erika

erika stadler | 30 | escort | double agent

[bxbblychxos]

Haus of Pleasure- 5:30 pm

Nadia was a generous person, or so she liked to think. She’d reserved Erika pretty early in the day, willing to give her time for herself later on. But for now, she sat in Haus of Pleasure, a small smile on her face as the expert before her demonstrated some different ways to use a toy she already had in her collection. She nodded along, head tilted as the curiosity got the better of her, mind wandering to the blonde woman and what exactly she could do with her and any new toys she’d happened to purchase that day. Glancing towards the door as it opened, Nadia stood, smoothing her dress and excused herself to greet her escort. “Look at you on time and everything,” Nadia grinned as she approached her. “Ready for some fun?”

@erika-stadler

[erika-stadler]

Erika knew the deal between her and Nadia, knew that the woman owned her no matter what, though she had still dressed to impress, the black dress hanging to her body perfectly. Her heels clacked as she walked across the floor to Nadia, smiling softly as if it was simply an escort greeting her guest. That’s all they could be outwardly, their true relationship hidden completely. “Real fun?” she asked, hoping for once there was no business, just pure fun and letting loose. 

[erika-stadler]

jericho-maitland:

It drove Jericho insane, knowing Erika was here, that she was an escort, that she was being fucked by those who’d fantasized her for minutes, hours, maybe a few days, but nothing like the years he’d spent imagining what the blonde would be like in his bed.  He told himself it was just protectiveness, the natural inclination of a supervisor for the one they were responsible for.  But she made holding to that line so very difficult.  An eyebrow quirked in interest, not letting the comment go unexplained. “A nickname?  What is it?  And if you’re ever in need of a good shower somewhere where you can’t be walked in on, you’re always welcome here, Erika.”

“Golden Pussy.” She responded easily, not embarrassed by the name, it was funny, actually. Back home, she never got to have fun like this, it was so frowned upon, yet here? Here she could do whatever she wanted basically. Too bad she wasn’t taking home that escort pay. The blonde moved to go lay on Jericho’s bed, they were so much more comfortable than those in the cabins, everything about being a guest appealed to her, though she didn’t regret her choice. She laid on the bed with one knee bent up, probably giving her handler a view if he looked just the right way. Erika never wore underwear when she was out and about on the island. More fun that way. “Other than that, I don’t really have an updates, save the obvious fact that there’s another dead body at the Dollhouse, but Daniel is there now.”

[markus-severin]

Markus was a kid in the candy shop, literally. He had no idea who or what to do first, and it was frustrating to say the least. He whimpered briefly beneath his breath, “Oh man, choices what the fuck do I do first? I don’t know! What one dammit?!”

[erika-stadler]

Erika turned to the other, eyebrow cocked, unsure of if she would answer or not. She had nothing else better to do. “You fuck someone, of course.”

[erika-stadler]

justxxdanielx:

He smirked and walked towards her, a hand sliding around her waist to pull her close, and brought his lips to her ear. “Very enticing, Erika,” Daniel said lowly, “I’m a newbie, so what does a man like me have to do to rent you?” 

She didn’t tense up when he pulled her closer, something she would have done if she really did not know him. “A newbie?” She asked, a seductive smile on her face, “Officially? You have to arrange it through the escort manager’s office. Unofficially? Tell me you want me, and I’m your’s until you’re satisfied.”

[erika-stadler]

justxxdanielx:

He recognized her instantly and his lips turned up into a smile, but he feigned knowledge of who she might be. “Good,” he said firmly, turning to walk a circle around her, “Now. Your name?” 

Erika resisted the urge to roll her eyes, it was all part of the rouse, after all. She had to do her job. “Erika, I’m an escort here.” She told him, dangling her bracelet for him to see. “You should rent me sometime.” Added she.

