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Post by Livia Eleanor Grace Burke on Nov 9, 2018 18:51:26 GMT
 One Last Fling Before The Ring The Ambrosia Lounge was decorated beautifully. Bouquets of flowers adorning the tables, elegant streamers hanging from the ceiling, and large banners on the walls, each bearing a picture of Lilith with different slogans on them. One said "Buy her a shot, she's tying the knot", another bore the words "Raising Hell before the Wedding Bells", but Liv's favourite was right near the door and had the most beautiful image of Lilith above the words "Same Penis Forever." There were many more, and it was hard to take everything in, but she knew the restaurant had done a perfect job for them. Liv wasn't really one for attention to detail, there might have been a few missing bits and bobs, or things out of place, but to her photographers eye, it all looked beautiful, and she trusted that more than any checklist. She and Lyra had planned the evening together, and she felt like they had outdone themselves, really, and if Lilith wasn't happy with anything, it was easily changed with a flick of a wand. She nipped to the loo to check on her hair and makeup, being the first to arrive and check that everything was right. It was, but she probably looked a bit dishevelled after rushing there. Her dress was long, boobs practically hanging out but damn they looked good, and the split up the front left lots of room for dancing freely. A few waves of blonde hair were sticking up a bit from apparating, but she soon had them sitting back in their proper place, sounds of the band tuning their instruments floating in from the main room. It was going to be the most fun night the Burke sisters had had in a long time, and Livvi couldn't wait for everyone to arrive. There were already a few people traipsing in, and the bar was filling up quickly. She really should have gone out there to mingle and welcome people, but her lip gloss was more important, and she fussed with it for a bit longer before deciding that she looked smoking hot, and heading out to the bar with a huge smile on her face. The band began to play, and Livvi shimmied across the restaurant to the music, happy that her boobs stayed in place. _______________________ tag: Lilith A. C. Lestrange , Lyra Ophelia Genevieve Burke and everyone! words: 415 outfit: Single siren.notes: Party time! <3 [googlefont="Ruthie"] |
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Post by Lyra Ophelia Genevieve Burke on Nov 11, 2018 4:36:20 GMT
 A girl should be two things classy and fabulous
On its face, the evening would seem a very classy affair. Liv and Lyra had worked hard to ensure the evening would be a success and still allow Lilith to get a little wild. Hopefully a lot wild. As Lyra fixed her lipstick in the toilet mirror, and adjusted her top, she felt rather pleased with herself. They had rented out the entire Ambrosia Lounge for the evening to avoid any riff raff stumbling in, not that that was a common occurrence for such an establishment, but everything tonight needed to go off without a hitch. Their big brother had been married earlier that same year and the hen party for his bride had been a rather fun one, but Lyra knew her older sister well and knew she would want to outdo their new sister-in-law at every turn. Clementine was a lovely witch and she seemed to get on well with Lucian. There was no reason but Lilith’s need to be the best to attempt to one up the woman, but here we were and Lyra hoped the evening would please her sister.
Giving her backside a check in the mirror and finding her appearance flawless, Lyra headed back out to give the place a final look around. Liv had the staff hang some amazing banners around the room, Lilith’s gorgeous face plastered just above them. Her younger sister was checking her handywork as Lyra passed through the lounge and headed just beyond the stage where the band was tuning their instruments to a door which led to some offices in the back. “How’re you lads holding up?” she asked, taking in the spectacular sight of six well-muscled men in various stages of dress. Lyra admired them for what they were worth, a good fling and 65 galleons a piece for a stunning show. There was no real need to check in on the strippers other than to gawk at them, but she made simple small talk with them and admired their bodies as they stretched and prepared for their performance. Lyra had claimed dominion over reserving the entertainment for the evening, booking an amazing band and this harem of men dressed in tailored suits to gyrate on her sister’s face. For all the prim and proper Lilith embodied, all bets were off once the girl was drunk. Drinks and food had been Liv’s responsibility and Lyra had the utmost confidence in their little sister with regard to making sure the lounge created several signature cocktails and shots to honor the oldest Burke girl.
