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Post by Tersha Alara Knight on Mar 25, 2019 17:39:07 GMT
  She burns like the sun and I can't look away By the time Dorcas might have been drunk enough to get over her little strop with Tersha, Tersha was too drunk to actually care. Geralina and Freya had turned up at some point, and she'd danced like the sex kitten she was with the other brunette until the hottest ghoul she had ever seen entered her peripheral vision, and she shimmied away from Geralina without a word, sidling up to Ghoulie with a flirty smile that he was highly susceptible to. After a bit of dancing and grinding all over each other, she'd finished drink number whatever, and convinced him to buy her another. He'd bought her two, and himself a bottle of firewhiskey, which they were both now sipping from as they danced some more. She'd all but forgotten she was here with other people, and as she grabbed him by his hair and snogged the face off of him, her tail swished happily behind her, wrapping around his hands, which were firmly gripping her perky butt. _______________________ tag: Dorian Michael Humbert , Dorcas Amilie Meadowes , Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange and everyone! words: 210 outfit: As pictured above. notes: She's awful. <3 [googlefont="Homemade Apple"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Freya Isis Fawley on Mar 25, 2019 17:51:12 GMT
 And you're wrapped in light and life, and love She hadn't been that late. Not really. Besides, she'd accidentally snapped her pirates sword, and had to take the time to fix it because without it, her costume just wasn't complete. She would have had to change her entire outfit, and that would have taken even longer. She had sorted herself out eventually, but it meant rocking up to the club a little bit later than everybody else, and honestly, anyone who expected Frey and Geralina to be on time for anything was just deluding themselves. Freya was excited about tonight. She loved nights out with friends when she got the time and Gabe was happily distracted doing something fun of his own, but she did have a little extra worry on her mind today. She was newly pregnant, not even showing yet, and her first instinct upon entering the club had been to help herself to one of the drinks on the tray at the table Dorcas' party had to themselves. She'd caught herself before she could drink anything, but it had been a close one. She didn't know how she was going to manage a whole nine months of being so careful. She liked to go the pub and have a beer with friends, she liked to watch Quidditch matches and get tipsy, and she liked far too many of the foods that she was no longer allowed to eat. Growing a small person inside you just wasn't very fair. At least she hadn't had too much morning sickness, she'd gotten off lightly there, but she did feel tired, which was ridiculous. Wasn't she supposed to feel tired once she was huge? It made no sense. She sat with Dorian while the other's danced, not wanting to leave him on his own while they all had fun, and her eyes lit up at the sight of his coffee. "Oooh, coffee!" she said excitedly, about to ask the waitress for one of her own when she realised. Again. "Ahhh, never mind," she muttered, picking up her bottle of water that she'd gone and quietly gotten for herself at the bar. "Oooh, water," she said with the enthusiasm of a dead donkey. She tilted her bottle at Dorian's coffee cup. "Cheers."_______________________ tag: Dorian Michael Humbert , Dorcas Amilie Meadowes , Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange , Geralina Amara Drake , Tersha Alara Knight words: 419 notes: <3 outfit: Yo ho ho and a bottle of... water.[googlefont="Euphoria Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Jasper Ignatius Flint on Mar 27, 2019 4:28:06 GMT
Late. Was that so unusual? Not really. Jasper was always behind schedule, even when he started getting ready hours earlier he still managed to run late, never really getting anywhere on time. It had been a long while since Jasper had decided to go out but he had supposed he'd best make an effort for Dorcas' birthday or he'd never hear the end of it, not that she'd notice if he was there or not by the end of the night because she'd be so gone that she wouldn't be able to stand on her own two feet. Just so long as she didn't get up on a bar or table and try dancing they'd be safe.
Jasper got to the club and spotted the group on the dance floor. He wished Dorcas a happy birthday but she hardly seemed to realise who he was. It seemed it didn't really matter if he'd turned up at all or not, she was already fairly wasted. All he could do was laugh and get himself a drink then join in the fun, however by the time he got back from the bar, having had a shot to catch up just a little but by the time he got back to the dance floor hell was breaking out. He sighed, gulping back some of his pint while Geralina literally put herself in the middle of the fighting women. Jasper coughed as a little of his drink went down the wrong way and the other woman and her partner went off to wherever Geralina had pointed, spouting out nonsense of free drinks. Jasper made his way over to Geralina as Dorcas seemed distracted. "I always miss out on the fun." He joked, hoping Geralina wasn't already fed up with the night to just disappear. He'd only just gotten there and hadn't yet socialised with anyone beyond an awkward greeting with a drunk dancing Dorcas.
