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Post by Kari Muffin on Nov 3, 2007 16:50:55 GMT -5
Victory. Sweet victory. "What are we waiting for? I'll give you a full private show if you can wait long enough." He smirked, though his beak prevented most of that from showing.
He was happy, though, that he had offered a palace to stay. Otherwise Ez's cover would have been blown. His apartment was far from feminine besides the neat rows of clothing that lined his closet. He didn't have to worry about that now.
Ez practically chirped as the Pine Martin felt him. He could only imagine there would be a lot of ruffled feathers after the night was over with. He just hoped the man was coherent enough to have a little fun with. Foreplay never seemed to be a man's strong suit, but Ez could rightfully say he enjoyed some of it.
Tonight was different. Or at least, his subject of a fling was different. It had been a while since he picked up a male who knew nothing of his gender. Well, that was a bit of lie, but the last man he had picked up was more plastered than this. And he didn't see him the morning after... this wouldn't be such a wonderful clean cut disaster until the man was sober.
What was the point of worrying. It was time to have a little fun.
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Post by The Jenn on Nov 3, 2007 17:56:53 GMT -5
"So long as there's an end in sight, I don't mind waiting at all," he said with a laugh, used to avian smiles, especially after so long around Maji. Something about the way the skin around their beaks tilted and their eyes crinkled was just endearing.
He ruffled a few more feathers on purpose, bringing his hands back up until they slid up the smoother material of the corset, before letting go with one arm and leading the pretty sparrow away from the counter. Enough drinks. He didn't need anything else weighing him down now that the night proved to be more entertaining than he'd originally hoped. Getting drunk and stumbling back with someone was always infinitely better than passing out alone in bet, drunk off his ass.
At least with company, he never forgot to close the door to keep Treasach out. The squirrelly little thing always crept under his covers if he didn't and bit him when he rolled over.
Out of the bar and down the street, he would lead Ez to his house with one arm slung around his waist and no small amount of petting. If he didn't live so close to the bar, he would probably get in a lot more trouble than he did currently.
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Post by Kari Muffin on Nov 3, 2007 22:29:16 GMT -5
Ez couldn't help but laugh at the remark. "Oh, yes, let's just see how well you undo my corset." The man wasn't going to get any help from Ez, that was for sure. If he wanted it so badly he would have to take it off himself.
The sparrow was quite surprised at the man's public display. Not many people were brave enough to make such bold movies in public. But then again he was drunk, and he apparently lived close.
He was impressed at how fast the man was moving after so many drinks. Then again, sex was fantastic motivation for anyone. He smiled happily. It seemed like a nice place, so tonight wouldn't be absolutely miserable. He inspected the building as they entered. He was, indeed, Ashwin. There was no mistaking it now. This could have been a bad idea, but he honestly could careless. Sex. It was too good for him to give up, so caution was thrown to the wind.
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Post by The Jenn on Nov 3, 2007 23:22:00 GMT -5
"Pretty things, but they're a bitch to take off," the pine martin agreed as he dug out his key. "I can see why you ladies wear 'em, of course. They make your hips and chest look fantastic." That last bit was said with a more personal leer than a general one. Even if she didn't have much, a corset still made it more attractive. Not that he minded much of anything at this point.
A few abortive attempts and the key fit into the lock, turning and letting them into the dark main store room. It was dark, but Ashwin knew the way quite well by this point. He pulled the as-yet unnamed sparrow even closer and murmured in her ear. "So you don't bump into things, of course. And what should I call you, besides pretty, hmm?"
He'd be guiding them both through the room's obstacles and up to the staircase leading to his loft.
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Post by Kari Muffin on Nov 5, 2007 0:43:18 GMT -5
"Oh my," Ez was quite impressed with it all. The sudden bunt remarks coming from the Pine Martin made his heart flutter. Oh yeah, this would be a fantastic night.
He thought for a moment. All he needed to give was his alias for a clean cut getaway. That just did not seem to sit well in this situation. He let the silence build as he was navigated through the building.
"People call me Ez," he said in a cheery voice. He smirked inwardly. Oh, he hoped the man thought it was short for Esmeralda or something. That was his usual name for these nights. People usually made blind assumptions when they were drunk. He hoped it worked.
The sparrow enjoyed being lead to his destination. It was a change for once. He didn't feel like he was in complete control, which often happened with the drunker ones he picked up.
