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prankstrinchief ([info]prankstrinchief) wrote in [info]pandorarpg,
@ 2011-12-28 20:06:00

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Entry tags:!status: complete, ^date: november 09 2003, character: alicia spinnet, character: george weasley

Who: Alicia Spinnet and George Weasley
What: Blowing off some steam for George, Work for Ally!
Where: Honeypot ;)
When: November 9, 11:30 PM
Rating: Well, it's at the Honeypot, so not worksafe!!



George had had a long week, and a long day on top of that. And Sunday was supposed to be his easy day. Even though it was technically his day off, he'd spent all afternoon at work after seeing Ally. More employees needing to take the day off meant he had to pick up the slack. He understood, but it was getting a bit old. He hadn't had a day off since the nightmares started, it seemed so many of his employees were afflicted by them. At least he wasn't, so he was capable of picking up the slack, but he was getting exhausted. Work had been crazy all day, he really couldn't bring himself to complain about good business, but he was going to have to hire some people who weren't suffering from the stuff going on, just so he could take a break. But, of course, that was why he'd ended up here tonight, after staying late after closing for restock. His run in with Ally and their serious conversation earlier had left him realizing just how lonely he was, and while this really wasn't a solution, it would tide him over for another week of this kind of hell work. So here he was, standing in front of the Honeypot strip club. He smiled a little, it had been a while since he'd walked into this specific building.

When he got inside, he looked around to see that there was a nice crowd formed already. That didn't surprise him, it was probably for the same reason his business had gotten so good lately, everyone needed a reprive from reality right about now. He headed to the bar and got a drink before turning his attention to the act currently taking place on the main stage. A leggy brunette was dancing, wearing a very sexy healer costume, he already started to feel better watching her. He picked up his drink and moved to a seat closer to the stage so he could enjoy the show fully. He sat down and cheered with the other blokes around him as she danced, waiting for her to disrobe.


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[info]prankstrinchief
2011-12-29 03:15 am UTC (link)
He did catch the meaning of her comment, and again wondered who she was, but realized that his shop and he weren't exactly secrets in the wizarding world. Most people recognized him, he was hard to miss, what with the Weasley red hair. "Yea, well, seems like everyone needs a little pick me up these days, even joke shop owners," he said, the smile falling a little, but he quickly put it back in place.

"Hm, maybe I will, though it's awful nice, you won't miss it will you?" He listened to her whipser and chuckled. "And what makes you think I'll be alone?" he asked.

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[info]spinrightround
2011-12-29 03:27 am UTC (link)
"Mmmm, so you'll be wanking to my lingerie in front of someone else? Kinky," she teased, exhaling the final word against his cheek before pulling back.

She took an index finger and slid it into his drink, then brought it to her lips. She luxuriously sucked the liquid away before finally letting it go with a pop.

"So, are you here just to watch the shows? Or had you hoped for a little more personal attention?"

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[info]prankstrinchief
2011-12-29 03:33 am UTC (link)
He laughed. "Why don't you come and find out?" he whispered back suggestively. He couldn't lie that she was turning him on terribly, but he also didn't want to be one of those losers that just fell under the spell without trying to fight back at all. He might be helpless to her, but he wasn't going to let her know that.

"You know, I'd be more than happy to get you a drink if you'd like," he said with a smile as she dipped her finger in his. He was quite enjoying this encounter, and her next question made him smirk even more. "Well, I hadn't made any plans one way or the other, besides showing up here that is. Why, did you have something in mind?"

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[info]spinrightround
2011-12-29 03:40 am UTC (link)
She had to hold back a giggle at his suggestion. Either he was genuinely trying to pick her up - which was simply doomed to fail, as the girls were there to work, not be romanced - or he was just playing, which in itself was amusing. She wouldn't be able to stay that long, as much of her money came from tips and lap-dances, but she could afford to entertain herself for a little while longer.

"Oh, I prefer to have my wits about me." She tilted her head coquettishly. "But if you like, I do offer private dances. Either out here, in front of all these men, or more discreetly in the booths to the side."

She honestly didn't expect him to take her up on it, especially when she added the last bit.