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Post by Dorcas Amilie Meadowes on Apr 11, 2019 15:02:27 GMT
Dorcas had no idea what was going on around her. The stupid bitch that thought she could shout her mouth off was blocked from Dorcas' view as a bloody giant stood between them. Dorcas tried looking around the giant but she moved, keeping Dorcas from looking at the other, much taller woman. "Hey!" She protested with a frown, looking up at Geralina. "Gere-Bear!" She cheered after a couple of seconds before realising who she was looking at. She wrapped her arms around Geralina in some kind of misshapen hug that she leant into far more awkwardly than normal. "When did you get your sexy arse 'ere?" She asked with a crooked grin, taking the pretty drink that she only just noticed Geralina had hold of, despite it having been waved in front of her face, "Did you see that bitch!? I mean whatss even her broplem, eh?" She asked, swaying a little on the spot. "Can you help me get undressed? This feels a little hot." She said, tugging where the costume met her arse, "I'm way too hot, do you sink that Hummy will give me his shirt?" She grinned, wobbling in to Geralina, making an amused sound, "I said 'sink'." She said, laughing at herself, walking off towards the little space they had reserved so that maybe she could sit down for a couple of seconds and hopefully get Dorian shirtless, "Think he'd give me a strip show?!" She asked hopefully although she had no idea if anyone she knew was even near enough to hear her any more. “I’m gunn ask.” She said, attempting to run a little on the balls of her feet, taking little, but fast, steps.
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Post by Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange on Apr 14, 2019 21:03:30 GMT
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Roddy was still yelling at the boyfriend of the offending witch when Geralina showed up and inserted herself in the middle of the cat fight. She gave him a hard look and he smirked at her, raising his eyebrows at her and giving her a look like he wanted to rip that little tutu off her, but in a playful way. Well, he thought it was playful. He was quite drunk – though no one was as far gone as Dorcas was – and his face was covered in skeletal paint, so who knew what expression he was actually giving her. Either way, he didn’t come to her rescue but it seemed she didn’t need help in breaking up the fight. Pity. The tall woman and her beau tottered off in search of mythical free booze and Dorcas was falling all over Geralina in drunken greeting. Talk of getting naked perked up his ears but Dorcas was already strutting off the dance floor and he couldn’t hear anything else she was saying. Roddy closed the gap between Geralina and himself, surprised to see Jasper making an appearance this evening as well. “You know, its only polite to give the birthday girl what’s she wanting. Think you’d be up to tapping in for giraffe back there and give us a little show with Meadowes? I’m sure Jasp and I could find you a paddling pool and some jelly for you to wrestle around in, if you’re up for it.” He looked to Jasper. “Hey mate.”
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Post by Geralina Amara Drake on Apr 24, 2019 12:55:27 GMT
 A little fall of rain can hardly hurt me now "Jasper!" Geralina beamed at the man who had appeared at her shoulder, at the exact same time that a drunken Dorcas shouted Geralina's own name - or a version of it - and pulled her into an awkward hug. She managed not to spill any drinks as she bent down to wrap her elbows around Dorcas, drinks sticking out at awkward angles, sloshing about precariously. "Oh, I've been here about half an hour," she called over the music as Dorcas took her drink and carried on rambling, probably oblivious that Geralina had even spoken at all. Dorcas was talking about wanting to get undressed, and Geralina shook her head. "No, you look amazing, keep it on," she protested, opting for flattery over "getting naked in a club is a bad idea". Anything to keep the peace. She snorted with laughter as Dorcas wondered aloud if "Hummy" would give her his shirt to wear. That was an even worse idea, and she put her hand on Dorcas' arm to steady her as she wobbled towards her. "I really don't think that's-" but Dorcas was already gone "-a good idea."Geralina gave Jasper a desperate look. "Dorian is going to die," she cringed, watching Dorcas sway through the crowd like a tiny drugged up ninja. Rodolphus, in all his skeletal glory, came up beside her and decided that it would be worth a shot to ask her if she'd fight with Dorcas, instead of the woman she'd just got rid of. "As much as I'd love a paddling pool full of jelly, I don't think our ideas of fun tally up," she told him with an amused smile. "Plus, if I was going to do anything like that, it'd have to be chocolate." It would definitely be worth