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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:06 pm
Was he going on a date? Steve wasn't sure what was going on anymore but he was going to go with it. He didn't know why he decided to show up a little early either. He had spent awhile trying to decide what was appropriate for this little outing considering that it might actually be a date. He had thrown on a casual blazer that was hanging in his closet. It's not like he wanted to overdress or underdress so he thought that the blazer would be a nice in between.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:06 pm
Steve disliked having to dress up. What would catch this girl's eye? She seemed to dress suggestively. He looked through his clothing. Suit? Na. Jeans? Probably not good enough. Blazer? Maybe. Suspenders? Hmm. Leather? Oh god.
Steve got dressed and added his suspenders and bow tie. Why. Because bow ties were cool.
d. Suspenders and bow tie
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:06 pm
((seeds, please!))
Date or not he wanted to be comfortable. So in his favorite jeans and a t-shirt he stood, waiting for her to come on out to meet him.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:06 pm
Steve paused in his fidgeting, frozen yet again by the sight of Lust. Forcing an awkward smile, he did his best to impress the demon while she inspected his a. Full three-piece suit. It was just about the nicest and only suit he had worn, ever, but this felt like the right time to wear it. Hopefully she agreed.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:06 pm
After Steve's meeting with Envy earlier, he had a better sense of things to wear. Going fancy just wouldn't work, and wearing too much leather would make him look more like a pig than anything else. So he had thrown on a casual blazer, and made his way over twenty minutes early. After waiting, he was glad when he was no longer early and she was standing in front of him staring him over.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:08 pm
Oh wow she...she was hot. Really hot. No wonder she called herself Lust. Steve found himself gawking, his jaw dropped and his eyes wide as he helplessly stared directly at two things staring up at him that were not her eyes. He'd been hoping she'd keep wearing that outfit, not that he knew for sure whether she would or not but he'd been hoping for it! And so he wore the best outfit he could think of to impress her; leather. What girl didn't like a guy in leather? So he'd chosen a pair of leather pants, a gray t-shirt with a skull on the chest, and a leather jacket. The outfit was complete with a chain on the hip to match the one on herself, and he even had a pair of fingerless gloves. He knew she was judging him...he just hoped he made the right choice!
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:08 pm
Steve stared at Lust as she stepped out the door. She was as bewitching as last time. He shifted nervelessly in his leather outfit.
e. Leather. Lots of it.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:08 pm
For Pumpkin Seeds
Now there was only way to impress a lady, and that was with a kilt or so he heard from a rater helpful and insistent kelpie who would not let him go dressed in any old thing. While the horse monster confessed to having several kilts in every hue, he looked downright displeased in seeing that Steve had none in his closet. With a meek apology, the monster only huffed and tore through his closet. Blazers, ties, and every manner of polo were tossed aside without a second look. While Steve lifted up a nice tuxedo, the kelpie walked over, looked at the suit, and slapped it away.
"Well, since you have nothing else, you are in luck to have this." To which the kelpie held up a lot of leather. A LOT of leather. How Steve even had this he did not know (he suspected the kelpie slipped in his own clothes to aid the boy). Before he could even start an objection, the kelpie justified that leather was very IN. He had read plenty of magazines where the men wore it all the time. Of course the kelpie didn't mention what type of magazines these were, and soon Steve was on the front porch, feeling too tight in his clothes, and wondering how many zombie cows were used to create his wardrobe. He had to admit that the riding crop was a little much.
e. Leather. Lots of it.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:08 pm
Steve kept reminding himself to just keep breathing. He had intended on being punctual and right on time, but nerves seemed to make time drag along, so here he was, on Lust's doorstep early. He shifted uncomfortably under her scrutiny, doing his best to not look like a living bundle of nerves.
He had put a decent about of thought into his outfit. Hopefully, his casual blazer would be up to snuff. With the way she was dressed, he was wondering if he should have included at least some leather accessory or something, but there wasn't time for that now. Here he was, ready or not!
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:11 pm
c. Casual blazer.
Steve had certainly at least THOUGHT about wearing leather. He'd definitely considered the fact that Lust probably liked leather -- judging from what she had (and was) wearing, he could certainly see her in a full dominatrix suit, complete with a whip and a seductive 'you've been a bad boy' whispered huskily from those full, entirely-too-pink lips. See it a little too well, in fact. So it was definitely a tempting choice... Unfortunately, there were several down-sides to donning full leather gear, jumping into a black Maserati and pinning Lust to the door frame as soon as she'd walked out.
1. He wasn't exactly Mr. Self-Esteem, and could totally see himself not wanting to get out of the car when he GOT there for fear of being ridiculed and, ultimately never getting past Lust at all. 2. Leather was VERY revealing, if you caught his drift. 3. He couldn't get the leather pants over his hips. 4. He wanted Lilith. (He'd had to remind himself of that about five times in the last twenty minutes or so)
So, a blazer it was. Besides, it was a sophisticated style without looking cheesy. Suits were cheesy. So were the suspenders his Pop pop had tried to force on him.
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:11 pm
Steve had thought over what he would wear for the last couple days. Finally he decided he should play it cool for a bit and opted for the jeans and t-shirt look. Girls like that always like the cool, laid-back, "I'm hotter than everyone else so I don't need to show it" look, right?
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:11 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:12 pm
E. Leather. Lots of it.
After figuring out that nothing hanging in his closet was appropriate for the occasion, Steve had darted to the maul, hoping for something casual and gentlemanly to leap out at him. Unfortunately, the only store left open was selling biker attire, and even though he was reasonably sure there was some kind of rule about leather on the first date clash, he figured Lust wouldn't mind overly much if he kept it away from anything matchy-matchy. On the plus side, the coat added bulk that hadn't been there before, and might actually provide some protection if this battle was anything like the last few had been. At least he had the sense to ditch the durag accessory.
((Will be competing for seeds, please and thanks.))
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:13 pm
e. Leather. Lots of it.
He strode off to the door, barely being able to walk in this thing. It itches, it was hot, it was also rip-able. Plus, he borrowed it from his dad. So even one scratch and he was grounded. So better be careful. He knocked at the door, waited, and Lust appeared. She gave him the elevator eyes, and walked with him.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:14 pm
Steve brushed his shoulders free of dust and adjusted his shades. Checking himself out in the car rearview mirror, he cleaned his teeth one last time before approaching the door of 69 Lovers Lane wearing full leather (option e) because really, what lady doesn't find leather sexy? Plus his car was a muscle car.
Yow!
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