weighed_down (weighed_down) wrote,
@ 2011-06-28 13:48:00

Alternate Past: Hail to the Bishop, Baby
He had to admit, part of him still couldn't believe he was really here. Years after he'd been forced to leave his home, robbed of his inheritance, he was now in his father's old office. After Shaw stole his inheritance, Edmund had become a professional assassin, hoping to curry influence and favors from the world's shadowy power players in hopes that one day he could return home and take back what was stolen from him. Apparently his reputation had gotten the attention of someone he hadn't seen in years, his old friend, Julian Howard. After reuniting, Julian presented him with a plan that would bring down Shaw. Julian's plan was risky, but Edmund had to admit, he was tired of waiting. Shaw was going down. It had worked out better than he could have hoped. Shaw was finally gone and Julian promptly returned Harry Leland's assets to Edmund. Being a part of the Hellfire Club, the way his father had always intended for him, had lit a fire under Edmund, and it wasn't long before he gained his dad's old title of Black Bishop. Edmund had everything he had always wanted, wealth, power, respect, and a permanent place to call home. For the first time in a long time, Edmund felt truly happy. He sat back in his office chair, and just took a moment to relax and take things in.

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yourtruecolors
2011-06-28 04:48 pm UTC (link)

Edmund's office staff let in a visitor, a young woman in clothing not too atypical for the Club, wearing a choker with the Howard family crest at her throat.

Minnie had never met Julian's old friend Ed, but she liked what she heard of him and now that Julian had finally sent for her again, she knew she'd be seeing more of him. To begin with, though, she's very formal. "Good afternoon, Mr. Leland, Sir."

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	weighed_down 2011-06-28 04:58 pm UTC (link)
	Edmund had never really been one for the Club's dress attire, but he had to admit the woman in front of him made it look good. However, as far as he knew he wasn't expecting anybody. "Um, afternoon, Miss. Can I..help you?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	yourtruecolors 2011-06-28 05:01 pm UTC (link)
	She smiles. "My name is Minnie; I have a message from the Gray King." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	weighed_down 2011-06-28 05:11 pm UTC (link)
	"From Julian, huh?" Edmund raises an eyebrow. "Something important enough that he can't say it over the phone?" Edmund leans forward on the desk. "What is it? He in some kind of trouble?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	yourtruecolors 2011-06-28 05:15 pm UTC (link)
	"He's wonderful. He has plans for some heavy political manipulation and wants you at a meeting tomorrow." She carefully recites the time, location, the other guests, and the importance of discretion. A long, slow smile. "And there was something else, too." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	weighed_down 2011-06-28 05:19 pm UTC (link)
	"Hmm, sounds heavy. I'll be there." Edmund notices the smile on the woman's face. It looked almost..predatory. "And that would be?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

yourtruecolors
2011-06-28 05:25 pm UTC (link)

"You were instrumental in taking down Shaw and Kine, he tells me," Minnie says as she gets closer. "Having very strong personal feelings on the subject, I wanted to congratulate You." Closer. "Julian gave me permission to do so ...any way you would like," the last words grow softer, and the little woman leans forward a bit as she enunciates them, looking at Edmund intently.

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weighed_down
2011-06-28 05:35 pm UTC (link)

Edmund's eyes practically bulge out of their sockets. There was one other thing he'd inherited from Harry Leland aside from hius mutant powers, a love of beautiful women. However, Edmund wasn't quite the lech his father was. "That's..very tempting," he audibly gulps. That was an understatement. "but I'm not the kind of guy to take advantage of a woman who feels she owes him in some way."

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	yourtruecolors 2011-06-28 05:44 pm UTC (link)
	"That's very sweet, and it does you credit, but I promise you, I'm feeling no pressure. I'm a dancer. Let me at least give you a performance, please?" Her voice gets truly plaintive near the end. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	weighed_down 2011-06-28 05:51 pm UTC (link)
	"Well..I guess I can't really say no when you put it like that." He smiles boyishly. "Um..I don't have any music up here yet, though." He admits with a little embarassment. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

yourtruecolors
2011-06-28 06:03 pm UTC (link)

Minnie removes a tiny mp3 player, equipped wit ha miniscule speaker, from, well, nestled deep in her cleavage, actually. "A lady comes prepared." She sets it playing, and steps a bit back from Edmund as the slow-jazz opening of Nowadays starts. She strikes a pause, runs an exhibitional pair of hands slowly up her body, and begins to pull her gloves off with her teeth.

