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Momos ([info]mockitymockmock) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-11-11 00:34:00

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Current mood:hungry
Entry tags:até, momos

Who: Ate and Momos
What: Going Dancing
Where: New York
When: Now
Warnings: Dirty dancing and some violence, I'm sure.

Before he left the studio, Momos made sure to change from his suit into a pair of black leather pants and a black t-shirt. He already knew what bar he was going to take her to. While it had the security of VIP, it was always dark and very dirty, specializing in clients that liked anonymity.

Perfect for them.

Stepping out of the elevator, Momos moved into the bedroom, wondering what exactly Ate would be wearing. He loved her in anything or nothing at all.


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[info]banishedruin
2008-11-11 03:00 am UTC (link)
She was in the bedroom as she waited, absently fingering her hair. Her typical shirt and jeans were replaced with a brocaded corset of crimson and silver matched with a pair of black leather pants riding so low they clung to her hips, and habitual combat boots were replaced by a different pair, this one with a heel high enough to accentuate what curves she had on her lean frame. Not one for a lot of jewelry, she wore a simple chain that hung around her bare navel and scrolled arm cuffs on each arm.

Hearing the elevator open, she glanced toward the bedroom door, smiling as she saw him and taking a moment to look him over. "Baby... you look very fine."

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[info]mockitymockmock
2008-11-11 03:04 am UTC (link)
Momos just stared at Ate for a minute after she spoke.

"I'm sorry. I just have to do this before we go."

Moving her back against the nearest wall, he took her face gently in his hands and leaned down, taking her lips with his. Hard, hot and quick, it was over in a flash but was enough to make his breathing come fast. Looking down at her, he smiled.

"Not nearly as fine as you do." He held his arm out to her, "Shall we?"

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[info]banishedruin
2008-11-11 03:09 am UTC (link)
"Baby.. never apologize for kissing me."

Her arm wrapped up around his neck, and she pulled him in for a second kiss, a bit more lingering. shoving him away gently, she peeled herself away from the wall and slid her arm through his.

"Let's go see what sort of trouble we can find."

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[info]mockitymockmock
2008-11-11 03:43 am UTC (link)
With a thought, they were standing in front of a popular kink bar in downtown New York. The line was already long, but Momos simply walked Ate to the front of the line, and they were immediately let into the club. Once inside, the club was dark and packed, people doing and showing things they couldn't in normal bars.

Momos looked down at her, the look in his eyes hot and intense all at once.

"Dance with me."

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[info]banishedruin
2008-11-11 03:52 am UTC (link)
She stepped in after him and took in a deep breath, expecting the dank undertones of misery, the sickening sweet taste of despair, the rotting decay of hope, the spicy tang of life-altering mistakes about to be made... and smiled darkly as it all came rushing to her. She couldn't remember the last time she'd in this sort of place without working... busman's holiday's generally weren't her thing. The music, though, was intoxicating, deep pounding beats that moved right through the listener, right to the soul. Angry and dark and begging release.

She looked up and met his glance, brow lifting lightly at his words, more a command than a request. Her hand slid down his arm to wrap his fingers in hers, and he tugged him close as she stepped past him, leading him on to the dance floor.

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[info]mockitymockmock
2008-11-11 03:59 am UTC (link)
What the dance floor lacked in style it made up for in pulsing lights and with every couple trying to dance their way to heaven, no one would be watching them. The fact that Ate had no problems in taking charge was such a turn-on. He knew she was having problems with feeling too soft, but he didn't think it would last long, sooner or later she'd smack him around. It was in her nature to do so.

Once on the dance floor, he brought her arms up around his neck and moved in as close as he could, chest to chest, thighs to thighs, with his hands lightly on her hips as they began to move slowly to the music. His mouth was near her ear once again and his hot breath ghosted over her as he spoke.

"You can lead with the next dance."