"For a price, of course."

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[info]prankstrinchief
2011-12-29 03:44 am UTC (link)
George grinned at her giggle. He wasn't really sure if he was serious or not, but he knew it wasn't going to happen either way, after all, this was her job, not some girl hanging out at a bar looking to get picked up. But it would be uncharacteristic of him not to at least try, he couldn't just not hit on her.

"Oh really?" he said in response to the dances. "Hm, you know I've always wondered what goes on behind those curtains. Wouldn't want to do anything out here, love, get the other gents too hot and bothered, there are other ladies here trying to keep their attention, wouldn't be fair if you stole all of it, would it?"

He glanced over at the booth, and thought what the hell. "You're on then, after you," he made a gentlemanly bow and motioned for her to lead the way.

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[info]spinrightround
2011-12-29 03:53 am UTC (link)
She felt a strange, nervous twinge in her stomach and briefly wondered if she could do this. She had never given a lap dance to a bloke she knew... though George was a rather fit bloke, not that it had ever mattered before.

She mentally shrugged to herself, thinking Why not?

She met the bartender's eyes, and he held up three fingers to indicate which booth she could use. She nodded and led George away, making certain to swivel her hips so that he could enjoy the view. That thought, of course, reminded her of their game of quidditch and the playful taunts thrown to each other across the pitch. She smiled fondly in rememberance as she opened the curtain of the small booth and held it open for George to enter.

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[info]prankstrinchief
2011-12-29 04:06 am UTC (link)
He thought for a moment that she hesitated, but a second later he was being led towards one of the booths. He decided he must have imagined it, a trick of the low lighting or something. Not that it mattered, as they were getting fairly close to being alone. He did enjoy the view as they made their way to the booth, and when the curtain fell behind them, he was amazed how the noise from the club immediately disappeared behind the curtain, and he imagined any noise in their booth wouldn't make it to the ears of the other patrons. He really shouldn't be surprised about that, but still, he hadn't ever been in one of these booths before.

He sat down on the padded leather bench at the back of the booth and looked up at her expectantly, fairly certain he was supposed to just sit and enjoy, not partake or participate. He knew the bouncers here employed a very strick no touching rule, he'd once seen a guy thrown out for just trying to touch, he didn't want to be the next guy to meet that end. So he just waited, excited, wondering what it was she would do.

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[info]spinrightround
2011-12-29 04:13 am UTC (link)
She touched a nearby knob and rhythmic music filled the room, but it wasn't very loud. The better to hear one-self speak.

"Now, you know the rules," she said playfully, stepping towards him with her hands on the sash of her robe. "You may not touch."

Again, she had that feeling of nerves, asking if she was really certain she wanted to do this. She argued with herself that she'd had no problem charging friends for a massage, and this shouldn't be that different. It's not like he knew that it was her, after all.

And, she only barely admitted to herself, he was quite charming when he wanted to be. And she still felt a little guilty for throwing him from his broom, and the things he'd said earlier. If she could make him feel better after all that, then who was she to tell him no?

After all, she felt she might enjoy it quite a bit herself. Perhaps too much.

She finally pulled apart the bow and allowed the satin to slide off her shoulders and onto the floor.

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[info]prankstrinchief
2011-12-29 04:28 am UTC (link)
George let out a disappointed sounding groan at the no touching rule, but smiled to let her know he was teasing. Otherwise he'd find himself on his ass on the sidewalk outside quickly enough. When the sash came undone and the satin fell to the floor, he was not in the least disappointed by what he saw. She was beautiful, really, quite fit, and curvy in all the right places.

"Well, you look amazing," he said honestly, letting his guard down for a second. He hardly noticed the music, focused soley on her, feeling rather upset that he wasn't allowed to touch, her skin looked rediculously soft and smooth, he wanted to run his hands along her, but he also didn't want to stop anything from happening, so he would behave himself.

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[info]spinrightround
2011-12-29 04:44 am UTC (link)
Her smile turned genuine at his compliment, and she couldn't resist reaching out to ruffle his ginger hair. "You're such a sweet boy," she said affectionately. "Now, just sit back, and enjoy..."

