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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Jun 23, 2010 16:21:22 GMT -5
((.....oh...haha))
Dante couldn't help but laugh. He guessed she really wasn't interested in anyone other than Dante; or rather him.
"Why don't you feel for yourself?" He asked before reaching out and grasping her hands, moving them to his shoulders before dropping his own.
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Post by Milk on Jun 23, 2010 16:33:17 GMT -5
Jenna paused when he grasped her hands and lifted them up. She hadn't been expecting that at all, and his comment made her a bit apprehensive. It sounded flirty and charming.
Her hands slid slowly up his neck, tracing about this for a few moments before she slid her hands up to his chin. Her delicate fingers gently traced over his chin before moving up. One hand found his lips and traced them silently. She was surprised by how soft they were, and how she felt a sudden longing for those lips to be somewhere on her.
Jenna licked her lips, and then continued with the rest of his face. Her hands were then shakily pulled back to her lap, where they locked themselves with each other. She grinned, cheeks pink. "You feel handsome."
Her cheeks pinkened more after that comment, but at this point, Leela had watched long enough. She approached.
Leela was okay-looking. She had brown hair, it was gelled up in some "fashionable" style and wore make up and a skimpy dress that showed off too much butt and boobs and emphasized her tight belly. "Hi there!" she greeted with a glance at Jenna. Jenna tilted her head to the floor, conflict on her face. "Jenna? Whose your friend?" she asked, wanting to be introduced.
Jenna shrugged. "I don't know his name," she mumbled, returning to calmness. She felt anxious about the attraction she felt to the man- she hadn't had a great history with dating. Hence why she doesn't date. He seemed so nice and funny too, but she was sure he was probably just another horrible person...Normal nice funny guys didn't date blind girls.
Leela's eyes widened and she looked at Dante, grinning the sexiest "do me" grin she could. She twirled a lock of hair around her finger, looking at him expectantly. "Well, that's awfully rude," she told Jenna. She was getting excited- she was about to speak to Dante.
Jenna's eyes flashed with suspicion and she moved her head towards where Leela was. She was getting awfully chummy with the man, and the comment was weird. It clicked in after a second and she stood. "I, uh...I have to go to the bathroom," she mumbled and moved away. Leela made sure one of her guards caught up with her and showed her to the bathroom, before turning back to Dante for attention. She was like some stupid dog, dying for attention.
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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Jun 24, 2010 9:27:52 GMT -5
Dante frowned when the blind woman, Jenna, stood and was directed away by two large men. He wanted to sigh aloud as he turned to look back at the woman before him. He let his gaze roam over her too gelled up hair to her skimpy clothings. God damn he was so tired of these types of women. It seemed they were the only kind that wanted anything to do with him.
Not that he usually didn't love them; after all they were a quick screw that wanted no strings attached. But for some reason looking at Jenna stirred something deep within him, some irrisitable urge to claim her.
"Having a good time?" he asked boredly, taking a swig of beer.
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Post by Milk on Jun 24, 2010 9:33:32 GMT -5
"Oh, yes!" she agreed and sat on Jenna's stool. "I always have fun when I come here! I..." Leela began her long, unoriginal babble about why she was a fan and how she loved their music and such. Like most of the other bimbos, she was just bland and pointless. "So...There's that story, what were you and Jenna talking about? You seemed interested...It wasn't about her tea shop, was it?" she asked, sounding afraid that it was. Jenna was the owner of a garden tea house. People could drink tea, or pay extra to drink with her and just vent. Jenna knew very well she had a calming affect on people, and since she couldn't help in a lot of ways, this was her way of helping people.
Jenna stood in the bathroom, staring at the floor. She was torn- she really liked the man, presumably Dante, but she knew Leela liked him too, and Leela would give him a free night of sex. Except, the way his lips felt and his voice sounded, Jenna was pretty darn interested in knowing him more- including physically.
Another conflict came up then- how would she get rid of her guards? Jenna chewed on her cheek and then exited the bathroom. "I'm ready to go back," she said. They nodded and lead her to the general area, until she could get to her seat on her own. Leela looked over with a frown. Jenna grinned, unaware of the jealousy that was currently coursing through her friend.
"Sorry about that," Jenna said, smiling. "Nature calls, you know?"
Leela's eyes bulged when Jenna reached over and touched her legs, and then Jenna's eyes bulged and she pulled her hand away. "Oh! Leela...you took my stool?"
Leela flushed red. "Uh...Yeah, these shoes were killing me," she mumbled pathetically.
Jenna grinned and shrugged. "No worries, just asking. Can you order me another beer?" she asked Leela, handing her her wallet. Leela forced a grin to her face as she said sure and went to get the tender's attention. Jenna grinned. "Thank you," she said, hearing Leela stand and move off towards the bartender. Jenna felt around for her seat, quickly reclaiming it.
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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Jun 25, 2010 3:17:41 GMT -5
Dante almost sighed aloud in relief when Jenna returned, then couldn't help a knowing grin from reaching his face when she very subtly lead Leela away so she could reclaim her seat. Almost like a queen reclaiming her throne.
