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gretchen watkins is the spice of life (swashbuckley) wrote in wished,
@ 2010-12-09 10:51:00

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!2003: 11, !complete, gretchen watkins, natalie mcdonald

WHO: Gretchen Watkins & Natalie McDonald
WHAT: Going out for drinks and probably sex knowing these two
WHERE: Diamond
WHEN: backdated to Thursday night
WARNING/RATING/STATUS: Drinking & ~~potential~~ adult situations/~~R for now~~NC17/Ongoing

Gretchen fucking hated England. She hadn't felt this vehemently about the country when she was younger, but spending years with Trevor in Morocco and Egypt had left her with a severe distaste for the cold, wet bullshit of her current home. She couldn't exactly pick up and leave, though, she was fairly doomed to spend the rest of her life trailing after Trevor wherever he decided they should go next, like Keg had when he was younger.

She disliked that she couldn't wear something skimpy without having to either cover up, thereby defeating the purpose of said clothes, or constantly casting and recasting warming charms. She'd dressed up slightly, choosing a dark green dress that wasn't her usual style, so she'd foregone the cloak and was currently lounging against the wall outside Diamond, wishing Nat would hurry up so she could get inside and get warmer. She wondered if she should've urged the other woman to Apparate to the club or perhaps to outside the Troll's Head so she could have an escort, then wondered why she cared. Yeah, Nat was fun, but if she couldn't protect herself, that was her own bag. Then again, a hexed or murdered Quidditch player found outside Moribund's would likely draw very unwanted attention, especially given what Gretch was sure had happened to the Harpies' missing player.

Twirling her wand, she recast the warming charm, strengthening it and swallowing a curse at her inability to stand cold weather. She briefly debated moving towards the mouth of the Alley in the hopes that she'd run into Natalie on the way in, but didn't push off the wall. A new thought had occurred to her, that in some sort of crazy, random happenstance, Trevor had been moving to the pub as Natalie had been making her way down to Diamond and they'd run into each other. While nothing had changed with Trevor in the time since confessing her feelings, she also hadn't gone out with anyone but Tracey, who was more business associate than friend and who was straighter than something very straight. Given his reaction to Roger, she wasn't sure what he'd think of her going out with Nat and she tried to tell herself she didn't care.

She heaved a sigh and smoothed her dress, holding onto the side of the wall and raising her foot to adjust a strap on her heel as Natalie came round the corner and Gretch's lips curled into a small smile, despite herself.

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	rookie_card 2010-12-11 11:30 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh," Natalie made face and waggled her eyebrows at Gretchen. She was aiming for intrigued and eager at her suggestion but she had an inkling she just looked mildly ridiculous, thanks to the mead. She leaned back in the booth and plucked up her drink, taking another swig. "There's an upstairs too..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	swashbuckley 2010-12-11 11:48 pm UTC (link)
	The mead had the tendency to make Gretchen giddy, as it wasn't something she partook of often and the look on Nat's face caused her to break into little giggles for a moment before she was able to catch herself and school her expression. "There's loads more than just this room," Gretch responded, finishing the mead in her glass. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rookie_card 2010-12-11 11:53 pm UTC (link)
	Her grin grew even brighter at the other woman's giggle and Natalie had to follow suit after a minute. She finished her drink and eyed the bottle for a moment, weighing the option of exploring versus having another glass. "Show me?" she asked, pulling her eyes from the bottle. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

swashbuckley
2010-12-12 12:12 am UTC (link)

Watching Nat's gaze, Gretchen took a moment before winding her fingers though the other woman's and sliding out of the booth. When Natalie was on her feet, she reached back into the booth and snagged the bottle. No sense it letting it sit here, not when the other woman seemed to enjoy it so much, and when Gretch wasn't even paying. She took the opportunity to tug Nat close and snog her before leading her further into the club.

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rookie_card
2010-12-12 12:21 am UTC (link)

Nat squeezed Gretchen's hand and pressed up against her as soon as she was on her feet. Unlike normal alcohol which made her punchy and silly but more than happy to sit there and take it, the mead made her antsy. The option to move around a little, explore the dark, intriguing club was certainly an appealing one.