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[info]banishedruin
2008-11-11 04:04 am UTC (link)
She just watched his face as he brought her arms up around his neck, and her fingers wove their way into his hair, her elbows resting comfortably on his shoulders. It amused her - given how long she shunned human contact, and not wanting to be close to anyone - how very pleasing it was to see how well she fit against him.

The fingers on her hips felt electric, flesh on flesh, like a soft charge with each shift of her hips as they began to move with the beat. She leaned her head in, cheek sliding against his, lips close to his ear - regardless of noise, her words were only for him.

"No need... We seem to be doing fine, following your lead."

She chuckled softly, murmuring lightly as the bass beat in the song became more pronounced, offering a beat to match the rhythmic writhing against him as she let the song take over her dancing.

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[info]mockitymockmock
2008-11-11 04:06 am UTC (link)
As the music began to pound around them, he slowly began to work a leg between hers. The smooth leather of both their pants allowing an easy entry and once he was situated against her fully, he ran the palms of his hands down her sides and around her back, bringing her chest completely against him. He never broke rhythm and they never stopped moving to the music.

"You are hot beneath my hands, Ate. "

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[info]banishedruin
2008-11-11 04:13 am UTC (link)
"It's what happens when you play with fire, Momos."

His name was growled low in her throat as she shifted her balance, his thigh divorced her own, and she straddled it easily, hips sliding up tight against his, grinding forward.

Her fingers tightened in his hair as she tugged his head down closer, teeth nipping his ear roughly, pulling the lobe between her lips.

The dark beat of the music, the desperation and despair in the air... it all combined to such an intoxicating mix. "Hades, Momos... you mess me up completely."

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[info]mockitymockmock
2008-11-11 04:17 am UTC (link)
"Yes, but this fire feels fantastic as it burns."

When her teeth nipped at his earlobe, he sucked in a quick breath and his hands tightened around her back, bringing her chest tight in close to his. The feel of her breasts pressed against him, along with her breath in his ear just made his erection harder. He wanted nothing more than to grab her ass and pull her against him in a grind that was sure to set them both off. But he didn't. He liked to think he had a little more finesse than that.

"I like it when you are messed up, Ate. You look so good aroused."

He ran his lips down her cheek and over her jaw, nipping every so often until he reached her mouth. Short, quick, and hot kisses were pressed against her lips as they lost themselves to the music.

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[info]banishedruin
2008-11-11 04:26 am UTC (link)
She purred soft as his teeth nipped across her jaw, and her fingers untangled themselves from his hair, offering him freedom, her hands sliding down his neck, across his shoulder and along his arms until they took hold, fingers curling around the sinewy muscles of his forearm. Her left leg slid up, hooking her thigh around his hip, right thigh pressing in against the ever-growing proof of her affect of him. She didn't let him kiss her for long.... it was too hard to think when he was doing that. and if she didn't pay attention, who knew what they'd get into on the dance floor. She leaned back, torso arching as she tries to catch her breath... Gods, who knew want was like this?

"Baby.. if we keep burning at this rate, we might go supernova."

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[info]mockitymockmock
2008-11-12 03:37 am UTC (link)
Well, that finesse didn't last long, but at least he gave it a try, right?

At the feel of her leg hooking around his hip, his hands left her back, one moving down to cup her ass, pulling her tight against him, the other running up and down her leg, feeling how tight and muscled she was.

When she leaned back to catch her breathe, he simply made eye contact with her and caught the breath that was alluding him as well. If they kept moving, he was unaware of it. If the music continued, he didn't hear it. She was in all his senses, taking over and taking control.

Who knew? He did. He knew about want. He'd wanted her for years. And now, he finally had her. All of her.

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[info]banishedruin
2008-11-12 03:51 am UTC (link)
His hands.. they were as dangerous as his kisses... as dangerous as the way he looked at her. She could see the desire in that gaze, and it did nothing to help her collect herself, instead causing her to shudder with need. With little effort, he'd be able to have her right here on the dance floor.

