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Feb 26, 2014 11:50:38 GMT -7
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Post by jack stephen carlyle on Sept 4, 2013 11:14:55 GMT -7
Jack was in a bit of a mood. He didn't really like the transition from autumn into winter- not only because of the cold, or how the sun set so early, or even how the attractive women started bundling up instead of dressing to their assets. Mainly, it was the looming aspect of Christmas. Unlike seemingly everyone else on the planet, Jack didn't really enjoy it. He could play along, and he did like presents, but the season itself largely left something to be desired. The parties were rich in relatives and forced pleasantries, and generally lacking in booze and attractive women. That, and it was much harder to get someone to hookup with when Christmas carols were in the air and people were more apt to spend the evening cuddled up with family than out having fun.
Honestly, it was nauseating. At least Jack had gotten one last hoorah in before the season turned to the menacing borderlands between autumn and winter. His birthday had been the week before, and the party he had arranged had been legendary. Jack had set it up in the spare dungeon, and with enchantments aplenty they had been free to be as loud as they liked. There had been booze, there had been girls, there had been dancing. It had been quite the occasion, and had even ended in him entertaining two rather drunk girls. It had been hot.
But now, Jack found he was going through withdrawal of sorts, and today he was looking to change that. Though the weather didn't seem too accommodating- thick overcast that had been building over the course of the past week, threatening a switch from the normal rain to snow. He meandered through the streets, trying to find a place that looked promising in terms of looking for someone to spend the night with. He was looking for a little fun, and that seemed it might be a difficult task, at least at this time of year.
But Jack was willing to try, and if all else failed then he would spend the evening alone getting drunk. Either way sounded like fun to him, a nice break from the school, though finding a lovely for the night would definitely be better than just getting plastered. Jack ducked into a lounge from the beginning of a storm- it was just little flurries of snow accentuating the chill in the air, but he didn't want to be out in it any longer. He checked his coat, not wanting to bother with it at the bar, before heading over to get himself a beer. He'd start there, and depending on where the evening went, would either stick to it or switch to something harder.
Now all he had to do was wait for a suitable target to come by. The season might be a little slower, but Jack was sure he could find some sort of lonely, desperate woman with daddy issues looking for something to fix her for the night. Smirking at the thought, Jack settled in a corner with his beer, watching the room.
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Post by ajeeta binal laranya on Sept 4, 2013 12:35:32 GMT -7
It was rather cold as Ajeeta left the daily prophet, at least it was cold to her after being in the daily prophet all day. Even if the daily prophet was on the 19th and 20th floors of one of the skyscrapers in London, thanks to magic, the daily prophet was hidden from the muggles. So the muggles would assume her job was different than what it was really, of which was being the senior editor in the daily prophet. A job that she needed to have in order to help her with her mission to control the wizarding world, than she would be able to corrupt the daily prophet of which she has already started doing. That was rather simple to do since Ajeeta was one of the few women working there and she had slept with the makes that worked in the daily prophet. All she has to do, when it was time for the raids, was to sleep with them to get them to make sure it was written the way she wanted it to be written. Besides being the senior editor, she was able to deny any of the articles she finds that were not something. She wanted to be known to be left out. However she wasn't worried about that right now, she wanted to do something that night, like she does when she gets bored or she really needed a fun night. That night she really needed a fun night, for she had be kept busy and had hardly any time to herself or even tease some of the males that day. However teasing the males and with how close it was to being Christmas makes this time of the year uneventful and there was little to no fun for Ajeeta during this time. During this time of the year, she can become moody, more so when she didn't have any fun for a couple of months. The last fun night she had was at the Halloween party and she teased and played with three of the males that work at the daily prophet. After a while of walking that Ajeeta had notice a lounge, with it showing that she decided to go inside for a while. Once she was inside that she checked her coat, she didn't want anything happen to her coat since it was her best coat. When she done that, that she started to look around the lounge looking for a target, at the moment she didn't care if it was a muggle or not or even if the man was sixty. There was a lot of people in there, some were already drunk and were playing around with some of the patrons or the cocktail waitress. From the looks of others that they either just got inside or they had a very boring day that or they needed to get warmed up before they had went home. However she hadn't spotted anyone she knows or even a male that would make a good target for tonight. She was sure one of the drunk males would be easy to get, but it seems like if other females had got them already or they were too drunk for her taste. In a way, Ajeeta hoped that one of the males would notice and invited her over to their table and she was sure she would be notice by now since she was the most exotic woman there at the moment. www.polyvore.com/ajeeta_dress/set?id=96358114
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7th year, Beater, Death Eater Supporter
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Feb 26, 2014 11:50:38 GMT -7
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Post by jack stephen carlyle on Sept 6, 2013 15:18:14 GMT -7
Jack sipped his beer, keen eyes scanning the room like a bird of prey looking for its next meal. He had no problem oggling women from a distance, attempting to figure out whether or not they were attractive enough to be worthy of spending an evening with him. It was a packaged deal with his arrogant personality- women were simply on the planet either for him to enjoy or dismiss as not being good enough, there was no in between. To him, they were hardly even people so much as toys that he played with when he felt like, and then carelessly tossed aside when he had decided that he was finished.
