surprises (andreus)

[simone allegra burton]

"Mm, baby, please don't go..."

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Simone smirked, grabbing her clutch bag as she adjusted her corset in the mirror. The man behind her was busy pulling up his trousers, the petite dancer splayed out, nude, on the couch behind him. It wasn't very often that she crashed these little one-on-one sessions with a dancer and a horny, wealthy man, but the man had been her date to the club. When they'd seen the dancer onstage, the man had suggested a little menage a trois. Simone, never one to pass up the opportunity for a little romp, obliged. It had been... decent.

"I'm sorry, my sweets, but I've got bigger fish to fry. Don't be afraid to call me if you're in the mood for a little more fun, of course..."[/color] Simone replied, pursing her lips and blowing the man a playful kiss before shutting the door to the private box behind her. She rolled her eyes a bit, touching up her lipstick before moving on. It was doubtful that she'd let the man have another shot, but the dancer girl had been fairly talented. She might have to inquire further... Simone paced down the stairs, maneuvering gracefully in her heels.

As she descended, she could feel the eyes on her. Simone smirked. For being blonde, pale, and with shocking blue eyes, most thought her to be a Veela. She allowed them to think what they wanted, so long as it landed her the attractive ones. Men, women, straight, gay, whatever. The labels didn't matter so much, so long as she was able to get in bed for a little romp. Sex was something of a drug to her, and she found it very difficult to get enough of it.

Unfortunately, Simone hadn't solved the problem of children right off of the bat at the age of seventeen like she had wanted to. One little operation, and she could be deemed infertile for the rest of her days. It was much better that way, children were smelly and revolting. She avoided the vermin as much as possible, but she kept herself open to the possibility. She knew that her parents would want a grandchild eventually, and some sick freaks would only sleep with her if she told them that it would be very simple for them to simply continue their family line.

Simone, however, was lying through her teeth. There wasn't any way anytime soon that she would be conceiving a child. She sat down at the bar, back turned towards the room where all of the dancers were. She ordered herself a glass of red wine and simply waited for someone to come offer to buy her a second round...

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[andreus stefan callistar]

Andreus was tense and frustrated. Frustrated because of so many reasons, work, his damn wife. Mainly his wife though and the way she still, after so many years together tried to convince him and herself that their marriage meant something. That it wasn't just a contract he'd signed all those years back. She still liked to believe he loved her, that their love was real and special and everything else sickening. She was even frustrating during sex, seeing it as lovemaking and not what it was...just a way to pass the time most nights. She was probably the only reason he spent so much time out of his large home, seeking release in strangers in met at bars.

His wife for all her faults though didn't complain. She knew exactly what he went out to bars to do but knew better than to complain or confront him over it. In fact she saw the fact that he came home every night as prove he loved her, regardless of what he said. To save arguments he let her think what she wanted, it was an easier way to live and he wasn't tempted to just curse her or kill her with his bare hands. Release was what he needed and there were more than a few women ready and willing to give him what he needed.

None of them sated him for too long though. Good for a little fun but more than once...no, he hadn't met anyone who was worth going back to for seconds. Andreus had never been the type of man who wanted to settle down with one woman forever, mainly because he doubted very much there was anyone out there who would get him, who he could connect too on the level he desired. True love was bull but someone to have fun with that was another matter...he was violently possesive so maybe it was a good idea he had no one like that.

One wife was complicated enough, women were too clingy and he hated that, he needed the freedom to be who he truly was. Again, another reason why he spent little to no time at home. Probably why he found himself in Dark Temptations, a muggle bar but muggle women were always more gulible and easier to seduce. The dancers were pretty entertaining to watch as well. From his position in a booth he tilted his head, watching as the stripper danced in front of him, clearly trying to impress him, seduce him...whatever. The second she shifted to the left he spotted a figure at the bar and smirked.

Even from this vantage point he could clearly see the blonde beauty and found himself standing, pushing aside the disgruntled dancer and moving his way over to the blonde vixen. He let his eyes trace over her, lingering on her legs, suddenly overcome with the desire to see what she kept hidden beneath that dress. "Well now..." he said lowly, standing right at her side, leaning against the bar as he looked down at her, "I knew there was a reason I came here tonight...another?" he asked, glancing down at her drink before refocusing his dark eyes on her.

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[simone allegra burton]

Simone patiently sipped at her drink, not really allowing her gaze to wander around the room. It was much more desirable if she appeared deep in thought, she found. If a man or woman thought that she was thinking about something, she looked intelligent, as well as gorgeous, and it suited her just fine. Of course, it wasn't just a facade. She really was rather intelligent, more intelligent than most gave her credit for. She didn't get to be a healer at St. Mungo's, and a damn good one at that, without a little bit of brains.