She couldn't think reasonably with that smoldering gaze watching her... she dropped her head back further and closed her eyes for a moment, then straightened up slowly, hooking her arm back around his neck as she dropped her foot back down to the floor. She slid her hand slowly down his chest, nuzzling at his neck as she leaned in enough for him to hear her words, her tone both amused and apologetic.

"I think you should go sit down... and I will get us some drinks."

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[info]mockitymockmock
2008-11-12 03:56 am UTC (link)
She was right. He needed to cool down, but his hand was still on her ass and he felt that shudder run through her body. He wanted nothing more than to move them to more private surroundings, peel off those leather pants of hers and taste her. Slowly, his eyes became hooded with the desire and control both fighting in his head. The control won, by a very small margin.

Since his hand was no longer on her leg, he cupped her cheek, threading his fingers into her short hair - gripping her tightly - taking control and brought his lips down hard on hers one more time, before letting her go. Stepping back, he gave her a smirk.

"I agree. I'll have three shots of whiskey, straight up."

They wouldn't do much, but they would help him relax a little. He considered this an exercise in control. Really, they'd fucked enough in public already.

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[info]banishedruin
2008-11-12 04:12 am UTC (link)
She let him kiss her... not that she had much choice, not that she wanted one, the hand gripping in her hair making her purrr. Still, she returned the smirk and shoved her hands against his chest, pushing him away, knowing she had to. It was hot and dark and full of want, and way too tempting to give in to, to just let him melt her down where they stood... and really, weren't they past that? She had to believe they were. Squaring she shoulders, she pointed in the general directions of tables, and just glared at him.

"Sit."

She turned toward the bar, running her hand through her hair as she did, unaware of the image she offered... she stalked through the place like a cat. Not a lion - way too noble for her, but more like a panther - lean and sleek, each movement having a purpose, easily slinking between potential prey.

She paused at the bar, sliding in against an empty spot, and caught the tender's attention immediately, ordering the whiskey... and immediately scoffing at the bottle he produced. She pointed on a shelf, indicating a dusty bottle he hadn't realized was there before (because it wasn't) and ordered the three shots. Even though she wasn't the one drinking it, she refused to deal with inferior ingredients. Out of habit she didn't order something for herself, at the last moment adding a vodka gimlet for herself.

As she closed her eyes for a moment to wait, she felt a hand on her hip, immediately reaching to grab at the wrist, and squeezing tight.

"Don't touch."

She glanced over her shoulder at the owner of the hand, her expression enough to chill... unfortunately he was warmed by alcohol and egged on by a companion as lowly as he was.

"Hey baby... I saw you out there. You want to dance."

"I said, don't touch."

She released his wrist, and just smiled as she felt it skimming her hip again... again she grasped his wrist, and just squeezed... expression calm as his contorted in pain until he finally screamed out... right as she felt two bones snap. Releasing his hand again, she reached for the three shot glasses and martini glass, and nodded to the tender.

"Some people just can't listen. Run a tab."

She held the three shots easily in one palm, glass in the other, ignoring the obscenities yelled by the now broken man, and walked away from the small scene forming as she returned to where Momos now sat. She placed her glass down, then placed the shot glasses on the table one by one before reclaiming her glass and holding it lightly at the stem. Stepping between his knees she took a seat on his thigh, her free hand draping around his neck.

"Momos. What am I going to do about you?"

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[info]mockitymockmock
2008-11-12 04:25 am UTC (link)
He laughed as she stalked off from him and found a table where he could easily watch her at the bar, unwilling to take his eyes off her for even a hot second.

She exuded sex, he could see it all the way back at the table, so it wasn't a surprise to him when the drunk patron decided to feel her up. He sat up, concerned for a moment, before he saw her shake off the first touch. She would be fine. Catching the eye of the indoor bouncer, getting ready to move over there if there was an issue, Momos shook his head and the bouncer nodded, backing off. Ate could handle herself, and she certainly did. Watching her break that man's hand was so arousing to him, and it only made him want her more. All he could think was Mine. All mine.

