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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 01:53 am UTC (link)
The result in the crowd was wild, this woman had them all in her grasp. They shouted for her to lose the small excuse for a skirt, and George was pretty sure a few of the blokes around him were in danger of actually drooling. He laughed a bit at the reaction, amused by the guys around him. It was interesting that none of them seemed to even notice the others, like they were all in their own little world, and this woman was the only other person around.

He stared back up at the woman, watching her hair fall around her shoulders and face. Oddly, he thought there was something familiar about her, but he reminded himself that unfortunately he didn't know any strippers personally, he was pretty sure he'd remember that. He clapped along with the crowd as it seemed they might finally get to see some real skin from her.

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[info]spinrightround
2011-12-29 02:17 am UTC (link)
The skirt landed on the stage, and her hands caressed her exposed arse cheeks which were divided only by the scrap of material of her red, lacy knickers. With a final swivel, she lifted back up to stand, but only long enough to wrap her right leg around the pole so that she could bend backwards.

Her back arched, arm outstretched, as she nearly reached the floor. Her breasts heaved in their lacy confinement which displayed them quite nicely for her audience.

There were so many men around her, all she could see were faces and hands and bodies all over the place. There were men of different colours, different hair, some with beards and some clean shaven. She never paid attention to the details, only to the knowledge that they were there cheering for her.

She didn't care what Melinda thought - holding so many men in her spell was the most empowering thing she'd ever known.

Still hanging from the pole, her hands moved to the back of her bustier, and with a few deft movements, the material came apart. She flung it out into the crowd, allowing them a perfect view of her naked breasts.

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[info]prankstrinchief
2011-12-29 02:26 am UTC (link)
George was honestly impressed with her flexibility. He was pretty sure he'd break his back doing something like that, but he couldn't deny it had a great effect on her breats, and when she started to undo the bra, he could feel the excitement growing around him, and found himself incapable of looking away, even licking his lips a little.

A moment later the fabric was gone, and being flung towards the crowd. He managed to catch it, and earn a few jealous glares from the surrounding group. He ran his fingers over the soft, silky material, and decided to hold onto it, thinking it might force her to come retrieve it from him later.

The view was excelent where he sat, the woman having a very nice pair of breasts on her, he'd completely forgotten about his earlier worries and issues, lost in the moment.

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[info]spinrightround
2011-12-29 02:38 am UTC (link)
She straightened herself up, only to slither down the pole, caressing it as if it were one giant cock. She spent another few minutes on the pole, catering to the men and displaying her bits to their fullest, until her time was up and she could strut her way off the stage.

Once behind the curtain, she sighed and poured herself a glass of water. Dancing was thirsty business, and when her overzealousness had a few drops falling onto her chest, she didn't mind at all. She reached for a nearby black satin robe and slid it on, tying it deftly as she approached the side door to the main room.

"Ally," one of the other girls stage-whispered. "Your lipstick."

Oh damn. She rushed back to the small mirrored table she used to prepare for her shows and quickly touched up her lipstick, this time remembering to grab her wand to cast a spell to keep it untouched.

There! Newly perfected, she put on her sexiest smile and walked out the door, off to see if anyone wanted some more personal attention - for a price, of course.

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[info]prankstrinchief
2011-12-29 02:46 am UTC (link)
George got up from his seat when the woman strutted off the stage, keeping a good hold on the bra he'd caught, and making his way back to the bar, ordering another drink. He sipped at it casually, watching the next act from the bar, and waiting to see the brunette appear on the floor again. Before too long, he spotted her, mask still in place. She was moving around the room, offering sultry smiles to the men she passed, and every eye fell on her as she went by. She was like a magnet for attention, but no one pulled her aside for a more private moment. He was glad for that, and waited until she got closer before holding the bra up where she would see it before going by him.

"Looking for this?" he asked with a sly smile, the drink in his other hand.

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[info]spinrightround
2011-12-29 02:57 am UTC (link)
As she walked through the crowd, she spotted the bright scarlet that was her bustier. She grinned, watching it being held aloft, almost like a cape trying to attract the attention of a bull. She followed it to the man who held it...

...and nearly had a heart attack.

Holy bloody fucking shite!

Her hand went to her chest as she tried to calm her heart, but thankfully the smile remained upon her face. This honestly wasn't the first time she'd seen a man in the audience that she knew outside the club - that was why she wore the mask, after all - nor was it even the first time she'd seen a Weasley in the crowd. It was, however, the first time she'd seen George there, and having seen him but a few hours earlier, she was just that much more surprised to see him again.

Holding her lingerie.

She cleared her throat, and when she next spoke, she used a softer, huskier voice that she hoped was different enough from her usual one to hide her identity.

"I do believe that's mine," she replied with a wink. Now that the initial shock was over, she settled back into her 'persona'. In fact, she could quite possibly have quite a bit of fun with this!

"I hope you enjoyed the show, and your souvenir." When she spoke the last word, her lips puckered into a perfect O that exhaled the slightest bit of air.

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[info]prankstrinchief
2011-12-29 03:02 am UTC (link)
George considered the bra for a moment before looking back up at her, once again struck with a strange sense of recognition, but unable to pin point who she might be. His smile intensified at her words, claiming the lingerie to be hers. "Well, now I think it's mine, don't know if you'll get it back," he said.

He nodded and stepped closer to her. "Yea, good show, had the crowd going, almost got the feeling they were enjoying themselves." He couldn't not be the jokester, no matter the situation. But at least in this case it was unlikely to get him in trouble, and was probably actually expected.

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[info]spinrightround
2011-12-29 03:08 am UTC (link)
She grinned. "Well, if they weren't enjoying themselves, then I wasn't doing my job properly. Kind of like you, I assume."

For a moment, she worried she'd revealed that she knew him, but then again, several people knew George Weasley, so it was just logical.

That's all.

"If you like, you can keep the bra." She leaned in close to whisper into his good ear. "It makes me feel so hot to imagine you holding it while you touch yourself when you go home, alone, in the dark."

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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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