Serena -> Skorpa – Simple sentence starter
"This dress is so tight," Serena
muttered with a frown. She turned in the mirror, then walked out of the
changing room to see Skorpa. "Oh, great, it's you. Well, I might as well
ask. Can you see the outline of my chastity in this?"
Damn females, and be had to deal with this
on top of everything. Sigefrid just liked to be cruel didn't he? Leaning outside
of the dressing rooms Skorpa was on his phone looking in a bit of a mood
when the female suddenly came out and his light blue hues slowly rose to meet
hers. 'Oh great it's you' he sort of scoffed to himself within his own head
her.
Taking a breath his eyes soon drifted over
her slowly before motioning for her to twirl with his finger just to get a
better look. "I Mean if you're an idiot I guess not" He replied
finally with a bit of a shrug as if to him it hardly seemed a big deal.
Serena had
to admit, Skorpa had very nice blue eyes, almost the same shade as Nathaniel's,
but she didn't like them near as much as Xander's. She turned, as he bade her,
slowly.
Her face went bright red at his words, and
she buried it in her hands. "What!? Are you serious?" she demanded.
"I mean yeah, that's very.... " Skorpa
pursed his lips together for a moment and thought for a moment as if in thought
as he looked at her for a moment longer. "It could pass as underwear
maybe? Most probably won't think twice" He finally stated bluntly.
"Oooo sexy dress! Who's you're friend
hun?" A female with flaming red hair asked as she suddenly came wandering
from the dressing rooms and came to stop just to Serena's left and looked
between them with a small smirk on her face. "Serena, meet Sidika... Erik
and Sigefrid’s cousin" He mused with a bit of a smirk on the corner of his
lips as he met Serena's eyes briefly then glanced a bit impatiently to Sidika.
"Are we done here?" He added in a dull tone.
Sidika all but ignored him and smiled
offering Serena her hand. "Well hi! How do you know the club?" She
asked curiously. Head tilting a bit as she studied Serena's face for a moment.
"Fuck, the hip slits," Serena
realized, peeking through her fingers.. "And here I was worried about
bulging."
She blinked and lowered her hands as the
redhead approached. "Pleasure to meet you. Sidika, that's a beautiful
name," she said. Then she flicked her eyes to Skorpa. "I... would
prefer to get your opinion on a more suitable dress. Most of my wardrobe for
this mode is skater dresses, pleated skirts, and evening gowns. The skater
dresses and pleated skirts are great for easy access, but they're not exactly
... I don't know, they're a little young, I guess. And the evening gowns are
too formal, too sparkly, too... ugh, I don't know." She shook her head.
She shook Sidika's hand with a nervous
laugh. "Well, I... It's a bit of a tale. I perform in drag at my husband's
club in Los Angeles-- hence, the wardrobe. Part of my draw is how natural I
look. I uh, decided to try to pick up men looking like this-- well, in one of
the aforementioned skater dresses-- and one of the men clocked me and uh...
yeah. That was Sigefrid." She fidgeted. "I'm looking for something he
might like," she confessed, her blush flaring up again.
Hearing Serena, Skorpa didn't
exactly seemed to jump for joy but nodding he soon moved back to where he'd
been leaning. A clear indication he'd given up attempting to bolt out of there
at least. Not to mention Sidika didn't seem to care he wanted to either to fuck
it right.
Hearing the female Sidika sort of stared
for a moment and her hand went to her lips briefly. "Oh my god you.... And
my cousin" She suddenly gasped as if shocked and now slowly constructing
the pieces. Her eyes soon went to Skorpa as if for confirmation to which he
slowly nodded and sort of snickered. "Wow.... Ok um well come on I'll help
you!" Sidika soon motioned for her to follow but then stopped and smirked
a bit mischievously shoving the jeans and shirt and shoes she held at Skorpa.
"Hold these.... " She shot giggling.
"Do look like a prospect?" Skorpa
shot looking annoyed as he took them from her and sighed in annoyance.
"No.... You look my appointed bitch" Sidika replied rather cockily as
she mockingly flicked her red hair at him and then turned back nodding to
Serena. "Come on. This should be fun" She whispered with a wicked
smile.
