The exquisite pain of fangs sinking deeply into her skin, pushed Ginnie far far over the edge, past the light and into a red-black darkness. She could only hear and feel and as her body clenched and spasmed around his. She cried out, in that liquid darkness, clinging to the feel of him drawing forth her lifes-blood. It was the first time they had not mutually fed, and she was lost in the ecstacy of it and him.
Slowly the draw lessened, and she could open her eyes. She turned to blink up at him as he moved a few final times with in her. She lifted her head enough to press her lips lightly to his, licking the red smear from her own lips as she lay her head back to the bed.
Splinters ((attn: Ginnie))
Standing naked in the bathroom, Alec looked at the beating he'd taken. Yup. He'd definitely have to get some pointers from Mathias before they did that again. The bruising extended across his entire right shoulder, upper arm and all along the ribcage. Luckily the ribs seemed to be single fractures, so no floating bones. The glass though...the glass sucked. Doing as best he could with the curvy salad tongs, Alec pulled shards of glass and wood from his side. His leg had been easy - very few bits got through the pants, but the sheer material of the top had been shredded. On the bright side, it probably meant that there was no fabric crammed back in the wounds - that was always a pain to sort out. Of course, some of the smaller cuts had sealed the tiny shards inside...that would be irritating to sort out since they would be at such awkward angles.
Ungh. *plink* Eeee... *plink* Ow *plink* Ah! Ah! *plink*
Leather was now officially required clothing for the Abattoir.
Looking at himself in the mirror, he'd managed to avoid any facial damage. That was good - a broken nose for a ball would have sucked. Hopefully the ribs wouldn't inhibit him too much at the event. Staring at the mass of scars on his stomach, he was glad that he didn't have to worry about further scarring. He scarred white, so it was always noticeable. And he had more than enough already. Still baffled at how Ginnie didn't seem to mind them, he continued his task.
*plink* *plink* Ow! *plink*
((ooc: plinking sound are sizable glass shards in the sink))
Ginnie
18 years ago
Alec Devereaux
18 years ago
Gasping sibilantly, Alec relaxed his body on top of hers. Making sure that her wound had closed, he moved his lips away, watching the bruise fade quickly away. Feeling her kisses, he ran his hands through her hair and returned the kisses. Turning the world down to regular, he sighed.
Wow.
Disengaging their bodies, he rolled onto her good side, close to her body. Idly teasing her nipple, he smiled.
Mmmm....je l'...ah...you're very good to me. Thank you.
Snuggling in close, he said
And see? I'm learning.
Wow.
Disengaging their bodies, he rolled onto her good side, close to her body. Idly teasing her nipple, he smiled.
Mmmm....je l'...ah...you're very good to me. Thank you.
Snuggling in close, he said
And see? I'm learning.
Ginnie
18 years ago
She wrapped her arm and leg around him, and snuggled close breathing deeply.
"Wow, just about sums it up."
She chuckled softly, running her fingers lightly through his hair. "Yes you are. But I do like it when you whisper french in my ear, while you do delicious things to my body."
She kissed him softly and sighed. "I could lay here all night and do that over and over, but we should get up and get ready to go."
"Wow, just about sums it up."
She chuckled softly, running her fingers lightly through his hair. "Yes you are. But I do like it when you whisper french in my ear, while you do delicious things to my body."
She kissed him softly and sighed. "I could lay here all night and do that over and over, but we should get up and get ready to go."
Alec Devereaux
18 years ago
Sighing sadly, Alec sat up on the bed.
Ok...I'll get dressed up for casing the mayor's house...I mean...attending the mayor's lovely function...as long as you let me wash your hair.
He figured it was worth a shot. It'd been months since he'd almost flooded their bathroom with the shampoo bubbles. And he'd seen her wash it many, many times since then. He felt like he had earned a rematch. Smiling he reached his arms out to help her up, watching her hair slide neatly into place behind her shoulders. Nice. Having her in his arms again, he was in no rush to get to the shower. Wrapping around her again, with a light kiss, he swayed in place with her for a moment before turning them both toward the shower, slipping around behind her, hands on her belly, waddling behind her.
