~ House of Blu

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I breathe deep, inhaling the smell of your hair... And I can't help myself, I take the hand I've been holding in mine while we dance and move
It to my chest- "I could use to cut loose a little," I murmur, barely audible


<My hand steals up to tickle along the nape of your neck as I rest my head against your chest. I am losing myself in the music and the feel of you>

Awww... sugar, that's what Mama Blu's is all about. :kiss:
 
As one song ends and another is about to begin I dip my partner. Just as things were really getting fun! I frown, I've got to retire for the evening. I politely excuse myself and return Ms Blu back to her seat. I shake HRs hand, thanking him for such gracious treatment and I turn to Blu- lifting her chin, I gently kiss her again.

"Maybe I'll drop in again" I promise waving to the rest of
The crowd and heading towards the door "G'night all."
 
As one song ends and another is about to begin I dip my partner. Just as things were really getting fun! I frown, I've got to retire for the evening. I politely excuse myself and return Ms Blu back to her seat. I shake HRs hand, thanking him for such gracious treatment and I turn to Blu- lifting her chin, I gently kiss her again.

"Maybe I'll drop in again" I promise waving to the rest of
The crowd and heading towards the door "G'night all."

<pouting>

And just as the evening was going so well. I was feeling good and relaxed. Ready to lie down on that bar and let him drink his last drink from my navel.

HR? I need a drink!

<turns to ivoryvalentine>

How you doin' tonight Miss Ivory? HR treatin' you right?
 
<As I watched OWG head for the door with a final dip of Miss Blu, I was already reaching for the blue curacao and vodka. As Blu sits, calling for another drink, I set it in front of her.>

He seemed a nice fella, miss. Sorry to see him go.

I bet he comes back again, though. He seemed..smitten...if you'll pardon me for sayin' so.
 
"The Kiss"? Hmmm.

*I slowly lean forward towards HR and reach my hand up and slowly slide it along HR's jawline*

At first I thought it be something simple like a couple bucks or a song or something.

*slowly pull my fingers from HR's lips and place them on the other side of her jaw and lick my lips as I pull him closer*

But I'm not the sort of woman who rushes these things. I like details.... like the say my eyes flicker between your lips and your eyes. How i hold my breath as we get closer.

*I tilt my head slightly to the side and lean forward, my lips brushing yours*

The soft moan that escapes when your lips finally meet. The taste of my lip gloss.

*Lick my lips then lean in, pressing mine softly against HR's. I close my eyes and moan softly as my lips part for a moment..... then pull back an inch or two and smile*

But these things can't be rushed *winks*
 
<As I watched OWG head for the door with a final dip of Miss Blu, I was already reaching for the blue curacao and vodka. As Blu sits, calling for another drink, I set it in front of her.>

He seemed a nice fella, miss. Sorry to see him go.

I bet he comes back again, though. He seemed..smitten...if you'll pardon me for sayin' so.

<takes a deep drink>

Thanks darlin'. Loved his dancin' and his cowboy boots. What can I say I'm a sucker for a man in cowboy boots. ;)

<Realizes HR's not payin' attention and takes another drink>

Shoot!
 
<blushing, my eyes wide, captured by Ivory's>

Um...er...yes...I see what you mean. I think...yes. I think that covers it.

Probably for tomorrow, too.

<I swallow, lick my lips, tasting the lingering flavor of yours.>

Mmm. <Shaking my head, leaning back from the bar.>

You, my dear, are an amazing kisser. <Glancing at Miss Blu.> Sometimes, I really wish I could break the rules.

So, darlin'. What brings you down here to the House of Blu on a Friday night?
 
A friend said I should stop by. He said it was a good place to hang out on a Friday evening.

*Looks around*

And now I see why.

*smile as I slip my trench coat off and let it fall to the back of the stool*

So tell me more about your rules
 
<Begins polishing glasses with a rag.>

Mama has a strict rule about making sure all the customers feel important. I can't spend too much time with any one--don't want anybody feeling left out.

<Looks into Ivory's eyes.>But you're almost worth breaking the rules for, beautiful.
 
*smiles as I toy with the condensation on my glass* Almost.... but not quiet?

*glass in hand, I spin in my chair to watch the couple dance* I'm not sure they want you to interrupt to give them their fare share of your attention *glance over at HR and give him a wink as I take another sip of my drink*
 
<Looking around the bar, realizing HM and HS are absorbed in each other. >

Well, you do have a point. There really isn't anybody here who needs my attention.

<I press my hands to the bar top and lean over it, close to Ivory's face.>

So...
 
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