Once she was back in his lap, he wrapped an arm around her waist and hugged her close, his fingers playing with the edge of her corset and brushing the bare skin underneath. He took a whiskey shot, baring his teeth as it smoothed down his throat with only a hint of sting. She did know how to pick a good whiskey, that was for damn sure.

"That was so hot." He pointed toward the small crowd now gathered around the injured man. Another shot and he sat back, looking up at her, his free hand now resting on the inside of her knee and his eyes were serious. Serious with a tinge of heat.

"You can marry me. That's what you can do with me."

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[info]banishedruin
2008-11-12 04:35 am UTC (link)
She smiled, laughing lightly at his reaction to the broken fingers. "He touched me... he was warned, but he felt entitled. The fact that you enjoy watching me inflict pain is only a bonus. a bit twisted, but I expect that."

She was relaxing in against him, enjoying the soft electric thrill his fingers caused on her skin as they played against her side, brow furrowing as she recognized the serious tone of his words before the words processed through her brain. She could feel her stomach tightening beneath his fingertips, the instant reaction only confirming to her that he said what she thought she heard. Sighing in frustration, she took a long sip of her drink before dropping the glass on the table, turning to look at him, her palms lifting to frame his face.

"I love you. But you're absolutely crazy."

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[info]mockitymockmock
2008-11-12 05:23 am UTC (link)
"No. I'm not."

He followed her example and moved to hold her face in his hands, even while she still held his.

"Ate, you're mine and I want you forever. I come from a very secure marriage loving family. And I want you to be my wife."

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[info]banishedruin
2008-11-12 05:32 am UTC (link)
"You are."

Sighing, she smiled as she listened to him, knowing this was going to be a delicate argument.

"I am yours, yes. And I love you. But forever's a very, very long time for us. And we've gone from occasionally flirting once a decade or so to this... very fast. And you grew up with Nyx and Erebus who were happy, or as happy as your father can be, I imagine. I grew up on Olympus, where marriage is a sham, and has nothing to do with love whatsoever."

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[info]mockitymockmock
2008-11-21 01:33 am UTC (link)
He watched her quietly for a few moments. She was right, they had jumped into this so quickly. There really was no time to breathe, let alone start thinking of marriage.

"Ok."

Not that he didn't still want it. He just knew when to pick his fights and now wasn't the time.

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[info]banishedruin
2008-11-21 01:43 am UTC (link)
She'd prepared for an argument as soon as he asked the question, and his simple answer, while a relief, didn't really make the trepidation go away. She'd been granted a reprieve... but knew it was going to come up again. And knew the question was going to give her the same icey feeling. But for now, She was safe.

She waited a moment after his answer, almost waiting for the second shoe to fall. When it didn't she shifted, one leg lifting over his until she straddled his thigh facing him, leaning in to bury her face in his neck. How did you tell the person you loved they scared the hell out of you?

Realizing how shallow her breath had gone in her minor state of near panic, she worked on slowing it to normal. "Thank you."

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[info]mockitymockmock
2008-11-21 02:11 am UTC (link)
Hearing the muffled "Thank you" against his neck, Momos smiled a little before taking his last shot of whiskey. He hoped she didn't think for a second that the actually conversation was over. Well, if she did, it would simply mean a harder fight later. Which he was alright with.

He begin a light rub on her back as he felt her trying to calm down.

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[info]banishedruin
2008-11-21 02:23 am UTC (link)
Crisis averted, she regained her cool, after a moment purring as she felt his hand slide across her back. tilting her head she nipped at his jaw, and leaned back a bit as she looked at him, her normal, slightly predatory expression back on her face.

"Need a refill?"

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[info]mockitymockmock
2008-11-21 02:44 am UTC (link)
He smirked at the feel of her nip. She was feeling better.

"Sure."

