.

"Woah, Ash, you're shit-faced!", slurs CC, helping me up.

"Says you", I mutter as we clumsily make our way the elevaters. We both get off on floor 5 and lurch in seperate directions toward our rooms. Shit, im drunk, I mean we all get drunk after shows when we go to a bar or club but I can barely think.I fall against my door, it opens and I tumble to the ground.
"Ashley!"
Someone picks me up and carries me to the bed. I groan and curl up.
"Are you okay, man?" asks the person who carried me. Its Andy.
"Huh?" I mutter.
"Wow you are really drunk. That answers my next question: Why did you just fall onto the floor of my room when I opened the door?" he chuckles
"This is your room?" I slur, looking around but not registering what im seeing.
"Yeah"
"Oh, sorry. I gotta get to my room"
"Haha, some whore waiting for ya'?" Andy grins
"Oh, crap, no. Dammit I was hoping to get laid but I guess i too shit-faced", I say trying to stand almost falling over again.
"Careful, man!" says Andy "Hmmm, you were hoping to get laid?"
"Yeah, of course!" I reply
"So was I. Maybe I can fix both our problems" he growls, then pushes me onto the bed and starts nipping my neck, his body against mine.
I moan and feel him grinning against my skin. He nips, kisses and licks his way to mt left nipple, and begins to play with using his tongue, all the while his hands tracing my chest, stomach, hips and lower.... I shouldn't be doing this. Thats what part of my mind says but, I cant remember why. I feel the alcohol clouding my thoughts and jumbling my mind. If it were important I would remember, I think, then raise my hips and moan. Andy grins mischieviously and his hand moves to my belt.....

Notes

My first fanfic! Hmm I wonder what they are planning on doing?.... Sorry if its crap! *This is the begging part* Rate, comment,subscribe/follow?