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Post by Snowglobe18 on Jan 3, 2018 17:57:25 GMT -7
If she is completely honest Katherine really doesn't care what this man has to say about cards. She doesn't care what cards are needed because in the end he would lose and they would go home with all that cash but of course she had to look interested because it was part of the game, to make him think that she was interested and then when he lost she would give him a sad look and then move away to get another drink from another man or she would drift up to Adrian and proclaim him a hero for winning.
One man was down and then just as she was going to ask a question she felt his hand squeeze her ass and then she jumped. He laughed and then started to rub at her thigh and she had to admit that if that happened over twenty years ago then she would've made sure that he didn't have hands to play the rest of the game but instead of doing that she tsked him and then tapped him on the nose with her finger lightly. "Naughty naughty" she said and then shook her head.
Another man folds which means that it's only Adrian and pork pie man who was still in the game and while she was happy about that, she wasn't all too pleased that Adrian had put his daylight ring in for the bet. Now this was her part to distract the man whose leg she was sat on but she glanced over at Adrian, her brown eyes letting him know that he better win this game because that ring allowed him to walk in the daylight with her instead of being stuck in til night. Plus she didn't really know a witch that would make another day light ring for vampires so he really did need to win.
But rather than say anything like that she turned her attention back onto the man whose leg she was on before giving him a small grin. This man was arrogant and he thought he had Adrian where he wanted him but really it was the other way around and she couldn't wait to see his face when he lost all of it.
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Post by Ray on Jan 3, 2018 18:20:13 GMT -7
Adrian catches Katherine's glance, the subtle and quick way she flashes her brown eyes towards him. He's known her long enough now to recognize the warning there. Not about pork pie's cards or about growing suspicions from the other two now disinterested players, but the ring now lying amidst the discarded cash. It's worth is far more than coin. In fact, he's sure it's a cheap little thing, dug out of Abraham's forgotten jewelry, something no one would ever miss. But it's the only thing that lets him step out into the sun without his skin and bones turning to ash.
"I hope that isn't a family heirloom," pork pie chuckles, so sure of himself.
"You sound cocky," Adrian replies, smiling around the edges of his mouth. "Willing to put your money where your mouth is?"
Pork pie laughs a little again, suddenly remembering the game he had already lost even without Katherine's distractions, suddenly looking a little hesitant. But he glances towards Katherine, sees her flashy smile, and straightens himself once like a good eager man ready to lose. "Well I ain't no quitter." He replies, looking back to Adrian with that confidence back in his expression. He takes off his watch and throws it into the pot, wincing just faintly after he does so. He sets his hand back upon Katherine's ass like a good-luck charm, and clears his throat faintly. "So. What you got?"
Adrian gives another twitch of a smile, glancing back down to his hand, thumbing lightly at his cards for a beat. He lets the moment linger, lifts the cigarette back to his lips for another drag, squashes it out in the ashtray, and sighs out a long stream of smoke all while pork pie watches him with growing impatience. And then, finally, he lays his cards down face-up. "Royal flush." He says, nonchalantly, leaning back in his seat once more.
"You've gotta be fucking with me." One of the other men mutters. Right before downing the rest of his drink.
Pork pie has gone deathly pale.
"Sorry, mate." Adrian smiles, reaching forward to grab the pile of money and goods towards himself. "Better luck next time."
"You fucking cheater." Pork pie suddenly snaps, throwing his cards down onto the table. "There's no fucking way."
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Post by Snowglobe18 on Jan 3, 2018 18:43:12 GMT -7
Pork pie is so sure that he's going to win and honestly it makes Katherine feel a little uneasy because now the stakes were higher with Adrian's ring being in the pile of goodies that were sat in the middle of the table. Of course he had to make it look good for the man who was now touching her ass once more and seeming a little too confident. It made her feel a little bit worried for Adrian but she should know by now the man was great at bluffing or he would have to be to get the damn thing back. It was Katherine's distractions that helped him to get new cards that would see him win the game.
Then pork pie man speaks and wants to see what Adrian has in his hand and for a moment he lets it drag on and even she could feel the tension coming from the man underneath her. Even Katherine starts to feel a little uneasy but then he puts the cards down and shows the rest of the table that he has a royal flush. "That's bad, right? I mean for you" she said looking at pork pie and giving him a sad look or at least pretending to feel sad when in fact she actually felt delighted at the fact he had actually won.