None of it really mattered. He would enjoy himself tonight and worry about everything later.
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Post by The Jenn on Nov 5, 2007 14:50:31 GMT -5
Ez. Now wasn't that an easy one to say? He didn't even bother thinking about what it was short for, didn't care a whit. "Sounds spunky," he commented with a smirk, moving sideways up the stairs so he didn't have to relinquish his hold. "Trying to set yourself apart from all the fluffy little things?" With how readily she'd fallen into his arms, that was undeniable. Didn't even try to play the resisting maiden. Heh.
He opened the door and slipped in, closing it behind him, sparing Treasach a glance as the bander awoke with a jolt at the sound of the door. Normally he would already be awake and waiting... must have worn himself out earlier. He spent a moment to find a lantern and lit it, then inclined his head to the left. No sense in keeping her in the living room when it wasn't where either of them really wanted to be. "I can take up your little challenge easier in there, if you'd like. Less distraction."
As he said this, the bander moved to sniff at one of Ez's legs, nose no doubt tickling and invasive.
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Post by Kari Muffin on Nov 5, 2007 23:16:39 GMT -5
"Fluffy never really suited me," He smirked. The Pine Martin had no idea. Playing the maiden in distress was not his favorite role. When someone willingly went for him. Why not?
The sparrow was startled when he felt something tickling him before he could agree to a private show in the bedroom. He looked down to spy a bander. They were adorable things! It made him miss Azzurra. Thankfully she was a well behaved girl willing to put up with his roommate on nights when he didn't return.
"What an adorable bander! It makes me miss my little girl." He grinned down at the creature, but he wasn't brave enough to touch it. He had had a few experiences. "Yes, but anyway. Less distractions are always a good idea. We might as well get things started." The sparrow smiled. It was slightly more devious than he thought it was. Everything was coming to that fantastic moment. It was so sweet he could taste it.
(( OOC: I imagine we can fade to morning in the next post. ))
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Post by The Jenn on Nov 21, 2007 15:48:44 GMT -5
Jenn and Kari both receive 1 token each, to be redeemed in Ashwin's Shoppe.
This will automatically be added to your recorded totals in the shoppe.
Congratulations, and keep up the good RP!
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Post by The Jenn on Nov 26, 2007 14:54:47 GMT -5
Ashwin didn't really pay much mind to the bander comment, whereas he certainly would have sober. He just nudged the khaki male away with one furry foot, which had him baring his fangs but thankfully not biting. Still tired, probably.
"I see absolutely no reason why not," he agreed with Ez, leaning close and wrapping his arms around her, fingers already starting to fumble with the lacing as he pushed them both back towards the bedroom. The stupid thing would probably keep him back for all of a minute or two, but at least he could keep her busy in the meantime.
((The next morning.))
The pine martin woke with a small groan, one furred hand coming up to scrub at his face blearily. Home? Yes, definitely home... good, he hadn't been so wasted that he passed out at Furgus's or anything embarrassing like that. It had only happened twice, but both times the man had made so much fun of him for weeks on end that he didn't fancy it happening again.
As he shifted, he quickly noted another body next to him. Well, at least the night hadn't been a total loss, though he couldn't really remember much in general. A sparrow, yes, and she'd been wearing a corset. Name was... short, spunky, started with an 'e'... Elle or Ene or Ez or something like that. Another thought niggled at the back of his mind, something about a surprise, but he was honestly too fuzzy to grab hold of it at that moment. He yawned widely and tried to stretch a little, keeping his head relatively still.
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Post by Kari Muffin on Nov 26, 2007 15:22:58 GMT -5
Ez woke up with a sigh as his hand fell out of bed. He blinked at the ceiling. This wasn't home... oh right. He had decided to have a little fun last night with a drunken guy. And he had fun all right. The morning after, however, was far from it.
The sparrow could imagine that the man had a nasty hang over. To what degree of nasty he wasn't sure, getting drunk to the point of picking up someone of the same gender didn't happen that often to him. He was often the one who was picked up. He made a small distressed noise as he shifted. Apparently he had slept in some awful position that messed up his feathers rather nicely. And where the hell was his corset?
Ez craned his head slightly to see the man next to him. He would take a risk cough out a greeting. "Morning?" Ez said as more of a question than anything else.
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