Really, it was an ideal situation, spared him from the boring monotony of having to deal with all that "relationship" bullshit. He wasn't expected to hold doors, remember birthdays, be sweet and cuddly, or feign interest in conversation that he really had no desire to be a part of. Jack really just wanted sex, and there usually wasn't a shortage of women willing to give it to him. A lot of the time that meant going for someone older- cougars seemed to be quite fond of him, a strong, handsome young man who knew what he was doing in the bedroom. How could a lonely thirty-something resist?
They couldn't. That was pretty much the point. Jack didn't have qualms with having a lay with someone older than he was, as long as they were hot and not too aged. He wouldn't even consider someone past thirty-five or so, that was when time and gravity started to mess things up. That wasn't to say that Jack wouldn't go for someone in his own age bracket, or even slightly younger than himself. As far as he was concerned, seventeen and up was fair game, maybe sometimes sixteen.
But seventeen was much safer, then there wasn't much in the way of dangerous territory regarding legality and using alcohol as a tool of persuasion. Jack smirked and lightly shook his head at himself, as if he were genuinely ashamed of these thoughts, though the exact opposite was true. Really, he felt that he was a complete genius. A genius, who happened to be hitting a bit of a dry spell, and it looked like this lounge wasn't going to do much to change that. It held mostly people who had already coupled off- the bar scene just wasn't as active as it could be at other points of the year.
How disappointing. It looked like getting drunk off his ass would be the plan for the evening. Not a bad plan in and of itself, but slightly disappointing in comparison to sex. Though it wasn't much a secret that Jack liked to drink, and went rather heavy on it. He had an abnormally high tolerance, it took a lot to get him tipsy, even more so to get full-on drunk, so he always had to drink more. Which was fine, his family name could afford him a lush drinking habit.
Though his plan again changed when a familiar woman entered, looking radiant. Jack had gone to bed with her a month or so ago back in Hogsmeade, she had been brilliant, maybe he could hit her up again... Going for a bit of a different tactic, Jack pretended he hadn't seen her (though she would most definitely see him owing to the table he'd selected), he liked playing with his food before indulging, so to speak.
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Post by ajeeta binal laranya on Sept 7, 2013 14:12:43 GMT -7
Ajeeta finds this time of the year the most annoying because people were spending time with their families or with their friends or someone they are dating. There those that were not doing anything special for Christmas, it seems like with Christmas it was more of a time for cuddling next to a fire with someone. For all those reason made it difficult for Ajeeta to even find some fun for most nights, usually she would end going home alone trying to think of what to do next or just become drunk at home. Half of the tmeit was usually one or the other, being the leader of the death eaters she needs to plan it out. She already figured out about the two raids as well as a way to twist that story into making look like if the raids were something else. However she would have to do that after the raids had happen and it was something she had done before in the past few years and it was that of she manage to make it to senior editor at a younger age than pretty much everything else had. Usually a senior editor would be in their forties instead being twenty eight when they become the senior editor.
After those raids, Ajeeta would most likely keep on doing that to make sure she keeps her job and twist those stories around to help cover the movements and maybe even put the wizarding world into a panic. Ajeeta could see the panic in her mind's eye that would be caused by the raids and the twisted stories as well as seeing the daily prophet becoming corrupted under her influence. Ajeeta kept looked around the lounge, hoping to find someone she knows, at the moment she hadn't found anyone she knows or even find a male she could sleep with that night. It wasn't till her eyes landed on a table with a male that she knows, it was the seventeen year old that she had gone to bed with a month or so ago in Hogsmeade. She couldn't deny that he was brilliant and wanted to go to bed with him again, she had made plans to do that for the next Hogsmeade weekend to do that again with him. However it seems like if she would be able to go to bed with him again that night. Ajeeta has to admit that she was a little surprise to see him here since he was a student at Hogwarts. However with what he told her the last time, it sounds like he could get anyway with anything at Hogwarts of which was good in her books.
Ajeeta had than notice than Jack, that if she remembers his name right, hasn't notice her or he could be pretending that he hadn't notice her.MHonestly, Ajeeta really didn't care of which it was, for she wanted to have fun that night other than getting drunk or making plans. With the last month she had be so busy that she hardly had any time to have some fun, most do to her work and the rest because of her plans. Ajeeta really needed to have some fun at night and she knows that jack can easily provided that for her just she could provided it for him that night. Ajeeta walked over to the table that he was sitting at and sat down next to Jack, Ajeeta really didn't bother to wait for any kind of reaction from him as she leaned forward and kissed him of his lips. She put her arms around his neck and she run her hands though his hair as she kissed him, after a couple of minutes that Ajeeta pulled away. N she purred in his ear. "Hello handsome. Are you looking for some fun?" once she said that, that she started to nibble at his ear.