Biting her lip softly, she took yet another sip of her drink. Simone was thinking about her life, and it proved to be a rather satisfying experience. She often thought of herself and of what she'd grown up to be. She was incredibly happy with the person that she'd become. She was her Daddy's little princess and got whatever it was that she wanted. The money that she'd gotten as inheritance from her mother's passing had allowed her to lavish herself in expensive clothing, like the dress and blazer she was wearing. The heels had been a gift of her father's.

The rubies dangling from her neck and ears and gracing her ring finger were also a gift from Daddy Dearest. Her red-clawed hand went up to her throat, where the rubies were nestled. It was a miracle that she marveled at. She had jewels to match every outfit, and it was a beautiful thing. Rubies were her favorite, by far, they were a fairly sexy gem. The color was enticing, a red that symbolized pure passion. She rarely went out on the town not wearing red...

"Well now... I knew there was a reason I came here tonight... another?"

Simone was broken from her trance by the most sultry voice she'd ever heard. She peered up at the man, pursing her lips slightly before smirking. My, my, this one was a handsome one. He was much sexier than anything she'd ever laid eyes on before. This night was turning out to be incredibly promising. Simone turned back to her drink, taking it in her hand before downing the rest in one gulp. She placed the wine glass back on the table before looking up at the magnificent stranger before her.

"Oh, please, I insist,"

[/color] Simone replied. She crossed one leg over the other, revealing a bit more of her skin to the gentleman before reaching out to pat the bar stool next to her. "You must sit down if you're going to buy me more wine, though. Stay a while, my darling, I insist."[/color][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[andreus stefan callistar]

That smirk. There was definitely nothing innocent about the blond beauty sat before him that much was obvious, despite the beautifully innocent look on her face she was definitely the kind of woman who knew what she wanted, who she wanted, and got it no questions asked. Just by looking at her Andreus could tell she had a dark side, it was obvious considering the place she'd chosen to sit and have a drink but still, there was something so incredibly alluring about her he couldn't resist. The moment his eys landed on her he found himself intrigued, desiring her...

Something about her screamed dangerous, screamed with a dark wickedness. Something in her eyes had him hooked, they were filled with promises of unforgettable encounters, the dark, dangerous desire he'd been so craving. Not even the half naked dancer who brushed by him as she passed, obviously wanting his attention back on her was enough to pull his focus away from the blonde vixen he now had in his sights. Seeing him so focused on this other girl made the pathetic muggle girl who'd been grinding him during her dance, storm off in a huff but still...he paid her no mind, didn't even acknowledge her existance.

"Oh, please, I insist, You must sit down if you're going to buy me more wine, though. Stay a while, my darling, I insist."

Andreus smirked, his eyes dropping, making no secret of the fact he was clearly taking in the newly exposed skin. His fingers itched to reach out, caress the silky smooth skin of her thighs but he resisted...for now at least. Ordering another glass of wine for her and a glass of whiskey for him he sat on the stool beside her, his body facing hers, she had all his attenion. "Trust me love I had every intention of doing just that..." he said in reference to her comment he should stay a while. He had no desire to be anywhere else, "Andreus Callistar..." he said by way of introducing himself and in doing so he took her hand in his, lifting it to his lips allowing them to lightly graze over her knuckles, his eyes not leaving hers.

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[simone allegra burton]

Simone had to admit, this handsome stranger had everything that she'd been looking for. If she had believe in true love or any of that garbage, she would have insisted that she'd fallen for him the moment she first laid eyes on him. She supposed she had fallen for him, in a way, but it wasn't love. If anything, the thing she felt towards this man was pure, carnal lust. Love was something fools wrote about in fairy tales, not something that existed in real life. All there was in life was pleasure, and being roped down by another person wasn't something she was bent on having.

Still, Simone couldn't ignore the fact that the idea of waking up next to this man more than once wouldn't be all that bad. He was incredibly sexy, had the looks of a model or a God, and he was completely smitten with her. One look in those dark, appealing eyes told her everything that she needed to know; this man was dangerous and had every intention of taking her to bed with him that night. Simone couldn't wait and was immensely pleased at the fact that his thoughts seemed to mirror her own.

Simone watched as he sat beside her, ordering their drinks. She reached out at the bartender handed her another glass of rich, red wine, while he placed a glass of whiskey in front of her appetizing stranger-friend. She watched him eye her newly exposed skin and smirked, taking a small sip of her wine. This was going to be a fun evening... perhaps she'd even bother to learn a bit about him before she let him take her someplace a bit more private...

