Post by electra on Jun 29, 2015 18:39:39 GMT
WHY DON'T YOU PLAY WITH BOWS AND ARROWS? Electra sat in the cushioned chair quietly as her fingers gently rubbed the soft fabric of her black, chiffon dress. She hated getting ready for special events, especially school dances. People would see her in a different light, one that was less threatening, and….feminine. Ele was terrible with acting feminine! She was a demon…a tattoo artist!! She hung out with guys all day, not girls, so she didn’t know anything about being pretty or graceful or cute. The closest person she knew who was all of those things was, well, Iriel. He may have been a man, but damn that guy had a killer girl style! Today they started out shopping in the mall for dresses and shoes. It didn’t take long for them to find the perfect gowns before moving on to try out heels. With that, Iri gave her a lesson on walking in them…because she kept falling on her face with every step. It was terribly sad how well a man could walk in heels compared to her. Theeen they also took a side-stop at Victoria’s secret because he certainly insisted that lingerie was a huge part of the outfit. So then they bought shit load of bra’s, panties, and corsets-everything that looked remotely sexy on them. It was actually… really fun!Getting back to the present, Ele now sat silently while Iriel worked on her hair. She had never really known how calming it was to have someone just fiddle around with your hair. It felt equivalent to being petted, like if you were a cat nestled in someone’s lap. Yet, she still felt a stirring of emotions erupting in her stomach. Would she look pretty enough? What if she couldn’t walk right in her heels? What if Misha saw? Fuck, that last one made her want to vomit. She hated thinking of him that way, and yet she couldn’t help to. But, that wasn’t the worst of what she thought of. The main though that crossed her mind was about her dear friend Iriel. It seemed like so many guys liked him! What was it that he was doing right, and she was doing wrong? Even Misha seemed to stare at him somewhat longingly in class….. Whatever it was, she needed to get in on that shit…."How is it coming?" She asked nervously, outlining a dark flower that was stitched perfectly on her dress. |
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Post by Iriel Parker on Jul 3, 2015 1:36:16 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on This was the best day ever! He was getting to spend time with his tattoo artist and have a day of pure shopping. They had agreed a while back that they would both go to the dance with their friend group, look sexy as hell, and have a blast. But Iriel hadn't expected for his dear friend to be so unskilled in the ways of being a woman. It sorta blew him away at how bad Electra was at walking in heels. But have no fear, Iriel shared his skills and secret art of being a woman.
Including on what kind of dress that would fit her body and much, much more! Iriel became her sudden stylist and as the hours past by the two had finished their shopping and now where at Iriel's Dorm. Neil had been kicked out for the two to dress and meet him later at the dance. Giving Ele her privacy Iriel went to dress himself in the bathroom. He had purchased a white dress with black roses that went down one strap and made its way across the breast and to end, in a scattered fashion, at the waist. Everything he had bout at Victoria Secret he had on including a rather sexy bra with fake breast that looked natural and real. It was amazing what some special effect make up could do for you.
Tossing on a pair of stockings and heels, his outfit was then completed with a short lacy scarf around his neck. Mostly, to do one of two things, accent the outfit and to hide the choker that rested around his neck. He didn't want that to be seen. He rather wanted to forget it existed and so far no one questioned it...thankfully.
Taking a curler to his hair he put in springy curls and clipped them back with a black rose clip. Once his attire was finished and nails panting, he went out to Ele and worked on her hair. Brushing it out carefully he stared at it thoughtfully. With skilled hands he started to curl her hair as well. "It's coming very well." His unblinking gaze stared at her in the mirror. He smiled lightly at her with a small chuckle. "You look adorable. You should dress like this more often, its rather sexy." He gave her a little wink and moved onto another strand of hair.
"I think you could break some hearts tonight."
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Post by electra on Jul 14, 2015 0:36:55 GMT
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Magenta eyes stared at Iri’s reflection as a small smile crept upon her lips, accompanied by a light blush. It felt weird seeing the boy dressed as a girl, but in all honesty….he was really pretty. Not handsome pretty, but feminine pretty—even if his tits were fake they looked like they belonged there. “Sexy?” She laughed, finding it hard to picture herself as sexy. Well, at least not as sexy as Iri. “Thanks, although I’d be happy enough hugging the wall. I’m not very good with dances…” Ele murmured, looking around to make sure Neil wasn’t hiding anywhere. She remembered hearing that he was kicked out, but you could never be sure. “The thing is…I don’t know how to dance—not even slow dance or twerking, or whatever the heck people do these days.”
The demon shifted lightly in her seat until her friend had finished her hair. Then, when Ele had the chance, she hopped up to dig through her purse. After a few moments she pulled out a small, crimson box, and made her way back to the boy. “So, since we are both fantastical…I got us something kind of cheesy. Y’know, as a best friend kind of thing.” A chuckle escaped her lips as she opened the lid to reveal two cartilage studs made of a reddish-orange amber gem. “You put one in your cartilage, and I put one in mine.” She continued, yanking on a stray curl that tumbled in her face. “So if anyone tried to mess with you at school they will know we are bro’s, and I’ll fuck them up.” Another smile slipped across the girls face, showing that she was joke….yet also not joking. Iri had been nothing but kind to her, and she knew he acted the same to everyone else. But, some people were judgmental pricks that liked to pick on him, so the demon vowed to keep a close eye on the bird in order to protect him.