Ok...I'll get dressed up for casing the mayor's house...I mean...attending the mayor's lovely function...as long as you let me wash your hair.
He figured it was worth a shot. It'd been months since he'd almost flooded their bathroom with the shampoo bubbles. And he'd seen her wash it many, many times since then. He felt like he had earned a rematch. Smiling he reached his arms out to help her up, watching her hair slide neatly into place behind her shoulders. Nice. Having her in his arms again, he was in no rush to get to the shower. Wrapping around her again, with a light kiss, he swayed in place with her for a moment before turning them both toward the shower, slipping around behind her, hands on her belly, waddling behind her.
Ginnie
18 years ago
She chuckled at him. "Ok, but if make us late because we had to call the plumbers, I'll never forgive you."
Laughing she leaned against him, as they goose-walked to the bathroom. His hand remained on her as she leaned forward and turned on the shower. Due to the miracle of technology, it was scalding hot with in moments. They climbed in together and Ginnie picked up her poof-thing and poured a small amount of cucumber melon scented soap in the center of it.
Laughing she leaned against him, as they goose-walked to the bathroom. His hand remained on her as she leaned forward and turned on the shower. Due to the miracle of technology, it was scalding hot with in moments. They climbed in together and Ginnie picked up her poof-thing and poured a small amount of cucumber melon scented soap in the center of it.
Alec Devereaux
18 years ago
Smiling, he pinched her lightly on the rear.
Hey, its me! What could possibly go wrong?
Stepping into the shower behind her, he glared at the row of bottles. They would feel the bitter pangs of defeat this night. Grabbing the third bottle in as Ginnie wet her hair, Alec wondered why she kept it the third in, since it was the first that she used. There was possibly some feminine code at work here - he'd have to think about it more later. For now, he poured a small pool into his hand.
It seemed, even now, knowing the mistake of before, like such a small bit. Scowling at the shampoo's continued attempts at deception, Alec stopped his pour at about the size of a fifty cent piece, perhaps slightly smaller.
"Nope...not fooling me twice, Mr. Shampoo."
Dabbing it onto her now wet hair at strategic intervals, Alec began massaging it in. This was the best part. Rubbing in easy circles, he asked
Now, I know how much and in what order to put all this on...but what exactly is this supposed to do, again, and why was the order important?
Grinning behind her, he wondered if she was worried at all about the goings on in her hair.
Hey, its me! What could possibly go wrong?
Stepping into the shower behind her, he glared at the row of bottles. They would feel the bitter pangs of defeat this night. Grabbing the third bottle in as Ginnie wet her hair, Alec wondered why she kept it the third in, since it was the first that she used. There was possibly some feminine code at work here - he'd have to think about it more later. For now, he poured a small pool into his hand.
It seemed, even now, knowing the mistake of before, like such a small bit. Scowling at the shampoo's continued attempts at deception, Alec stopped his pour at about the size of a fifty cent piece, perhaps slightly smaller.
"Nope...not fooling me twice, Mr. Shampoo."
Dabbing it onto her now wet hair at strategic intervals, Alec began massaging it in. This was the best part. Rubbing in easy circles, he asked
Now, I know how much and in what order to put all this on...but what exactly is this supposed to do, again, and why was the order important?
Grinning behind her, he wondered if she was worried at all about the goings on in her hair.
Ginnie
18 years ago
She gently rubbed the soap over her body as Alec played in her hair. It felt very strange for his hands to be doing what her's normally did, though it did feel really good. With her front done she hung the soapy poof up for him to scrub her back with later and contemplated his question.
"Well the one you're using now is just plain ol' shampoo. It just washes out the dirt and oil. The one we use next is a deep conditioner, and that keeps everything nice and shiny and the last one helps keep the curls from frizzing. It's a nice little leave in thing, that is supposed to go on damp hair, but I like to put it on while my hair is still being assaulted with steam so that it penetrates a bit better, and then when we get out I'll but in a light moose that keeps the curls in check. Now we do it in that order, because if we don't then we'll screw up Ginnie's hair. M-kay, pumpkin?"