wrestling with any of her female friends if she got to do it in chocolate. That sounded more fun that she was willing to admit out loud. "You should probably go and give her your shirt before she gets another man half naked," she teased Rodolphus, turning to Jasper and tapping a finger to her head. "Who did you piss off?" she asked, sipping her lemonade as she admired his costume, which still didn't stop him from looking beautiful. _______________________ tag: Jasper Ignatius Flint , Dorcas Amilie Meadowes , Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange , Tersha Alara Knight , Freya Isis Fawley and Dorian Michael Humbert words: 420 notes: <3 outfit: Zombie Woman [googlefont="Lovers Quarrel"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Jasper Ignatius Flint on Apr 28, 2019 18:54:52 GMT
"What a wonderful half hour, I bet." Jasper took a sip of his drink as Geralina tried to convince Dorcas to keep her clothes on she she pranced off even more and familiar voice spoke up. A bloke that had been arguing with another bloke about something was apparently Rodolphus and Jasper had had no idea it was him! He was well dressed up, really getting into the swing of things, Jasper thought. "I'm withholding all statements." He chuckled, he was not going to allow himself to think about Geralina in that way, nor Dorcas, "Hey man, I didn't even recognise you." He said with a nod to Rodolphus costume. He should have known from the broad frame but he'd not been paying enough attention.
Oh bloody heck. Was that -? Was that some attempt at a run she was trying to accomplish? Jasper would have been concerned if he'd not seen Dorcas run like a ninny and hundred times before. She wasn't ever the graceful sort but when she'd had a few to drink she truly outdid herself. Jasper didn't mind though, he was the sort of friend that would make sure everyone got home in one piece, or at least as long as they didn't start a fight, then there was no telling how many pieces he might get them home in. Most of his friends there wasn't much doubt over - they'd be fine - but there were a few, such as Dorcas and Rodolphus, who would perhaps need a little guidance away from a fist fight and towards another drink or something shiny.
Dorcas seemed to be talking to herself but Jasper couldn't hear a thing with her being so far away, she was well on her way to whatever little area they were camped out in and he looked to Geralina who made a comment about his costume. Jasper chuckled a little and shook his head, "Would you believe some random maniac just came up and bop," he pointed to the top of his head where the fake cleaver looked to be embedded in his head. "I wonder if it was an ex-girlfriend or possibly my brother." He chuckled, he had two brothers and one sister, but there was only one brother that would be likely to slice him in the head with a meat cleaver and that was his youngest brother, the screw up of the family - Zane.
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Post by Dorian Michael Humbert on May 27, 2019 19:14:53 GMT
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Very much relieved when Geralina and her cousin had arrived, Dorian was pleased to chat with the women for a moment. He enjoyed Geralina very much, she had a kind wit about her and was well spoken. Upon their first meeting – or, really, their reunion if you were to count their distant acquaintance as school children – the conversation was very much superficial and light, but since Paris’ death he had come to think of Geralina as a friend. A silver lining on an otherwise black raincloud. Freya was a newer friend, but just as lovely as the rest of them. She and her soon-to-be husband were a fine pair, and Dorian was admittedly disappointed to see Gabriel was not in attendance. Dorian wondered aloud to the women, in jest, how Gabe had managed to get out of the chaos of the evening while Dorian had not.
Shortly thereafter, Geralina headed out to the dancefloor, Dorian opting to keep the seat warm instead, accompanied by Freya. “Cheers,” he replied, clinking his coffee mug against her water glass. “Don’t you want to dance? Not that I mind the company, but you strike me as the type to enjoy this sort of place.” This was not his scene at all, and he had had plans to be home in bed by now, but after such a poor start to the evening he decided to stay a bit longer in the hopes Dorcas’ night would turn around. Perhaps that was a mistake as he could see her now trodding towards him, completely inebriated and a good foot shorter than most everyone else around her. Her small stature did nothing to subdue her big personality and she easily split the crowd and drew all eyes to her, followed by a gaggle of friends hoping to keep her safe, or perhaps just upright. “Not everyone enjoys it quite as much as others…” he remarked to Freya, his eyes focused on a very drunk Dorcas who had finally emerged from the crowd.