The party appeared to be gearing up when Lyra returned, and she spotted Liv shimmying her way across the dancefloor, breasts on full display. “How many charms did you have to use to get those to stay in place tonight?” she asked, joining her little sister with a sway of her hips. Lyra spun around slowly, admiring their work on the whole and scanning to see if Lilith had arrived yet. No such luck. She spun again and looked at the busy blonde. “Think the boys will have anything this brilliant planned for our new brother?”
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Post by Lilith A. C. Lestrange on Jan 5, 2019 13:33:23 GMT
Lilith was not going to arrive on time for her own bachelorette party. She was going to be fashionably late and draw the attention of everyone in the room upon her arrival. She intended to let loose tonight. She was soon to be Mrs Lestrange and so to hell with formalities for one night. Tonight she would have her sisters, her closet friends and work colleagues she trusted, or at least work colleagues she trusted more than others. There were a few extra clingers that would be in attendance, such as her own sister-in-law, but Lilith was fine with that for a change. She wasn't a fan of Clementine but the woman was pregnant with Lilith's brother's child, she could hardly exclude her. With any luck she'd give in early and head home. She was becoming rather large and her due date wasn't that far off. She could waddle about, eat all the food, socialise with a few people and then be off home where she'd probably stuff herself sorry and go to bed. It was laughable. If that wasn't her little niece or nephew then Lilith would talk ill of the woman, however the woman that carried the little Burke, heir to their family, deserved an ounce of respect and another for being the wife of her brother, but that would be all she got from Lilith.
Ready for her night of fun, Lilith arrived in her shimmering black and gold gown, ready to be the star of the night. She had her elf go on ahead to inform the staff she was there as she stepped out of her coach. As she approached the doors they were opened for her by magic. She spotted her face almost immediately and she approved. Her lips pouted in an amused way as she took in the sight of the Ambrosia Lounge, judging everything, very pleased with what she was seeing. Her sisters had done well, even better was as she walked towards her party a waiter came with a cocktail on a try. She picked it up, took a sip, enjoying the sweet pink drink that was poured with a heavy hand. The alcohol hit hard and Lilith raised her drink and her free arm into the air, shrugging off her cloak that went flying to the wall, hanging up somewhere behind the maitre d's desk and off to the side. "The bride has arrived!" She called, satisfied that everyone that was coming had arrived before her and could all bask in her appearance and cheer her on for whatever reason there would be beyond being excited to see her and for her upcoming nuptials.
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Post by Livia Eleanor Grace Burke on Feb 25, 2019 13:29:22 GMT
One Last Fling Before The Ring Lyra joined her for a dance, and Liv fell into swing with her sister, shimmying, swaying, and looking generally sexy as hell with her bombshell sibling. "They're not going anywhere for at least a week," she laughed, looking down at her boobs, which were secured so well that she wondered if they'd ever move again. Her bright smile turned to a look of disdain at Lyra's mention of the stag night her soon to be brother-in-law would be having. "Not a chance!" Livvi scoffed. As if the boys were capable of being even half as organised as this. They'd probably just go to a pub, get drunk as skunks, and forget the entire thing. "As long as Rabastan shows up for the wedding, I don't think we need to worry about them," she muttered, voice lowering considerably as she spotted Lilith entering the building looking a million Galleons. She didn't want the bride-to-be overhearing any crap talk about her future husband tonight, and if she heard any of the guests upsetting her sister once the alcohol was flowing, she'd be telling them what for and kicking them out. Livvi was not afraid to speak her mind, and she was pretty sure Lyra could throw a mean hex. The whole room cheered as Lilith announced her arrival like the Queen she was, and Liv joined in, looping her arm around Lyra's