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Post by Jeremy on Feb 27, 2008 23:17:27 GMT -5
*Jeremy chuckled, shook his head and slid the five thousand dollar bottle of scotch over the counter after taking a long swallow from his own glass. The liquid warmth made him close his eyes, savoring the taste.*
"Either or..."
*Turning back to the stove Jeremy made himself busy stirring the food and tossing several choice cuts of the duck into the butter, the fatty meat sizzled happily bringing another smile to his face as he bopped around the kitchen.*
"A list then? Though the left side of my brain always makes me want to work my way through lists..."
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Post by Hedonism on Feb 27, 2008 23:28:42 GMT -5
"Lists."
*She gripped the bottle firmly by the neck, bringing it to her lips with more than just a bit of allusion. As she lowered it again, she licked the liquid from her lips.*
"Names? Well, every woman's name, most of them that have been uttered in passion or curse, That Woman, Want, Desire, More, Harder, Faster, Please..."
*Her head had fallen back slightly as she gasped the words, her hand stroking the exposed skin of her chest. She paused and peeked at him with a grin.*
"And most undeniably, Hedonism."
*She scrunched her nose and leaned in to confide.*
"Doesn't really roll of the tongue though, so I accept pet names too."
*She took another swing.*
"And as for vices, well...let's just say that I'm always up for what you're wanting. And if you can find me something new, truly new, I'll give you whatever you want."
*She winked invitingly.*
"Your own personal genie."
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Post by Jeremy on Feb 27, 2008 23:58:46 GMT -5
Guess I shouldn't be shocked... this place has vampires, fairies, a sudden influx of elves and the horsemen, one of which I write....
"Hedonism huh? Why not? Though your right... doesn't roll of the tongue at all. I'm sure we can find something that does..."
*Jeremy licked his own lips and drained the mushrooms, tossing them in with some pasta and breaking up the duck over the top. Using the left over butter and drippings as well as adding some rich cream to create a sauce Jeremy plates the dish before wiping the edges with his apron.*
"There you are... now vices... well if you're what you claim I doubt I can show you anything new. Though maybe if you've got the time to play a little show and tell... so I can know what's "old hat" then maybe I'd have a slight chance."
*Offering her a wink Jeremy slides the food across the counter and sets up for the next course. Oysters with bacon butter and a garlic herb sauce.*
"Never mind the voyeurism aspect of hearing the stories..."
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Post by Hedonism on Feb 28, 2008 6:43:57 GMT -5
*Taking another drag, Hedonism considered him.*
You definitely aren't normal.....I like it.
*Setting down her smoke in a crystal ashtray that wasn't there the moment before, she leaned over the food, taking in the smell of it. Parting her lips, she bypassed the silverware, drawing bits of duck and fungi up in between her wanting lips. She chewed slowly, neither hand nor mouth seeming to be bothered by the temperature of the freshly served meal.*
"Mmmm..." *Her lashes fluttered shut, giving the spicy, rich flavor full rein in her mouth. After swallowing carefully, she slowly opened her eyes, taking in the sight of him as if for the first time. As if she hadn't been staring at him like a piece of meat since she got here.*
"Then I guess we have that in common."
*A dimple started to peek in the corner of her mouth.*
"You first."
*Her brow lifted expectantly.*
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Post by Jeremy on Feb 28, 2008 7:42:04 GMT -5
*Wondering if he was ever going to have a normal customer/cook relationship Jeremy snagged his own morsel of fowl and fungus from her plate and scooped it into his mouth. Sucking the cream sauce from his fingers he grinned.*
"Glad I was right on that... kinda came up with it spur of the moment."
*Jeremy took a swig from the bottle of scotch and winked.*
"And I believe I asked you... take your pick on sayings... ladies come first or nice guys finish last."
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Post by Hedonism on Feb 28, 2008 7:46:58 GMT -5
*Hedonism giggled. He was odd. It was refreshing in this day and age.*
"A man that shoots from the hip. I like that."
*She took another swig.*
"Alright, I'll share, but you have to give me a general category you're looking to place in. Sex, drugs, violence or other? And are you looking for starters or a bar to exceed?"
