{|We are [BEASTLY] People|}::: (Ani Jay)
Jun 26, 2013 1:04:10 GMT -5
Post by Dancin on Jun 26, 2013 1:04:10 GMT -5
Juniper Ceallach
Suck my cockiness[/colour]
Lick my persuasion
Eat my words and then
Swallow your pride down, down
Juniper's fingers run over the ripe, colorful fruits with loving delicacy. Even with the donations and payments from her clients, it wasn't often that Juniper could afford the imported produce in the Hob. Today however, a peacekeeper had knocked on her door, his eyes filled with sheepish nerves, a fist full of bills in his hands. Juniper had smiled sweetly at him, grabbing him by the shirt collar and pulling him into her apartment. An hour or so later he left, an equally sheepish smile on his face, and Juniper had watched him go with an indulgent smirk.
"You better be able to pay for those fruits you're molesting." Snaps the merchant behind the fruit, his dark eyes watching Juniper hungrily. She laughs lightly and tosses her hair over her shoulder, each move calculated and sure.
"Oh don't worry yourself love, I've got all the money I need." The mans eyes widen slightly as Juniper tugs at the hem of her dress, and then he scowls and turns away, grumbling to himself. Juniper allows herself a small chuckle of victory before returning her undivided attention to the fruit.
The fruits in front of her are much smaller than the capitol versions of themselves, and perhaps less bright, but Juniper thinks they are lovely all the same. Her fingers pass over the dimpled skin of an orange, the coarse barbs of pineapple and eventually settle on the softly fuzzy skin of a peach. The colour is familiar, as is the soft texture, and Juniper ends up buying three of them, as well as a small basket of strawberries, a lump of goat cheese, some soft white bread and a small jar of strong black tea.
She had planned on staying out in the market for most of the day, hopefully get a new client or two, but when Juniper turns the corner into the stalls selling clothes she catches sight of her mother, dragging Juniper's brother behind her with a weary look on her face. It's like a knife between the ribs, and Juniper ducks into a butcher's stall to avoid being seen. God, I'm so childish. She thinks, but she doesn't leave her spot. Juniper waits until her mother's back is turned and then races out of the market with her tail between her legs.
That was close. Juniper thinks. I need to sleep with someone now.
Carrying her spoils in a pretty white basket, Juniper wanders her way slowly back homewards. I wonder if anyone interesting will pop by. She thinks, idly wrapping a strand of hair around her finger. Just before she turns down the alley to her apartment, she spots a figure out of the corner of her eye. For a moment, Juniper considers simple walking on, and having a quiet night at home, but then she laughs at herself; Quiet night at home, yeah right. and she turns quickly on her heel to look at the boy behind her.
He's tall and dark, with a look about him that says: Do not approach. You will get bitten. Juniper chews her lip and then grins. Perfect. She strides up to the young man with a devilish smile and leans against the old brick wall of a shambled house, cutting off his path.
Juniper looks the guy over again, her eyes raking slowly up his body. Tall, gorgeous eyes, I don't get the tiger stripes, but I've seen stranger. Once. It's always wonderful for Juniper, meeting new people. To start to know them. In her line of work, she ends up knowing all of her clients so intimately that the thrill of the unknown is a welcome adventure. So lets begin this adventure properly. Juniper thinks, assessing the man with her brilliant powers of seduction. Juniper is never someone else with those she beds, but she is often variations of herself, focusing on certain qualities more than others. She can usually tell at a first glance what move will make the best impression. Bold and playful, with just a hint of dangerous.
"Hello Heartbreaker." She growls, smirking. Juniper's arm flips up and shows off the plump fruit from her basket. "Want a bite of my sweet peach?" Her voice is laced with innuendo and she lets out a light giggle at herself. She tosses her dark hair over her shoulder and smirks.
"I'm Juniper."
Place my wants and needs
Over your resistance
And then you come around
You come around
You come around