Katherine chewed on her lip gently and then looked over at Adrian before letting a smile pull at the corner of her lips. Of course pork pie would think Adrian was cheating, mostly because he was and now the two of them were going to go home with the money and Adrian even had a watch. "I guess I wasn't any luck for you" she said after a moment before getting up off of pork pies lap and then moving over to Adrian's and sitting on his legs instead.
"Well aren't you a good card player" she said and when she turned away from the rest of the table and looked at him she mouthed softly to him "You were lucky". Then she gave him a kiss on the cheek and a wink before getting up from his lap. She was sure that his fingers had lingered against her skin but maybe she imagined it. The two of them worked well together and they definitely made a good team. For that she was actually glad that they had come to New Orleans because here they could dance and drink and just have the best time of their lives.
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Post by Ray on Jan 3, 2018 18:59:04 GMT -7
"Me? Cheat?" Adrian says, feigning surprise at the accusation and bouncing his brows high. He turns his eyes towards Katherine, seeing the smile that was on her lips, one that is a little relieved, "Don't I look like an honest man?"
"Honest, my ass," Pork pie huffs. He grabs his drink before leaning back with a heavy grunt against the back of his chair, downing the rest of the liquor and wincing at the terrible taste of it. But the anger disappears from his face the moment Katherine gets up from his lap, expression turning instead to surprise and disappointment. Pork pie's mouth flounders like a fish out of water as he watches Katherine round the table to Adrian, settling down upon his thigh instead, an amused smile twisting at Adrian's lips.
"It's all chance," he replies as he looks up to her, the lilt of sarcasm marking his words, his smile warm and his palm settling comfortably upon the small of her back. He sees her mouth those words to him, and rolls his eyes subtly at her worry. He had it all under control. Even with pork pie's arrogance. But her kiss is soft upon his cheek, and when she leaves, his hand trails across her back before falling to his lap. He watches after her for a second, watching the swish of her dress. Pork pie draws his attention back when the man lurches to his feet, and for a moment Adrian is sure that he's going to throw a punch. But instead the man sets the hat angrily upon his head and storms off, pockets empty. A wry smirk fills Adrian's lips and he reaches out to grab his ring and twist it back upon his finger, putting on the watch for good measure.
"Another round?" He asks, looking to the other two still remaining.
"Fat fucking chance." One of them snorts, rising also. But he's a little less steady on his feet, stumbling away on wobbly legs in search of another drink at the busy counter. The other sighs but remains, still staring after Katherine.
"Where do I get a bird like that." He asks wistfully.
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Post by Snowglobe18 on Jan 3, 2018 19:18:58 GMT -7
Katherine pretty much had all the men looking at her as she made her way to the bar, men eager to get her alone, to get a kiss and maybe a little more. They were getting her drinks and if she was honest she liked the attention, like the attention she got from the men but there was only one she was taking Home tonight. At that thought she glanced over her shoulder in the direction of Adrian and watched as pork pie left him with the other two men at the table.
After a minute or so another of the men moved in the direction of the bar where she was and the third well he seemed to want to get his hand on Katherine but that wasn’t anything new. She caught Adrian’s attention and nudged her head subtly in the direction of a passageway that was dark and she slipped off of her stool and made her way into the passage.
It was dark but with her eyes she could still see Adrian walk into where she was hiding but if anyone else looked for them then they wouldn’t see. Her eyes looked up at him and she chewed on her lip. “Nice game English” she teased softly at him before leaning up and putting her lips to his for a moment.
Then she pulled back from the kiss and chewed on her lip once more. “We can add that to the money we have back at the flat” she said and grinned up at him as she leaned back against the wall. She bent a knee up and put her foot against the wall behind her. She knew he liked to touch her and he definitely liked the dress that she had on because even though he has seen her naked so many times before she was sure he liked to still imagine what it was like to touch her. To feel her.
To kiss her.
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Post by Ray on Jan 3, 2018 19:37:56 GMT -7
"They really don't make them like that anymore," the man continues, almost sadly now, looking as if he's finally come to the realization that he has no chance with Katherine. Adrian fills the pockets of his black slacks with the newfound wealth, counting out enough to last them a couple more weeks with their lavish lifestyle. He gives a grin towards the man, stuffing the roll of cash deep into his pocket and lifting his half-empty glass of whiskey towards his lips. She's moved towards the bar, a dozen heads turned her way and a few more courageous men wandering towards her to try and get themselves a slice. But she rebuffs them, easily, taking a seat upon a stool and watching him out of everyone in this underground bar with a subtle eye.
