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Just ask

Ask Them To

You realized some time ago that all roads were leading here. Maybe you've dreamed of this moment. Now, what's left comes in the form of sealing the deal. Reeling them in. Baiting that hook with your worm...

...okay, these metaphors are getting out of hand, so let me cut to the chase: you have to ask them to have sex with you.

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Well, do they?

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[Can be the asker or the one being asked.]

Chuuya this is low, even for you.

You're barred from this.

You say that as if it's a bad thing!

[The one being asked.]

[Faith had been in the bar for what felt like forever. There hadn't been anyone interesting that caught her eye until she'd seen him. He was tall. Built like some Viking of old. Definitely not innocent. She could see it in his eyes. Faith recognized the look because she saw it every day in the mirror. It was a look that said they'd seen and done things that weren't for soft people. Good. It was better that way. Meant he wouldn't get clingy when the sex was over. Provided he was interested.

Only one way to find out. She sidled up to him when he reached the bar. Whether he was looking for a drink or something else, she'd find out soon enough.]

You look like you could use a drink. Let me buy you a round?

[ Toreth's day had been completely rotten, which meant he'd been looking forward to the hours ticking by until he could finally, finally clock out and haul himself down to a bar. He had picked a place at random, based on proximity rather than any real cognitive effort, and when he'd arrived he'd gotten straight into drinking in order to ease some of the tension between his shoulders. Relax first, and then make the effort to find someone to really relax and de-stress with later. That was going to be his approach to tonight, until he noticed, from his peripheral vision, a woman sidling up from the side.

Even better. It was nice not having to do the chasing at times.

Toreth turned to face her, noting -- with approval -- that she'd been someone he'd had half an eye on as he'd been drinking. She was pretty. Self-assured. Radiating an aura that said she wasn't going to be complicated, a no-strings-attached kind of confidence about her. A little wild.

Perfect. ]

Sure.

[ He flashed a smile, tipping his head towards her as he made space for her to join him. ]

What's your poison?

[He was even prettier when he smiled though it wasn't the sweet kind of smile she'd put to someone like Xander. There was nothing goofy about this guy. No, he was something else. Something she couldn't put a finger on. Not a vampire, she'd know that. Not a demon. Certainly not innocent. All things she could work with. It made her think that he knew what he was doing between the sheets if the way he carried himself was any indication. And that voice.

Looked like the night wouldn't be a waste after all was said and done.]

Whiskey. Neat.

[She moved in close enough that she could smell him, the whiff of his cologne doing wonderful things to her senses.]

But I'm supposed to be asking you what's yours. This round is on me, handsome.

[Faith debated if she wanted to share her name or not, ultimately deciding that she wanted to hear it on his lips later.]

I'm Faith.

[ Faith. What a name. He'd put any money on a rough upbringing, if not daddy issues given how at-odds the innocuous, wholesome name was to her appearance and current choice of entertainment.

He couldn't hold back a small laugh, nodding agreeably at her remark. Faith was quite the sweet-talker, it seemed. ]

Toreth. [ His return of introduction. And then, without skipping a beat: ] I only asked because I thought I'd get a head-start on finding out what you'd taste like later.

[ Whiskey was a nice choice, anyhow, and certainly not a taste he minded as far as drinks went. Toreth had been wary that it would be something overly sweet, though he admitted those fears were probably unfounded with the way Faith looked. He kept his eyes on her as he waved the bartender over. ]

Toreth.

[She tasted the name on her lips and decided that she liked it. If it was a fake, it was a hell of a fake. If it was real, well, it suited him... which lead her to believe that it was genuine enough.]

I hope the whiskey is half as smoothe as that line was. Does it meet with your approval?

[Afterall, wasn't that what she looked for in every man she took home for a night? Some of the approval she'd never gotten from her parents growing up? It wasn't just daddy issues that Faith had, it was full blown imposter syndrome she battled along with the forces of darkness. While she'd come to peace with herself more in the last few years since the fall of Sunnydale, she would always be haunted by certain things. She would always be the girl that tried so hard to be good enough. So she'd perfected her art. Her art being seduction.

The bartender finished with the patrons he'd been serving and approached them with a bar towel in hand.]

What can I get you folks?

Edited 2024-02-26 02:12 (UTC)

[ Approval, huh? His mind catalogued the off-handed comment. ]

We'll have to find out, won't we? [ Lightly teasing, almost without too much commitment. Somebody looking for approval, he could definitely have a lot of fun with. He was, after all, quite good at coaxing out good performances, even from the overly-cool.

He regarded his own empty glass for a moment, waiting for the bartender to come over before continuing. When he did: ]

Two whiskeys. Neat. On her.

[ And then, as the bartender nodded and left, he turned his body so that he could focus his complete attention on her, eyes giving her a slow, deliberate look up and down, gaze hovering at all the right places. No question as to his ultimate intentions, but willing to be patient about getting there. ]

On the topic of approval, though, you're certainly off to a good start. It's almost hard to believe you're alone -- or is that by design?

I think I'm up for the challenge.

[She gave him a wink to go with her response before focusing on the bartender. She pulled her card from the pocket of her skin tight jeans and slid it over. It was nice having money these days, something she certainly hadn't always been able to say. That she'd earned it honestly was even better than the stealing and lying she'd had to resort to in the past. Faith wasn't afraid of hard work or a challenge. If anything, she lived for it. Challenges pushed her to be better.]

Design. I tend to avoid attachments. Too complicated. I'm not looking for forever. Does that bother you? You don't seem like the type.

[Most men were relieved that she wasn't interested in flowers and romance. She used them just as much as they used her. Occasionally she kept a friend with benefits if he was good enough in bed but it was rare she could find someone that could keep up with her long term. Toreth would be another in a long line of men she tried on for size for a night. Another warm body to help her lose herself for a while.]

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