[ofstxrdvst-deactivated20190223]

❛  I’m not…No, I’m not an escort. I’m actually a guest but thanks for the compliment?  ❜ Lips curved into a smile, even if her face was telling another story. 

[erika-stadler]

“With a body like that, you could be.” She told the other, not meaning it as an insult by any means.

[ephemeraltm]

‘ IS everyone all loved up for valentine's day, or can i still find a few scattered souls willing to share champagne and sweets with me ? ’

[erika-stadler]

“I wish I could say I’d be there, but I’ve got four clients I think.”

[ficrivs]

❛ | STARTER — OPEN  ]

— ❛ ┆ ‘ ᴏᴋᴀʏ, sᴏ ɪᴛ’s ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ sɪᴍᴘʟᴇ. ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴘᴀɴ-sᴇᴀʀᴇᴅ scallops with some truffle parmesan basmati and rocket drizzled with rioja honey. i’m trying to figure out a few things to add to the menu for spring because chef asked me to bring five recipes forward and i’m kind of, struggling on this one.      ’      he didn’t want it to be too many flavours, wondering if they’d clash or compliment each other.      ‘      i don’t know, i’m wondering if the honey is going to over power everything really.      ’

[erika-stadler]

Erika nodded to the other, imagining each individual dessert in her head. “What if you put the honey around the outside, instead of outright putting it on the scallops. That may help it not take away from everything too much.” 

[ezra-graves-blog]

Ezra was almost finished with his shift. He was finishing up the last of his dishes. The music in the kitchen was all the way turned up. He always did this during closing. It made him want to kill himself less during his shift. As he was washing the dishes carefully he began to tap his foot and then by no time at all he found himself dancing. What a sight it was. Ezra dancing? This was a very rare occasion. He was usually in a bad mood and didn’t want to do anything fun. But he was more excited for the night to begin. He wanted to grab a drink and then maybe go back to his cabin, relax a bit. 

He didn’t even notice someone lurking off in the distance, he was so into what he was doing. As he heard an ahem from the other, he froze in his tracks, slightly mortified. His cold hard attitude back from the shadows.  “We’re closed.” He said sternly. “You shouldn’t be back here.”

[erika-stadler]

Erika had been a whirl and twirl girl for the night, going to dinner with one guest then being tossed over to another within a minute. Her night had been very fast paced, leaving her rather frazzled at the end of the night when she realized she had lost her phone. Retracing her steps, she had found herself back to the restaurant, she poked around and followed the sound coming from the kitchen. The other seemed irritated by her presence, but she simply wanted her phone. “Yeah, I know, I’m just looking for my phone and was wondering how to turn on the lights in the dining room to see if I could find it.”

[myxownxmusesx]

“If you think I’m fucking around, then you are severely demented,” he muttered into the phone, ending the call before he could say more. How easily he got annoyed was an obvious fault of his, but it was nothing he wanted to decipher at the moment. “What?” he said, noticing someone looking his way, “Got a problem?”

[erika-stadler]

Erika giggled a bit when she heard a familiar voice, rounding the corner and easily spotting the man. She watched him for a second, cocking a smile when he addressed her. “No problem at all.”

[daphnexbeaumont]

“Hey there, mind staying still for a few more minutes?” The blonde called from across the cafe, her emerald hues peeking up at the person. Perched on her knees was a sketchbook, her fingers violently moving across the page. “I’m almost done,” Daphne promised. “And I can pay you in chocolate croissants or something.”

[erika-stadler]

Erika was about to get up, when another called out to her. She cocked her eyebrow, taking note of the sketchbook and position of the other, and decided to stay put. “Fine.” She responded, returning to her previous sitting position and waiting patiently for the other to finish.

[erika-stadler]

bxbblychxos:

“By?” the woman asked, brow raised as she moved towards the kitchenette. She opened the cabinets, letting them slam back shut as she pulled down glasses and a bottle of wine. Because I’m really not feeling it right now, Stadler.” She poured a glass for herself, raising the bottle to the blonde with a questioning look. She didn’t wait for an answer, however, instead pouring the woman a glass and pushing it across the bar. 

