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Post by Ciel on Feb 7, 2008 11:01:04 GMT -6
Karen smiled and rubbed Karl's back. "Next time I'd just take a cab."
Ciel looked up, a little blood on her hands and on her chin. She licked her lips and glanced at what Queenie was doing. The man was still sobbing and crying, but his sobs are incomprehensible and no one cared what he was saying anyway.
She curled a lip and grinned at Lysandor. "I would torture anyone who dared touch someone so close. Fair fight or not, this human touched you. He deserves no less than torture, and slow, dirty death. Do you disagree?"
Her voice is a purr as she reaches for Erishkegal's dress hem, slowly running her hand up the dress. She kept a hand on the man's collar and tugged him along , his wounds dragging the ground as he screamed in agony. She paid no attention to his screams and dragged until he was at her Queen's feet.
She put her hands on Lysandor's legs and ran her hands up until she had her arms around his waist. She laid her face on his stomach and purred. "Smile, Lyssie. We will not harm you."
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Post by Lysandor on Feb 7, 2008 11:55:20 GMT -6
Shocked doesn't even begin to describe Lysandor's reaction to Ereshkigal and Ciel's combined advances. A blush colors his cheeks as he unthinkingly goes through with his first impulse to take a step back. Somehow, Lysandor manages to trip over his own feet and fall back, landing on the ground at the feet of the two very beautiful women.
He opens his mouth to speak, and closes it, only to try again. "M-my apologies . . . I . . . That is, I, um . . . Ah . . ."
Lysandor's voice trails off as he tries not to further embarrass himself with not only finding it difficult to know what to say or do in the situation in the first place, but falling on his rear end in front of them.
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Post by Ereshkigal on Feb 7, 2008 13:59:26 GMT -6
Ereshkigal drops gracefully to her knees next to Ciel. She's smiling a wicked little smile as she strokes her hand over Ciel's cheek and down the devilcat's side until she reaches the other woman's and hand twines their fingers together. But the whole time her eyes are on Lysandor.
Then she leans forward on her knees still holding Ciel's hand until she's close to his face again. Her free hand is flat on the ground on one side of him- blocking escape in that direction. Her look now is one of dark mischief.
"Yes?" she asks, but doesn't give him time to answer before she kisses him.
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Post by Lysandor on Feb 7, 2008 14:19:04 GMT -6
Lysandor's wide eyes follow Ereshkigal's hand as it makes it way to the Devilcat's own hand. All thought is obliterated from his mind when she leans in closer to him, and even if she had given him time to reply, he probably couldn't have come up with one.
Her kiss catches him even more off guard, if that's possible, but this time he doesn't freeze or jerk away. Lysandor's eyes flutter close as he returns the kiss, one hand reaching up to gently touch Ereshkigal's hair and face.
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Post by Regent on Feb 7, 2008 16:46:38 GMT -6
Regent watches Thane and Karl, he grins to Becky and bows slightly to her. "Much is to be said for theatrics, I find them rather amusing, and entertaining." He smiles at Jess and places an arm about her as he whispers into her ear.
"You know that with a simple request, festering sores and various pains and ailments may befall those whom have unjustly slighted you recently..." His head leans away slowly and he arches an eyebrow. "Think on it..."
He then returns his gaze to Becky, "Mr. Karl would indeed enjoy a cool beverage... as would I... if you would be so kind Miss Becky." He says with a dignified charm.
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Post by Ereshkigal on Feb 7, 2008 18:18:33 GMT -6
Becky scampers off to the bar and mixes drinks with a chuckle. She comes back with a couple of tumblers full of something that smells alcoholic and looks like iced tea for Thane and Karl.
"Here this should help alot." She shakes her head still chuckling as she hands them the drinks.
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Post by Thane on Feb 8, 2008 13:27:12 GMT -6
Karl grins to Jess... "Nah... Thane is just venting his frustrations, he was all for it earlier..." Karl laughs then winces because it hurts. "Yeah a cab... I like that idea Karen... definitely going with the cab next time." Karl looks up to the smell of the drinks in Becky's hands, "Oh for me? What a sweetie Becky... Thanks!"
