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 Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 8:21 am
[warning: suggestive !] Even if the boil had wanted to, the location and time of arrival could not have been washed from his brain. It dug into the crevices of his brain like a tick, and lodged itself there.
2 a.m.
Second floor. Hard to miss, really. A flock of bats flapped its way up the stairwell and towards the specified door, finally reforming just inches away as the vampire boil. Cologne? Check. Clean underwear? Check. Hair gel?
The boil slid a finger up one of his white tufts of hair, pleased that it felt solid. Double check. Everything had to be perfect, after all. His hand raised to rap on the door, though he seemed... Hesitant? Yes. He had studied both the female form and mind as a sick little hobby, and never had Lou thought he'd come across one that seemed so disinterested in romanticism. Yes, it was a good thing. He was just a little leery of the possibilities, is all.
"Ta-tas, I'm here." He cooed through the door, finally gathering the gumption to knock.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 8:55 am
Shehk's idea of preparing for a new guest in her space consisted of another very messy feeding (sigh), a shower, and herding far too many minipet into the closet. She couldn't help but ponder briefly if this was a sign she was turning into some variation of a crazy cat lady. But it was due to that foresight that any noise on the other side of Shehk's door wasn't answered by a sudden cacophony of barking.
Instead, it was answered promptly by the pricolici, her hair tied back somewhat more casually than previously and drawn over there shoulder, as well as dressed to obviously not be going out in the near future. "Timel-...." she cut off suddenly pupils dilating as she suddenly leaned in to sniff the vampire curiously. Shehk's sensitive nose had almost immediately jumped on the scent of Lou's choice in cologne prompting a small investigation. "..Not the worst choice." she determined after way too much time fixated on his neck. "If you'll forgive my.. hard to kill habit there." she tapped her nose, then smiled.
With the strange not-actually-a-greeting out of the way, Shehk stepped back from the door and instead beckoned him inside. "Do come in. The hallway is rather cold, after all." Which was an accurate assessment in truth. She kept her room at a temperature that would have been barely comfortable for one with a warm body and possibly promoted decay in some undead. For Lou it simply meant that Shehk no longer felt like an ice box to the touch.
"So you actually came." Shehk stated in a tone that implied that perhaps not everybody had valued her time in such a way. As she spoke, she sat on the edge of her bed crossing her legs and leaning back to take a good look at him.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 11:08 am
Looked like he'd found the right door. "Looking g-" Oh. She uh. She was sniffing him. Lou knew there was a reason why he should only use a few drops tonight. Smart move champ. "I'll take it as a compliment. At least you're not clipping your toenails on furniture or picking at your teeth." There were worse habits, for certain. Staring and sniffing? Easy enough to deal with. cologne was meant to be enjoyed, after all.
"Gladly, Ta-tas." The boil grinned and side-stepped his way in. Immediately he started looking around her room. Assessing the space, mostly. What would be good for what.
Though, he paused at her strange declaration. Of course he came. Why the hell wouldn't he? "Let me lay something down for you." Without waiting for an invitation, the boil started loosening his tie to remove his shirt much like he had earlier. "I have many vices, but that does not include lying. When I say I'm going to do something, I'm going to do it, and I'm going to tell the truth no matter how ugly it is." His voice held a simple matter-of-fact tone, as if such a thing wasn't a big deal. "I often feel disgusted when I listen to boils deny their feelings to women, even when it's quite obvious." Lou shrugged, preparing to 'make himself comfortable', but paused. "Hey, I can do this to music if you want." Some ghoul's liked a show with their eye candy, after all.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 11:43 am
Settling in, Shehk was more than ready to watch whatever show it was he was going to put on. Take off. He definitely wasn't putting anything on. "Well, I'm not complaining. Just pleasantly surprised for a change." she leaned back onto her hands and crossed her legs. "It's easy for people to make hollow promises they never keep for whatever purpose they use to justify disappointing others with. Just been on that side of the fence too often."
While Lou surveyed her room - clean and almost modestly furnished with an almost impeccably neat desk, a work table that was shut (inside would reveal an electronic keyboard), and clothing chest that sat at the foot of a bed that was far too extravagant for Shehk to have actually invested money in herself (a gift?) but not lacking in a few shelves and side tables that had a few personal items on them - Shehk watched his hands, her head tilting with very candid interest in what he was doing.
"If you like music I can do that. Can't promise I listen to anything too interesting.. then again, I'm much more interested in.." she gestured with her hand towards him before bringing said hand back to her lips, half masking a grin.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 2:03 pm
"Well. On the bright side now that your expectations have been lowered, it's a lot harder to disappoint you!" The boil swung his arm sideways in a comedic manner, a faux cheerfulness to his tone.
Lou seemed relieved that Shehk managed to keep a fairly clean living space. Not all ghouls were so cleanly, after all. Though, it wasn't until she proclaimed her still acute interest in him that the boil started to focus.
Instead of making a request, the vampire just shut his mouth and started stripping. Not another word was said until his jacket was on the floor. "It was just a suggestion. We can always make our own music." Oh the implications of that statement.