tiny waist and gently tugging her across the room so that they could both envelop Lilith in a group hug. "Mrs Lestrange!" Liv squealed, scrunching her face up with happiness. It was going to be so odd calling her sister by a different name, though Lilith Lestrange really had a ring to it, she couldn't deny that. Glancing over her shoulder, she scooped up three glasses of champagne from the tray of a hovering waitress, handing one each to her sisters, and holding up her own for them to clink. "To one last fling before the ring! Wooo!" She nearly sloshed her drink all over herself with enthusiasm, but managed to save it and glug down enough of the bubbly goodness to make her glass a little bit less dangerous, and her stomach a little bit more fizzy. The rest of the guests were all still cheering, hyped up considerably at the arrival of the bride, and Livvi grinned from ear to ear. Tonight was going to amazing! _______________________ tag: Lilith A. C. Lestrange , Lyra Ophelia Genevieve Burke and everyone! words: 430 outfit: Single siren.notes: Party time! <3 [googlefont="Ruthie"] |
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Post by Lyra Ophelia Genevieve Burke on Mar 3, 2019 3:21:01 GMT
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Liv’s voice lowered as she caught sight of something behind Lyra, who turned promptly to confirm her suspicions. Lilith had arrived. She looked beyond stunning and while no one read Lilith quite like their brother Lucian, Lyra was sure she sensed an air of approval as the eldest sister looked around the room and took it all in. “The bride has arrived!” Lilith announced herself proudly and the room erupted into cheers and wolf whistles, Lyra among them. Linked together, Lyra and Liv scurried happily across the dance floor to meet their sister. Lyra bounced on the balls of her feet as she squeezed Lilith gently and gave an excited “hiiiiiii”.
Liv passed out champagne, ensuring Lilith was double-fisting it not two minutes into her attendance just as planned, and Lyra took a glass. “Yes!” she cheered to Liv’s toast. They clinked glasses and the younger girls drank much more in one helping than was probably appropriate but to hell with it all, their sister was getting married. “My sister’s getting married! Woo!” Lyra shouted as she turned to face the rest of the party, her voice projecting across the room with an excited squeal.
Grabbing Lilith’s wrist gently enough that she didn’t spill either of her drinks, Lyra dragged the witch further into the building where she was promptly surrounded by her adoring fans. As guests congratulated Lilith and complimented her on her dress, her hair, her future husband, Lyra dashed through the crowd and across the dance floor to where the performers were waiting. “Ready boys?” she asked as she opened the door and looked in on them. Six burly business men stood before her, each looking dumber than a box of rocks but so damned pretty, she was certain Lilith would enjoy the show. She smirked, raising her eyebrows a little and then scrunched up her face excitedly.
Lyra turned and popped up onto the stage where the band was playing, the music dying out as Lyra took the mic. “Lilith, my dearest sister,” she started, capturing the attention of the crowd and no doubt killing her sister a little, but it would all be worth it hopefully. “For twenty – something years you’ve been there for us, helping us with homework and snogging tips when we were younger. Giving us advice on our budding careers as you were excelling in your own. Basically being the most brilliant big sister a girl could ever have asked for. We are so excited for the journey you are on and there seemed no more appropriate way to send you off into wedded bliss than with a little show of appreciation.” The band struck up as soon as Lyra finished her sentence, a well-rehearsed little introduction. Colorful lights began to swirl and a mist rolled into the room from seemingly nowhere. Lights flickered and then went out momentarily and suddenly the dance floor was empty of people except for Lilith, the rest of the party goers having been ushered off to the side as the dancers appeared. “Wooo!” Lyra gave a loud wolf whistle as she stepped off the stage and moved to rejoin Liv as the strippers worked their magic, both literally and figuratively. Champagne still in hand, Lyra danced to the music as her sister became the center of attention once more.
