Patience Kowalski (eternalpatience) wrote in btvsal, @ 2011-03-03 04:22:00 |
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Current mood: | excited |
Entry tags: | devon salvatore, patience kowalski, place: la |
Living a Little
Who: Devon and Patience
Where: Avarice
When: Night Time, March 3
"Damn girl, and here I thought you moved good in bed." Devon remarked a bit breathless, and with a grin, as she made her way with Patience off the dance floor back to their table. And while Devon had enjoyed the dance with her new 'friend', she was sure anyone who may have witnessed it wouldn't have thought of it as a dance, but rather an act of indecent exposure.
"I! … am like an onion," Patience declared with her trademark wicked grin as she followed Devon to their table. "I've got many layers," she leaned over to purr into Devon's ear, "and if you're lucky, I'll show you more once we get to know each other a little better." Ever since her 'discussion' with Lilly, Patience had decided something. She basically left L.A. to fix herself... and when she came back, no one liked who she was. Well, you know what? FUCK them and FUCK trying to be so good all the damn time. It clearly didn't do anything for her.
As if to prove that she was getting back to her old roots, she'd called Devon up and asked her out to drink and basically have a good time. The redhead was currently wearing something that looked like a bastardized version of Alice in Wonderland's tea party dress, all black and red and devilishly sexy in stockings and heels, ruby red lipstick and matching red nails, as well as heavy black eyeshadow. That's right. The bitch was BACK.
"Somehow I think I'm going to enjoy peeling off those layers." Devon grinned mischievously as she moved to block Patience's path just as the pair reached the table. "Gonna enjoy it very much." And then with a slip of an arm arm the other woman's waist, Devon drew the red head in for a passion rich kiss. Devon definitely didn't have any difficulties in showing any type of affection in public.
Patience had always been ballsy herself, so of course she didn't mind the PDA... in fact, she considered it a huge turn on. She moaned lightly and hooked her arms around Devon's neck, not quite willing to part from her just yet. This? This was what she needed. Something sexy, fun and most of all? Uncomplicated and lacking melodrama. She'd had enough recently, thank you very much.
"Oh yes," Devon breathed out with a slow draw back from the other woman, "definitely going to enjoy getting to know you better. Immensely." She ended with a Cheshire grin before turning to take those last couple steps to their table. A hand smoothed over her skirt before Devon resettled in at their table.
"Mm, you're not the only one," Patience purred as she settled in a seat opposite Devon, crossing one leg demurely over the other. She ordered a drink from a passing waitress ("just a beer tonight, thanks") and let Devon order as well before setting an elbow on the table and her chin on her open palm. "I guess this is the part where we actually do the talking and build up the desire to fuck each other, huh?"
"Sweetie, I could take you home right now and fuck the daylights out of that sexy bod of yours to the sound of you screaming out my name." Devon relayed after ordering herself a vodka and OJ. The way Patience had danced with her and kissed had already stirred the desires within her. No talking was really necessary to accomplish that.
"Anyone ever tell you that you've got a way with words?" Patience chuckled. Not that that particularly bothered her, mind you. Actually, there were few things that did bother Patience. She grinned and leaned across the table to kiss Devon again, putting a lot of heat and passion into one simple action. "But yes, the whole fucking and screaming thing I can definitely get behind."
"A lot, though not necessarily in a nice way." Devon chuckled lightly. And that was one of the attractions about Patience. The woman didn't seem to be bothered by Devon's bluntness. She was a woman who didn't feel compelled to hold things back and generally went with speaking her mind on most occasions. Devon mm'd into the kiss when Patience's lips connected with her own. "I think one drink is all I'll be able to handle tonight." Especially now that the two women were on the same wavelength. Sex with Patience clearly outweighed Devon's desire to get wasted on alcoholic beverages.
Speaking of... the waitress returned with their drinks and Patience made sure to pay for them and tip the girl (who, hilariously enough, Patience thought looked like a cheerleader more than a metal head), before taking a quick swig of her beer. "I could probably manage half of one..." she admitted. Clearly the attraction wasn't one sided, hm? Patience lightly trailed one of her ankles against Devon's, actually showing some subtlety there.
Devon took her drink as she felt the rub against her ankle. And rather then sip the mixed drink, the dark haired woman guzzled the whole think down in practically one swallow. "I am so totally ready to shed this place." She proclaimed with a lustful glint in her eyes setting her now empty glass back down on the table. The attraction between the two women was definitely mutual and Devon wasn't about to waste a moment more just sitting there when she could be on her way to getting Patience out of that cute little outfit the red head was wearing.
"You read my mind." Patience giggled(!) and took a hearty swig of her beer before setting it back down on the table loudly. "My place or yours?" She purred, eying Devon hungrily as she stood up. My, they didn't waste time, did they? Then again, when you knew what you wanted? Why waste time? "I guess what I should ask is... do you want the home court advantage?" Yes, a basketball analogy. Ash would be so proud. The redhead stood and started to head toward the exit, deciding that they can walk and talk.
"Oh Baby, definitely the home court advantage." Devon winked. Easing back the chair to stand, Devon was soon following the trail started by Patience. "I've got this set of red, fuzzy handcuffs I'm just dying to try out on someone."
Patience raised an eyebrow as they walked out, barely suppressing the happy 'eek!' that dared to try to escape her lips. It had been far too long since she'd been dominated, clearly. "I love the sound of that," she purred, stopping only briefly to nip at Devon's lip. It seemed like the night was just starting for them, hm?
"And I'm going to love the sounds you start making when I finally get you naked and between the sheets." Devon purred against the softness of the red head's lips before giving a kiss that was just a sampling of what was yet to come. The night, indeed, was only just beginning for the two women.