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Post by Nadir on Mar 25, 2009 16:42:23 GMT -5
Nadir entered the house of ill-repute, ignoring the purrings and pantings of the beautiful women who flocked to him as he entered, going directly to the Madame herself, kissing her hand with a charming smile.
"I should like...one of your best," he said, cocking his head to one side. "A strong woman, with a bosom a man can lose himself in."
"Of course, Monsieur Khan," said Madame Dahlia with a smile. "Sophie!" she called. "Viens ici."
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Post by Erik on Mar 25, 2009 16:46:05 GMT -5
((NICE. It's a good thing Edward can't read Nadir's mind... I guess.))
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Post by Nadir on Mar 25, 2009 16:48:12 GMT -5
((Eeeheehee. Well, Nadir needs to do something to distract himself. Booze...wasn't the answer. Anyway, he won't be going back to his house tonight, if Edward wants to worry. Or...God forbid, follow him here. :S))
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Post by Edward Cullen on Mar 25, 2009 16:58:24 GMT -5
Nadir's scent carried, to one as attuned to it as Edward. With single-minded fervor he pursued--er, no, wait, he... no, there was no good word for it. Anyway, he followed Nadir to the unfamiliar house, thought he smell...
Edward sniffed again, his eyebrows raising in alarm and affront. What was he thinking? Surely it was a mistake, and Nadir didn't know, and... he should warn him!
He sped up to the front door and, once through, was immediately assaulted by all-too-willing girlflesh. The thoughts of these poor unfortunates were appalling, and not for the first time he cursed his perfect features and sweet-smelling breath.
"Madame!" he cried, staring at one particularly vehement-thinking girl. To a woman they were envisioning him in various scenarios, and some were even counting out how much they'd pay him. He looked wildly around for... someone. "I'm looking for a man."
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Post by Nadir on Mar 25, 2009 17:10:04 GMT -5
((*chokes on cake*))
Nadir heard the commotion downstairs, but thought little of it as he was ensconced in a private boudoir with Sophie, smoking a fine cigar as she slowly undressed before his unblinking golden gaze.
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Post by Edward Cullen on Mar 25, 2009 17:24:04 GMT -5
It took him some time to extract himself from the bevy of womanhood, not a little bit because some of the suggestions their minds were showing him seemed anatomically improbable and quite shocking. Did Nadir know what a nest of vipers he'd wandered innocently into?
Should have known, one of them thought ruefully, shaking her head. He's too, too pretty to like girls...
...totally a gay mouth, another thought.
"I do not have a gay mouth," Edward said, surprising all of them. "What does this have to do with anything? My friend came in here..."
Oh, fine, time to employ his senses, which told him Nadir was upstairs, with a woman, and likely no idea what was about to happen to him. He couldn't read minds, after all. He was entirely defenseless! There was no telling what sort of diseases he might get.
Edward raced up the stairs, some of the girls trailing in confused erotic hypnosis behind him, and burst into Nadir's room with a stance worthy of a very scrawny and pale action hero.
"Monsieur Khan!" he cried. "You don't know what this place is, and what that woman means to do to you! You must escape at once!"
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Post by Nadir on Mar 25, 2009 17:52:24 GMT -5
Nadir glanced around Sophia to see Edward standing in the doorway. He stood up slowly, and handed his cigar to Sophia.
"Hold this, please."
Grabbing hold of Edward's immaculate beige collar, he dragged the boy into the hall and shut the door behind him.
"Listen, Edward--I don't know what your problem is, but you need to get out and leave me alone. The next time you step into that room uninvited, I will not be held responsible for my actions."
Which may or may not involve sodomizing you.
Nadir shook off Edward with a disgusted look and marched back into the boudoir, slamming the door shut in the pale boy's face.
A moment later there was a rich chuckle, and an answering giggle from Sophia, muffled by the door.
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Post by Edward Cullen on Mar 26, 2009 11:32:01 GMT -5
There was an intensity in Nadir's thoughts that Edward could feel, if he could not read their exact import. It tortured him, as did the obvious hatred roiling from the other man and crashing against the marble planes of Edward's cheekbones. It did not help that at such close quarters, Nadir's scent was intoxicating. Edward's nostrils flared and he swallowed uncomfortably against the visions that bloomed unbidden in his mind.
