Happenstance
There hadn't been time to call in any of my new team, and frankly, at this early stage, I wasn't entirely sure that I could rely on them in a situation that I hadn't planned out and strategised thoroughly. And so, it was on my lonesome that I strode into the lobby of the W Hotel in Westwood, having broken out the nattiest and least action-worn
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The Hellfire Club had become quite annoying to me in the past few months, especially since they seemed to lavish attention on Selene while ignoring me. Yes, I'd managed to get inside the Inner Circle through my "dancing", and yes. I had not cared who I had to sleep with in order to secure my membership.
But if they continued on their silly task of "destroying" the X-Men, I would vomit from disgust.
Sleeping with Sebastian had not been something I'd enjoyed, but thankfully I had toyed with his mind enough to make him think I'd had five orgasms. It would suitably stroke his ego -- I wasn't about to stroke anything else.
Telling the members that I was going to "recruit" some mutants for our cause had been a simple enough plan, but again? I was truly bored. Finding a way into the clubs using my telepathy to either bend their will or to make them believe that I was not there at all had been the most fun I'd had in ages.
Being among humans had notThe frown on my face was still there once I entered my ( ... )
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"Hello, dear. Do come in. Would you care for a drink?"Her voice was even and cultured, with the sound of my own home country to it, though I wasn't entirely sure from three sentences whether it was genuine. I did, though, suddenly find myself relaxing quite a bit, and I shook my head to try to clear such thoughts. Even as I did, I placed my pistol on the table beside the entryway and shut the door behind me ( ... )
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"Really?" One eyebrow shot up and I couldn't wipe the amused grin off my face. "And how, pray tell, are you going to stop me, dear?" Standing, I walked over to him and lightly touched his arm, trailing it up to his neck until my fingers toyed with his lips. Unable to resist, I kissed him before pulling away.
"Delicious."
Turning my back on him, I put an extra sway into my walk as I got out the champagne that was chilling. "Would you care for a drink?"
{Take your coat off and relax. You'll be staying here with me for quite some time.}
I poured two flutes and smiled over my shoulder as I handed one to him. Studying his body, with my eyes focused on one area in particular, I licked my lips as if the kiss was still there.
"Now, won't you tell me why you felt the need to crash through the penthouse? Not that I can't afford to repair it, but I'm simply curious."
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"I--" Starting to raise my hand, I realised that it was missing the weight of the pistol. Glancing over my shoulder, I noticed it set aside; I couldn't for the life of me remember having put it down. The smug almost-smile she gave me only frustrated me further.
Before I knew it, and before I could react, the woman had closed the space between us and planted a kiss on my mouth that might very well leave a bruise.
"Delicious."
"I am finished entertaining you," I said through gritted teeth. Raising my left arm, I attempted to trigger the hidden stake, only to find myself unable to do so. Fear began to creep in around the edges of my anger.
"Would you care for a drink?"
"A bit cliché a question, don't you think?"
Was I fast enough to reach my pistol? Could I turn and spring at the weapon before the demon struck me from behind?
{Take your coat off and relax. You'll be staying here with me for quite some time.}Instead of bolting for my weapon, I complied. The ( ... )
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"Oh I sincerely doubt that," I smirked. He was quite attractive, far more interesting than the members of the Hellfire Club, and for some odd reason? The mortal wasn't afraid of me. Either he was completely daft, which I doubted, or he simply did not find me 'scary'.
As he began to remove his coat, I was able to more appreciate the muscles hidden there as well as other weapons he hadn't shown to me at first. Sitting down next to him, I twirled the liquid in my glass as I studied him further.
"A name, please? I do so hate to call you by someone else's as I'm making you come." My most wicked smile crossed my lips, then, as I explained. "You wouldn't even have to move, dear. Shall we try?"
"I came to turn down the bed. The hotel has a very aggressive housekeeping policy, madame.""Mmm, and a sense of humor as well. Please, though, it's Emma Frost. Madame sounds entirely too formal for occasions like this, don't you agree ( ... )
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The sheer confidence with which she spoke and moved spoke as much to me about her power as the fact of my inability to resist her instructions did. Whatever this particular vampire had in mind, I needed to begin preparing myself for its inevitability. Still, my eyes darted around the room, furtively searching for some other weapon with which to surprise my now captor.
"A name, please? I do so hate to call you by someone else's as I'm making you come."I bristled. It wasn't as if I could call myself prudish by any standards these days, not with my continuing dalliance with Lilah, and it wasn't as if the woman now sitting beside me was unattractive-- not by a long stretch. I found myself not entirely blaming the poor souls who'd fallen under her influence. The idea of bedding a vampire, though, locked that attraction as quickly as I'd recognized it ( ... )
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"Wesley," I purred, tasting the name on my lips. "Yes, it quite suits you. Although why do I think that you're not quite the prude that most Brits are?"
Really, he seemed too on edge, though. I mentally told him to remove his shirt for me. I was simply curious.
"I'll relax more if I had a better idea of what you're doing here in Los Angeles. The people you've used your... powers on. Are they unhurt? Are you planning anything I should worry about more than just getting the VIP treatment?"Laughing, I lounged on the nearby bed. "Darling I'm here because I choose to be here. No one is hurt. I was merely looking about for something entertaining. Trust me, the Hellfire Club can be so incredibly dull, especially if..." I paused at his last words and removed the fur from my outfit ( ... )
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"I haven't the slightest idea what you're getting at," I answered her through grit teeth. "But I wouldn't besmirch the British at the same time I was using that accent. You might fool an American, but not me."
It probably wasn't the wisest thing to say, and would likely earn me a little ire, but as I was apparently wholly powerless to Frost's suggestion, there was little left to lose. A moment later, I realised that misapprehension as my hands moved of their own volition to remove my shirt.
"Darling I'm here because I choose to be here. No one is hurt. I was merely looking about for something entertaining. Trust me, the Hellfire Club can be so incredibly dull..."
Frost slid the fur-collared cape off and regarded me carefully, looking every inch the predator sizing up its prey. It was a disconcerting end of the hunter's gaze to be on, and I fought against whatever compulsion was keeping me rooted to the spot.
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