Thomas Raith [Dresden Files] (vanity_thy_name) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-06-20 18:36:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, leeloo, thomas raith |
Shampoo for my real friends...
WHO: Thomas Raith, Leeloo
WHAT: A Soapy Narrative
WHEN: backdated Tuesday 6/11, after the powers come back on
WHERE: Leeloo's spalon
WARNINGS: allusions to incubatic-vampirism, but as PG as Thomas can keep it
When Thomas' powers had come back, they'd come back Hungry. Never mind that he'd just had a weekend of mind-blowing sex with the love of his life--it seemed his baser half was only interested in the now. He needed a fix, but he didn't want to go looking for pimps or pushers on the street, lest someone recognize him and start wagging their tongue to the paparazzi. So what did he do? He booked a spa day. Scalp treatment, salt-glow and seaweed body wrap, facial, and a mani/pedi package...all taken care of by the lovely Leeloo and her professional staff.
"So," Leeloo asked, peering at him from beneath a coiffure of vibrant violet that Thomas was never quite sure whether it was an exceptionally well-made wig, or just a very good dye job, "What's the occasion?"
"Oh, just getting gussied up for my girlfriend," he said. Neena hadn't officially accepted his proposal yet, so he was keeping that hush-hush, but he had no issue with the public knowing that his heart was already off the market.
"I knew it!" Leeloo declared, giving a squeal of delight, which was echoed by the pedicure girls--and the gentleman doing his nails as well. "You just have a glow about you that's got nothing to do with sea-salt."
"It must be love," said the manicurist, caressing Thomas' hands.
Thomas just smiled, and tried to keep from purring out loud. On the one hand, the glow Leeloo noticed was probably the vampire in him, basking in the attention of three unsuspecting victims. On the other, he was doing his best to keep a tight rein on that. And he was certainly a man in love.