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

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!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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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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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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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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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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	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. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

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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spinrightround
2011-12-29 09:18 pm UTC (link)

She smiled at him fondly, her hand lifting to run through his hair much as it had on the pitch. "I don't hate you. I don't think I could ever hate you, George."

She had no idea why she did what she did next. Was it loneliness? Was it being caught up in the moment? Was it the general arousal of dancing catching up with her? Or was it something else entirely that had yet to make itself known in her conscious mind? She didn't know, but whatever it was, it made her suddenly want nothing more than to kiss him.

And so she did, leaning forward to press her lips against his, not knowing why, but knowing that it felt right.

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prankstrinchief
2011-12-29 09:35 pm UTC (link)

"Well I'm glad you don't, because it would break my heart if you did Als." He meant it too, he didn't know why he meant it, but he really felt that way.

Strangely, a moment later, George found himself being kissed, which he hadn't expected at all, but was not in the least bit upset about. After the initial moment of not having the slightest idea what was going on, he started to kiss her back, closing his eyes and leaning into it, and putting his hands on her back, once more completely disregarding the no touching rule. After all, she'd started it.

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spinrightround
2011-12-29 09:45 pm UTC (link)

A part of her wondered what in the bloody hell she was doing, while the other part told the first to shut up and enjoy the moment. When he kissed her back, she instinctively deepened the kiss, sliding her hands over his shoulders and around his neck, drawing herself closer to him.

She made a small, whimpering sound at the back of her throat when her bare breasts brushed against his clothing. Her thighs tightened against his as she lifted herself that slightest bit higher to fit snugly against him. By now she was working purely on instinct, and that instinct told her to merge with him as closely as possible.

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prankstrinchief
2011-12-29 10:22 pm UTC (link)

As confused as George was by what was transpiring, he didn't question it, didn't stop her, really that was the last thing he wanted right now. He happily returned the deepening of the kiss and smiled into it as she leaned into him, fitting herself perfectly against him. One of his hands drifted up her back to her neck, the other ran up and down her back along her silky smooth skin, and the little whimper stirred him into even more excitement.

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	spinrightround 2011-12-29 11:48 pm UTC (link)
	Her lungs aching for air, she slowed the kiss until she could pull herself away. She slowly opened her eyes, and for the hundredth time that night flushed bright red. She cleared her throat. "Ah, sorry 'bout that." Though inside she actually didn't feel all that sorry. It was a brilliant kiss, after all. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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