Her hands wound around Gretchen again, holding her tight as they snogged. She slipped a leg between the other woman's and only made a grab for the bottle when she felt she was sufficiently distracted. Even though she didn't expect the redhead to keep the mead from her.

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swashbuckley
2010-12-12 12:39 am UTC (link)

Gretchen didn't frequent Diamond, she and Trevor had memberships but they were generally only here for business. It was a rather highbrow place and Trev was a lot of things but highbrow wasn't one of them. The few occasions she'd gone past the main room had been strictly business related, so while she tried to act as if she knew what to expect, in reality she had no idea what lay upstairs.

They came onto a landing and Gretch gripped Nat's arms, walking her backwards and pressing her against the wall. She didn't have to raise up on her toes to snog Natalie, something she would've had to do with Trevor, even with the almost perilously tall heels she was wearing. She liked that, but didn't like that Trev kept cropping up in her thoughts and kissed Nat deeply, trying to push her partner out of her mind.

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	rookie_card 2010-12-12 12:48 am UTC (link)
	Natalie let out a soft squeak when her back hit the wall, surprised but not at all displeased at their positions. Her arms wrapped around Gretch's neck tightly, still holding her bottle, and she kissed her deeply. "Gretch," she muttered, just under her breath as they broke for a moment. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	swashbuckley 2010-12-12 12:54 am UTC (link)
	Grinning, Gretchen ducked her head and pressed her lips against Nat's neck. "I like the way you say my name," she murmured, desperately trying to focus on the blonde in front of her. She ran her fingers along Natalie's suspenders, toying with them slightly as she kissed up towards her ear. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rookie_card 2010-12-12 12:59 am UTC (link)
	Natalie let out a soft whimper as her head spun from the attention. She arched away from the wall, toward the other woman, as she tugged her suspenders. A sly smile spread across her lips as she lolled her head back, giving the other woman full access to her neck. "Gretch," she whispered again in a similar tone, a dose of extra playfulness slipping in. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

swashbuckley
2010-12-12 01:17 am UTC (link)

Gretch tugged gently on Natalie's ear with her teeth, debating on what to do. While they were currently sheltered from view, it didn't mean they'd stay that way for long and Gretchen wasn't much of an exhibitionist. Not that she felt the need to keep her sex life private and quiet, behind closed doors, she just didn't get off on the idea of someone watching her, aside from Trevor of course, who seemed to be the exception to every one of Gretchen's rules.

Sliding her hands between them, Gretch ran her fingers along the curve of Natalie's breast as she slipped her thigh between the other woman's, all the while listening carefully for the sound of anyone approaching.

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rookie_card
2010-12-12 01:31 am UTC (link)

Gretchen's hands caused Natalie to moan again, a soft, quiet one that caught in her throat. Each kiss and bit of attention made her head swim and she wasn't sure how much more she could take before she was begging Gretchen for more, hallway or not. But she knew she wasn't quite at that point yet and arched toward her fingers, seeking out a little more contact. She squeezed Gretchen tightly, the bottle pressing against the redhead's back.

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swashbuckley
2010-12-12 01:42 am UTC (link)

Grinning at the slight noise Nat made, Gretchen pulled back, slipping deftly out of Natalie's grasp and snagging the bottle out of her hand. She wasn't quite ready to fuck the blonde yet, teasing her was much more fun. She took a swig from the bottle and passed it back, just as a bloke rounded the corner, heading downstairs and peering at them suspiciously as he passed.

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rookie_card
2010-12-12 01:54 am UTC (link)

Grateful for some sort of distraction, Natalie took the bottle when it was handed and took a long swig. She coughed slightly, overwhelmed for a moment by the warmth in her throat and paid no mind to the passing bloke. She got a good breath in and passed the bottle back to Gretchen, taking her free hand and tugging her in the direction the man had come from. "C'mon," she said, leading her blindly along the narrow hall until a door stopped them.

Two older wizards exited a door on their left and Natalie stopped long enough for them to pass and then pulled Gretchen through the same door. "Let's see," she said, looking around what appeared to be a spacious lounge, lined with three different fireplaces.