Who was she to judge? If the kid wanted to live in a happy bubble of rainbows, sunshine, and sexy lingerie then so be it. Honestly, in the past she really tried hating Iriel because of Misha’s ever growing fondness for him, and she couldn’t do it. He was just so damn nice! That…and it felt good to finally have a close friend. Even if that friend ended up being with the guy she loved most. Life sure was bittersweet—to hell with it! They were here to have a good time, and by golly they were going to have one.
“You look really cute, Eerie! I’d be surprised if you didn’t break some hearts yourself! I’d say you are a top-tier sexy bitch.” Her mind switched back to happy thoughts as she cooed to the bird. Then, just for added effect she leaned over to the side to inspect her rear playfully. “and dat ass!! Girl! You could replace Beyonce with an ass like that.”
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Post by Iriel Parker on Jul 14, 2015 2:36:16 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on Tattooed fingers weaved in and out of his friends hair, gathering, pinning, braiding, and more pinning. The girl had a lot of hair to work with and the boy was enjoying it. Five more minutes came to past and the bird finished her hair. Putting a flower by her ear to top it off, he took the time to admire his handie work. Hmm, maybe he should go into being a hairstylist?
As usual, he had zoned out just enough to miss what was being said to him until he snapped back in half way. He smiled lightly at Electra, "That's okay, I only know how to square dance." He admitted with a small chuckle. "My pops happened to like country music a bit too much. So I learned to two step." He shrugged his shoulders. He might know one kind of dance but that sure as heck would not help him tonight.
Taking two steps back, he let Ele be free from his grasp. Turning to the mirror, he bent down and adjusted himself. Winking at his own reflection he turned and Ele was back at his side with a gift. Honestly, Iriel didn't find this cheesy at all but rather touching. "It's pretty, thank you." Reaching down, he took one stud and went about removing one of his many piercings to replace it with the stud. Putting the old earring down, he brought Ele into a big hug while taking care not to touch skin. "Besties should always match!' He chippered happily.
"I'm sure everyone will stay clear of me now." He mused and gave his friend one final squeeze before releasing her once more. It seemed everytime he let her go she had to do something. One moment she was in front of him and the next she was checking out his ass. The poor bird blushed at the ass comment and shook his head. No way in hell did his bottom put hers to shame! To do that he would have to stuff his butt like a girl stuffed her bra---or well, like his own bra.
Ah-hum. "Hah, doubtful but thanks. However, we need to take our sexy asses out to the dance floor soon. I'm sure Misha and Neil are probably wondering if we got lost." Or rather, if Iriel got them lost in some dark hallway somewhere.
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Post by electra on Aug 6, 2015 16:37:19 GMT
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“Square Dance?” She questioned, finding it hard to imagine Iriel stomping around with a pair of cowboy boots and hat. Then again, it was hard to imagine Iri wearing a dress, but he managed to rock it pretty well. Anyway, there was no way in hell that anyone would be square dancing tonight so it was safe to say they were both going to be far away from the professional twerkers….not that she minded. Her main plan was slipping alcohol in their punch so they could make silly fools of themselves. A drunken dance is the best kind of dance.
Ele smiled as she put her stud in, feeling almost overjoyed that her friend enjoyed her gift. Then, once that task was complete, she practically jumped into his hug with a small giggle. It felt good to have a bestie, y’know? Someone that gives you warm hugs when you’re down, or to talk about tattoo’s with. It was a newfound friendship, but it was sure to be a kickass one. With her fighting skills and the boy’s flare for always getting in trouble, they were sure to have many crazy adventures. “Yes!! We are safe as long as we stick together!” She replied with a slight grin.
At the mention of the ‘boys’, Electra energetically jumped to grab her stuff. “Right!! I totally forgot that was soon.” She mused out loud whilist rushing around the room. Got the dress, got the purse, got the hair—yeah! They were set, right? Man, it was a good thing the phoenix was here. It would take ages to get the demon out the door with her scattered brain.
After gathering her things, Electra made her way towards Iriel to give him a rushed kiss on the head before they headed out the door. It was a friendly affectionate gesture she did that always came across as a motherly habit. The only thing was…somewhere during that walk to him she decided to be an idiot and leap over to him. Normally this wouldn’t have been a problem, but she was in a dress…a very long dress. One that got caught on things quite easily, like say, a lamp cord that she totally though she could hop over. So, the demon was almost to her friend when her feet were viciously entangled in the black cord.
The action that happened in minutes felt like it had happened in seconds. One moment she was springing over to gently peck his forehead, then the next she felt her eyes close and her lips plant against something strangely warm. She wasn’t gonna lie, it felt comforting like a comforting embrace to the face. It was oddly exhilarating, yet the thrill ended as soon as the realization hit. Electra was….kissing Iri!? Not just that, she was clinging to him, too! During the fall she must have grabbed on for support and had not realized what she was doing. Fuck, yeah it was better for her to keep her eyes closed. It was much better than facing the embarrassment as well as the fact that she kind of liked it.
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