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Tom Felton promoting Haig Club whiskey 5/31/18
xohailee:
She grabbed her little box she had for tips and walked off the stage. She loved being able to sing, as well as being surrounded by so many attractive people. She started emptying the box, and looked up at the person. “Hey there, did you enjoy the set? I know the lounge has some pretty awesome drinks.” She smiled at them. @ecstasyimport
“YOU’RE A FREAKIN’ rockstar, babe.” pippa had heard hailee’s set from her place at the bar, and she flashed a smile at what seemed like a compliment. “happy to have been of service. you want an after-shift drink? i’ve been working on a few special mixes. i talked to felix... i wanna give ecstasy a signature drink, you know?”
touchstarvcds:
the early shift didn’t typically bring many visitors to the concierge desk. typically, clients checked in later in the evening and slept most of the morning away in time for a late lunch and more of a lavish lifestyle than analeise could ever hope to lead. since she has the morning shift, it’s quiet – so one can usually find her nose in a book. the sound of the phone ringing beside her, cutting through the silence of the lobby, caused her to jump. even so, she’s quick to pick up the phone, “ –– ecstasy hotel and spa, this is analeise speaking, how can i help you this morning? ”
SHE WAITS HER turn, hanging back from the concierge desk so she doesn’t interrupt someone’s conversation. delilah doesn’t know quite how secretive or discrete these phone calls need to be. to be fair, delilah can’t hear the person on the other end of the line, doesn’t know what they want or who they are, but delilah still allows the woman on the phone to deal with their needs first. when she hangs up, delilah steps forward. she tucks her chin a bit, feigns coy if not a little nervous. she sells it, too; anyone would believe she was too shy to ask the question that came next. “hey, so... i was wondering, like... how easy is it to get an... escort here? and... what if there’s someone else? someone i saw that i want to... pay, even if they’re not... you know... an escort?”
iillecebrovs:
isabela didn’t exactly socialize with other dancers, except for january since she loved talking to the woman. “thanks jan.” she smiled. “i mean, unlike a lot of the dancers up there who saw a movie or something, i was an exactly professionally trained dancer.” she said. “perfect, drinks are on me, the man are pretty drunk tonight which means that i get more money than usual.”
“I TOOK SOME dance classes when i was a kid,” january said. “i majored in dance. but it was always so i could work at a club like this.” she flashed a smile at isabela’s comment regarding the sobriety in the room. “so you’re flush,” she said, amused. “i mean, who am i to turn down a free drink? i’ll just take whatever you’re having, babes.”
jasperskane:
“Thanks.” He smiled as he grabbed a new pair of gloves. Nodules? What the hell was that? He thought as he nodded. “Yeah, uh, I can see if they’re swollen or something, give you some numbing spray for your throat but for anything more serious you’d need to go see a doctor.” He mused as he motioned for her to sit on the examine table. Getting a tongue depressor and a flash light he looked into her throat and then he brought his hands up to feel them gently. “Yeah, they look a little red, not swollen but I would rest my voice and drink some tea.” He said as he sat on his chair. “And eat vanilla ice cream. The cold will be good for your throat and the blander flavor will keep it from irritating it worse.” He told her.
HE WASN’T AN ENT, and lenore knew that. still, she’d been nervous when she heart an unfamiliar rasp in her tone and felt the soreness along with it. she parted her lips, tongue moving from between them so jasper could get a better view of the back of her throat. she nodded at his observations, rubbing her throat a little as though to warm it. “i suppose i can take a night off. there are other singers here, and they’re fantastic.” the thought did occur to her that her boss might be pissed, but... felix would be more pissed if she had to quit. and anyway... he wasn’t a total asshole. “what’re you doing later?” she finally asked. “care to share a carton?”
bashthomas:
His eyes drank her in and he smiled. “It really would be wouldn’t it?” He replied gently as his eyes finally made their way up to meet hers. “Champagne?” He asked. “Us meeting should be celebrated.” He added. “Because we are the best looking pair in this place.” He joked lightly.
“PAIR, HUH?” JANUARY knew he was speaking from a place of humor, but it still brought a small smile to her face. she nodded in return. “champagne. that’d be lovely. don’t let me distract you, if you’ve got somewhere to be. someone to be with, but... i’d love the company.”
saphicatm:
she’s never been one for games; maybe it shows on her face that she’d prefer to just say it, get to the point. sam’s words almost get her to call her on it, to tell her to just relent now so they don’t have to waste time. but she knows that the chase only makes the kill more satisfying. so there she remains in her personal space, maybe a little closer now, enough to feel the heat radiating off her skin, so their words are shared only between the two of them. ❝ and if you don’t … i get to ask something personal. ❞ she makes sure to add that reminder, keeping her eyes on sam’s as she tries to think of something interesting. ❝ alright … would i rather fuck in the shower or the balcony ? ❞ the words curl a bit as she caves to her more blunt instincts, obviously implying something that they’re both already thinking about. but as she punctuates, she slips just a little closer. but part of her is curious to see just how good sam’s people reading skills are.
