Boots and Boys [closed 8/4]

Plastic given by Ahprodite for just this purpose. What girl didn't shop when she could? This saw Damiana making her way through the mall at leisurely pace. She hadn't loaded Nic down with bags. Yet. For now, they strolled hand in hand. Though she's making her way very determinedly to a shop called , "Gothic Fantasy".

She's in a pair of knee high boots of black, a black denim skirt that was perhaps a bit too short for her brother's comfort...or his own admirable control. Her top was filmy and lacy. Certainly a bit Victorian goth with it's flowing sleeves and rather vampiric seeming appearance. It's corsetted through the torso. All together, she was achieving the gothic angel look, as her makeup is dark, but not harsh. She's softened it, romanticized the goth tones.

nics fingers are twined with hers as they walk along. she hasnt loaded him up yet, but this isnt the first time shes brought him shopping. he knows what to expect. his look is much simpler than his sisters. a white skull candy tee, with black sleeves coming from underneath. his jeans are black and torn up, a chain belt looped through it. around his neck are a pair of goggles, akin to the type bore by many classic anime heros.

They both entered the store, and are surrounded in what could only be termed as a shopping goth girl's fantasy. Steampunk, victorian goth, neo goth. It's all here. Damiana steers from what would be termed the lolita goth wall with a look on her face. As it's a long held tradition, a sort of reward for acting as her bag carrier, she looks up at him, coming slightly up onto her toes to wrap her arms around his neck. She whispered in his ear. "So...whatcha wanna see first?" She asks in flirtatious manner.

he smiles, holding her around her waist and kissing her nose. "hm... the new lolita dresses look cute"

She sighed. "How did I know you'd say that?" A deal was a deal. She moved to one of the racks, already knowing exactly which one she'd do. A size too small with that zipper? A devious smile crossed Damiana's face. She whipped it off the hook, sauntered back to her brother and took him by the hand. That smile both boded well for him, and promised torment. But only the best kind.

She sat him in the chair just outside her door, disappearing into the dressing room. It didn't take her long to appear in a [Only admins are allowed to see this link]. The zipper was left partially down. The bodice is tight, the skirt is short, coming to an inch above midthigh. She leaned against the door that had opened to unveil her.

She stood straight, turning a slow circle. Goddess that skirt was short. She looked over her shoulder at him. "Pleasing?"

he smiled. a light blush hid itself in his cheeks. "its lovely" he replyed, trying to not sound too enthusiastic. in reality he absolutely loved it, and if he was as easy to get at as his father, his cheeks would be cherry red.

She sauntered to her brother, coming to stand hipshot inches from his legs. She picked up the hem of her dress, coming closer to rub the hem over his hand. This in turn brought her thigh within touching distance, and brushed the satin skin against his fingers. "Soft enough, Orion?" She asked him softly, teasingly.

nic smiled up at her, the fabric between his fingers, his hand gently brushing against her skin. "beautifuly so, dear astra."

Her fingers brushed over the back of his hand. "Good. I think I'll get it for you, then. Anything to make that blush appear." She said softly, grinning slightly. She moved off, picking out a dress and bringing it back to try on. Along the way, she grabs a few items along the way.

She comes out in this [Only admins are allowed to see this link], her boots gone and replaced a pair of sky high heels that closed with similar buckles over the dress. The hem of said dress flirted with the tops of the stockings she'd laid her hands on. A collar was buckled around her neck, a chain leash connected to it. This, she brought forward, offering the end of the leash.

She smiled slightly, casting her eyes down submissively. "Does it please...Master?"

nic looked up at her, now blushing in full. his stare is blank for a moment, then he smiles a slightly evil smile and pulls on the leash, bringing her down to his eye level, giving him the chance to place a teasingly breif kiss on her lips. "it does indeed, my dear astra"

She's tugged down to his eye level, a sound caught back in her throat. From the way her eyes stray to his lips and back up to his, it was definitely a good sound. Her breath catches as he brushes over her lips. Lip pulled into her mouth for a moment, she only looked at him. When she spoke it was in a whisper. "Happy to please, Master."

She waits to be released, remaining bent in front of him. Certainly, it made sure the view in the mirror behind her was only for him. Short dress, stockings, and legs that appeared a mile long.

he kissed her once more, letting his lips rest on hers, then released her with a smile.

She kisses him back, standing up straight once more. She turned with grace, looking over her shoulder coquettishly, before she strode away to fetch another dress. She does so, and slunk back into her dressing room.

She's in there for long moments, but comes out in this [Only admins are allowed to see this link], her hair pulled up on her head. The leash and collar still adorns her. Leather guantlets are on her arms. Her boots are present, sky high and imposing, in their way. Yet despite exactly how tough she appears, she still comes forward holding her leash. Her hair is done in just the way that makes it perfectly graspable, and seems to look as if it's about to tumble down.

Her eyes remain downcast submissively.

he once more smiled up at her, and took the leash. this time, however, he pulled it to bring her down onto his lap. his hand runs gently through her hair."this outfit would call for a more dominant attitude, wouldnt you say?" he teased. "more of one holding the leash than one wearing it."

She moves into his lap easily. Her hair tumbles about her shoulders and down her back in a cloud of raven. She peers up at him through it, blue eyes full of mischief and a taunt. "Well, yes." Her hands slid behind his neck. "But sometimes, you must be a wolf in sheep's clothing." There's a click as a collar is slid around his own neck and closes. The leash joins it.

She shifted, sitting straddled over his lap now. "You expected one thing, and when you got something different, you dropped your guard." She looked down at him. One hand held the leash, the other tangled itself in his hair, using it as it's own leash to tug his head back. She came closer to his lips and spoke. "The flow of power and control should be mutable, I think." Her teeth nipped at his lips, at his jaw, then harder into his neck.

nics head goes back freely at her wills. when her teeth start wandering, he lets out a light moan, cut off before someone hears. when her fangs reach his neck, however, hes forced to bite his lip to supress it. through this however, he has a smile on his face

She leaves a very pretty bruise behind after her bite, but comes back to his mouth, slanting hers over his to take it in a very deep kiss. Her hand tightened in his hair, a pleasure pain sensation. She licked into his mouth, playing her tongue over his, engaging in a game of chase. Her hand released his hair and his leash, falling to his hands.

She guided his hands to the back of her thighs, sliding them over the silken flesh, up, up, up. He found nothing but her skin beneath the dress. She gave that a moment to register before she swung from his lap, regaining her feet lithely, the dress falling back into place, once more hiding the secret only the two of them know.

Her fingertips drew a design over his knee for second. "I think, for the next one, I might require your help in the dressing room." With those words, she strode away, gathering various things. She swung into the dressing room. "I'll call you in a moment." A minute, two, three go by. Just as it's becoming almost unbearable, her voice calls softly to him.

no sooner did she call then he arived. prior to that, his foot tapped impatiently, he bit his thumb.. needless to say shes having her disired effect on him.