"No, they don't." He replies, catching Katherine's gaze across the way. The woman nudges her head towards a darkened corridor, away from the bustle of the speakeasy's crowd and the noise of the band still playing upbeat jazz on the makeshift stage. He downs his drink, swallowing it easily, and moves away from the abandoned table to follow.
She waits for him in the shadows, lips finding his as soon as he joins her, tasting of strong liquor and rounded in a smile. Adrian kisses back for that short moment, trying not to scoff at the nickname their dear new friend had given him. She pulls away from him with a grin to lean against the wall, bending her knee upwards and exposing the dark strap of her stockings as her skirt hitches higher.
His eyes linger momentarily upon her thigh as he pulls the cash from his pocket, holding it up in front of her in the confines of the corridor. "Three hundred, give or take a few. Plus a watch," he adds on, shaking out his wrist. It's case is gold, easily worth more than the ring Adrian had tossed into the pot. The face has a black finish and a crystal screen, the band smooth leather that hugs his wrist comfortably. "Good night, all in all." He replies, lowering his wrist back to his side and handing the cash over to her.
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Post by Snowglobe18 on Jan 3, 2018 19:51:36 GMT -7
Katherine smiles at the amount and knew it would last them another couple more weeks but of course they would be back doing this again and again only this time with different people. Different men that liked to get a slice of Katherine while Adrian ripped them apart at his card games. In the beginning this had started out as fun but then they realised they could make some real money out of this so they continued to play the games.
Adrian already at the table and then Katherine coming along later always in a different dress each one seemingly shorter than the last but she loved that, loved being able to dress like this rather than the tight dresses they left behind years ago.
Katherine looked at the watch and then shook her head before letting a sigh fall from her lips of course he would like the watch too. He then handed her the cash and she chewed on her lip before shoving it down the front of her dress and by her breasts “You can take the money out when we get back home” she said in a soft tease. The two of them practically shared a bed now, after that first time in New York when they decided to use each other as comfort it had just been the two of them and honestly they weren’t ever out of each other’s arms so in the end she just said about him sleeping in her bed anyway.
She glanced in the direction of the end of the passage that led back into the bar area and she watched them. Humans moving about breaking laws because they wanted to have fun. Katherine had found it easier to be among them and for them to come in close but it had been Adrian that was putting her back together. Making it easier for her to have fun, to smile and laugh and everything else. At that thought she looked back at him with a smile on her lips.
“This definitely is fun”
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Post by Ray on Jan 3, 2018 20:15:31 GMT -7
As she takes the money and shoves it down her dress, Adrian watches her with a crooked smile, letting his back fall against the wall behind him. He slides both hands into his pockets, tilting his head slightly to the side and looking at her. "I might get lost in there along the way." He admits in a tease. They've come a long way from the barely speaking traveling duo they once were, always awkwardly moving around each other and too afraid to speak out of fear that the dreaded memories of what happened in London would slip free. That city has been all but forgotten, swallowed by the bright lights and loud music of New Orleans, swallowed by the lavish parties and easy money, swallowed by the nights spent wrapped around each other.
He can't even remember the last time she woke from a nightmare screaming.
"It has its perks," he replies with a sly grin. More than a few of them, to tell the truth. Somehow, outlawing liquor across America has only made this country more unruly. And in all the best ways. Like one big, never-ending party -- full of booze and crime and sex. The music changes at that thought, drawing Adrian's eyes towards the darkened opening of the corridor as the sounds of trumpets crooning echo down towards them. There's a few excited shouts, a few passing shadows as people hurry to the dance-floor, a few clinks of glasses.
He lets his head fall back against the wall and rolls it to look back at Katherine, an amused smile filling his lips. He glances over her, the short dress, the flash of garter stockings, the long length of her neck and pearls and legs. "I hope you're keeping that dress." He tells her, flicking his brown eyes towards her face.
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Post by Snowglobe18 on Jan 3, 2018 20:26:37 GMT -7
Katherine snorts when he says about getting lost down the front of her dress “Oh I hope so because you know how I like your fingers on my breasts” she grins at him and then looks towards the opening as the music changes and she finds herself tapping her hand against her thigh to the music.
After a moment of silence between them he speaks about her keeping the dress and she slowly moved her eyes back to look at him and licked her bottom lip. She knew he liked what he saw, he usually did and most of the time she would dress up like this for him because at the end of all this card cheating they went home to their place and he would take her out of the dress.