As she chuckled they moved under the steaming spray and Alec helped the suds leave her hair.
"Well the one you're using now is just plain ol' shampoo. It just washes out the dirt and oil. The one we use next is a deep conditioner, and that keeps everything nice and shiny and the last one helps keep the curls from frizzing. It's a nice little leave in thing, that is supposed to go on damp hair, but I like to put it on while my hair is still being assaulted with steam so that it penetrates a bit better, and then when we get out I'll but in a light moose that keeps the curls in check. Now we do it in that order, because if we don't then we'll screw up Ginnie's hair. M-kay, pumpkin?"
As she chuckled they moved under the steaming spray and Alec helped the suds leave her hair.
Alec Devereaux
18 years ago
Chuckling, he kept his mouth shut. He knew that if he'd said what he was going to, that he didn't see how screwing her hair up was possible when it looked good even with blood and gun oil in it that it could come off as flippant. Besides, shampoo was kind of fun. Wondering how many years would have gone by before discovering shampoo if he'd stayed in New Orleans, Alec began to rinse phase one from her hair. Glancing down, he smirked.
See? No bubble apocalypse this time. The sham is done, onto the con.
Grabbing the next bottle, he poured what felt like a miniscule amount into his hand. It always, always, always seemed like too little. Starting the process over, he began rubbing the conditioner in. Alec didn't like the feel of conditioner on his hands as much as the shampoo, but he'd never been able to figure out why. Shrugging mentally, he continued to prepare her hair.
So does the Mayor do this kind of thing often, or no?
See? No bubble apocalypse this time. The sham is done, onto the con.
Grabbing the next bottle, he poured what felt like a miniscule amount into his hand. It always, always, always seemed like too little. Starting the process over, he began rubbing the conditioner in. Alec didn't like the feel of conditioner on his hands as much as the shampoo, but he'd never been able to figure out why. Shrugging mentally, he continued to prepare her hair.
So does the Mayor do this kind of thing often, or no?
Ginnie
18 years ago
"Always, the sham and then the con and never the other way 'round." Ginnie chuckled at her "Suess-ism." She wasn't a big fan of conditioner, she'd stopped using it once and she could tell the difference, it felt like slime in her hair and hands. She leaned against Alec as he worked through her locks and smiled at his question.
"I don't recall. I usually just toss the invites out and keep working. Halloween was my first foray into the social world, and look what that got me."
Her laughter was close-mouthed as Alec gently pushed her under the water to rinse the conditioner from her hair. She picked up the frizz controller and squirted a good sized amount of white foam into his hand, if she had to compare it to something she'd say gold ball sized. It was a lot of foam.
"I don't recall. I usually just toss the invites out and keep working. Halloween was my first foray into the social world, and look what that got me."
Her laughter was close-mouthed as Alec gently pushed her under the water to rinse the conditioner from her hair. She picked up the frizz controller and squirted a good sized amount of white foam into his hand, if she had to compare it to something she'd say gold ball sized. It was a lot of foam.
Alec Devereaux
18 years ago
Well, I'll be on the lookout for any clumsy men looking to dance and shoot them in the face. At least it is easy to spot my competition.
Looking at the ball of foam in his hand, he chuckled. There probably wasn't any fate involved in this whole thing, but sometimes it sure seemed like it. Dabbing the ball around her head until it vanished, he then ran his fingers lightly through her moist hair.
Why didn't you go out before, and why did you choose the Halloween one?
Looking at the ball of foam in his hand, he chuckled. There probably wasn't any fate involved in this whole thing, but sometimes it sure seemed like it. Dabbing the ball around her head until it vanished, he then ran his fingers lightly through her moist hair.
Why didn't you go out before, and why did you choose the Halloween one?
Ginnie
18 years ago
"Never felt the desire. Why leave a perfectly good lab, just to drink crappy wine, eat crappy food, and talk to people you don't even know?"
Chuckling she handed him her poof and presented him her back, moving her over her shoulder so he could wash her shoulders.
"One of my techs was convinced that I needed to get out. It just wasn't natural to stay cooped up in a florescent room, with nothing but guns and nerds for company. So she helped me pick my costume and I went. It has been the only thing that poor girl has ever done right."