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Post by Lilith A. C. Lestrange on Mar 6, 2019 8:34:04 GMT
Lilith was up for one hell of a night! She was getting married, throwing her life away so that some other family could carry on their family name through her. Lilith had always known this moment would come in her life and honestly, her parents had been more than generous in giving her time to find her own suitor but she'd not found one. There had been men in her life that she had developed feelings for, but none of them would be able to give her the life of luxury the way a Lestrange could. Rabastan may not have been the eldest but he was well off in his own way. The only people in the whole of the wizarding world with more gold than her future husband was his brother and his parents. Lilith was proud to be marrying into such an old, pureblooded family with such wealth. She came from an exceedingly wealthy family herself, her father willing to give anything for his children, so it was an excellent match that her parents had made for her but she did wonder if she could ever love Rabastan. He was Handsome, far more handsome than his brother, he was kinder too. He was understanding and he was respectful of her which helped Lilith feel at ease around him a lot sooner than she had been anticipating. Having come from a family that was founded on love, it felt a little against the grain to be told she would be marrying someone, despite knowing that would be the outcome of her life had she not found someone in her own time. It was quite a change of pace for her life. She was lucky to have been gifted her own home from her grandmother as an engagement present, one that had been in the family for years and that Lilith had always loved and wanted. Her grandmother had given it happily and while it had made her feel a little spoilt, she enjoyed her home and she enjoyed feeling very much like a Princess. But tonight wasn’t really for thinking on her fiance or what could have been. Tonight was about focusing on having the absolute best night of her life and as she was greeted by cheers and whistles, her sisters hurried up to her and she gave them and big squeeze whether they wanted it or not.
“To me!” She exclaimed, realising she had two drinks in her hand and she was more than okay with that and so she took a sip from one and then a larger sip from the other. She was letting loose and this was quite possibly the wildest she would ever get. Lilith loved her life, she loved the luxuries and she loved being better than everyone else - honestly, it was an ever so satisfying feeling for the witch - but tonight she wasn’t focused on being better than everyone because the night was all about how she was better than them. Tonight was about how she was the one getting married while the majority of other women in the room were either single or married to almost nobodies. Lilith had a Lestrange that she would one day be climbing into bed with. She was going to be fortunate to have his heirs and her children would be far better than all of their children.
Lilith had barely gotten a drink into her since she’d been there when Lyra started dragging her off. There was really no need for dragging, Lilith was a willing participant for the evening. She was the prim and proper type usually, but not for her bachelorette party. She didn’t want to waste this evening, she wanted to fully enjoy all that the evening would have to offer and with Lyra and Livia in charge, Lilith knew there would be plenty to expect and plenty to enjoy. Finishing the first glass of champagne as she was mingling rather quickly what with Lyra leading her along, Lilith lapped up the compliments on her dress, hair and makeup. She looked stunning tonight but Merlin, they’d drop their jaws when they saw her on her wedding day! She was going to look perfect. Angelic even.
Lyra was off and Lilith didn’t even care! She was loving the attention that was being showered down on to her. Usually she wasn’t the centre of everyone’s attention like this, but then again nights were usually about everyone, not just her. Lilith heard the band die down and like many others she looked up to a stage where Lyra stood in the spotlight. Of course she was the one to draw attention to herself on Lilith’s special night. Lilith tried not to think too much on it as her sister was only trying to be sweet. She made a speech and Lilith was pleased and excited to see where this was going. The band started up once more, laughter and chatter going on all around. The colourful lights moved this way and that while a mist rolled across the dance floor. Lilith was grinning with anticipation at what was to come, then the lights flickered and went out, there was a shuffling noise all around, people moving. The lights came on and Lilith was alone on the dance floor but not for long. The tempo of the music picked up, the lights danced around and six men came out to the dance floor. Lilith placed a hand over her mouth, laughing, fairly certain she knew what was to come next. Her soft blue eyes looked to the stage for Lyra but she was gone from her position up there, instead she was amongst the crowd, Lilith could tell because she could hear her younger sister hollering along with some of the crowd. Lilith laughed, hoping to see a show like this from Rabastan some day, while she sipped at her champagne and enjoyed the very visual show that the well muscled men were putting on, purely for her entertainment.