An idea came to her head and she put her foot back down on the ground before moving over to where he was standing. They could go out and dance and they probably would after all she loved to dance. He said he would take her dancing and Katherine believed him. “I just might” she said before she slipped her hand into one of his pockets and took his hand out of it with her own before she was moving his hand towards the bottom of her dress by her thigh. She slid his hand underneath the skirt and placed his hand on the top of her thigh.
Katherine leaned up to his ear and whispered “I picked it out just for you” she then nuzzled her nose against his cheek before kissing it. She knew he liked to touch her from the way that he would run his hand over her as they slept together. As if he couldn’t get enough of her skin, as if her skin was silk and he needed to touch It or it would fall away from him.
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Post by Ray on Jan 3, 2018 20:51:39 GMT -7
Katherine slips from the wall to step towards him, her hand disappearing into his pocket to draw his free. He watches her curiously, trying to figure out what she's up to. For a moment, he thinks she'll pull from this place, take him to the dance-floor, make him swing her to the beat to the music. It's a tempting thought. Between the music and their winnings, he would not protest to letting loose a little, in one of the best places in this city to let loose.
But she guides his hand lower, sliding it beneath the hem of her skirt and up her thigh. The curiosity filters away as it becomes obvious what she has in mind. Between the whisper, the kiss on the cheek, and the soft skin now touchable beneath his fingertips, it's not dancing to the band she's planning. "Oh, is that so?" Adrian asks her, ticking a brow upwards as he lets his eyes skim over her face. He lets his palm smooth over her thigh, catching at the bands of her garters, feeling the hem of her underwear, the tickle of lace. "Thank you for that."
He leans off of the wall and, with his free hand drawing from his other pocket to catch her at her hip, he leads her backwards towards the wall behind her, pressing her tightly to it as he aligns his body up against hers. He catches her wrists with both hands and holds them over her head, pinning them to the bricks. His mouth finds hers, kissing her deeply and slowly as the music thrums around them. And, clasping her wrists together with one hand, he lets his other slide back down beneath her skirts. He slides his palm over her thigh once more until they slip between, cupping over her mound, stroking his fingers against her at the space beyond. He parts her lips with his as he traces circles over her, tongue pressing into her mouth to massage against hers.
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Post by Snowglobe18 on Jan 3, 2018 21:16:26 GMT -7
He's pretty much twigged what it was they should do in this dark passageway especially when he asks her the question and she innocently shrugs up a shoulder. But she could feel his hand against her thigh, his skin touching hers. He then thanks her for wearing the dress for him. It really was her pleasure and maybe it'll be his later, who knows. He leans off the wall and then puts his other hand on her hip and is guiding her back to the wall space that she had just vacated before pressing her up against it, his body pressing up against hers as he did so.
Katherine knows they would have to be quiet but then again she wasn't sure people would be able to hear them with the sound of the music filling the place.
He took her wrists with both of his hands before holding them up over her head against the bricks and then he kisses her. She has to admit that this definitely hasn't happened before but she's definitely excited about what is going to happen. He kissed her slowly and deeply as if he wants to take his time, to make sure that she enjoys every minute of it while her hands were up against the bricks behind her. Then without warning one hand slides back down to under her skirt and his fingers are back against her thigh and she swallows hard in the kiss. Her hand still above her head this time being held there by one hand.
Adrian's fingers then slides between her thighs and she can't help but close her eyes tightly, he parts his lips with hers and lets his tongue press into her mouth and massage against her own.
Katherine arched her hips up against his fingers and continues to let their tongues massage against one another and for a moment it felt like she was in heaven with him. That is the thing about them doing this for so long, he knew where to touch and kiss to make her moan, to make her yield against him. Slowly she pulled away from his mouth and whispered to him, even if she couldn't move to his ear, he would still hear her anyway. "How are you doing this to me?" she asked because he was making her his. He knew every part of her, he knew how to make her sigh in pleasure.
He knew how to make her toes curl and the only two people who knew that were Robb and Jon and neither of them were around. "Oh god" she said and leaned her head back against the wall once more and closed her eyes again.
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Post by Ray on Jan 3, 2018 21:30:23 GMT -7
She responds almost instantly, her hips arching towards his touch, her tongue pressing back to his. They've been together longer than most people are married, though for them the years pass quickly as if weeks were only days, hours even, time a strange concept when you have an infinite amount of it. But in that time, in the twenty years since that morning in New York, more nights have passed with them entangled between sheets than have passed with them separated. He's learned her body that a map burned into the back of his mind, knows every curve, every dip, every soft spot that makes her tense against him. And while he's never done this with her, never pinned her to a wall at the back of some bar, he still knows how to get her breathless.