THERE’S PROXIMITY NOW, and sam’s always gotten dumb when someone beautiful is close. it’s not that she’s a total idiot... it’s more that her passion exceeds her good sense and she gets trapped in a sea of her own arousal. sam wets her lips, eyes seeking jackie’s. this question is harder. given choices... it forces sam to lose the upper hand of feeling jackie out, watching her for tells. somehow, the word fuck, in this context, makes sam’s heart skip a beat, and a hot wet heat to form in the pit of her stomach. “i don’t know,” sam admits, teeth coming down briefly on her lower lip. “you seem... like the type of person who keeps cards close to her chest, which would imply shower. but it’s always that kind of person who’s the kinkiest. i mean... i figure you always like feeling close to someone... which. shower. but maybe with a stranger, you wanna blow her fucking mind.” she hesitates. decides. lands on, “with me? i’m going balcony.”
dxmnadam:
Adam stopped people-watching for a moment as the song coming from the speakers changed. He knew this song. He knew this song very well and he wasn’t the biggest fan. “Why’d they have to choose this one? It wasn’t even one of our good ones,” he muttered to nobody in particular. Adam had written this particular song earlier in his career and although it was popular, it was kind of embarrassing for him to hear it now.
ASPEN KNEW THE song well. she’d come up to the sounds of velvet rebellion, begging her parents to let her go to one of their shows (they eventually caved). their music was the most rebellious thing she’d done throughout her life, were she being frank. she tried to hide her smile, tried to play it cool, but she couldn’t help it. she was star struck. “um... actually,” she started, “it’s one of my favorites. maybe my favorite of all time, i just... gah.”
bashthomas:
Sebastian sat at the bar drumming his fingers on the smooth surface as his drink was made. Thanking the bar tender he turned to the person who so boldly sat next to him. “You want me to buy you a drink?” He asked casually.
FROM HER PLACE mixing the member’s drink, pippa could see his attempt to flirt. or at least be gracious. but it seemed as though the individual who had unceremoniously sidled up to the bar, however, wasn’t interested, as the interloper rolled her eyes and moved to a place further down the bar. “her loss,” pippa commented, pouring his drink from the mixer into a glass she placed in front of him.
*•.¸☾―《 liz gillies, cis female, pansexual (heteroromantic) 》pippa prewett is a 24 year old who works at the hotel/club as a bartender. she is described as ambitious but also secretive. it is known that they enjoy rough sex & voyeurism, but they do not enjoy watersports & scat.
*•.¸☾―《 kelsey merritt, cis female, pansexual 》aspen aquino is a 20 year old client who is a level one member. she is described as kind-hearted but also reserved. it is known that they enjoy kissing & teasing, but they do not enjoy watersports & scat.
Till next time, Portland. You’re the prettiest.
dxmnadam:
“I’ve found myself asking that question a few times over the years,” Adam muttered, more to himself than to her before giving her a smile. “Even if it seems like a shit idea, it’s good to go with your instincts. Maybe it’ll be a surprise hit.” None of Adam’s popular songs were any of his favourites so he learned very early to go with the flow.
“I SOUND LIKE i’m complaining, don’t i? i hate that feeling.” lenore let out a breath of a laugh, eyes darting up, fingers drumming against the sheet music. “you’re a musician, too, i take it?” lenore wasn’t really up on the faces of various bands or performers. but she knew music, her rolodex of music eclectic and robust.
morgansummers:
It takes a moment for Morgan to notice the card that appears on the table in front of him, blinking a few times before looking up to see a woman speaking to him. “Uhh…” His mouth was left agape, before straightening himself up. “Th-thanks so much, that’s real nice,” he told her, a confused smile now appearing on his face. “Do I look that stressed?” he asked with a soft chuckle.
“I MEAN, YEAH. kinda.” january wasn’t an expert, by any means, but she certainly knew overworked when she saw it. she helped herself to the seat across from him, offering a tiny smile. “do you need a break, or are you in a time crunch? i can offer some company. conversation? i’m a dancer here, and my shift doesn’t start for another few hours.”
jaxrhodes:
He laughed and sat back. “Well I can be a good boy without the whole dom suit, that’s just for fun.” He laughed lightly. “But I am down to hang and fuck and hang some more.” He smiled.
“I LOVE A guy who’s honest,” sam said, letting out a breath of a laugh. “down to hang and fuck and hang. i mean... for sure. you free now?” she plucked her glass from the bar, rising. “you can always finish the jack and joke in my room.”