But in another instant, the man was gone, and Edward was left with a rumpled collar in the hallway, not knowing what to do. He knew what "Sophia" was going to do--something quite similar to the thoughts of the rabid pack of girls who was now advancing on him with the intent to "comfort" him after his solid rejection.
Well. He'd pledged to protect Nadir, from himself along with speeding carriages, so there was only one thing for it. He'd have to wait him out.
"Ladies, please!" he cried, but it only incensed them further, and a few of them had extremely graphic vocabularies for their probable amount of schooling. "You don't know what a monster you're dealing with." That, of course, made most of them glance down in expectation, and Edward knew he had to get out of there.
He ended up perched on the window outside Nadir's room, in case the woman got any worse ideas than she already had. Edward knew he could not pull the man away without ruining their tenuous relationship, and so he resigned himself to saving him from bodily harm only.
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Post by Nadir on Mar 26, 2009 12:00:40 GMT -5
Nadir pulled Sophia closer, his fingers finding the openings in what was left of her clothing, grinding out what was left of his cigar in an ash-tray.
"There's been a change in plans, rather," he murmured. "This is going to be rather fast and hard."
"Oui, monsieur," said Sophia in a breathy voice, squirming with excitement as Nadir shoved her roughly towards the bed.
***FADE OUT***
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Post by Edward Cullen on Mar 26, 2009 13:20:33 GMT -5
**FADE IN**
Edward had a very strange sensation in a place he was too delicate to speak of. Or think of.
In fact, he felt quite ashamed that he'd sullied Nadir's purity with his... eyes. And ears. And what absurd thoughts he'd had, placing himself in the role of one of the key players--not Nadir. He was shocked and appalled at himself and was certain that Nadir, wild, winsome creature that he was, had no idea what he was doing. Just acting on instinct, probably. No reason to be jealous, or angry, or... think almost longingly about some of the suggestions those girls had made. Well wouldn't it be like eating cougars to satisfy a baser, less acceptable need?
Not that Nadir was base, not in any way, but Edward was not worthy to think the thoughts that the sight before him had suddenly put in his head. No, he just wanted to protect him, didn't he? Not... not that. For one thing, it could never be. For another, Nadir hated him.
With a wild cry of anguish, Edward wrenched himself from the vision of Nadir's bare... everything and raced through the night. This called for a very serious embroidery session, to calm himself down. Or maybe knitting. Or printmaking.
By the end of the night, Edward had three more perfect beige sweaters and was considering buying looser trousers.
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Post by Nadir on Mar 26, 2009 14:41:09 GMT -5
Nadir had sated himself with little worry about Edward's whereabouts, though the boy had been in his thoughts more than fleetingly throughout his encounter with Sophia. He wondered vaguely, as he dressed himself, if it was the boy's similarity to Xandros that drew him, or the overall aura of mystery the pale boy possessed.
Certainly, there was just as much to repel one from Edward Cullen as there was to draw one to him.
Feeling much better, and leaving Sophia smiling, if a little bruised, Nadir made his way back downstairs after settling his bill, tipping his hat to Madame Dahlia and grinning wolfishly at the sighing girls as he left, leaving them to pout and snap enviously at Sophia as she re-joined them.
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Post by Edward Cullen on Mar 27, 2009 12:22:36 GMT -5
Near dawn, in a fit of delirious inspiration, Edward put the finishing touches on the t-shirt he'd screen printed himself. He stared at it, shaking his head, and wondering if it was really true that vampires didn't need sleep.
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Post by Nadir on Mar 27, 2009 12:24:03 GMT -5
((If you could have HEARD the strangled noise I just made...))
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Post by Erik on Mar 27, 2009 12:30:03 GMT -5
((I win!))
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Post by Nadir on Apr 1, 2009 17:38:35 GMT -5
***NEW NIGHT***
Nadir had only to stride into the foyer and nod briefly at the Madame before he went upstairs, taking the steps two at a time. The door to Sophia's boudoir stood open, and she rose with a smile to greet him.
Kicking the door shut behind him with a bang, Nadir had crossed the room in two strides and pulled Sophia roughly against him, devouring her skillful kisses and caresses with savage need.
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