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(This one's long)
Jade waltzed obliviously into the coquette bar. Almost immediately she had men offering her drinks and luxurious items, but she was only in there to blow off steam. Earlier in the night, she had got into a fight with one of her good friends and he had said something harsh to her. She sped off from him, leaving him there and ending up in the shallows of town where she was attracted to the beaming ruby lights of this very bar.
At the sight of her, the bartender bit his lip and cleared his throat. "What can I get for you, pretty lady." He rasped out. She huffed, clearly being able to tell he was trying to make his voice deeper in her presence. "Gin and Tonic." She groggily replied, resting her weight on her elbows that were pressed against the ash-covered sienna bar top.
As she waited for her drink, she scanned the four walls she'd submerged herself in, finally getting a good eye on the small details. The walls were painted black, 24x24 pictures of various black and white graffiti portraits hanging from the bricks. Lining the trim were LEDs in red. On the floor, the obvious tables and stools all in the color blood red.
The place, to say the least, was of gothic nature - not really a place Jade would find herself in often. Tonight, however, she didn't care where she ended up. All she could let herself process was the overwhelming yearn of comfort. Her comfort person was the one who did this to her, so all she had left was alcohol. As her drink came, she shook her chocolate curls then picked up the drink and downed it.
Jade felt her muscles relax at the way the drink lit a fire in her throat. She snapped once, twirling her finger in circles as if to say, "keep 'em coming." The more drinks came, the more she drunk. Nearing the end of her night, she could barely keep her emotions close to her - letting the tears of deep seeded frustration bleed from her dark eyes.
From across the bar, an inquisitive pair of sea blue eyes scanned her drooping body. The person staring felt their heart jolt at the sight of Jade breaking...and even bigger jolt at the sweet scent that illuminated off of her. Normally, she would be able to ignore people's scents if she wanted to. But something about the sweetness of her scent made her crave her.
Entrancingly, She arose to her feet and made her way over to the weeping woman - the scent growing stronger as she inches closer to her.
Jade felt a warm palm on her shoulder. Instantaneously, electricity ran across her body from that left shoulder - her tears stopped immediately. She lifted her head, turning back to be met with a fair faced woman. A woman with full lips, painted black, and beautiful catty blue eyes. Jade's heart shivered at the sight of the woman, though she was stone faced, she felt her heart warm at the very clear gesture.
After a few minutes of Jade peering innocently into the woman's eyes, she finally opened her mouth. "Are you okay, sweet girl?" The woman rasped out. Her voice was deeper than expected, but it sent a euphoria through her bones that she felt like she'd craved her whole life. Jade bit her lip, emotions stacking and slopping within her chest. She nodded timidly at the taller woman, glancing down at the leather harness that hugged her plump chest and slim waist.
The taller woman clocked her eyebrow, her hands beginning to shake at the seductive scent of Jade's blood. Temptation pierced her flesh, but she fought it off. "No words, huh?" She began. "I saw you crying, just thought I'd check. Thought maybe you could use a hand." Jade bit her lip once again, soaking in the sultry vibrations of the woman's voice. She didn't speak, though, as she was afraid of word vomit. She had a tendency to blurt things out under pressure.
"Come on beautiful. Speak." The woman teased. Jade felt her cheeks heat up at the way the woman's head tilted and her eyes grew more curious by the second.
