Something New (Closed)

[Anton Dracul]

Phoebe was an interesting doll from her cotton candy hair to the sweet little squeak she let when he gave a flirting touch. If only to add more to her already obvious state of weakness for his presence he let his fingertips trace the incurve of her sides as they were exposed by lifting her midriff and he framed the round of her belly button with his thumbs gently petting the area as though to find the right angle for the piercing though he just enjoyed her reaction to the touch more than any of it was necessary for his work.

He nodded when she asked about bright naval rings and moved away. Already the area around her was so much cooler than when he was there warming the space for her with the radiant warmth of his presence. He took a special ring from a box that was not part of the display for customers to chose from and showed her the ring.

"A gift, if it pleases you."

She was already paying for two piercings and one ring, he did not mind to give her one for free. Beside this one was her completely. The jewels matched her cotton candy hair and the metal was almost as pink as the dreadfall accents she wore so sweetly in her hair. If this ring was not meant for her, he was not sure who could ever wear it the same.

[Phoebe Payne]

If Phoebe didn't know any better, she'd say that he was purposely teasing her. He was only doing his job. It just so happened that in doing his job he was going to drive her mad. His thumbs moving so lightly on her skin tickled, but the heat of his hands that remained on her sides did so much more. She gave an involuntary squirm, but didn't actively try to get away from the contact.

She shivered when he moved away. Odd how one man could have so much heat radiating from him. Or maybe there was just a draft in the store. Her face lit up with a bright smile, clapping happily over the ring.

"It's perfect! Well then, what are we waiting for? Pierce me."

That settled, Phoebe started planning out a shopping trip. She needed far more midriff baring tops than she had. There was no way that she was ever going to cover that puppy up.

[Anton Dracul]

The demand to be pierced was met with a flirtatious wink before Anton knelt beside the chair, facing her. Carefully he traced his fingers over the place to be pierced, and for a playful moment he tickled her belly button. There was purpose in the gesture outside of teasing her. He had fashioned the stone to the inner upper curve of her belly button so it was in the proper place to meet with the pin as he pierced her belly button with a slight pinch. Some stings could not be avoided but at least it was only as troublesome as a playful pinch.

"Did that hurt?"

Purred Anton as he clasped the crescent moon into place and turned the metal bulb to lock to the other half of the ring. The corner of his lips pulled at a smile that never came to fruition before he followed that question with a rather loaded suggestion.

"If it did... I may have to kiss it better..."

From the way his deep brown eyes gazed up at her, it was likely he would have kissed her over the piercing just to further torment her the way he had with his every caress.

[Phoebe Payne]

Phoebe took the wink and fluttered her eyelashes with a bright grin. It was a good thing that she had an inkling of what he was doing or she would have kicked out at being tickled. Instead she watched him work. As cute as the ring had been by itself, it was so much more than that resting against the soft pale of her abdomen.

"Of course no- I meant yes. It was unbearable. Can't you see the tears it caused?"

She started, after taking a moment to drink in and enjoy his purr, to answer his question. Quickly, though, her tune changed. There wasn't a tear to be seen, only twinkling eyes and a mischievous grin. The look in his eyes was almost enough to have her licking her lips in anticipation. He was a handsome man after all, and there was no reason that she couldn't or shouldn't enjoy flirting with him. And boy was she.

[Anton Dracul]

For her words, Anton leaned in close to her abdomen but then looked up at her painfully shy of placing his kiss.

"You wouldn't be lying now would you? Lying could get a woman in a lot of trouble..."

Anton murmured low, the warmth of his breath playing on her skin as the vibration of his voice hummed through her. He glanced away if only to close his eyes and place a s warm a kiss over her new piercing as he could have placed on those lips. Even after his lips left her skin, there was a searing warmth that remained only to be cooled by Anton moving away to put up his things for now. He spoke to her while watching her in the parts of the glowing glass that reflected the room.

"You have a name little sprite? I should have something to call you in the night."

Now Anton was a little presumptuous, or was he? He closed up the little box where he kept his things for piercing. Then he turned to her and folded his arms with a taunting smirk playing on those peach lips of his.

[Phoebe Payne]

Looking down at him, the twinkle was still in her eyes. He all but called her out on lying and all she could do was grin innocently. Sending him a wink, she spoke.

"Trouble's my middle name."

After speaking she had to bite her lower lip. He was only a breath away from her stomach as he had posed his question. She tried to seem cool and collected, but he was quickly making a mess of her. If the heat she felt from him kissing her navel didn't completely melt her, then nothing would. She pulled in a deep breath when he moved away. Playing with this particular fire was a temptation that she hadn't been able to deny herself. She watched him as she stood from the seat, eyes following him as he put his things away.

"Phoebe or Pheebs. If neither of those work, I could get used to Little Sprite. And what of you? Is there anything special you like to hear?"

Phoebe could play that game too. Though his comment and her own reply left her with some rather interesting mental images. Between those and the smirk on his lips it was enough to make Phoebe want to fan herself.

[Anton Dracul]

"Cute..."

The word purred from Anton's lips as he thought the name Phoebe was as sprite-like as her personality. Though it was hard to say if that was what he was calling cute. She had playfully claimed Trouble as her middle name and that could have been cute. Then there was the agreeable response to being called little sprite. It made him want to give her wings. Even if she could only use them the one time, it would have been worth it.

"Toni."

Yes his card used the name Anton for the shop, it sounded more foreign and mysterious but the people who really knew him called him Toni. He stepped even further away this time, only to turn the sign from open to closed and draw down the shutter on the door's window. He stopped with his hand over the lock on the door.

"Flittering out little sprite? Or staying in a while?"

The way Anton saw it, there was more than one currency that could pay for the work he did today. It was up to her as to how she was comfortable in paying. He nodded toward the sign on the wall that had the prices for the various types of piercings and tattoos but shrugged after, an unspoken reminder that she didn't have to worry about that if she wanted to stay a while.

[Phoebe Payne]

Phoebe could have said so many things to his single purred word. I know. So I've been told. She could have even asked which exactly he had meant. Instead she licked her lips and smiled. It wasn't her usual bright smile, but rather a smirk of anticipation.

"Hmmm... it suits very well."

There was something in the way that he said it. He almost seemed to make it sound more masculine, more intriguing, more yummy. Everything that he was, really. Especially the first and last. She tried not to let it appear too obvious that her eyes were roving over him. It was a stroke of luck that he turned his back to her to flip the sign and close the shutters. A quirked brow had joined her smirk by the time he faced her again.

His offer almost surprised her. Almost, if it weren't for the tension that could be cut with a knife, she would have been shocked enough for it to show on her face. She wasn't that kind of girl. She cast her eyes to the list of prices before turning her gaze back to him. Allowing the coins that had been in her pocket to slip silently into the seat, she stood. Slowly she made her way over to where he stood at the door. Batting his hand away from the lock, she turned it and sent an expectant look up at him.

[Anton Dracul]

(Could have sworn I posted to this on Monday.)

When she set down the proper coin in the seat of the chair; he watched Phoebe approach expecting her to leave. Instead she locked the door and looked up at him, waiting. Responding to the insistence of her gaze, Anton’s fingers curled into the soft fabric of her shirt, pulling her closer. He leaned in, his lips descending upon hers with slow but well placed movements. Releasing grasp of her shirt, his hands smoothed a path over her hips and hind side only to pull her from her feet as he used that hold to keep her pressed close against him. Teasing he sucked her bottom lip between his and nibbled at the tender flesh as he started to walk them away from the door.

(Not the same post, but it just about covers it. This would be an excellent point to fade.)