“Andrea.” Admitted the blonde. She only did as told. Erika watched Nadia carefully, knowing how she could be when she was angry, and staying relatively quiet. “I can leave?” She offered, though then a glass was poured for herself and she found her feet carrying her closer to the other and picking up the glass. “Or something else?” She knew their arrangement well.

[erika-stadler]

jericho-maitland:

Leave it to Erika, whatever her shortcomings the woman was punctual.  Jericho had been responsible for many agents in the course of his twenty years with the Agency but none filled him with a sense of responsibility, protectiveness, and … other conflicting emotions as the one known as Erika Stadler.  As usual, he was alone, his room remaining a sanctum of peace, quiet, and privacy.  Those elements were necessary when it came to occasionally needing to contact Langley, and Jericho had just finished firing off an e-mail update, closing his laptop as he heard the door in the living room open and the familiar voice that couldn’t manage less than to put a smile on a workaholic’s face.  He stood and walked out, the sight of Erika stopping him in his tracks.  An instinctive exhale hissed from between his lips at the curves her outfit accentuated, reminded that he was still a man and one who’d gone too damn long without.  But as usual he tried to push away that thought, self-denial an art form Jericho had perfected over long, lonely years. “How you manage to look like that and still keep enough time in your schedule to see me, I’ll never know.  You’re dedicated to your work Erika.  I … err … mean our line of work, not Arcadia.”

Erika didn’t waste any time once she was in the door, walking to sit on the couch and lean back, relaxing instantly. She had been in high demand lately, which was an odd turn of events, and left her rather sore and tired. The blonde looked towards her handler, the only constant in her life since she had joined the CIA. She couldn’t help but eye him over every time she saw him, always wanting to see every inch of his bare skin, but never pushing for it. She knew him well enough, and knew his history, so she didn’t try. Erika would die if she ruined the relationship the two shared. “Quick showers become the most important part of my job.” She responded, “Apparently I’ve got a new nickname from the other escorts.” Though she didn’t tell him what it was. “What can I say? My handler taught me how to do my job well.”

[erika-stadler]

@jericho-maitland

It was like clockwork, she always came to his room later at night, and used her key to let herself in. Jericho and Erika had a long history, and for the most part he was all she knew when it came to being in the CIA, and always felt some guilt seeing him when she thought of her other activities. If he found out, it would never end well. Sighing, the blonde knocked once, and then allowed herself inside, calling out in hopes of not interrupting anything, “Jer!”

[lukasfrost]

“OW, what was that for?” Lukas hissed, rubbing at the sore spot on his head, “I didn’t do anything to deserve that!”

[erika-stadler]

“Staring at someone else for too long when I asked you a question?” She said, still giving him an unamused look, as she had just asked him when he was off work later, and he had gotten distracted.

[sarataylcr]

“oh gosh…” the woman muttered, brushing her hair from eyes, “it’s so windy here, I knew I should’ve just tied my hair up today.”

[erika-stadler]

“Yeah, I have the same problem.” The blonde said, pushing her own hair back. “My hair tie broke, though, pretty sad really.”

[kennedyparkcr]

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. The one day she was dressed down. Her hair was relatively a mess and it looked like she hadn’t slept in days. Truthfully, she’d just had a very long night. But still, of all the times, she was freaking out at the sight of one her father’s friends. Panicking, she ran up to the nearest person who was conveniently blocking her from sight and tapped them on the shoulder. “I know this is weird as fuck, but can you just stand there for a minute… just something please.”

[erika-stadler]

Erika wasn’t doing anything, between clients for at least an hour, so she wasn’t mad when the blonde asked her to stand still, cocking an eyebrow in curiosity, “Um, sure, but why?” She asked the other blonde, a bit thrown off and terribly curious.