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	weighed_down 2011-06-28 06:08 pm UTC (link)
	"My, aren't we resourceful?' He quips good-naturedly. Edmund rests his elbows on his desk as Minnie began her performance. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

yourtruecolors
2011-06-28 06:21 pm UTC (link)

Once she's managed to peel off her gloves with her mouth, Minnie folds them together in her left hand, which she then sets on her hip as she strikes a pose, and there's a touch of a craving look on her face, eyes set on Edmund, as the gloves strike her backside just a little when she does so abruptly.

Then, hips swaying quite a bit, perfectly in beat, she lowers herself to a crouch as she sets them down and removes any other clothing that could possibly be considered 'outwear.' Then she throws herself onto her back and puts her legs together, toes pointed straight in the air. Then the legs to part slowly. She looks up at Edmund through them as they continue down until she's in a perfect split, and smiles.

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	weighed_down 2011-06-28 06:29 pm UTC (link)
	"Hot damn," Edmund mutters, the words practically a growl. "You are very talented, Minnie." Edmund's attempted to maintain his composure, but the urge to take the woman in any manner he saw fit flashed in his mind. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

yourtruecolors
2011-06-28 06:34 pm UTC (link)

"Thank you," she says with paradoxical demureness just before the song shifts to the more fast-and-brassy section, and she suddenly throws herself up into a sitting position, still in a split, then jumps to a standing position and begins peeling off her stockings with a little writhe of her hips and kicking them off at the end with her legs nearly vertical while standing.
Then she sashays her way closer to him, hips still wriggling as she turns and continues the step backwards, managing to reach for his hands --- and set them on the lacings of her corset.

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	weighed_down 2011-06-28 06:42 pm UTC (link)
	"You sure you me to that?" He asked with a grin. "I can be hell on these things?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	yourtruecolors 2011-06-28 06:43 pm UTC (link)
	"The knot's not hard. And I can get new laces if I have to." Her hips and shoulders don't stop moving, though. But she'll arch back as he takes the laces, both to make it easier and to further...offer herself. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	weighed_down 2011-06-28 06:46 pm UTC (link)
	Edmund decides to go with it, and as delicately as he can, unties the corset. His hands are on her sides, just an inch from her breasts. "You positive about this?" A final chance to back away if she wanted. Because frankly if she didn't, all bets were off. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	yourtruecolors 2011-06-28 06:51 pm UTC (link)
	An affirming sound. "I'm on the shot, and I've got a clean bill of health. I've heard you're very health conscious, too." She lets the corset slowly fall as his hands come over her. Then she starts to slip her last remaining bit of underwear off, her hips and backside still something like a pendulum right beside his chair. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	weighed_down 2011-06-28 06:56 pm UTC (link)
	"Yes I am." Edmund takes a moment to slide the rest of the way over her breats, slowly but firmly. He stops for a moment to push his chair away from the desk. "Come here, please. Have a seat." Indicating his lap. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	yourtruecolors 2011-06-28 06:57 pm UTC (link)
	And Minnie obeys, naked save for her choker, pulling herself up into Edmund's lap with a bit of a squirm. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	weighed_down 2011-06-28 07:00 pm UTC (link)
	He takes a moment to just look at her admiringly before he bends forward and begins to plant kisses are on her neck. One arm keeps her steady, while the other caresses her back. "So how do you know Julian, anyway?" He whispers as he gives her earlobe a nip. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	yourtruecolors 2011-06-28 07:02 pm UTC (link)
	She moans a little. "Old, old friends," she says quietly. "But I didn't go to fancy private schools." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

weighed_down
2011-06-28 07:08 pm UTC (link)

"Ah, that must be why I never met you before today." He carefully lifts her up a little so her breats are level with his face. One hand still supports her back, but the other moves and cups her bottom, attidtional support as well as enjoying the feel of the curvature. He begings to nuzle her breasts, kissing them along with the occassional lick. "Though for the record I would have preferred a regular school myself. I hated the school uniforms." He was getting a little hot, so he tried to unbutton his shirt while still keeping Minnie upright.

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	yourtruecolors 2011-06-28 07:11 pm UTC (link)
	Her breath hitches at his attentions. Her hips twitch, pressing her bottom more against his hand. An urgent, almost begging little sound as he starts to move his hands, and hers reach out, small and nimble, to undo his shirt. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)