It helps that his younger years were full of backroom rendezvous with nameless tavern girls.
She whispers, faintly, a question that sounds more begging than serious. And then her head falls back, her eyes slipping closed and Adrian smiles as he lowers his mouth to her throat. "Practice makes perfect," He replies, voice just as quiet, before he presses his lips to a tender spot of skin just beneath the curve of her jaw, rolling his tongue against her there, sucking softly.
His fingers pause to shift beneath her underwear, to feel her skin beneath his, to rub back against her slowly in the same circles he's tracked with his tongue. But after a moment, he presses two inside of her, sinking them deep and stroking them in and out.
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Post by Snowglobe18 on Jan 3, 2018 21:49:54 GMT -7
It wasn't fair because he knew just how to touch her, they had been together that long that he could kiss her in a certain place and it would make her yield. He even seemed to know the right thing to say to make her laugh and for the last twenty years she has felt better because of him. He took a broken Katherine and made her feel so much better. He was patient with her, he would hold her when she had nightmares. He would let her tell him things and not judge, Adrian really brought her back and it was crazy just how these two vampires who had ran away from London to make each other feel better. To get their heads back together. To stay away from the past and learn to live in the present.
Adrian had made her laugh again, smile again and he knew just where to touch and kiss.
He whispered to her and she grinned softly before his lips were at her skin and his tongue was rolling against her neck.
Then his fingers slipped under her underwear and before long his fingers were inside of her moving in and out and again she arched her hips up towards him. Katherine closed her eyes even tighter as he moved his fingers in and out of her. "Adrian" she said in a very soft pleasured moan. She slowly parted her legs a bit so that it was a little easier for him but god this has never happened between them before. He has never done anything like this with her in the back of a bar probably because they hardly stayed long enough for it to happen but tonight, tonight was one of those nights she would probably remember for the rest of her life.
Katherine wasn't sure what was going on with them but they definitely had more crazier times lately and she loved it.
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Post by Ray on Jan 3, 2018 22:05:10 GMT -7
Adrian has to bite onto his own lip when Katherine moans his name, the sound barely audible over the loud jazz music playing in the other room, but still caught by his ears. It sounds so sweet coming from her lips, so wanting. And all Adrian can think in that moment is his desire to hear it again. Just as softly. Just as pleasured. He does not care about being too loud or being caught. He's never been embarrassed or worried about that, not even in the worst of places. Most people are stupid, too inside their own heads to ever actually notice or too drunk to figure out what's going on. And here in the shadows of this basement-turned-bar, no one is thinking about what's happening beyond the flow of illegal alcohol and the loud bass of the band.
They have this place all to themselves and the beat of the drums and horns to replace the missing beating of their hearts.
Her legs part a little more for him, letting him press as deeply as he can, stroking at her each time his fingers slip in and out. He draws his mouth from her throat, brushing his lip briefly up over her jawline before he tugs lightly upon her lower lip with his teeth, gently, not enough to hurt. He quickens the roll of his fingers, feeling at her.
As he releases her lower lip, his eyes settle upon her face, "What else would you like?"
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Post by Snowglobe18 on Jan 3, 2018 22:23:22 GMT -7
It seems like Adrian could surprise her everytime, sometimes she would look at him and see the young man who had come to Winterfell and flirt with her all the time. It seemed to be worse when Sansa and Tristan got together because then it felt like she was his conquest all that time. Then came the time when she turned him, gone was the boy and the vampire was born. Katherine looked after him and it was only in the last twenty years that he looked after her. He repaid all those times she sat up with him to detox him of any human blood by bringing her back, by looking after her. By being patient with her, learning just what it took to make Katherine tick.
He brushes his lips up her jawline before tugging at her lower lip with his teeth. Katherine had taught him many things including that sex and feeding was two very different things and it would be something for him to keep up with in the future, he could have sex and not feed on the person and for that she was definitely proud.
He rolls his fingers against her feeling as much as he can and then releases her lower lip and she feels his eyes on her so she slowly opens her own but that didn't stop the pleasure from running through her veins. He then asked what else she would like and there was only one thing she wanted right now. One thing that would make her go over that edge. The very one that he seems to be eluding her from, the one he kept her from going over.
"You" she said and swallowed hard. "I want you and I want you so badly right now" she huffed out a soft laugh around the moan. Katherine didn't care how she had him but she so wanted to go over that edge, and to take him with her as she did so. She wanted him to join in this trip with her and the only way that could happen was if he was inside of her right now.
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