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Post by Jeremy on Feb 28, 2008 7:52:30 GMT -5
*He shrugged but had a half grin on his face.*
"Up to you. Tell you what... we can take turns. You give one up and I'll return the favor."
*Jeremy cooked as he spoke, expertly timing the multiple pans to come together at nearly the same time. Each oyster shell contain it's normal content as well as crumbled thick bacon as well as buttery garlic herb sauce drizzled over the top.*
"I'm always a fan of taking turns."
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Post by Hedonism on Feb 28, 2008 8:09:58 GMT -5
Yep. Me too.
*Her eyes grew hungry again and she licked her teeth in thought. Then she shrugged and picked up the smoke. Gotta start somewhere. And she didn't want to outleague him too quickly.*
"Snorting coke off a hooker's ass."
*She took a drag with an expression that said 'well, your turn'.*
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Post by Jeremy on Feb 28, 2008 8:14:26 GMT -5
*Jeremy glanced upwards for a few seconds, enjoying the visual before smiling and nodding.*
"Well in the category of controlled substances and other people's body parts..."
*Taking a swig during his dramatic pause Jeremy finished with a smile.*
"Absorbed a hit of acid while making out with a high school girlfriend. Made for an interesting rest of the night."
*He shoved the bottle towards her and winked.*
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Post by Hedonism on Feb 28, 2008 8:21:50 GMT -5
*Hedonism grinned. This would be fun.*
"Acid? That stuff's hard to come by for, oh...another century almost. I'm guessing that you're not local."
*Without waiting his response, she took the bottle and swigged.*
"In that case...being taken from behind over the still-hot hood of a cop car, hands cuffed behind my back. Nasty burns..."
*She traced her fingertips over the exposed flesh of her chest.*
"But what a rush."
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Post by Jeremy on Feb 28, 2008 8:29:44 GMT -5
*Jeremy chuckled a large grin on his face.*
"Nope... not local at all. Local people think France is big. I know what big is."
*He bows slightly as his eyes watch her finger's path.*
"Texan."
*His hand takes the bottle from hers, taking the opportunity to run his fingers over hers before taking another long pull from the whiskey.*
"And on the topic of locations... principal's desk during a drama overnight lock in rehearsal."
*The bottle slid back to her side of the counter with a raised eyebrow.*
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Post by Hedonism on Feb 28, 2008 8:40:02 GMT -5
((Nothing quite like some pride to get me all beaming.))
Oh really.
*She pushed up off of the stool, leaning over the counter to trace her finger over his chest and down to his belt buckle. Her eyes held his.*
"So tell me..."
*They dropped to the buckle as she touched the cool metal.*
"Is everything really bigger in Texas?"
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Post by Jeremy on Feb 28, 2008 8:47:34 GMT -5
*A slow grin came to his face even though he blushed a little. Forwardness wasn't bad, just not something he was used to. Even here. Especially here.*
"Well not having a large enough trial group to base a judgment on I'd say things are at least... adequate in Texas. Though that's not an admission of a previously experienced vice."
*He eyed her slyly chewing slightly on his lower lip as he did.*
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Post by Hedonism on Feb 28, 2008 8:53:42 GMT -5
*Hedonism smiled, pulling him forcefully towards her by the buckle until he bumped against the counter. She pushed up on the stool with her knee, her other hand pushing the food aside as she crawled up on the counter, wrapping her arms around his neck and burying her fingers in his long hair. She brought her lips close to his ear, whispering hotly.*
"Would you like it to be? Experienced, that is."
*She traced her tongue over the ear invitingly.*
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Post by Jeremy on Feb 28, 2008 9:04:46 GMT -5
*The metal buckle impacting with the counter top raised his eyebrow. His hands slid against her knees, following the curve of her thighs up to the hem of her shorts. Taking a breath he savored the smell of scotch, smokes, and feminine pheromones. Jeremy swallowed and lowered his voice to match hers.*
"Experiencing Texan males would not be my primary choice right now. And that's still not a confession of past experiences. You can't be conceding already?"
*Her tongue caused a shiver as it touched his skin.*
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