Freyja (beautifulfreyja) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2009-03-09 18:29:00 |
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Entry tags: | freyja, heracles |
Who: Freyja and Heracles
Where: Restaurant, then a hotel presumably
When: Eight, monday evening
Rating/Warnings: Teh sex, of course.
Freyja had been looking forward to going out that evening. She had told Odr that she would be out and not to wait up for her. After all, her date was a little later than she would have liked. But she catered to the men who wanted her. If Heracles had wanted to meet at midnight she would have found the time. But hopefully, that would be when she came home. Of course, she expected nothing more than a rather moody Odr wondering where she had been despite her telling him she was going out. She hadn’t lied to him. She was going out… she just didn’t tell him where or that it was with a Greek hunk.
She had left, wearing a sparkly t-shirt and jeans. Of course, she wouldn’t be going out in that. No, she had other plans. Before her date she had taken the liberty of going into the city to look for the perfect dress for that evening. And she had found it. Her usual cleaners were very quick to have it cleaned before its first use; she never wore new clothes without washing them first.
She had given Heracles the address to the hotel she usually frequented on such a night, or when the opportunity arose. She wasn’t about to give him, or anyone else outside of her tight circle of trusted Norsemen, her address. Besides, living in Maine had its downfall when a date wanted to pick her up. Nope, she usually had them pick her up here.
Wearing the very cute pink dress she had found that day, she checked herself in the mirror that hung on the door. Her hair had been pulled up and her makeup done. In her eyes, she couldn’t have looked any better. But then again, what else would you expect from Freyja? She was very vain, and she knew she was beautiful. She worked that to her advantage.
Turning to look at the time, she saw that she had five minutes. That would give her enough time to put her lipstick on, stick it in her small handbag and head downstairs. Just as she stepped out the door she saw a limo pulling up.