WHO: Peitho & Hephaestus. WHEN: Thursday night WHERE: Hephaestus' apartment WHAT: Getting some art from the bestest blacksmith ever. WARNINGS: sex.
The plan was to have something amazing made to reveal to Hermes as a anniversary present of sorts. They didn't really have a true anniversary, but she did enjoy to give him gifts, especially if they led to sex.
So tonight she made her way to Hephaestus apartment and knocked on the door, unbuttoning her coat she she did so. When he opened it she smiled and entered, dropping off the coat to leave her just in her crimson lingerie and heels. "How would you like to do this?" she asked.
Hephaestus let Peitho inside, not at all surprised as she shed her coat. If it had been anyone else but her, he might have been thrown for a loop. But he was comfortable around her, and only quirked his mouth without comment.
"Let me get my measuring tape," he said, picking it up off the counter, along with a few sketches that he'd started.
"There's something like this," he said, showing her the first drawing. "Or this, more along the lines of armor, as you first said. And this one is based off a popular design I found on the internet. Just tell me what you'd like."
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[info]formortalhearts 2010-12-16 07:04 am UTC (link) DeleteFreezeScreenTrack This Select Peitho looked over the pages. "Hmm, I like the third design but I have something similar. But something that combines the shape of that but with more metal. I want something deadly." She smirked at Hephaestus as she let him measure her curves for his work.
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[info]godoftheforge 2010-12-16 07:22 am UTC (link) DeleteFreezeScreenTrack This Select "I can use the same shape, perhaps with a leather frame so you'd be fairly comfortable, but everything else is metal," Hephaestus replied, jotting a few notes on the page. "If that would work for you."
He wrapped the tape around her waist, pulling the long end until it met where he'd placed it on her skin, and he wrote the number down. "Raise your arms, please," he said, and measured her bust. He was already calculating how many materials he'd need, and he was pretty sure he had enough already on hand.
"Is it impolite of me to ask where you might be wearing this?" he asked, making conversation as he double checked her numbers.
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[info]formortalhearts 2010-12-16 07:27 am UTC (link) DeleteFreezeScreenTrack This Select "Yes," Peitho purred with a smile. "That sounds delightful."
She let the smith measure and instruct her, enjoying his hands on her skin even if it was all supposed to be somewhat professional.
"The where I can't be sure of," Peitho said thoughtfully, "but it's something for Hermes. A little anniversary gift one might say. So I suppose I'll wear it where-ever he wants me to. Oh," she said as though this reminded her of something. "Make a matching collar to go with it."
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[info]godoftheforge 2010-12-16 07:40 am UTC (link) DeleteFreezeScreenTrack This Select "I'm glad," Hephaestus replied, circling the design and setting it aside.
"Well I hope you both approve of it once it's finished," he said. "This is the first time I've made something like this in quite a long time, but hopefully it will serve."
"I can certainly do that. Would you like it in metal as well, or leather?" he asked. He found a piece of string to measure her neck with, the tape worked well everywhere else, but for smaller areas like the neck, measuring a string worked better. "Be sure and tell me if it's too tight."
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[info]formortalhearts 2010-12-16 07:45 am UTC (link) DeleteFreezeScreenTrack This Select "Leather is a little softer on the skin, but make sure it looks like it fits with the corset." He measured her neck and at his mention of it being tight she smiled deviously. "I like it tight," she told him, running her tongue slowly alone her bottom lip.
Peitho's hand had slipped down to stroke his inner thigh.
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[info]godoftheforge 2010-12-16 09:49 am UTC (link) DeleteFreezeScreenTrack This Select "I can use leather next to the skin, and metal accents all the way around," he said. "Hopefully everything will tie together nicely."
He smiled. "That may be, but you still need to breathe. Rest assured, I will make it as snug as I can."
It was hard to be professional when a beautiful woman was stroking your leg. Though he suspected that was her intention in the first place. He'd been opening his mouth to speak, but for the life of him, he couldn't remember what he'd been about to say.
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[info]formortalhearts 2010-12-16 09:51 am UTC (link) DeleteFreezeScreenTrack This Select "Why don't you sit down and sketch me some things?" Peitho said, innocently removing her hand. (At least, as innocent as Peitho was capable of.) "And I'll bring us some wine, if you have some?"
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[info]godoftheforge 2010-12-17 05:34 am UTC (link) DeleteFreezeScreenTrack This Select "Of course," Hephaestus replied, watching her hand as it left his leg. "I'll start designing the collar."
"There should be a bottle in the refrigerator," he said, retrieving a pair of glasses from the cupboard. His head was divided between 'new project' and 'beautiful woman in my apartment drinking wine with me'. If there was a downside to this evening, he had yet to see it.
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[info]formortalhearts 2010-12-17 05:48 am UTC (link) DeleteFreezeScreenTrack This Select Peitho made her way to the kitchen to get the wine and two glasses. She'd already decided that despite her lack of attire she was keeping the high heels on. There was just something so alluring about a woman in sexy lingerie and stilettos. Peitho herself had fallen for that combination enough times herself.
She poured the wine and brought it in to Hephaestus where he was working on her sketches and took a sip before putting both glasses down. There she slipped to her knees in front of him. "You just keep working on that collar," she told him, unzipping his fly.
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[info]godoftheforge 2010-12-18 06:39 am UTC (link) DeleteFreezeScreenTrack This Select Hephaestus had barely settled into his work before Peitho was on her knees in front of him. Forget rational thought, it was like someone had had completely switched off his brain.
"I could move to the sofa, it might be more comfortable for us both, he suggested.
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[info]formortalhearts 2010-12-18 06:43 am UTC (link) DeleteFreezeScreenTrack This Select Peitho looked up at him, her fingers pausing. "Won't that distract you from your work?" she asked, the very image of wide-eyed innocence.
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[info]godoftheforge 2010-12-18 06:55 am UTC (link) DeleteFreezeScreenTrack This Select "It could be an exercise in multi-tasking," he said with a completely straight face, but his eyes were sparkling. There were very few people who could draw this side of him out of its shell, but now that it had shown through, he decided to enjoy it.
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[info]formortalhearts 2010-12-18 07:30 am UTC (link) DeleteFreezeScreenTrack This Select "I thought men couldn't multi-task?" Peitho teased, but she yanked him by the trousers to stand up, still on her knees. Couch worked for her, if she could resist until all that way. It was miles and miles and Peitho was not exactly patient, something demonstrated by the fact that her fingers were already lightly stroking the bulge in his trousers.