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Erik von Brandt 🔥 Roy Mustang (burningitout) wrote in thereincarnates,
@ 2015-11-24 21:59:00

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andy lang, david ryan, erik von brandt, finley melville, gabriele whistler, holly strange, mark scott, riley kingston, shae holloway, violet ward

Who: Erik von Brandt & OPEN
What: PARTY THREAD. If Erik has to turn thirty, he’s doing it with a bang.
Where: The Capitol Club, Los Angeles, CA
When: Forward dated to Wednesday, November 25; evening
Warnings: Let’s go with ‘expect anything’.

Erik wasn’t a complicated man.

Actually, that was a lie. Erik was a very complicated man, but he did a good job of pretending that he wasn’t. It helped that the superficial layer of rock star out looking for a good time wasn’t completely off base, even if it wasn’t all there was to him. For the night, though, it was the only part that mattered, because Erik had invited anyone who wanted to come to a party at the Capitol Club, and he was hoping that the turnout wouldn’t be disappointing. He was also hoping for at least some nice legs in short skirts, but hey, he’d live if he didn’t get everything he wanted for his birthday. Look, it didn’t hurt to ask, did it? He wasn’t forcing anyone into a miniskirt.

He might have pregamed a little before he’d headed to the club, but it had only been a few beers. Good, strong, German beer, but still just beer. Just enough to get him started before he stuck with whatever selection of beer the club itself might have had. Hey, he didn’t remember what a place had on tap, from visit to visit, especially if he hadn’t made it there in a while. It wasn’t long after the place had opened for the night that he walked in the door, grinning and ready to be the life of the party, as soon as anybody started showing up. His bandmates, of course, were expected to be there, because Erik would give them shit about it for a few months, until he came across something else to give them shit for, if they didn’t show up. You might think that wasn’t much, but Erik was pretty good at being a giant pain in the ass, if he really wanted to be. It was a gift.

Just to get the night kicked off on the right foot, Erik started off by buying a round for all of the early birds that were there with him, and raising his pint glass of dark ale to them all. “To thirty, the year where you’re supposed to magically be a real adult!” He didn’t stick around at the bar long, though. He had people to mingle with, and someone whose drinks he’d already promised to take care of for the night. Erik von Brandt was a man of his word.

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Re: Erik/Holly

takeeveryshot
2015-12-16 01:02 am UTC (link)

It was pretty funny, watching Erik’s eyebrows climb up into his forehead like that in the wake of her suggestive mouth tease. Holly felt a little bit proud of herself, as he struck her as a guy that didn't get taken by surprise very often anymore. Sure, the whole cherry thing wasn't exactly original, and it wasn't tying the stem with your tongue (Holly had never tried, but it sounded impractical), but people didn't usually expect that from Holly. Therefore, it was usually a surprise when she went there. What? If you went out with the expectation to hook up, why pretend like that wasn't what you were aiming towards? Holly didn't see the point in acting like she wasn't trying to provoke a reaction out of him with that cherry trick and her lips. And boy, did she.

Blunt. Incredibly blunt, but Holly fully appreciated the confidence in his response. It also provoked some pretty powerful images to cross Holly’s mind all at once that had her even more invested than before. Flashes of sweaty bodies crashing together, legs wrapped tightly around his waist, her hands clutching hard to his back… Erik looked like he had a really nice body under those clothes, so she didn't feel like her imagination was far off. Holly really liked sex. She wasn't going to be one of those people who were ashamed of that, especially when faced with someone as scorching hot as Erik von Brandt. Maybe that had been too forward, too fast, after all they hadn't even finished their drinks yet, but sometimes Holly really liked forward. Mystery could get a little boring.

Holly plucked the cherry off its stem and crushed it inside her mouth, swallowing it down carefully before she smiled widely at him, genuinely pleased with his response. Though that didn't mean she wouldn't still give him a hard time about it. “Wow. Do you practice that one in front of the mirror?” She laughed, obviously not deterred, and went back to stirring the tail end of her drink as she teased him, silently thanking her good fortune that he was apparently a leg man. It was one of her best attributes, Holly thought, where she somewhat lacked in the rack department. “You're lucky I'm a waist girl.” Then she dead panned. “You've got a really nice one that I'd love to put my legs around.”