Thane looks less distraught when the drink arrives, "Don't mind if I do..." he grunts as he takes it and drinks a big swill.
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Post by Ereshkigal on Feb 8, 2008 23:26:25 GMT -6
Becky grins cheerfully seeing her handiwork so well received and then scampers off back behind the bar again to make something for Regent.
"No one ever let's me play with the alcohol. Any one else want something while I'm playing?" She pulls out half a dozen bottles including one that she takes a quick pull from and sighs happily.
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Post by Ciel on Feb 8, 2008 23:40:46 GMT -6
Karen nods. "You know what I like sis. Make it lovely, eh?"
The whole scene plays out and Ciel can't help but chuckle. Twining their fingers together made Ciel shiver with loving glee. As soon as Erishkegal kisses Lysandor, Ciel's lips part and she's smiling.
As Lysandor's hand reached up to touch her Queen, she slipped her hand over his and guided it into Ghostie's hair. Her other hand was still in her Majesty's. She leaned her head on Ghostie's shoulder and proceeded to nibble lightly.
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Post by Ereshkigal on Feb 9, 2008 0:31:42 GMT -6
Becky salutes Karen and sets about doing something arcane with orange soda, peach schnapps and vodka. She's also got out a tumbler with ice, peppermint schnapps and and something else with a stag on the bottle waiting for a finishing touch.
Caught between Ciel and Lysandor, Ereshkigal's breath speeds up and her hand on Ciel's tightens a little as she leans into their hands tangled together in her hair. But when Ciel's lips touch her shoulder her lips part against Lysandor's in a silent exclamation.
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Post by Lysandor on Feb 9, 2008 10:20:12 GMT -6
"I see," Jess says to Karl with a giggle, watching the huge Rachet with an amused smile. She looks up at the Regent as he puts an arm around her, and her smile falters as she bites her lip. "It wasn't me that was insulted, if you could call it that. I booked some girls for the party, since they'd been such a hit at one of Karen's . . . I got them calmed down, but they refuse to come out unless I get rid of the caterers that I got as well." She frowns. "It was a huge mess, but luckily, Lyssie managed to, ah, escort them out of the building. He was just finishing up when you all arrived."
Lysandor breaks away from the kiss, looking up at Ereshkigal with a tender expression. He pushes himself up to a more sitting position, softly kisses the side of her neck, opposite of Ciel, slowly moving down.
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Post by Ciel on Feb 10, 2008 14:00:59 GMT -6
Karen smiles, watching her drink being made. "What do you call that, sis?"
Ciel meanwhile kept her nibbling on her side. She moved from her Queen's shoulder square up to the back of her neck, Ciel's hot breath caressing the tender flesh there. She glances to Lysandor as she does so and slides her foot out to stroke his leg with it. She plays with his kneecap and the bottom part of his leg, down to his ankle.
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Post by Ereshkigal on Feb 10, 2008 22:58:41 GMT -6
"Something fizzy, sweet and alcoholic. Jess, do you want one?" Becky scampers around behind the bar and in a moment or two she comes out with a tray holding four drinks- two of the orange concoctions and two of the mint and Jaeger. She gives one of the orange to Karen and one of the mint ones to Regent. "Which one would you like, Jess?"
Meanwhile...
Ereshkigal looks back at Lysandor her eyes a little stunned and a faint blush on her cheeks. When he starts kissing her neck she catches her lower lip between her teeth. She lets go of Ciel's hand to trail her fingers through the devil cat's hair and stroke her neck. The hand that was braced against the ground she moves up to Lysandor's side tracing over his hip and up his side her fingers gently exploring both scars and smooth flesh. Her lips are right next to his ear and it seems like she wants to say something but can't quite manage to.