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[info]banishedruin
2008-11-21 03:07 am UTC (link)
She stood with a nod, fingers wrapping around the back of his neck as she tilted his head up for a quick, hard kiss before stepping back and gathering the glass ware off the table and turning to move out of the VIP section back to he bar. She offered the trio of blondes that blocked her way nothing more than an impatient growl as she waited half a second for them to get the fuck out of her way.

At the bar, she dropped the glasses down and nodded at the tender, watching as he took her glassware and dumped it in the sink, pulling out clean glasses as he prepared the shots and gimlet. As she was watching him, she didn't get to witness one of the blondes getting up the balls to approach Momos, coy and sultry as she smiled at him.

"You're on TV, right?"

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[info]mockitymockmock
2008-11-22 03:24 am UTC (link)
His eyes were half-lidded with pleasure as she walked away and his thumb moved to rub against his lips as he admired the way she bulldozed her way to the bar. He didn't even notice when the blonde walked up to him until she spoke.

"Hmm?" His eyes unfocused from Ate and focused on the gutsy blonde. Eyebrows rose in surprise when he appraised the shapely girl in front of him. He hadn't heard her question.

"I'm sorry?"

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[info]banishedruin
2008-11-22 03:31 am UTC (link)
"Television. You have that show, right? You're a comedian. I love your show."

The girl took the look of surprise as an invitation, egged on by a bit too much bubbly and knowing her friends were watching and omg!famous! and they better be taking pictures with their cell phones! With a confident smile she moved in to perch on his thigh, and leaning to kiss his cheek.

"You're really funny. And very, very cute. I can get some pictures, right? no one at home will believe this otherwise. Of course, we don't have to stop with pictures... I've always thought you were hot. very sexy."

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[info]mockitymockmock
2008-11-22 06:22 pm UTC (link)
It all happened so quickly, he really just had time to say "Whoa" before she was planted in his lap and had her lips on him.

This chick must be fucking retarded. His hands went to gently slide her off his knee.

"Nice offer but no, thanks. And as for pictures..."

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[info]banishedruin
2008-11-22 06:32 pm UTC (link)
Ate had gathered the drinks and turned, just as she saw the blonde lean into kiss his cheek... and saw red instantly. On one hand, she supposed she should be glad the hussy waited til she was gone. On the other hand... bitch was really in the wrong place.

She made her way back, stopping a waitress long enough to depositing her drinks on the girls tray and direct her to follow her into the VIP section. She was silent as she approached, skirting two bystander whoo girls easily and stepping right up behind the offending blond. With a quick twist of her wrist she wrapped a good chunk of the girl's hair up in her fist, and pulled back sharply, ignoring the shriek as she leaned over, murmuring in the chick's ear.

"Listen up, Barbie... you're in my seat, and I promise I'm a much bigger bitch then you and your little playmates combined. He's taken. More importantly, he's mine, and I do not play well with others. So why don't you gather what little dignity you have and shuffle back home to your fucking Malibu beach house, capiche?"

She gave another sharp yank to the girl's hair, smiling slowly a she heard and felt the tell tale rip of hair leaving scalp, then with a toss of her arm basically threw her off Momos' lap. She ignored the yelp and the scrambling and every other reaction to the scuffle, simply glancing at Momos with a smirk and taking a hold of his chin, thumb brushing away the lipstick mark left by the girl.

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[info]mockitymockmock
2008-11-22 09:08 pm UTC (link)
As quickly as it started it ended and watching Ate smack down that very stupid blonde then violently shove her out of the way made his blood pound with need.

Without even looking at the girl now crying in the arms of her friends, he wrapped one hand around Ate's waist and the other reached up to run into her hair gripping as he brought her lips down to his, kissing her roughly.

Against he lips, he whispered so only she could hear.

"I am so yours and Jesus, I want you right now."

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[info]banishedruin
2008-11-22 09:17 pm UTC (link)
"You are."

She closed her eyes as he held her face close to his, tongue lightly flicking out to taste both her own lips and his. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest... her reaction had surprised her a bit.But he was hers. And that bitch wasn't worthy of touching him.

"You should take me home, then."

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