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Re: Erik/Holly

burningitout
2015-12-16 06:38 am UTC (link)

"No, I was just inspired by your legs." Hey, Erik could give a compliment where a compliment was due. "You've got nice legs, I've got a nice waist, it's a match made in heaven." Not that Erik thought that, if there really was some sort of heaven, he'd have any chance of getting in. No, Erik von Brandt was much more likely to end up hanging out with David's demon buddy, in any kind of afterlife that he might end up in. That meant that he should really just enjoy what was in front of him while he was still alive to appreciate it, didn't it? And there was plenty about Holly to appreciate, and he'd already waited more than long enough to get started doing it.

He abandoned his drink, moving in closer to her and resting a hand on the curve of her waist. "That cherry looked good." Not that Erik needed an excuse, and not that he thought she would buy it even if he'd been seriously trying it. Besides, what she'd been doing with her mouth was much more interesting than the cherry itself, and it would have been an insult to seriously pretend otherwise. "Going to let me have a taste of it?" And sure, he could let her have a chance to respond, but he knew what the answer was going to be. They both did.

Instead, Erik leaned in, pressed his lips against hers. They were sticky, sour from the drink and sweet from the cherry when he touched his tongue to her soft bottom lip. His were probably bitter from his beer. It might not have been the best combination, any other time, but Erik thought they tasted just fine. Strong and intoxicating as the whiskey in Holly's drink, when he tilted his head to kiss her just a little bit deeper.

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Re: Erik/Holly

takeeveryshot
2015-12-17 01:19 am UTC (link)

Holly was already expecting the move, by the time he abandoned his drink and moved in to slide his hand around the curve of her waist, but that didn't make it any less enjoyable. Holly might have been kidding about being a 'waist girl', she wasn't actually sure waists was really a part of the body that people ever got overly excited about, but one thing that she definitely liked? Hands. She liked a nice pair of hands, and Erik's were very nice. They were large, with long fingers, and they felt as strong as they looked with one now on the curve of her waist.

There were plenty of other things to appreciate about Erik, from his generally good looking features to the nice head of hair, his full lips, the dark brown of his eyes that matched hers, and Holly could see even more clearly with him up close. Once he moved in, Holly had abandoned her drink entirely too, trapped between the bar stool she was sitting on and Erik, and she'd never been happier about being cornered. Erik was the kind of guy who could give as good as he got, and matched her as equally as she matched him. Holly really liked that in a guy, truth be told. If all of that was already evident about him, then that said a lot of good things for anything else that happened between them tonight.

He didn't give her a chance to respond, but she didn't really have anything to say that couldn't be said in other, more beneficial ways. Holly smiled a little as he leaned in fully, tilting her chin up to meet his kiss and pressing her lips back into his just as softly, almost achingly slow. He did taste like beer, and Holly had never minded that less, making a small noise of approval in the back of her throat at the touch of his tongue to her bottom lip. She took a little initiative of her own when he tilted his head into it, parting her lips just enough so the tip of her tongue could slide out and taste his. Head spinning a little from the kiss, or from the whiskey, or both, Holly brought her own hand up and slid it around the back of his neck, threading her fingers into the ends of his hair.

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Re: Erik/Holly

burningitout
2015-12-19 05:19 am UTC (link)

The touch of their tongues together was almost like fire. Scorching hot. Erik hummed his approval against her lips, pressed just a little more firmly to his as she returned the kiss. Still gentle, though, still just stoking the flames. They had all night, after all, there was time for a slow burn instead of something that flashed white hot and passed before it was acceptable for the birthday boy to leave his own party. After all, Erik couldn't just abandoned all these people that had come out to wish him happy birthday, could he? Of course he couldn't. That was just bad publicity. Bad for his image. A man's image was important, in his line of work, just as important as it would have been in politics... but Erik could get away with a little more, being a rock star, than he could have working for the government. Once more, he thought that was really a good call on his part.

Erik slid his tongue against Holly's, slipping it just past her lips to taste the inside of her mouth. The sweet-sour flavor of her drink was stronger there, mingled with something that, he thought, could only be the natural taste of Holly's mouth. It was a good mix, and he hadn't even deepened his explorations as much as he could, yet. From the hand on the back of his neck, Holly didn't want him to stop any time soon, and Erik was more than happy to satisfy her. After all, he'd be a poor host if he left his date wanting anything, wouldn't he? If Holly wanted him to keep kissing... it wasn't like it was exactly a sacrifice.

His other hand cupped her face, thumb tracing over her cheekbone as he kissed her, still as tender as an open-mouthed kiss could be. The hand on her waist squeezed, still gently, but showing her exactly what kind of strength was in his big hands. Those hands could be dangerous, sure. Even without his gloves on, Erik could be deadly in a hand-to-hand fight. Holly wouldn't know that about him, unless she'd done more digging than he thought... but why would she? It was just a hookup at a party. The knowledge that Holly could give as good as she got was alluring, even though Erik would never even consider using his strength against her. The point, though, was that even if Erik dug the gloves out of the pocket of his jacket, Holly could probably take him in a fight, and that was hot.