Serena narrowed
her eyes at Skorpa for laughing at her, then turned back to Sidika. She liked
this woman already. "Y-yeah, he wasn't happy, but um... He seems to have
thawed out a little," she said shyly.
Her eyes lit up. "Really? You'll help
me! Oh, thank you!" She bounced slightly on her wedges (not that anyone
could see them) in excitement. She hid a soft giggle behind her hand at
Sidika's antics towards Skorpa.
"Awesome!" She skipped to keep
up.
Slowing some in an isle of dresses Sidika
moved to start flipping through them "Ok well let's see.... His ex was a
goth soooo let's maybe NOT go to down that road. What sort of outfit are you
thinking? Dress or?" She asked pausing for a moment to pull out a fancy
plaid looking short dress. "Hmmm... Ok maybe not" She muttered all
but talking to herself.
"I usually go for pastel goth styles,
but... I want something he would really lo...." Serena cut herself
off and reconsidered her phrasing. "Really enjoy seeing. But also
something he wouldn't be in a hurry to try to remove, for obvious reasons. He's
never seen my real body. I usually try to hide being flat with ruffles or that
layered scoop neck some tops have. I've also been told, by others, that I have
a good, um, posterior? I don't know, what do you think?" She fidgeted as
she spoke, the words tumbling out nervously.
"I'd tap it" Skorpa's
voice came very smartly as he suddenly just seemed to appear leaning on the next
wrack over not far from where the two stood. Almost as soon as they looked at
him he cracked a cheeky smirk as if all too proud of himself for interrupting
at THIS moment.
"Ok can you not act like my creepy
uncle for five minutes Skorpa? Seriously?" Sidika sort of snorted stifling
a bit of a giggle as she shook her head in annoyance at him. What now? Did he
really want to rush them so bad he was going to get obnoxious now to?! UGH!
Serena
jumped at the sound of his voice -- "Gosh!" -- and turned to glare at
him.
"Okay, then, help pick out something
flattering," she said. "If you have time to be all weird, you have
time to assist."
"First off if you're looking for
flattering..... Why the fuck are you looking at 'Spank me professor. I'm a
naughty schoolgirl' outfits.... " Skorpa replied purposely pitching
his voice as he mocked the schoolgirl sex talk. Which immediately turned a few
head from nearby to look at him with eyes probably more judgy than either
Sidika or Serena bad just given him.
"This isn't schoo..." Sidika
started to reply and even went as far as pulling out one of the dresses and
looking it over. At most she immediately imagined a secretary wearing it in a
porno now thanks to Skorpa's input. Gods he was terrible. "Ok so maybe
this was not the best choice.... Sue me for not looking at the rack more
caref... Skorpa have you been browsing?" She suddenly realized there was
absolutely no way he could have known entirely without have looked up close and
immediately shot him a look with a raised eyebrow.
"I got bored.... They got some really
nice lace panties back there for fifty cents! Big sale!" He replied with
an all to casual grin.
"For fifty cents, they'd be hand-wash
only. When it comes to material, you get what you pay for," Serena
said dismissively. "And maybe I do want him to spank me. You don't know my
life. Why, though? Is he not into that?"
She giggled at the looks Skorpa got.
"Yeah, these are a bit on the tacky
side. I've had clients request that one." She nodded at the one Sidika was
holding.
"I don't know what he's into please
..... I don't want to" Sidika quickly interrupted making a bit of a
face at the very thought of it. God it was one thing to be excepting but she
really didn't want details like that. "Ok well what about those?" She
finally added moving to the rack Skorpa was currently leaning on. From first
glance they looked a lot flashier but then the colors were attractive, and she
had said Pastel.
Moving to pull a pink glittery dress from
the rack Skorpa at first made a face of disgust but then smirking he moved to
hold it up. To himself ..... "What do you think? My color or no ...."
He mused waggling one eyebrow. "Nnnoooo..... You'd look like a Sarah"
Sidika stated stifling a laugh. Oh now people were REALLY staring considering
Skorpa both looked like he belonged there and didn't at the same time with his
usual tight worn star pants, ten tons of jewellery, hair beads and feathers.
Yet the biker jacket and boots through it off completely and he really just
looked like Paul from the lost boys had ages forty years.