She lifted a leg to straddle his thighs and lowered herself on top of them, her every movement guided by the music. She slipped her arms over his shoulders and slowly lifted herself upward, allowing her breasts to rub against him on her way up. She breathed in sharply, then let it out long and slow against his temple.

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[info]prankstrinchief
2011-12-29 04:49 am UTC (link)
Something about the way she ruffled his hair, reminded him of someone... it was starting to drive him crazy how familiar this woman seemed, and yet what a stranger she was to him. It was going to drive him crazy until he figured out who she reminded him of. But he tried to push that thought to the back of his mind, which became exceedingly easy as she straddled him and dragged her breats across his chest. He inhaled deeply, reminding himself to keep his hands immoble, but the way she breathed on his temple was driving him crazy.

He was very quickly aroused by her closeness, and she smelled exquisit, he was rediculously turned on by her, and wished he had met her at an actual club where he would have been allowed to try and pick her up. Though it was quite possible that she wouldn't have given him the time of day in the real world, still, he could dream. He did know that he wasn't going to forget this anytime soon, and might have to come back again before long.

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[info]spinrightround
2011-12-29 05:03 am UTC (link)
As she rose up, she shifted her knees onto the bench on either side of him, allowing her to rise up and her breasts to brush either side of his face. She gently pushed on his shoulders so that he would lean back against the wall, and she looked down upon him.

"Enjoying the view?" she asked softly just before her eyes met his, her arms stretching upward to better show off her body.

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[info]prankstrinchief
2011-12-29 05:07 am UTC (link)
George was smiling as the skin of her breats caressed his cheeks, that was new, and something he could get very used to. He closed his eyes for just a moment before looking up at her face. Of course, once she made eye contact with him, it hit him. He knew exactly who she reminded him of, she had the same eyes as Alicia...

Of course, that thought was about as sobering as a bucket of ice water being dumped on his head. His jaw dropped a little as his mind whirled in confusion, and before he could stop himself and save both of them from a bit of embarassment, the word escaped him. "Alicia?" He actually in his surprise grabbed her hips and pulled her down onto his lap so that her face was level with his, and because he felt a little awkward suddenly having her breats in his face. "Alicia!?" he said again.

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[info]spinrightround
2011-12-29 05:18 am UTC (link)
For a moment, she almost didn't recognize her own name, so lost was she in the moment, but when he grabbed her hips and pulled her down, she was broken back into reality. As if to drive it home, he cried out her name again.

She then began to panic. Her heart beat rapidly as her brain scrambled for something, anything to say that could get her out of this. Bloody fucking hell, I shouldn't have done this. Why did I do this? This was the worst idea I've ever had!

For a brief moment, she wondered if this was whatever had created that vision a week ago, the one that had seemed like her boggart, for this was feeling just like that. All she needed was to hear George say what a terrible, dirty whore she was for doing this, and her nightmare would be complete.

The only thing that kept her from running was the fact that her legs felt like jelly, and very likely couldn't carry her as far as the curtain, let alone to the dressing room. Because of this, she was all but forced into confronting him.

She couldn't say anything, simply looked back at him looking absolutely terrified at whatever he might say to her.

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[info]prankstrinchief
2011-12-29 05:23 am UTC (link)
George figured her stunned silence meant he was right, this was her. His brain was numb for all of five seconds before he started to laugh. "Bloody hell, Als, give a bloke a heart attack why don't you!" He leaned back into the wall, letting go of her hips and put a hand to his forehead. "You couldn't have let me in on that little secret before you were on top of me? I mean, I won't lie, it's not like I've never imagined you with you clothes off before, but the scenarios were a bit different than this." He smiled at her, very amused by this strange turn of events, but back to his normal self after getting over the initial shock. He did however make a point of not staring at her chest now that the truth was out, as difficult as that was for him.

"So... when did this start? You know, if you were hard put for money, you could have come to me. I'd have happily given you a job at the shop. But seeing as you're bloody talented up there on that stage, I imagine you make more here than I could pay you at the shop, so I guess I understand."

