dramaticmuses: 006. Gentleman
Title: A Weak Replacement
Prompt/Number: 006. Gentleman
Rating: NC-17/FRAO
Character/Fandom: Amy Madison (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)
Word Count: 352
They were all gentlemen, in their own way.
The shy ones always blushed a little when she caught their eye, mostly they wanted to talk about their families, how proud they were of their children, how Amy reminded them of their daughters. That always made her chuckle inwardly, but often she didn't let them in on the irony. The shy gentlemen were most often a source of friendly conversation and companionship, even if it was accompanied by Moet. If she told them what she did, that for a price she would open her body to them, it almost always ended with awkward prepositions by the elevator, hands trembling as they lingered on her lower back, realising she wasn't going to pull away.
The lewd ones were easy to set a trap for. She would stand by the bar, idly stirring her drink and showing plenty of leg, glancing in their direction. Amy liked the lewd ones, because they were unpredictable. They could draw the evening out in intimate verbal foreplay over oysters, or take her straight upstairs and fuck her senseless before the sun had even set.
The ones she didn't share much, if any, common language with were somewhat boring, at least at the table. The ones that travelled alone usually used touch alone to communicate, which was primitive and exciting. In groups, she usually just smiled and pretended to get the joke. The europeans especially tended to eat and drink heavily and as a result could be quite uninterested in anything more then a bedtime blow-job. Of course she obliged, but afterward she usually found an attractive young man in their employ to take advantage of.
Amy enjoyed the gentlemen more then she cared to admit. She was addicted to the attention, the human contact that had been missing for half her teenage years. She'd put magic aside and replaced it with sex, she wasn't sure why other then the fact that to feed her magic addiction, more and more was necessary, but with sex, there was only so much that her body could take before it needed to rest.
Prompt/Number: 006. Gentleman
Rating: NC-17/FRAO
Character/Fandom: Amy Madison (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)
Word Count: 352
They were all gentlemen, in their own way.
The shy ones always blushed a little when she caught their eye, mostly they wanted to talk about their families, how proud they were of their children, how Amy reminded them of their daughters. That always made her chuckle inwardly, but often she didn't let them in on the irony. The shy gentlemen were most often a source of friendly conversation and companionship, even if it was accompanied by Moet. If she told them what she did, that for a price she would open her body to them, it almost always ended with awkward prepositions by the elevator, hands trembling as they lingered on her lower back, realising she wasn't going to pull away.
The lewd ones were easy to set a trap for. She would stand by the bar, idly stirring her drink and showing plenty of leg, glancing in their direction. Amy liked the lewd ones, because they were unpredictable. They could draw the evening out in intimate verbal foreplay over oysters, or take her straight upstairs and fuck her senseless before the sun had even set.
The ones she didn't share much, if any, common language with were somewhat boring, at least at the table. The ones that travelled alone usually used touch alone to communicate, which was primitive and exciting. In groups, she usually just smiled and pretended to get the joke. The europeans especially tended to eat and drink heavily and as a result could be quite uninterested in anything more then a bedtime blow-job. Of course she obliged, but afterward she usually found an attractive young man in their employ to take advantage of.
Amy enjoyed the gentlemen more then she cared to admit. She was addicted to the attention, the human contact that had been missing for half her teenage years. She'd put magic aside and replaced it with sex, she wasn't sure why other then the fact that to feed her magic addiction, more and more was necessary, but with sex, there was only so much that her body could take before it needed to rest.