"A Sarah.....? What does that even
mean. Ok yeah these all look like you're going to prom NEXT" He remarked
allowed as he moved to put the dress back and follow Sidika who was already
moving for the back wall.
Being an only child and somewhat socially
challenged, it hadn't occurred to Serena that Sigefrid's relatives might
not want to discuss his kinks.
"Go for it," Serena said
dismissively, at the same time Sidika told Skorpa not to try on the pink dress.
She tilted her head and tried to imagine him in it. Actually, now that she took
a close look at him, he wasn't a bad-looking man.
"Like Sarah McLaughlin? The rescue
puppy commercial lady?" she guessed. "Yep, definitely no to the prom
dresses. I only wear those for Lux, anyway."
"Who's Lux?" Sidika asked
immediately sort of rethinking what this woman could be to Sigefrid. Though
truly she wouldn't be shocked. She herself was technically married but things
had slowly been falling apart and if she had to admit to her own lifestyle?
Well she could never judge Sigefrid for his ten million crow eaters. Most of
the guys seemed to be like that to an extent though the ones that were married
weren't technically allowed to. So long as they only played with others while
on the road nothing was brought up.
Meanwhile Skorpa had stopped at one of the
racks across from Sidika and both were now looking through the many dresses on
this one. Far more casual at least compared to the last two racks. "Bet
this one shows the assets ..... " Skorpa mused finally pulling out a small
black and white dress and simply setting it on top of the rack and simply going
back to going through the rack again as if he was now focused on getting this
over with.
"Mmm yeah better than I almost
grabbed. Too much white.... My cousin my ruin it by breathing on it"
Sidika giggled a bit as she slid one back and continued searching as well.
"Or pink.... This is Subtle"
Sidika added pulling another out and moving to hand it to Serena finally.
"Lux is the nightclub where I
perform," Serena said. "Sometimes it's lounge singing, hence
the prom dresses and evening gowns. Sometimes it's singing and dancing. The
night after my debut, I did a Suicide Squad Harley Quinn cosplay and did a
chair dance while singing Jessi's 'My Romeo'. It's one of my friend Trent's
favorite songs," she bubbled. It was nice making new friends.
Her eyes flicked up at the mention of 'too
much white', and she felt her cheeks heating yet again. "Haha... White
isn't really my color. Well, maybe once," she said, a little nervously.
"So, good, that's been ruled out." She tilted her head at the dress
Skorpa picked out. "It's beautiful, but... I don't know, I feel like I'd
have to wear a water bra with it, and would that be good or bad,
considering?"
She lit up, though, when Sidika suggested a
pink dress. "Ooh, I love pink!" she exclaimed. "Okay, I'll try
both these on, then!"
"I mean the tits aren't that defined
in that one" Skorpa pointed out before eyeing the one Sidika had in
thought. Well to each their own, it actually sort of shocked him if she was
trying to go all out that she DIDN'T do more for the tit situation. To each
their own though. "He does have a point.... But you know what you're
working with best so?" Sidika sort of shrugged and moved from the rack
over to a rack of shorts to start looking again only then realizing Skorpa
didn't have her shit with him, and she suddenly shot him a look.
"What I do now?" Skorpa asked
noting the woman's rather annoyed expression. "Where's my shit
Svien?" She grumbled at him moving from the rack and all of a sudden
looking a shade actually angry. "I told you I put it up front? Do you ever
actually listen, or do you just run your mouth all the time?" Skorpa
replied smartly. Really looking more amused then anything at seeming to finally
get under the red heads skin. "You did not tell me that! When did you tell
me that!?" She argued back stopping to sort of glare at him in question
now.
Eyes finally rolling Skorpa finally just
shook his head. "Doesn't matter....they're up front" he half growled
this time, eyes moving to watch as Sidika sort of suddenly stalked off to see
for herself.
Serena
furrowed her brow slightly. "I um... I guess I *could* get a water bra,
but I just don't want him thinking I'm trying to lie to him again, you know?
Displaying chestage that I don't have...." She shifted slightly. "But
I also mostly prefer tops that have more layering to hide that I *don't* have
it. It's uh... complicated?"
She looked after Sidika as the redhead left. "So...." She looked uncertainly at Skorpa. "Come here often?"
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