"Trust me love I had every intention of doing just that... Andreus Callistar..."

Simone pursed her lips at him as he lifted her free hand to his lips. Her eyebrows shot up in surprise at his name. Callistar... he was a Pureblood just as famous as she was... Simone leaned forward, delicately placing a kiss on his cheek. She lingered a bit before pulling away. "Simone Burton,"

[/color] she replied, smirking slightly. She took another sip of her wine as they looked into each others eyes intensely. This was certainly going to be a fun evening. He was from one of the most elite Pureblood families, holding a high-ranking job in the Ministry, if she remembered correctly. Her family was just as well-known, their mothers had been in the same social circles when Mrs. Burton had still been alive. It was quite a coincidence, and it was simply making her night even better.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[andreus stefan callistar]

Andreus knew his night was looking decidedly better now, he'd had a good feeling about tonight and had been kind of disappointed earlier thinking that lap dance and a sloppy session in one of the booths with that dancer was all he had to look forward to but now, now he expected so much more. This girl in front of him promised more than a good time, one look at her promised not only an unforgettable time but one hell of a ride to go with it. Something told him one night with her wouldn't be enough which was a ridiculous notion considering he wasn't anything more than a one night kind of guy and he hadn't yet been with her in the way he so desired.

He inhaled that intoxicating scent of hers as she leaned in, letting her lips touch his cheek, lingering longer than appropriate before pulling back, a wicked smirk on her beautiful face. "Simone Burton," He an arched an eyebrow when she introduced herself, of course he recognized that name, no questions. The 'Burton's' were a well known wizarding family, up there with his own, not many were as famous as his family but hers were right up there with his. Now things were not only taking an interesting turn but an unexpected one at that.

"Well, well Miss Burton, it's certainly a pleasure to meet you..." he said, taking a small sip of his drink before placing the glass back down on the bar, his eyes not leaving hers for a second, "...though I must admit to being surprised, a beautiful woman of your standing in a seedy place like this..." he said, though he was very pleasently surprised, she was truly beautiful, intoxigatingly so.

His fingers lightly traced over the back of her hand, sure by now his interest was obvious but what did he care? He wasn't the kind of guy to play games, he saw what he wanted and he made damn sure the object of his affections knew this too. He didn't have time to pretend, to play hard to get. All he wanted right now was to cart her off to a room and take full advantage of her body but for now he restrained himself,, he knew there'd be plenty of time for that later.

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[simone allegra burton]

Simone couldn't hide the smirk of pride that curved onto her lips when his eyebrow arched in surprise. He knew who she was, she knew that. People in their social circle recognized names in a heartbeat, whether it was someone they needed to adore or someone they needed to hate. Luckily, the name, "Burton," was enough to get any Pureblood elitist family to grin and kiss her hand in a heartbeat. She was a well-known heiress and she prided herself with that fact. Simone grew up in a privileged light, and she wouldn't have had it any other way.

Simone was a spoiled child according to most, but she preferred that term; privileged just seemed to ring better to her. She got whatever she wanted because of her father's status and money. Daddy Dearest gave her the world on a silver platter, and her mother had done the same. Everyone gave her what she wanted, and it was a wonder that she wasn't part-veela, with the way people treated her. Simone loved the attention, especially when that attention was coming from Andreus Callistar. He was handsome, rich, and a Pureblood, what more could a girl ask for?

"Well, well Miss Burton, it's certainly a pleasure to meet you... though I must admit to being surprised, a beautiful woman of your standing in a seedy place like this..."

Simone smirked, relishing in the feeling of his fingertips lightly tracing patterns on the back of hand on the bar. She delicately took a sip of her wine to fill the silence before setting her glass down, looking Andreus dead in the eyes. "Please, pet, call me Simone. Miss Burton is far too formal for someone of your status,"

[/color] she replied, pursing her lips slightly before reaching to take another sip of her wine. She recrossed her legs in such a way that her foot was conveniently placed in a teasing fashion between Andreus' legs.

"As for why I'm here, I find the people to be quite extraordinarily beautiful, for the most part... though, of course, you're the prettiest person I've seen in ages,"[/color] she purred, lightly placing a finely manicured hand on his thigh. Simone didn't miss the glimmer in his eyes, it no doubt matched her own. Simone wanted nothing than to take advantage of him, being the dominant girl she was, but, with Andreus, she wouldn't mind letting him take a spin with control for a little while... Still, she refrained, knowing that it would all come in due time. Simone was a patient girl for things that mattered.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]