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fond_affections (fond_affections) wrote in bellumlogs,
@ 2010-02-25 11:44:00

Vodka. Enough Said.
Who: Ed and KiKi
When: After this
Where: Starting out at 1107
What: Vodka for starters...
Warnings: See "what" above and speculate. Will update as needed.

The inside of 1107 hadn't changed noticeably. At least the changes wouldn't be noticeable to anyone who wasn't paying close attention. Little masculine touches had begun to pop up--a cigar box (that held cuff links, gold-plated fountain pens, and silver-plated lighters, but no cigars), a chess set on a newly arrived side table, old leather bound books piled haphazardly around, coasters and ashtrays scattered about to make drink placement and responsible ashing easy. It was a much more welcoming space all in all.

And Ed was preparing to welcome his date for the evening with all the casual charm of the man he was used to being. There were no candles, no flowers, nothing that spoke of trite seduction scenes or romantic interludes. The quiet absence of any expectation rendered the entire space unreadable--and all the more playfully obvious at the same time.

He had no idea what to expect from the delightfully intoxicated woman with whom he had a date for the evening. But the bar was stocked with several different kinds of top-end vodka (including some of the flavored varieties that Ed had never tried himself but was loathe to reject out of hand) and the ingredients for at least 5 different kinds of martinis.

Ed seemed endlessly patient as he stood sipping a simple vodka martini as he waited for his date to arrive. Only the half-smile on his face gave away his anticipation.

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fond_affections
2010-03-04 05:57 am UTC (link)

He leaned back as well a calm, confident look on his face. A raised eyebrow indicated what he thought about the suggestion that he might have reason to be worried about her request. "Well, I can only do my best.... but unless you were forgetting, if you didn't have rich tastes we wouldn't be here now, would we?" he replied. A reminder that Jean Georges had been on his short list of restaurants. He might not be quite as rich as some of the old NY families his finances ran deep. It would take even a girl like KiKi a while to run through his liquid resources.

Secure in his assessment of things, he waited for her answer.

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lily_like_girl
2010-03-04 05:41 pm UTC (link)

"You have to promise not to say 'no' tonight, no matter what." She still held his chin and she leaned close again, her lips nearly touching his. It was delicious, feeling his warmth against her bare skin, the hint of his cologne luring her closer... She gave in then and kissed him, almost chastely, before grinning against his mouth. "I want champagne first, then just enough food so I don't get too tipsy too fast. Then you have to take me a club. I want to show off..."

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fond_affections
2010-03-04 06:51 pm UTC (link)

"What reason could I possibly have to say no to you...?" he purred softly into the space just before she let her lips brush his. Then he laughed softly as his mind ran through the possibilities. "I have lawyers on retainer and a passport in case we need to flee the country. I think my bases are covered--so we will definitely create situations for you to show off..." he was matter-of-fact about it all. "We'll have them bring another bottle of champagne right away. And I suggest we get the dinner tasting menu--even if we only stay for the first course..." he moved quickly into getting her what she wanted, showing no doubt at all the he could get her what she wanted.

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lily_like_girl
2010-03-04 07:25 pm UTC (link)

She practically purred with happiness and she curled up close to him, no longer playing at aloofness. "Order for me," she commanded, imperious, and then she arranged his arm around her. There would be no doubt to anyone that this was no friendly dinner. Sliding her own arm half around his shoulder, she played with his hair, gently ruffling her fingers through it, possessive. "Now, tell me about these infamous seductions of yours. Did you have a favorite? Did you intend to be disreputable? Are you ever sincere?" She was grinning, softening some of the sting of her questions.

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fond_affections
2010-03-04 07:49 pm UTC (link)

He shifted closer to her yet again, permitting her familiarly possessive touch with a laugh--she touched him the way she might have petted a friendly dog that was being well-behaved.

Waving the discretely attentive waiter over, he ignored the menus. "The lady would like to experience the best that Jean Georges has to offer. Would you bring us a few things from the tasting menu that might tempt her palate?" As the waiter nodded and walked away, Ed re-filled their champagne glasses before answering her questions.

He reached up with his left hand--the injury making the fingers only slightly less nimble than they should be--and played with a few strands of soft blond hair as it brushed her neck. "I am always sincere in the moment, but I'm afraid my sincerity wanes along with my interest and my freedom. When a woman becomes too familiar or begins to feel too comfortable, I start to feel the lure of other pleasures. And since I am almost infinitely selfish--I'm afraid I don't make much effort to resist those pleasures. This, of course, makes me a despicable person--at least according to some of our neighbors..." he said with a half-smirk, remembering heated conversations with Ella and Rosalie. "I'm afraid I've done a great deal of damage to different women in the past..." this comment wasn't a boast, it was a statement of fact. He wanted to this woman to know what she was getting into in advance--at least then no one could accuse him of taken advantage, right?

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lily_like_girl
2010-03-04 08:15 pm UTC (link)

She didn't doubt he was telling her the truth, and yet, Kiki could hardly concentrate on his words. His low rumble of a voice mixed with the gentle wave of inebriation that washed over her, and she just watched him with sleepy pleasure. A cat, again, curled up and possessive.

Finally, she shook her head a little, ducked her fingers just under Ed's collar, teasing his skin. "Why do our neighbors care what you do?" She paused then and grinned. "Did you seduce and abandon someone in our building?" She sounded nearly awed: it took great courage or great idiocy to shit in one's bed, so to speak.

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fond_affections
2010-03-04 08:24 pm UTC (link)

When she didn't draw back, but instead continued the possessive touching that he was sure had eyebrows raised all around them, Ed didn't know whether to whether to be amused or concerned. He sipped his champagne and held the glass aloft for to sip as well, since she had demanded champagne.

"Well, I seduced and abandoned a couple of them before we all ended up living at Bellum. And one of them seems to harbor a great deal of resentment toward me..." he shrugged. "You may get quite a few friendly lectures from concerned friends about my unsavory qualities as time goes by," he sounded amused at the thought.

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