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Tweak says, "omg i love eggs."

felineofaveb (felineofaveb) wrote,
@ 2008-01-04 14:38:00

Entry tags:

alt!verse, backstory

This diva needs her stage, baby let's have fun...
December 29, 1989, Cat Scratch Club, NYC, later that night...

Warning: Adult content.

They ate quickly, sitting close together at the table ignoring everyone else. Mimi couldn't stop thinking of the promise he'd made her, the handcuffs in his pocket... And every time their eyes met, she knew he was, too.

After stopping to buy a couple of grammes, they made their way back to the Club. Mimi let them in with the key, and then turned around to pull him into a kiss.

From here on in, it was his call. She was his, for whatever he wanted.

She was so turned on.

Note: onesongglory here is Alt!Roger.

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ex_onesonggl717
2008-01-06 03:37 pm UTC (link)

The food had been welcome, the couple of grams they'd managed to scrape the money to buy even more so. But now Roger had more on his mind. They were just inside the door when she pulled him into a kiss and he smirked against her lips allowing the kiss to last long enough to get her all hot and bothered before pulling away.

He walked calmly to the stage, fixing one end of the handcuffs to the railing and holding out a hand to Mimi.

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	felineofaveb 2008-01-06 07:49 pm UTC (link)
	The kiss actually made her toes curl. It scared her a little, what he could do to her already, after just a few days. They made their way to the stage, and her breath caught when he pulled out the cuffs. She was still wearing her coat and hat, and walked over to him slowly, eyes locked with his. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

ex_onesonggl717
2008-01-07 11:27 pm UTC (link)

Roger took her hand and led her to the stairs leading to the little balcony where she started her dance.

The handcuffs hung from a rail and he indicated she should stop where she was standing a step down from her eyes still locked to hers.

He took the hat from her head and nodded for her to turn around so he could remove the coat. Leaving her in her work clothes. His hands ran over her body, every curve, along her breasts, her back, cupping her ass.

And he stood back.

"Strip for me" he said with a slight knowing smile, his eyes not having once left hers.

	ex_onesonggl717 2008-01-25 04:56 pm UTC (link)
	She couldn't help it, he knew that, he thought, loving the pressure of her around his fingers. The coldness a definite contrast to her warmth. Her hips bucked up and he moved his mouth to lightly graze against her nipple as she moaned his name, deft flicks of his tounge and an ice cube in his hand enough to get him hard and ready for her. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ex_onesonggl717 2008-02-04 12:41 am UTC (link)
	It was becoming cruel. But in kind of a good way, He loved watching her, knowing that every moan, every single time she whispered his name, it was because she wanted him. He manuvered her free hand to the buckle of his jeans and leaned up again to kiss her. He'd give her release soon. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ex_onesonggl717 2008-02-04 01:24 am UTC (link)
	She'd begged him, and it only sucseeded in making him want to be inside her more. "Say that again" he growled, poised ready to enter her, his eyes trailing over her body, come to bed eyes, if she hadn't been already sprawled ready and wanting before him. "Tell me you want it" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ex_onesonggl717 2008-02-05 12:01 am UTC (link)
	He bit the wrapper with practiced ease and slid the condom on, not content to waste another second. Her voice as she'd begged him. Her words, her moans. "Mimi" he growled and pushed into her. She wanted him to make her scream. He could do that, he found a rhythm, hands running through her hair. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)