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Re: Erik/Holly

takeeveryshot
2015-12-20 09:48 pm UTC (link)

One thing was for sure: Erik von Brandt knew how to deliver a hell of a kiss. Not that Holly had thought he'd be all talk, but hey, it wouldn't be the first time she'd encountered a guy that was all ego and no real follow through. Luckily, Erik seemed to have both fronts covered, and Holly couldn't say that she didn't like it. As long as he made good on his promises, he could have an ego as big as planet Earth and Holly probably wouldn't care. It's not like she was looking for anything serious, just something casual and fun, so it's not like she really had to worry about any real personality flaws. This was short term at best, which was honestly how she preferred it. Just enough time to enjoy a person's more likable qualities without getting to know their worst.

She smiled a little against his lips as he hummed, more difficult with her own lips slightly parted, so it was really just the corners of her mouth that twitched upward. Holly didn't make a sound in return, but she felt the same way, the gentle pressure of Erik's lips on hers just as enjoyable to her in the moment. Even more enjoyable was the slight slide of his tongue into her mouth, and Holly immediately tilted more into it, leaning a little bit further into the kiss than before. They couldn't get too carried away while they were still at the bar, even with as shameless as Holly was, she still had some sense about her. There were certain things that were just better left behind closed doors, but the promise of those things, something they would no doubt be making good on later that night, was enough to have Holly kissing him a little more enthusiastically for a few moments longer than she meant to.

With his other hand cupping her face, Holly did utter a pleased noise deep in her throat as he traced over her cheekbone, her fingers curling a little more intently into his hair with that squeeze to her waist. Oh yeah. Those were really good hands. They were already making her feel a little like jelly, so that was only promising. Sliding her free hand forward to give his upper thigh an innocent squeeze, Holly delved her tongue a little more purposefully past his lips, leaning heavily into the kiss before slowly pulling back for a much needed breath, taking his bottom lip with her a centimeter before releasing him. Despite her previously cool and collected appearance, she was already a little flushed, and definitely breathless once she pulled back from the kiss, brown eyes glittering with interest. Holly didn't go far, lips still mere inches from his as her eyes opened lazily, fingers slowly releasing their hold on his hair as she spoke in a more husky tone. "Wanna dance?"

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Re: Erik/Holly

burningitout
2015-12-21 01:02 am UTC (link)

Erik's favorite thing about kissing Holly was definitely that she gave as good as she got. Actually, Erik was growing fonder of that by the second, with each slide of their lips together. No, he wasn't all talk, but neither was Holly, and if a kiss was that good... the rest of the night was going to be even more amazing. Especially once he got her into bed and got those long legs wrapped around his waist. He could feel himself starting to respond to that squeeze to his thigh, to her hand so close to his dick. If he'd been younger, he would have been in real trouble, might have embarrassed himself by getting hard as a rock right there. Benefits to being thirty, he guessed, by the time she pulled back he was just feeling a little... tingly, a little extra blood flow in response to the promise of attention. Not yet, though. Definitely not yet.

From Holly's flushed face, she was feeling it, too. Erik grinned at her again, pleased with himself, but even more pleased with her. Their faces were still intimately close, it would be easy to press in for another kiss, and then another. Enough of them, and he'd forget about the fact that he'd probably better stay longer than this at his own party, and call a cab to take them to a hotel. Enough kisses, and he didn't think that Holly would object to that plan, either, not from the husky note to her voice when she asked if he wanted to dance. There was a time when he would have jumped on the promise of that squeeze to his thigh, her flushed face, that husky voice. He'd have jumped on it and dragged her off. Now, it was enough to just know that he could, that the option was going to be there when he wanted it, because there weren't any games to be played.

Besides, Erik liked dancing just as much as the next guy. Which meant that he appreciated the chance to rub up against a hot member of the sex he preferred, because dancing really wasn't all that much fun, otherwise. Dancing with Holly, though, that sounded like a hell of a lot of fun. "Only if you promise to show me some moves." He stepped away from her, used the hand on her waist to draw her down from her bar stool. The floor was starting to get crowded, he'd completely lost track of most of his friends, but hey, if they weren't having just as much fun as he was, they only had themselves to blame. He had a date on the dance floor with a girl who knew exactly what she was doing.

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