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Post by Dorcas Amilie Meadowes on Jun 18, 2019 5:46:42 GMT
With every intent on making Dorian take off his shirt for her, Dorcas returned to the little spot Dorian had reserved for them and her mind was instantly lost to Freya. “Freya!” She said with a giant grin on her face. “Where’s your alcohol? Where’s your man?!” She asked, outraged that Freya had neither and alcoholic beverage or her scrummy husband to be with her. “You need a benverage immediately.” She scolded, “DoooOOoro, why di’n’t you get Frey-Frey a good drink?” She said turning to him, swaying slightly as she did “And why aren’t you shirtless?” She asked, extremely confused about why he was still wearing his clothes. Had she asked him to be shirtless yet? She thought she had, anyway he should have always just presume to be shirtless around her, that went especially so on her birthday. “I need a sit.” She said, taking a couple of steps to the sofa and dropping down on to it. “Iz my birfday!” She cheered, her arms in her air as she grinned, relaxing back against the sofa, looking up at all the flashing lights, exposing her neck and then pointing to it, “Just bite anywhere, Hummie,” She said, indicating to her neck, “Like, anywhere.” She said, expanding the area in which she wouldn’t mind a fangy bite from Dorian.
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Post by Freya Isis Fawley on Jul 6, 2019 17:25:15 GMT
And you're wrapped in light and life, and love Even though most of their group - the ones she worked with who kind of had to know the new news, plus Geralina - knew she had a brand new bun in the oven, Dorian still asked her why she wasn't up dancing and having fun. Freya didn't have an excuse. She'd had a tiny bit of morning sickness, but it didn't stop her from going about the usual physical elements of her life and job. She just didn't want to. She thought it might be because Gabe wasn't there tonight. She felt a bit guilty having a night out when he couldn't, she would admit that, but she probably needed to push herself past that so that she wasn't the only wet nelly in the group. She'd heard that even Dorian had had a dance earlier, which had put a grin on her face. She wished she'd have been there to see that, but judging from the way Dorcas was teetering over to them, there was still plenty of fun on the agenda for her to witness before the night was through. "And leave you here on your own?" she said, green eyes wide at Dorian as she came up with another lousy excuse not to dance. "I'm waiting for my song to come on," she chuckled, "then I'll grab you for a dance."Was she winding him up? Possibly, but as Dorcas descended upon them like a vulture looking at a tasty piece of meat, Frey thought Dorian might actually welcome being dragged off to dance with someone else. "Whoaaa, I'm growing a tiny person, remember. No benverages for me." Her mouth dropped open half in shock, half in amusement as Dorcas asked Dorian why he wasn't shirtless, and then went on to cheekily ask him to bite her. "I'm glad I left Gabe at home," she muttered to no one in particular. Freya was not a possessive fiance by any means, but anyone even thinking about drunken flirting with him would get told to sit down and shut up. Luckily even a drunken Dorcas wouldn't hit on a taken man. Would she? No. Freya was sure she had scruples buried under that alcohol. Dorian needed to find himself a girlfriend so that he could avoid this kind of thing. She sipped her water and gave a little wave to Geralina, Jasper, and Rodolphus, who were all too far away to have heard what Dorcas was saying, so she hooked a thumb in the birthday girls direction with a wide eyed look that clearly said "you should hear this!" _______________________ tag: Dorian Michael Humbert , Dorcas Amilie Meadowes , Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange , Geralina Amara Drake , Jasper Ignatius Flint , Tersha Alara Knight words: 481 notes: <3 outfit: Yo ho ho and a bottle of... water.[googlefont="Euphoria Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Geralina Amara Drake on Jul 6, 2019 17:51:04 GMT
A little fall of rain can hardly hurt me now Geralina's eyebrows rose when Jasper mentioned that it might have even been his brother that bopped him with an axe. "The one who likes you, or the one who's hundreds of miles away, locked in a castle?" she asked with a half smile. That made Hogwarts sound a little bit more sinister than it really was but honestly, the kids were locked in there with spells. No one could get in or out without permission, or a member of staff to escort them, and she certainly hadn't helped Zane Flint get out for some Halloween fun. She wasn't even sure why she was thinking along those lines, it was a joke, after all. She was a sucker for a mystery, even if it was just a bit of silliness. She was positive that whoever fake-killed Jasper Flint, it was not Zane in the Alley with a plastic axe. She sipped her lemonade a bit more to keep herself from saying anything so daft out loud. Of all of the people she counted as friends, Jasper was the one she actually could be daft with on any kind of level. He worked the same was she did; same insecurities, same oddities, same pointless worries. On him it was adorable, on her it was just stupid, but she loved the camaraderie she felt with him. She'd told him some