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[info]spinrightround
2011-12-29 05:35 am UTC (link)
It took her several moments to realize that he wasn't going to say any of the terrible things she imagined. She still felt shaky, so getting up wasn't an option, but in her heart she felt such a sense of relief. She'd faced her worst fear - being discovered - and the world hadn't crumbled around her.

He'd said quite a few things in a row and she didn't know what to address first, or at all - such as that he'd imagined her like this before, which left a warmth in her belly. She could feel another warmth pressed against her which definitely attested to his attraction, though she tried not to pay it any mind. For now.

She did, however, finally manage a smile. "I've been doing this for a few years. I believe you were indisposed at the time," she added with a shrug. "But it also worked well with the hours I kept for massage school, and since then with clients. And," she began, her smile growing into an almost-smirk, "I kind of enjoy it."

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[info]prankstrinchief
2011-12-29 05:40 am UTC (link)
He could see her relax, which was good, he didn't want her to freak out on him or something. He imagined the mask was to keep this specific thing from happening, he wondered if anyone else knew she worked her. In her silence, he added, "This is the most interesting muggle fast food restaurante I've ever seen." He smiled, reminding her of what she had claimed earlier that very day was her other job.

It made sense he hadn't been in the know about this if she had started when he was still hiding from the world. He nodded, really wishing his arousal would stop, because it was suddenly a little awkward with her sitting on him, but she wasn't bringing it up, so he figured he'd ignore it as well. After all, she was practically naked on top of him, what did she expect? "Yea, you could have flown to the moon on a Nimbus 2000 and I probably wouldn't have realized it was going on back then. But hey, if you enjoy it, then good on you. I don't think I could do it, don't think there would be too many people wanting to see me up on that pole. But you seem to know what you're doing, and you do it well. Who else knows you work here?"

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[info]spinrightround
2011-12-29 05:46 am UTC (link)
She finally laughed at the joke about this being a muggle fast-food restaurant. She'd heard of at least one chain of restaurants where, while not naked, the waitresses dressed rather scantily, and decided against mentioning it.

"Well, had I been to the moon, I'd have been too far away for you to see anyway." At a lost for what to do with her hands - as she was strangely used to going around topless, and it hadn't quite begun to bother her yet that she was thus undressed on top of George (well, he had already seen her show) - she fingered the lapels of his blazer.

"Oh, I'm sure there are plenty of women who'd be wanting to see you and your pole," she replied, for how could she not make such a pun at a time like this? "But as for who knows, you're the first."

She winced. "You won't... tell anyone. Will you?"

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[info]prankstrinchief
2011-12-29 06:28 am UTC (link)
He was glad she laughed, at least she was feeling comfortable in the situation again. After all, she'd obviously known it was him, she could have declined, so that meant she'd wanted to do this... right? He was going to go ahead and believe that.

He noticed how she started fingering his blazer, and couldn't help but glance at her hands before looking back up at her face, pausing only momentarily on her chest, because he really couldn't help it. He laughed a little at her "pole" comment. "Well, maybe, but none recently," he admitted. George had never really had trouble with women, but he hadn't really been interested in just another shag lately either. It was getting a little old, not seeing a girl more than the one night.

"I won't tell a soul. If there's one thing I'm good at, it's keeping secrets. And as long as you don't get this close to anyone else, they probably won't figure it out, I mean, you were already here before it hit me, right? I'm pretty clever if you haven't already noticed. Why did you agree to this anyways?" he asked finally, unable to hold it in. He really did want to know if she just thought she could get away with it and his money without him finding out, or if she had wanted to get him alone, which he would rather be the answer.

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[info]spinrightround
2011-12-29 06:44 pm UTC (link)
She noticed his eyes watching her fingers, and again when they paused on their way back up. She could feel her face flush, knowing that it wasn't 'The Dancer' he was looking at, but Alicia. Ever since she'd begun this line of work, she'd made that distinction between woman on the stage and the girl who still loved a good game of quidditch. At the moment, however, that line was getting severely blurred.

