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gretchen watkins is the spice of life ([info]swashbuckley) wrote in [info]wished,
@ 2010-11-11 23:26:00

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Entry tags:!2003: 10, !complete, gretchen watkins, natalie mcdonald, titus scabior

WHO: Gretchen Watkins, Trevor Scabior & Natalie McDonald
WHAT: meeting for drinks... and more?
WHERE: The Troll's Head
WHEN: Thursday night
WARNING/RATING/STATUS: Drinkin', cursin', maybe sex/R for now/Ongoing



To say Natalie looked out of place in Knockturn Alley was an understatement. But the petite blond walked down the sketchy lane with little trepidation. It wasn’t the middle of the night and there was nothing but rumour and reputation to say that Knockturn wasn’t safe. She’d never had a bad experience. She’d also never really been down Knockturn but she stood by her view regardless.

Gretchen had invited her to get a drink at the Trolls Head and Natalie made it point to not turn down attractive people asking her out. She jumped toward the door and out of the way of a cloaked figure pushing angrily through the crowd outside the pub. She looked around at the assortment, noting right off the bat it was a crowd she wasn’t used to. Her pubs generally didn’t have so many goblins and hags hanging about. She strode straight to the bar and tried to get the attention of the barkeep who kept overlooking her, sandwiched between two hulking wizards who looked closer to trolls than men.

Knocking back her drink, Gretchen leaned against Trevor and grinned slightly. She had had an immensely pleasurable day. She’d spent the previous night with Nat, doing things Gretchen had never even imagined, things she longed to tell Trevor about but knew he wouldn’t appreciate hearing about. And she hadn’t even planned on getting fucked just a few moments ago, but it was just so easy to wind Trevor up, get him to prove himself and she hadn’t been able to resist it.

She was, however, able to resist twisting to the side and pressing her lips against Trev’s neck, especially when she caught sight of Natalie, at the bar. Raising her hand slightly in greeting, Gretch tried to catch the other woman’s attention without looking desperate.



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[info]opportunist
2010-11-14 02:34 am UTC (link)
A cocky grin spread his face at the mention of a reward and it quickly faded into one of surprise. He watched Gretch reach out and pull the other woman into a kiss with no idea what to do about it. He'd already picked up what the relationship between them was and he was aware that Gretch was with people other than him, he'd just never had it in front of him.

He downed another shot and sucked the last of his cigarette as they broke apart, stabbing it out in the tray with more vigour than was warranted. "That's my fuckin' reward?" He shot, arm going out on it's own to pull her back to him. "That's not a reward. Maybe for 'er," he whined and snogged her soundly without warning, acting on instinct.

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[info]swashbuckley
2010-11-14 03:00 am UTC (link)
Letting out a yelp, Gretchen moved with Trevor's tug, allowing him to yank her closer. She blindly set her cigarette down, then snaked her fingers through his hair, holding him close and deepening the kiss, her mind whirling.

When she'd invited Natalie out to the pub, this had absolutely not been what she'd had in mind. Yeah, the thought had occurred to her, after Nat had been with them for a bit, but she certainly hadn't expected this. They broke for breath and she sat there for a moment, a thoughtful expression on her face, going over the differences between the two of them.

Trevor tasted like tobacco and whiskey and his rough touch sent thrills through her, she'd never felt like that before him, like she wanted to do whatever he asked, like she wanted him to grab her and bruise her and throw her over his shoulder and have his way with her. He was the only person who'd ever brought out that side in her, the only person she would even think of submitting to. Natalie, on the other hand, was soft and sweet, all mischievous and fun. She'd exposed Gretch to things that she'd never even thought of, something that was surprising, considering how many people Gretchen had been with. Gretch was herself with Nat, sexually at least. She could be forceful and dominating and Natalie took it all and still had that little grin after.

She made a show of tapping her chin thoughtfully, before twisting, still in Trevor's arms and snogging Natalie again.

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[info]rookie_card
2010-11-14 03:11 am UTC (link)
Natalie watched Trevor pulled Gretchen back to him for a kiss and laughed. She was sure there was a chance it was only that she was there but he got this puffed up look every time he felt the need to reassert himself with their red head that she couldn't help but smile at. She saw Gretch turning back to her, glad to have her turn again, and scooted in close for another kiss, encouraged this time to let it drag on slightly she ran a hand through Gretchen's hair.

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[info]opportunist
2010-11-14 03:26 am UTC (link)
Trevor looked down as the two women scooted almost into his lap as they snogged, leaving him without another expression of dumb shock. "Gretch," he said slowly, lifting an eyebrow and waiting for her to turn her attention back to him.

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[info]swashbuckley
2010-11-14 03:35 am UTC (link)
Pulling back from Natalie, Gretchen slipped back onto Trevor's lap, draping an arm around his neck and grinning widely. "I love tonight," she enthused, earnestly, missing the slight darkening of his expression, too caught up in the alcohol and lust coursing through her body. "Don't you love tonight?" She asked, tipping her head to the side and resting it against Trevor's chest, a part of her grateful for the relative privacy the booth afforded.

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[info]rookie_card
2010-11-14 03:44 am UTC (link)
Natalie watched Trevor hit the wall as far as comfort went and decided she'd take that as her cue to exit. Gretchen seemed more than happy to keep them both around for awhile but she recognised that he was processing everything on a completely different level and didn't want to add to the bloke's overload.

"Gretch," she said softly, stroking her arm firmly to get her attention. "I have practise tomorrow, I should get going." She leaned in and pressed a kiss to Gretchen's lips, caressing her cheek before she pulled away. "Thanks for the drinks," she added, looking over at Trevor to include him in her thanks, letting her hand brush over his arm as well before she hopped out of the booth.

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[info]swashbuckley
2010-11-14 04:05 am UTC (link)
Swallowing a sad noise, Gretch responded in kind, returning Natalie's kiss and watching the riotous crowd swallow her before twisting around to look up at Trevor. "Don't you like her?" she asked, arching up and pressing a quick kiss to his lips.

"I guess I'm all yours now," she grinned, waggling her eyebrows and slipping off his lap. She linked her fingers through his and gave a tug as she slid out of the booth. Trevor followed and she wound her arm through his, well aware that she was too drunk to apparate them home. Grinning up at him, she squeezed his hand, not caring that she probably looked like a fool. "Take me home and do what you will with me!"

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