"I think you're friend is going to be quite upset when she see's you've taken your seat back."
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Post by Milk on Jun 25, 2010 3:25:15 GMT -5
Jenna chuckled, shrugging. "Well, she can find another fish to fry," she said, pausing afterwards. "After she returns with my beer."
Leela returned with a beer and her wallet, and then excused herself. Jenna sipped her drink, grinning like a school girl.
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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Jun 25, 2010 3:43:51 GMT -5
Dante couldn't help but laugh at her wolfish grin. "You know you may not be as innocent as you seem." He said with a grin, finding her increasingly more interesting by the minute. He looked over the crowd before his eyes caught sight of the men who had escorted her to the bathroom and frowned. "I may be wrong here, but it almost looks like you've got yourself some bodyguards."
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Post by Milk on Jun 25, 2010 3:51:28 GMT -5
Jenna laughed at his comment on her innocence, nodding in agreement. "I'm not all innocent, but I'm not a devil either," she informed him with a big grin. The grin shrunk when he commented on her guards. She looked over towards where she heard a crowd, frowning deeply. "My dad's...He's important, and he doesn't want his-" she set her beer down and lifted her hands. She had to make quotation marks. " 'Weak, blind baby girl' to be hurt. He put me through some karate lessons too. I have to live with a woman of his choosing to care to my needs and such...The only part of my life he can't really touch is my shop and relationships..." Her tone was bitter, and her eyes narrowed at a thought. I bet that changes soon though, she thought. "He's just looking out for me, I guess, but...I'm not a child anymore."
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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Jun 25, 2010 7:04:31 GMT -5
Dante nodded. "Must be a pain in the ass. If I had someone trailing me all the time I'd go crazy." He glanced over to the bodyguards, trying to imagine what it would be like if their roles were reversed and felt instant distaste before turning back to her. "That's right, your friend mentioned something about a tea shop as well. So what's that all about?"
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Post by Milk on Jun 25, 2010 10:12:16 GMT -5
Jenna blushed a bit and shook her head. "Oh...She did?" She sighed and took a sip of her beer again. "Well, in school, I liked community service, but I couldn't do much to help people. I was really good a business though, and making people relax, so I just started a tea shop where if someone wanted, they could talk to me..." She shrugged, face red as she explained this. "It's like at the hairdressers- you relax and tell them everything going on in life and what not, have time to vent without being judged...I can't see them, so they feel a lot more calm about talking..." She rambled, the blush staying. "Ah...Every time I explain this out loud, it sounds weird and kinda lame. I just want to help people feel better, I guess," she finished and took a swig from her beer.
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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Jun 26, 2010 17:08:27 GMT -5
Dante actually understood her completely. He was sure that if she had been able to see him he wouldn't have been anywhere near as comfortable talking to her like this. Her blindness was calming. The realization that there would be no judging, or no woman eye fucking him was so relaxing that he almost sighed aloud in bliss.
"You're never scared that someone will cheat you? I mean it's not like you can exactly see what they're doing. What if it's time for them to pay up and instead of a ten they pass you a buck. How would you ever know?"
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Post by Milk on Jun 26, 2010 17:53:52 GMT -5
Jenna smiled. "I have waitresses who handle the money. If they're interested in talking, they pay first and then are allowed to see me," she explained. She shrugged. "So...That's how. I don't handle the money alone." She found the bar and set her beer down. "When's the band coming back on? I really enjoyed their music, oh, especially the one song-" She babbled, complimenting everything about the band. She did, like everyone else, particularly like Dante, but not because of his looks. She had only been interested in that because she was trying to understand what someone found physically attractive. Leela provided poor explanations though, so she still hadn't the slightest idea what "good looking" meant. Jenna was attracted to sounds and feelings. Dante sounded breathtaking to her, and assuming her guess was that she was currently speaking to Dante, he felt just as wonderful. Jenna finished babbling, cheeks red again. "Um...Do they play every night? I really like the singer's voice..."
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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Jun 30, 2010 8:57:36 GMT -5
Dante chuckled, a cocky grin catching his lips. "What do you like about his voice?" He asked curiously.
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Post by Milk on Jun 30, 2010 9:08:44 GMT -5
"It's..." She stopped, trying to think of an appropriate word to use. "He sounds breathtaking to me..." She mumbled, blushing. "He has the prettiest voice I've ever heard."
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Post by I'msoAwesomeRAWR! on Jun 30, 2010 9:23:15 GMT -5
Dante felt his cocky grin as it slowly slipped from his lips. He stared down at Jenna, wondering how she could seem to incredibly beautiful to him and how he could want her so much when he had just met her.
This wasn't like how he wanted other women he just met. The women that he screwed and never bothered to talk to again. Somehow this was different.
He felt strangely possessive of her, and wanted to bare his teeth at any man that dare even glimpse her way. It was actually a little unnerving.
"You know they say a lot of bad things about Dante. That he's a womanizer and a heartless bastard. You sure you still like him?"
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