The boil's fancy shoes practically slipped off his feet as he approached, not stopping 'till his legs touched hers. One button, two button, three button... "So, not to shoot myself in the foot, but what's got you so desperate for the company of a sleezeball like me?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 2:32 pm
[ Shehk might have laughed a bit too hard at Lou's theatrics. "Oh, it's still easy to be disappointed. I just am less likely to be really upset by it now." she corrected."So I just don't make scenes like I would before this school broke me in properly." she had never quite been the same since that first Christmas.... two years hmm?
She watched the jacket hit the floor, somehow more interested in the actual removal of clothing rather than the exposure resulting. "Hmm, that so? A little personalized duet?" Shehk had to play along with implications, as a literal translation would have been unfortunate unless her piano was involved. "Should I call you Maestro, Abs?"
Brushing one leg back against his, she seemed to consider his question - albeit under a somewhat transfixed stare at his hands undoing buttons . "Well, you're justified in asking. Not to shoot myself in the foot, but the 'sleezeball' part..well.. isn't the worst thing I've dealt with. Besides, it isn't like you're here for my great personality either." She brushed her fingers up his chest slowly as she spoke teasing.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 3:26 pm
So Amityville had mellowed her out, then? It must've been fun to mess with this ghoul beforehand. Lou could only imagine what her mean mug looked like.
"Yes, call me maestro. And you shall be my kinky little symphony. I just gotta find out which keys make the best sounds." While she was busy touching his chest, one of his hands brushed under her chin as the last button was undone.
Hm. Not the worst thing she'd dealt with? Lou's face held mild disappointment for only a few seconds. "I must not be trying hard enough, then." The boil joked and leaned into her hands. "And I don't think I'm here because you admire my wit and charm." Two could play at that game.
A smirk lit up the boil's face as he reached down and carefully undid his belt, but left it at that.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 3:52 pm
Oh, someone had definitely gotten to have some fun breaking her down - someone who wasn't.entirely unlike Lou, actually. She just would never bring them up if the opportunity arose.
"Well, I can always give you some starting points if you want to brush up." Shehk suggested, "Although the wit and charm is definitely one of the reasons I let you by without shooting yourself in the proverbial foot." she smiled, "But having nice abs definitely tips the scale in your favor as well." As he leaned into her, she pressed both of her hands against his abdomen, just to get a good feel. Yet her eyes still followed his hands before she looked up to his face.
She half followed the stroke of his hand, leaning in to brush her lips over his. "Hmm, plus the change in key, the play of treble and bass... sounds like quite a bit to control, Maestro. Think you're up to it?" She really had no doubt he was, but the banter was fun. She enjoyed fun a lot more lately.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 4:47 pm
"Starting points, huh?" Lou's voice began to lower, his eyes transfixed on her face. "I'd like to think I've got a good idea on what might appeal... But it never hurts to get little hints, yes?"
To her complements, the boil couldn't help but snicker. Slowly, the vampire's hands slid from her neck to her shoulders. His touch was teasingly gentle. "Well I'm glad my superficial traits are up to your standards."
When her lips touched his, Lou's teeth clacked together as if threatening to bite. "I am more than up to the task of striking your chords." His low hiss accompanied a wicked grin, fingers tracing her lovely curves until he found the bottom hem of her top. "But perhaps... You need a tune up before we really start making 'music'."
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 5:13 pm
The sad truth was that Shehk was very easy to read - especially if one was good at noticing small cues and going with the flow. For example, the tracing of his fingers caused her to squeeze her own against him tighter.
"A few of your less superficial ones aren't bad either, I'll confess." she mused, "Just makes the entire experience a little bit better to have the eye-candy added to."
When the light threat of biting came, she countered with a gnash of her own as well as a low growl that was..distinctly more canid. She couldn't help being a wolf, after all. "A tune up and a few practice scales to get Maestro and instrument in sync may not be the worst of ideas."
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2012 6:58 am
Ohoho. His less superficial traits? "You're going to spoil this already rotten man, Ta-tas." The vampire cooed, taking proper note of her reactions. His hands crept under her shirt and up her sides like slithering serpents.
Only temporarily did he hesitate when that growl surprised him, but a laugh was soon to follow. It took a little more than that to scare him away, after all. "Yes, we're in no rush, after all. You have my full, undivided attention for twenty four hours."
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2012 7:52 am
Yet again, Shehk was reaction city, sitting up just a bit straighter as a shiver ran through her body - enough to make the fur on her tail prickle in the same way the hair on the back of one's neck would. "Somehow I doubt I can make you any worse." she smirked. Unless she completely ruined him for someone else, but...not her problem!
Somehow she felt a little bit fortunate when her canid-nature's little show didn't actually spook him. For some reason it seemed like a good way to potentially ruin the mood - something to do with bestiality in her head, she guessed. "Oh, rushing would be no fun. We both agreed that we liked fun after all." she smirked again, her hands moving from his chest to mimic his own gesture down his sides, then to his back - more exploratory than anything else, however.
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