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Post by Livia Eleanor Grace Burke on Apr 24, 2019 15:46:56 GMT
One Last Fling Before The Ring The night was going well, champagne was flowing, everyone in the building had smiles on their faces, and as Lyra finished up her speech, the lights began to swirl, and the dancers took to the floor. Liv could not be happier that she was single as she watched them perform, muscles rippling, sweat dripping. Merlin, it was filthy, and if she didn't end up in a back room with one of them, the night would be declared a disaster. She couldn't help but imagine those strong hands ripping the already high split in her dress, and... She whooped a bit louder, dancing along at the front of the crowd, sparing the occasional glance for Lilith, who seemed to be enjoying the show just as much as Livvi was. She sipped her champagne and turned to the woman beside her, who was fanning herself with a napkin. "You can thank Lyra for this," she said with a grin. Why she didn't get Lyra to set up strippers for her just for fun every weekend was beyond her, she was really slacking when it came to taking advantage of her sisters contacts. "Take it offfff!" she hollered. _______________________ tag: Lilith A. C. Lestrange , Lyra Ophelia Genevieve Burke and everyone! words: 227 outfit: Single siren.notes: Party time! <3 [googlefont="Ruthie"] |
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Post by Lyra Ophelia Genevieve Burke on May 27, 2019 21:47:29 GMT
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Gorgeous, semi naked men dancing in the center of a room full of well dressed, respectable ladies. It was perfect, and judging from Lilith’s expression, Lyra had thus far done well with her duties as a bridesmaid. The entertainment was the easy part of the night, it was keeping to Lilith’s high expectations for more than 20 minutes that would be the challenging part but thankfully Lyra was not alone in this endeavor. Liv had her part in the evening’s events, the drinks and appetizers being superbly done. Lyra finished a glass of champagne and found a waitress with a full tray to swap her glass out. She could hear Livvi hollering next to her at the oiled up men, and Lyra joined in, demanding they “Take it off” and a few other lude comments Lyra wouldn’t normally be caught dead speaking aloud in mixed company. The music was upbeat and she couldn’t help but bounce along to it, watching her sister’s flushed face just beyond the bare arse cheeks of a tan man who was shaking his hammocked junk in Lilith’s direction. A few of the other women were making remarks about shagging the men and Lyra laughed, sipping her drink between hoots and hollers, not bothering to spoil the mood by letting on that the majority of the strippers were in fact gay, but if the money was right, she wouldn’t put it past a few to take a witch into the back room and please her.
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Post by Dougal Angus Doherty on Aug 12, 2019 11:35:30 GMT
 And you will never know just how beautiful you are to me It hadn't been hard to land himself a side-job of working an odd hen night. He'd worked at the theatre long enough to know a lot of people who worked in Whimsic Alley, and volunteering to help out for an event was relatively straightforward when everyone liked you. Dougie was a likeable guy. Kind, thoughtful, friendly, always there with a smile and polite chat, even if he didn't really know you that well. Moira had happily welcomed him aboard for the night, and he now had an apron on, clearing tables and serving drinks and food to the rowdy crowd attending Lilith Burke's hen party. Lyra had done such a good job of organising everything, Doug was so impressed. Was there nothing she couldn't do. And she looked incredible in that dress, it was all he could do to keep his hands off of her. He half wished he had volunteered to be one of the dancers just to get her to look at him the was she did them, but he never would have passed for a muscled hunk, unfortunately. He cleared another table, and picked up a tray of fresh drinks, making his way around the room and stopping to chat to Livia, Lyra's little sister. She was beautiful, too, but she was no Lyra. She had a camera out snapping pictures of everything, and Dougie smiled for a quick snap with her, wondering if he would be on any pictures with Lyra, and how he would go about getting copies from Livia. He was sure he could find a way to ask her without seeming strange. He was entitled to copies of his own image. Doug passed Lyra in the crowd, smiling at her, though she was distracted dancing. She noticed him. She did. That was good. He thought he might have even smiled at him, though she was already smiling a lot. Still, it was encouraging. His crush on her was clearly not one-sided, and that put a spring in his step for the rest of the evening. _______________________ tag: Lyra Ophelia Genevieve Burke words: 379 notes: <3 outfit: Waiters getup. [googlefont="Just Me Again Down Here"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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