incredibly cringe-worthy stories about ridiculous situations she'd ended up in, and found out that he'd done similar things, himself, and it was wonderful. Still, she changed the subject. "Do we rescue Dorian, or do we hide in the crowd and avoid any drama?" She looked from Dorcas, who was lolling back on a couch, her neck exposed, to Jasper. It looked as though Dorcas was up to no good. Geralina did not like dramatics of any kind, but she did feel sorry for Dorian if he ended up getting Dorcas' flirting on maximum. Then again, Freya was there, she could douse any fires. Geralina looked at her cousin, who gave a little wave and hooked a thumb at Dorcas. Yes, there was definite drama going on there. Geralina didn't really want anything to do with that. Where was Tersha when you needed her? _______________________ tag: Jasper Ignatius Flint , Dorcas Amilie Meadowes , Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange , Tersha Alara Knight , Freya Isis Fawley and Dorian Michael Humbert words: 418 notes: <3 outfit: Zombie Woman[googlefont="Lovers Quarrel"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Dorian Michael Humbert on Jul 7, 2019 19:49:44 GMT
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It was marveling how vastly different two people could attempt the same feat and come out the other end with two completely different outcomes. Freya’s teasing about forcing him onto the dance floor was welcoming and not at all anxiety producing, yet when Dorcas initiated the same thing, she instantly created a nails-on-chalkboard like affect in Dorian’s brain. He was done dancing for the night and had been considering heading home before Dorcas made her appearance and cemented his decision in his mind. “I was saving this drink for you, though,” Dorian fibbed when accosted by the idea he hadn’t fetched Freya any proper drinks in the bit of time she’d been with him. He held up his half-drunk mug of coffee with an enticing expression on his face, attempting to lure Dorcas into sobering up but knowing he stood no chance at it. She was asking him to bite her now, and take off his shirt, both things that would not be happening in this lifetime. Nor any others.
Setting the coffee mug on the table in front of them, Dorian stood and moved a step further away from the drunken birthday girl. He wasn’t sure how he was getting out of this scene unscathed but he was officially done with the evening. Thankfully, Dorcas’ boyfriend appeared from the crowd and created the perfect distraction. “I’ve a little one to get home to,” Dorian explained to Dorcas – along with Freya and anyone else within earshot, “but this one’s volunteered to stand in my place this evening.” He patted Rodolphus on the shoulder as if they were friendly, giving him a bit of a shove toward Dorcas as Dorian took another step back. “He’ll take care of any biti—Nope. I cannot even finish that sentence. Good luck, mate.” He gave an apologetic grimace in Rod’s direction, then a wave to Freya. He turned and passed by Geralina and Jasper on his way out, giving Ger a hug and a peck on the cheek, apologizing for dashing out early despite it being far later than Dorian had planned on staying in the first place. The costumed Auror was quickly obscured by the crowd as Dorian headed toward the exit and home.
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Post by Jasper Ignatius Flint on Jul 29, 2019 11:29:54 GMT
Being locked away in a castle was not reassuring. Zane was manipulative and smart. If he wanted to get out of Hogwarts then he'd probably find a way. Zane was resourceful and persistent. Jasper wouldn't put anything past him, but considering he was quite possibly a psychopath perhaps Jasper did have reason to worry. "Zane, though, like you say, he's locked away." He chuckled and took a sip of his drink, his eyes shifting over to where the party was becoming entirely uncomfortable. There were a lot of people in the club tonight, many of whom were dressed up for the celebration of Hallowe'en, but none looked as uncomfortable as Dorian. Jasper had known Dorcas for a good many years, she was a handful and the Auror seemed to be having a little difficulty with her, Geralina suggested they save him or avoid the situation entirely but before Jasper could get a word in, Dorian left the party, "It doth look as though the fair maiden hath rescued himself." He said, glad to see Dorian had gotten away with relative ease. Dorcas could really be a handful, although when the Auror passed them by, fairwelling Ger with a hug, kiss and apology for leaving, Jasper felt a spike in jealousy at the situation. He was blanked by Dorian but more than that the Auror seemed to have an incredibly close relationship with Geralina. Jasper sipped his drink, trying to blend into the background until the Auror left. Once he was gone and out of ear shot he lowered his drink, that he'd held to his lips for so long he'd drained the thing, and looked at Geralina, his brow raised, letting out a deep breath he'd been holding. "Something going on between you and Dorian?" He queried, hoping he sounded like a curious friend and not like the jealous arse that he was. Usually he wouldn't have been so bold but with a little alcohol in his system and thinking about how his brother could quite possibly be on the loose if he so chose, had Jasper thinking he didn't really have much to lose.