Chuckling she handed him her poof and presented him her back, moving her over her shoulder so he could wash her shoulders.
"One of my techs was convinced that I needed to get out. It just wasn't natural to stay cooped up in a florescent room, with nothing but guns and nerds for company. So she helped me pick my costume and I went. It has been the only thing that poor girl has ever done right."
Alec Devereaux
18 years ago
Laughing, Alec replied
Well, maybe she had to save it all up for one good go in order to pull my magnificence out of the hands of fate for you. Remind me to send her a card or something since I still wouldn't have discovered shampoo and conditioner and loofas and salt rubs and whatnot if it weren't for her. Oh, and your loveliness, too.
Taking the poofamathingie, he started rubbing lightly over her back. Realizing he'd not added soap, he did so, and tried again. Much better.
Seriously, though...do you ever think about how different things might be? It frightens me sometimes to think that I might have missed all of this just by choosing one different conversation, or you doing what you normally do, or by all of the random acts of probability that lined up just right...
Flipping a stray strand of wet hair from her neck with his nose, he kissed the spot it had covered, deciding to shut up since he wasn't quite sure where he was headed with that point.
Well. Anyway.
Running his hands over her back, he smiled. Luck. Luck was all that things amounted to, it seemed, and he was the Lady's son. Taking the poof and soaping it again, he quickly washed himself.
Well, maybe she had to save it all up for one good go in order to pull my magnificence out of the hands of fate for you. Remind me to send her a card or something since I still wouldn't have discovered shampoo and conditioner and loofas and salt rubs and whatnot if it weren't for her. Oh, and your loveliness, too.
Taking the poofamathingie, he started rubbing lightly over her back. Realizing he'd not added soap, he did so, and tried again. Much better.
Seriously, though...do you ever think about how different things might be? It frightens me sometimes to think that I might have missed all of this just by choosing one different conversation, or you doing what you normally do, or by all of the random acts of probability that lined up just right...
Flipping a stray strand of wet hair from her neck with his nose, he kissed the spot it had covered, deciding to shut up since he wasn't quite sure where he was headed with that point.
Well. Anyway.
Running his hands over her back, he smiled. Luck. Luck was all that things amounted to, it seemed, and he was the Lady's son. Taking the poof and soaping it again, he quickly washed himself.
Ginnie
18 years ago
Ginnie rinsed her body a final time and switched places with Alec. She watched as he bathed quickly, and methodically. She knew his blast of clod water was coming soon, so she kissed him gently on the lips and stepped from the tub into the steamy air of the bathroom. She pulled her plush towel from the rack and began to dry as the shower noise changed. Chuckling, as she bent over, flipping her hair forward and began to rub and the hopelessly curly locks. She had yet to and did not think she would ever understand why Alec shocked his skin like that. That sort of tightness would drive her crazy. She stood flipping her hair back over her head to land with a wet slap on her back, as Alec opened the shower curtain.
Alec Devereaux
18 years ago
Having woken himself to the world again, Alec stepped out, ice water dripping off of his body. Quickly toweling off his hair, he savored the coolnesss on his skin for a few extra moments before it began to warm. Stretching a bit, he toweled off, watching Ginnie go through her involved preening that required some things that looked like they originated from the mind of a deranged dentist. She seemed to enjoy them, and they didn't actually hurt, they just looked scary.
Deciding that the Mayor's big night might actually warrant a comb through, Alec grabbed the comb and ran it through his hair four times. Thirty seconds later, it was back to normal...luckily he didn't have bad hair, because there really wasn't much he could do with it short of plaster or wigs due to its independent streak.
Watching Ginnie get put together, Alec almost began to walk into the wall, but caught himself. Shaking his head, he moved through the doorway to finish air drying on the bed.
Deciding that the Mayor's big night might actually warrant a comb through, Alec grabbed the comb and ran it through his hair four times. Thirty seconds later, it was back to normal...luckily he didn't have bad hair, because there really wasn't much he could do with it short of plaster or wigs due to its independent streak.