"I.. ah...nnh"
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Post by Ciel on Feb 10, 2008 23:14:27 GMT -6
Karen chuckles. "Anything alcoholic is good for me. Right?" She takes a sip and smiles. "OH that is he- really really good!"
Ciel smiled hard and continued to do her thing on the back of her Queen's neck. When her neck was stroked, she mewled in pleasure and licked a line down her Queen's neck. She pulled back only to put her hand where her mouth was.
She leaned in then and kissed Lysandor as hard as she could, almost grazing his hurt lip again. "Mmmh"
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Post by Lysandor on Feb 11, 2008 10:27:35 GMT -6
"I'd love a drink," Jess says, skipping over to Becky. "Anything you want to make me, so long as it doesn't have whiskey!"
Lysandor's breath catches in his throat as Ciel plays with his leg, making him pause in his attentions to Ereshkigal's neck briefly. He continues, returning to the same careful speed.
When Ereshkigal's fingers brush his side and scars, he flinches and stops, as though waiting for her to pull away. However, before he can voice his insecurities, Ciel kisses him. The Fallen makes a low sound of pleasure as her lips touch the cut on his lip.
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Post by Ereshkigal on Feb 11, 2008 16:25:16 GMT -6
Becky hands Jessie the orange drink takes the mint one and shakes her head. "No, Jaegermeister for you then. Come to that- I shouldn't have this either- but it's too late for that now." And she takes a sip of her drink.
"Ahhh.. I'm gonna be passed out on the floor in like ten minutes."
Ereshkigal shifts to the side- so she can see the two kissing- and chuckles wickedly. Her fingers are still exploring Lysandor's back and side- teasingly, now with the occasional scratch of her nails in particularly sensitive places. The hand that was on Ciel's neck drifts gently to her leg and slips beneath her skirt trace the devilcat's thigh with sharp nails.
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Post by Regent on Feb 11, 2008 16:45:06 GMT -6
Regent takes the drink from Becky as his fingers lightly touch hers with a smooth caress. "Merci, mademoiselle." He purrs softly to her.
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Post by Ciel on Feb 16, 2008 0:33:46 GMT -6
Her tongue swipes over his bottom lip and the cut. She's enjoying kissing him...and then she starts to squirm from Erishkegal's nails. She was having fun, and she was getting to play with more than one at a time....
She was having a good night.
She pressed her lips harder into Lysandor's and put her other hand to work caressing Lysandor's other scars on his other side.
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Post by Lysandor on Feb 16, 2008 13:57:37 GMT -6
Jess takes the orange drink and takes an experimental sip. "Mmm . . . Tasty goodness." She takes another sip, and relaxes into a chair, looking around with a devious smirk. "And now, ladies and gentlemen, for the entertainment!"
And, with a wink, she makes a motion with her hand. From some hidden recesses on either side of the room enter girls dressed like belly dancers in gauzy clothing and flowing outfits. From tall to short, palest blond to darkest brunette, light to dark, and everything in between, they dance in, though not quite as graceful as a certain Devilcat-Succubus. They center into the room in front of everyone, looking at the assorted crowd to request something of them.
Jess giggles, nearly kicking her feet, looking quite pleased with herself.
Lysandor stiffens when Ereshkigal touches his scars, even more so when Ciel does as well. He breaks away from the kiss, looking at the two women in a mix of confusion and something more raw and less identifiable.
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Post by Ciel on Feb 18, 2008 12:03:51 GMT -6
Karen smiles at everyone and sips more of her drink. "This is great. Thank you, sis." She paused, looking at Karl and Jess. "I haven't seen hide nor hair of Ciel in a bit...should I be worried again? I don't wanna be over protective or anything, but she has disappeared like this before...right?"
Ciel meanwhile, was tracing Lysandor's scars as he pulled away. She was moving her fingertips back and forth, oh so slowly, making sure to revel in how interesting they felt. She tilted her head to the side and sat back on her heels, watching him. He interested her and he was fun to play with... not to mention that she was playing with him AND her Queen.
She was having a really good night.
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