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Post by Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange on Aug 11, 2019 19:46:04 GMT
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Dorcas was scaring off her own friends now, and her Auror mate looked exceptionally put out by Meadowes’ forwardness. Dorian patted him on the shoulder and offered Rod’s services up for biting or whatever the pair had been chatting about, then ran out of the club so fast he might as well have left a Dorian shaped hole in the front door and a cloud of smoke in the shape of his silhouette. Perhaps he’d been watching too many muggle cartoons with Dorcas on their lazy Saturdays…
“He’s a poofter, right?” Rod asked the women who were left in the booth, jerking his head in Dorian’s direction. He remembered something vaguely about the wizard dating Dorcas’ cousin, his mate Kingston’s sister actually, but perhaps that was all for show. Who wouldn’t want to take a delicious bite out of the slutty little devil in front of him? Rubbing his hands together in a mock show of evil greed, Roddy approached the witches and smirked. “Someone mentioned biting,” he remarked suggestively.
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Post by Dorcas Amilie Meadowes on Aug 12, 2019 5:57:04 GMT
It came as no surprise whatsoever to Dorcas that Rodolphus thought Dorian was gay. The man emphasised cleanliness to the point it became and obsession. He was punctual and forever seemed to be single. He looked after himself well and he wasn't much of a ladies man, despite all the ladies wanting a little action with such an incredibly attractive individual. "Maybe." She said with a shrug, "If 'e is 'e 'asn't said a word to me." She hiccuped at the end of her sentence. "'E won't screw my brains out for some reason and I don't even know why because I'm amazing, you know?" Dorcas couldn't understand why Dorian wouldn't just throw her down on one of the training mats at the Ministry and have his way with her. She had no idea why he couldn't just sneak off with her in her parents house and defile her parents bedroom. She had no idea why he wouldn't just snog her brains out when they were alone and getting on just fine. She was incredibly attractive. She could have just about any guy that she wanted but apparently not Dorian. Hell, she was pretty certain she could snap her fingers and Julian would drop his pants, all the sexual tension going on there and it was a wonder that they hadn't gotten up to anything, but Dorian was strange, he wasn't like normal guys and Dorcas couldn't wrap her head around why he couldn't just bring himself to shag her. Was it because he'd dated her cousin? Because honestly, that didn't bother Dorcas at all. If she refused to shag everyone her cousin had slept with then there'd be no one left to shag. Honestly, did Dorian think he was special or something? Shit. Maybe he was special. Paris had never said anything about Dorian in the sack. Maybe he didn't have anything. Holy shit! That would explain a lot. Although Dorcas had definitely spied a decent sized bulge in his trousers when he'd sat down as the material had pulled tight over his package. There was definitely something there. A forbidden present she wasn't allowed to open, even on her birthday, even at Christmas! Merlin the bloke was a mystery and Dorcas didn't get it in the slightest because how had a guy like that ended up with Paris? How were they compatible? There were so many questions she had and she decided that if she remembered all these thoughts, then she'd air them out with Dorian then next time she got a moment alone with him. Of course she was totally smashed and Rodolphus was asking about biting, so there wasn't much hope of Dorcas remembering anything of the night, "Yes! Bitin'! Eatin'! Do they serve kebabbles here?" She asked, looking from Rodolphus to Freya, hoping there'd be something to much on.
Tag: Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange and Freya Isis Fawley etc.
Notes: <3
Outfit: Birthday girl costume! And the booty side!
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