Watching Ginnie get put together, Alec almost began to walk into the wall, but caught himself. Shaking his head, he moved through the doorway to finish air drying on the bed.
Ginnie
18 years ago
Ginnie dried her hair with this lovely attachment called a diffuser and then put all kinds of goop into the slightly damp locks. Working with it for a few minutes and she had it falling into finger thing ringlets. She reached into a drawer and pulled out a small black box, inside were about thirty hair pins with ruby flowers on the ends. With them she pinned her hair on top of her head into a pile leaving several small curls to frame her face and neck. So that when the light hit her hair just right, it had little red sparkles all through it.
She then put a tiny bit of concealer under her eyes as donating to Alec had left her with just a little bit of an under-eye circle. She then put a gradient of browns on her lids, lined them with a deep mahogany, and put a similar shade on her lashes. Her cheeks were graced with a light bronze shimmer and the rest of her face was given a light layer of loose powder. Her lips were lined and slicked with a golden copper. Ginnie smiled into the mirror and left the bathroom.
She pulled on panties the same shade as her lipstick, then pulled on a pair of pantyhose. With Alec's help, got herself into her dress. She had opted not to wear the neck piece that came with the dress and instead put a small gold chain with a silver dollar around her neck. Then put her feet into a pair of golden strappy heels.
As Alec finished dressing, she began to put a few things into her golden evening bag.
"Ready when you are, love."
She then put a tiny bit of concealer under her eyes as donating to Alec had left her with just a little bit of an under-eye circle. She then put a gradient of browns on her lids, lined them with a deep mahogany, and put a similar shade on her lashes. Her cheeks were graced with a light bronze shimmer and the rest of her face was given a light layer of loose powder. Her lips were lined and slicked with a golden copper. Ginnie smiled into the mirror and left the bathroom.
She pulled on panties the same shade as her lipstick, then pulled on a pair of pantyhose. With Alec's help, got herself into her dress. She had opted not to wear the neck piece that came with the dress and instead put a small gold chain with a silver dollar around her neck. Then put her feet into a pair of golden strappy heels.
As Alec finished dressing, she began to put a few things into her golden evening bag.
"Ready when you are, love."
Alec Devereaux
18 years ago
Quickly dressing himself, Alec left the tie and cummerbund off to the side while he helped Ginnie with her clasps. He was amazed at the amount of labor she was willing to put in with all of the little hair tricks and tinkerings, but the overall effect was gorgeous in multiple means of viewing - the color was lovely, as was the design, as was the framing affect and the slight movements that continued across her form when she moved. Amazing that human designers could instinctually conjure effects pleasing beyond their own senses. Helping with the final negotiations, he leaned in and kissed her neck. Stepping away, he finished his own preparations, nearly forgetting the bund (what the hell was that thing supposed to be or do, anyway?) and shook his head when he turned to see the overall effect. A bit sadly, he asked
I don't get to tear that one off of you, do I? You look absolutely radiant, love.
Looking around briefly, he asked
Are we forgetting anything?
I don't get to tear that one off of you, do I? You look absolutely radiant, love.
Looking around briefly, he asked
Are we forgetting anything?
Ginnie
18 years ago
She gave him a mischievous little smile. "I might let you when we get home. If you're a good boy."
Chuckling she pulled a brown ankle length sable from its protective garment bag and handed it to Alec to help her into.
"No, the invitation is in my purse, so I'm ready to go. We're taking a taxi, so we don't need keys or anything."
They left their apartment and made their was out into the upper floors and then into the derelict slaughter house. There a yellow taxi stood waiting for them. Alec held the door for her. Safely inside they made their way to the Mayor's home.
((ooc Alec and Ginnie out, lock up please))
Chuckling she pulled a brown ankle length sable from its protective garment bag and handed it to Alec to help her into.
"No, the invitation is in my purse, so I'm ready to go. We're taking a taxi, so we don't need keys or anything."
They left their apartment and made their was out into the upper floors and then into the derelict slaughter house. There a yellow taxi stood waiting for them. Alec held the door for her. Safely inside they made their way to the Mayor's home.
((ooc Alec and Ginnie out, lock up please))