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swashbuckley
2010-12-12 02:19 am UTC (link)

Lush and warm, the room Nat lead them into was sparsely occupied, club employees at the dark, elegant looking bar at the far end glanced up at their arrival; they and a handful of couples sitting at the couches and chairs dotted around the room were the only people there. "This room's boring," Gretch declared, grabbing Natalie's hand to take a swig from the bottle.

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	rookie_card 2010-12-12 02:22 am UTC (link)
	"So...you go pick a door. I've never been here, not my fault if it's boring." Natalie folded her arms over her chest and stared at Gretchen expectantly, her annoyed demeanour thrown off by the grin she couldn't shake. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

swashbuckley
2010-12-12 02:28 am UTC (link)

Grabbing Nat around the waist, she tugged her close and snogged her deeply, purely for the benefit of the poor, bored people in the fireplace room, before winding her fingers through the other woman's and leading her out. She trailed down the corridor for a few moments, before choosing a door at random and pushing in.

This room was smaller, lit with candles, the ceiling low and draped with fabric, giving the impression that they'd entered a tent. Pillows were scattered around the floor in a seemingly haphazard manner, clustered around short tables and Gretch turned to Natalie, waiting for her opinion.

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	rookie_card 2010-12-12 02:35 am UTC (link)
	"Cosy," Natalie nodded, looking around the tiny room. She fell onto a pillow and set the bottle on one of the squat tables. "What's the point of all these rooms," she mused, not used to such an intricate club. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	swashbuckley 2010-12-12 02:41 am UTC (link)
	Following Natalie's lead, Gretchen dropped herself beside the other woman, leaning back and looking up at the fabric draped ceiling, finding herself missing Egypt. "This club caters to the very rich," she explained, taking a sip of the mead before settling back amongst the pillows. "I reckon they want to be able to provide whatever anyone can ask for." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rookie_card 2010-12-12 02:47 am UTC (link)
	"Oh, the very rich," Natalie teased, taking a sip of mead before leaning back into the pillows, propping herself on her elbows. "What, so anything I want...they can just provide?" She questioned, her doubt obvious in her tone. "Who asks for a room of pillows anyway?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

swashbuckley
2010-12-12 02:50 am UTC (link)

Gretchen shrugged and pulled a face, not disagreeing with the unspoken assumption that she was very rich. "Psh," she grinned, waving Natalie's dubious tone away. "What can they give you that I can't?" she waited until the other woman had placed the mead back on the table before rolling onto her side and pressing against her, dipping her head to kiss along the collar of Nat's shirt.

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	rookie_card 2010-12-12 02:57 am UTC (link)
	"You are all I want right now," Natalie purred, more than happy to settle into the pillows and let Gretchen explore to her heart's content. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the kisses, playing with the tips of Gretchen's hair as she sighed happily. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	swashbuckley 2010-12-12 03:07 am UTC (link)
	"Just right now?" Gretchen ran her fingers along Nat's body, toying with the buttons on her shirt. Her fingers unclasped the top few buttons, tugging briefly at the other woman's tie before she moved closer, kissing below Natalie's collar, along the top of her bra. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rookie_card 2010-12-12 03:15 am UTC (link)
	"Especially right now," she corrected, arching her chest as Gretchen kissed lower. Her fingers pushed into her hair, sliding up to gently massage her head. "Should..." Natalie hesitated for a moment when she felt Gretch tugging down the front of her bra, her concern of someone walking in not strong enough to make her stop anything. "Should we be in here?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	swashbuckley 2010-12-12 03:24 am UTC (link)
	"Why not?" Gretchen heard the note of hesitance in Natalie's voice and undid another three buttons on her shirt in response, slipping her hand in and tracing her fingers along the smooth skin of the other woman's stomach. "I'm very rich, remember?" she said, carelessly, wrapping her lips around Nat's nipple. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rookie_card 2010-12-12 03:27 am UTC (link)
	"I suppose," she acquiesced, any arguments slipping from her head as Gretchen latched onto her nipple. She moaned, freely this time, and pressed the tips of her fingers against her head. "Good point," she whimpered eagerly. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)