"Well..." She toyed with the idea of lying, but George was a friend, and she didn't feel right lying to him, not about this anyhow. "At first, I honestly didn't think you'd go for the booth, but when you said yes..." She shrugged, momentarily at a loss for words. "I guess there are a few reasons. I thought I could stay professional about it, like I do with the massage. I also suppose it would have seemed more suspicious had I suddenly changed my mind. And, well, I guess I still feel a little guilty about knocking you over this afternoon. I figured you deserved something nice to finish off your day."

Her eyes shifted from his to look at her fingers as they released his lapels to smooth over his blazer. "And considering some of the blokes around it, it's always more enjoyable when the bloke's a bit fit, you know?"

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[info]prankstrinchief
2011-12-29 07:33 pm UTC (link)
George smiled. "Really, it wouldn't be the first time I got turned down, I don't think I would have thought much of it. You girls do get to say no if you want, don't you?" He hoped they could. He didn't enjoy being turned down, but the last thing he wanted was for someone to be forced to do something they didn't want to because of him.

"Yea, well you should feel guilty about knocking me off my broom, I mean you could have done serious damage to my beautiful face," he teased. "Course I can't complain about the end to this day, as unexpected as it was! Still better than I'd hoped for at least."

He final comment made him grin mischeviously, as he was known to do. "So you think I'm fit, do you?" He seriously considered asking her to come home with him again, but he decided he'd wait and see where her mind was going before making any suggestions.

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[info]spinrightround
2011-12-29 07:56 pm UTC (link)
"Of course we can say no, we're not slaves you know," she replied with a rolling of her eyes. "But then, who'd turn down a good number of galleons?"

She rolled her eyes and smacked him on the shoulder - hard. "If by that you mean you don't look like a cross between a blast-ended skrewt and You-Know-Who, then yeah, I think you're fit." At that, her eyes lit up with laughter. "And at least you dress better than most of my usual customers."

Again, her hands returned to the blazer, unconsciously stroking the material against his chest and admiring how well it fit him. He certainly looked much better than a blast-ended skrewt, in fact, had it not been for his and Fred's history with Angie... But no, he was just another bloke from the club who'd seen her mostly naked. No doubt he was interested, but in nothing more than agood shag to relieve himself of the arousal she still felt warm between them. While she could imagine it would be quite nice, it was not what she was looking for any longer.

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[info]prankstrinchief
2011-12-29 08:26 pm UTC (link)
"Well I don't know how strip clubs run, I had to ask!" He realized then that he hadn't actually asked how much something like this would cost, but he decided it didn't really matter, he could afford it, and he planned on giving a sizeable tip as well, after all, he cared about her, he didn't want her to regret this whole experience.

He jumped a bit when she hit him and laughed. "Ow, woman!" he exclaimed while still laughing. "That hurts, I think I'm a little more attractive than that, that is a blow that was uncalled for!" He smiled, unable to keep a straight face no matter how hard he tried. He couldn't help but notice how she went back to stroking his blazer, but he stayed calm and relaxed, smiling at her. He hadn't been lying when he said he'd imagined some scenario like this, but he hadn't really expected to have a shot with her. This was probably the closest he'd get to anything more, he'd just have to be ok with that, and hope she didn't get awkward around him in public now.

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[info]spinrightround
2011-12-29 09:01 pm UTC (link)
She giggled at his reaction to being hit. "All right, maybe that was a little harsh. I should have just said you're fitter than Professor Snape." She waggled her eyebrows playfully trying to get a rise out of him.

Well, aside from the obvious one, of course.

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[info]prankstrinchief
2011-12-29 09:05 pm UTC (link)
He laughed again. "You really do hate me don't you, I should just go now, save myself from further insult." But he didn't make any move to leave of course. "Besides, I'm pretty sure all I'd have to do to be fitter than him is wash my hair periodically, which I do. But of course, now I feel bad for speaking ill of the dead," he smiled, not really sure what they were supposed to do now, since they were back to their old anticts, and she was still sitting on top of him mostly naked, and he was still very happy to see her, it seemed like two completely disjuncted worlds had come smashing together, and it was all just some surreal dream.

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