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7th year, Beater, Death Eater Supporter
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Post by jack stephen carlyle on Sept 8, 2013 18:52:41 GMT -7
Jack absently traced the raised design (a series of dots in a single file line) at the bottom of his bottle with a forefinger, still feigning interest in looking around the room, not offering a single indicator that he had even noticed that Ajeeta had entered the room. Ajeeta. Jack didn't normally put much effort into remembering names, especially those of women that he had gone to bed with only once. If that were the case he would have too many useless names, things he didn't need to recall, that was how his brain worked. If it wasn't useful to know, he made quick work of forgetting it to have space for the things that mattered.
But Ajeeta's name, really, almost everything about her, had stuck with him. She was a phenomenal woman, feisty and forward, not afraid to go after what she wanted. Yet in the end she ultimately knew her place. Really, nothing short of ideal. Were Jack a relationship sort of guy, and if Ajeeta were a relationship sort of woman, he might want her for something more than just fucking. Though he was far more interested in her body than anything she could offer in a more emotional sense. Jack didn't want companionship, he wanted his primal urges fulfilled.
And something told him that the exotic beauty was looking for the same thing. And that was a beautiful thing. Though for now, Jack was looking to see what she might do. In his mind, either one of two things would happen, just like had happened with all his other one night stands. Either she would ignore him as he was her, though her, her intent would be to forget about him, write him off as some sort of bad mistake or something. Or, the second option, would be that she would pursue him, having developed an insatiable appetite for what he could do to her, and they'd have sex again.
Jack was hoping it was the later, but he was going to wait and see what she was going to do. He never had a problem with being the one to initiate contact with someone he found appealing, he wasn't shy in any sense of the word. But sometimes it was nice to have a woman come after him. It was incredibly sexy to be approached by a take-charge kind of girl, just as long as she knew where her real place was, and didn't get any funny ideas about dominating him.
Deny it as fervently as he might, Jack's ego, while incredibly inflated, was more of a fragile thing than he might admit. He needed to be in charge, he needed to be in control, the second either of those things was taken from him he became incredibly agitated, often to the point of lashing out physically, to hide his fear and insecurity. But Jack wasn't thinking about that, in that moment, he was feeling pretty good about himself- Ajeeta had noticed him, and was shamelessly approaching his table. Of course, silly of him to think that she might pass him up, not after the fun they had had.
She sat next to him without being invited, and without a second's notice greeted him with a full kiss on the mouth. Jack smirked against her lips, quickly retaliating by wrapping an arm around her, putting his other hand on her thigh and slowly sliding it upward. She broke the kiss only to purr a greeting in his ear- just a simple "hello," followed by asking if he was looking for a bit of fun. It was as if she had read his mind, really, she was perfect. He chuckled lightly, moving quickly to pull her into his lap, both his arms wrapped around her, pressing her against him. "Well, lovely, that sounds like a fantastic idea, it's been so boring around here," said Jack.
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Post by ajeeta binal laranya on Sept 8, 2013 21:33:49 GMT -7
One thing that Ajeeta was not was the relationship kind of woman, she knows she would never be that kind of woman either. Her parents had known that she wouldn't get married whether it was willingly or arranged so her parents had never bothered to set her up with a pureblood like with her brother. For she was well known to be a player during her Hogwarts years and somewhat known as a player among the daily prophet workers as well. Some of the workers think she slept with the main boss of which was true but they don't know that as well as not knowing of all the men she slept with in the daily prophet. For she was sure she had slept wih mostly all of the males that work in the daily prophet, expect the ones above fifty five. That was her limit in age for sleeping with males, she remembered a time of when it was thirty and that was when she was fourteen when she had started to sleep around with males. All she wanted was sex as well as control of the wizarding world, those were her two main goals for most of her life.
When she had spotted Jack that she was glad to see him, for he was alone unlike most everyone else here or the males that were alone were to old for her liking. That night she had with Jack was unforgettable, even if she had gave in at the end, that didn't bother her all that much that she had gave in. For it was worthwhile to give in at the end, for what lead up to giving in to Jack was nothing short of amazing. It was the best time that she had in some time, the last time she had something like that was with the editor in chief that was working at the time she applied when she had left Hogwarts. He was forty at the time while, she was merely eighteen but he retired a couple of years ago and the last time they had sex was the night he retired and they haven't seen each other since. As she walked to Jack's table that she sway her hips, even if he didn't notice her, she still sway her hips and half it was because she also curios of what kind of reactions she gets from the other males as well.
When she had sat down next to him and kissed him that he put one of his arms around her while his other hand had went to her thigh. She felt his hand sliding up her thigh, she smirked against the kiss when she felt his hands move up her thigh. When she pulled away, greeted him and ask him if he was looking for some fun of which she was sure that he was, that he had chuckled lightly. Jack had moved quickly and pulled her onto his lap of which she gladly let him, and he wrapped his arms around her pressing her against him. Than he told her that was a fantastic idea and that it was getting bored around here, she kissed his lips once more for a longer period than the last kiss before she broke the kiss. "Well, handsome should we go somewhere move private than? Where should we go?" last time they did this that Jack had a room in The Three bpBrooksticks but this lounge doesn't have any rooms though.
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