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Gwenog Jones ([info]haveyoumet_) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-10-18 22:13:00

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Entry tags:character: allegra rosier, character: gwenog jones, status: complete

Dancing is a good time
Who: Gwenog Jones & Allegra Rosier

What: DANCING! (also snark and other things)

Where: Wingbeat

When: Sat 18th October

Rating: NSFW - language and sexual content.



Gwenog had had a lot of fun on her date with Emma, even if it had felt a bit like work at times the alcohol had seen to smoothing any work-like edges off and they'd had a lot of inappropriate laughs and talked plenty of Quidditch. Stopping in at Quickpulse had definitely jumped up to near the top of things she needed to do in her spare time.

For now though she wanted to dance. And none of the graceful stuff that ballet required, plus she was a little too tipsy to be bothered to drum up the necessary control. She wanted grinding and barely concealed lust while fully clothed. And maybe something else too if she could find someone fun.

She dressed for impact, lacing herself into an easily removable corset over a pair of white jeans and soon made it to Wingbeat and walked in like she owned it, it was almost the only way she ever walked.

She marched up to the bar and demanded more whiskey, this time of the fire variety.



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[info]haveyoumet_
2014-11-06 11:52 pm UTC (link)
Gwenog gave a satisfied, satiated noise as the woman moved and folded her arms behind her head to watch her dress, ankles crossing. She didn't care if she didn't want to stay, it saved her throwing her out in ten minutes or so when she was fed up of being lazy.

She watched her dress, lazily remembering what skin she'd touched, how her body had arched into the pressure. "Sure. No skin off my nose for you to leave, glad you had fun," she said. She shrugged in response to the question. She wasn't totally against repeats but she wasn't looking for more than a shag really. Too much like effort. "If you find me around," she said.

"Gonna tell me your name?" she asked, giving up on being entertained by the harness still attached to her and undoing the straps.

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[info]allegrarosier
2014-11-06 11:56 pm UTC (link)
It was a bit unfair. Gwenog was famous, and Allegra had known who she was right from the moment she'd barged up to the bar beside her. No introductions had been necessary.

"Allegra," she said finally. "Allegra Rosier."

Either that would mean something to the other woman, or it wouldn't, but Allegra didn't care. She was in post-sex mode, which for her meant getting the hell out of wherever she was. Either her partner had been female, and therefore the sex was an aberration in her mind, or they were a man and the sex had been mediocre at best. The only person she ever woke up beside was Gemma, and that was different.

"Bye," she said, stepping out to where they had appeared when they had arrived, and Apparating back to the her own house.

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[info]haveyoumet_
2014-11-07 02:47 pm UTC (link)
The name made Gwenog pause removing the harness straps from around her thighs. Rosier. She had a few memories attached to the name Rosier from her Hogwarts days, and more recently too. Before she could say anything else thought he woman had slipped out and could be heard Apparating away.

"Hope you enjoyed fucking the mudblood then," she muttered to the empty room. She mentally shrugged and went back to cleaning up. Perhaps not one to repeat then.

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