Fuck.
"Hi," Aryst says as she motions for Ace to sit. "What would you like to change?" She asks politely, her mind wants to bulge, it was a great shit on her part as she was the one who made the design.
Ace sits, still bubbly as ever as she starts to explain. Aryst listens as she takes note, there was something satisfying in talking to a client who knows what she wants.
"I hope it's not too much trouble." Ace says. "It's not, I appreciate your vision." Aryst replies politely, but deep inside she's bursting. "But I would appreciate it if you keep the revisions at once, not one at a time," Aryst says in a serious manner.
"Why is your name spelled like tryst?" Ace says out of nowhere.
"What?" Aryst blinks fast. Ace smiles softly, her eyes glimmer like a golden retriever in a sunshine. "Sorry, I just noticed." Ace smiles.
Aryst swallowed the knot in her throat. Is this woman fucking with me? I'm clearly fucking stressed. Fuck...calm down..calm down...
"I have no idea." Aryst replies politely. "Anyway, I meant—well how about this, I will send you another design with your revisions and then I would wait for a period of 15 days if ever you feel the need to revise before we finalize the designs, would that work for you?"
"Back into work mode huh?" Ace teases.
The fuck?!
Aryst smiles.. though fake. "Of course." Noticing Aryst's fake smile, Ace smiled sheepish."I'm really sorry. To answer you, of course it will work out for me..hopefully."
Hopefully? Aryst groaned internally.
"Of course, feel free to reach out to us." Aryst says.
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Aryst is stressed, as fuck. Ace was stubborn and didn't comply to the request, she still didn't make her revisions as one. It's taking too much of Aryst's time, money is good for it of course, but Aryst hates revisions. Fuck...as long as the client is happy..gosh.
Happy client, happy life...as long as Ace stays in the firm. Aryst drinks to it alone in the bar,
"Oh wow, I didn't expect to see you here, Architect." A voice spoke, Aryst turned and saw Ace. The subject of her stressful weeks. "Oh. Hi." Aryst says in a whisper, professionalism in her voice.
"So, what are you doing in a gay bar?" Ace sat down in a stool near her, her eyes glimmer in a predatory gaze. "What do you do in a bar?" Aryst deadpans.
Ace chuckles and leans, her perfume was intoxicating as always. "You tell me," Ace whispers in Aryst's ear. Hmm..checkmate.
Aryst sighs. "I'm here to drink."
"I didn't know you were gay." Ace was now smiling like crazy, like she won a lottery. Her outfit was a white tank top, her black colored bra was extremely highlighted with her large—
"Looks like someone's enjoying the view?" Ace grins, her tone teasing yet playful.
Aryst blinks. "Well, you have a nice body." She's not supposed to admit it, but Aryst can't lie. She is attracted to Ace, she's not denying this.
Chuckling softly, Ace raises an eyebrow, her lip curling into a smirk. "Oh really? And where does that leave me?" She teases, crossing her muscular arms under her chest, pushing her breast up. The sight made Aryst's breathing hitch as she drank her remaining bourbon straight, speechless.
Seeing Aryst's reaction, Ace chuckles deeply, finding it amusing. "Seems like someone's caught off guard." She leans closer, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "Care to share why that is?"
"Shut up." Aryst replied as she crosses her arms around the table. Ace laughs as she stands close,"Oh, come on, now." She purrs, tracing a finger down Aryst's arms lightly. "Don't be shy, We're just two adults having a drink together."
"Sure." Aryst says, her voice husky than she hoped as she stares back at Ace, her eyes intense.
Ace smirks and tilts her head. "That look...is it something I should worry about?" She teases, fingers continues their trail along Aryst's clothed arm.
Aryst removes her arms and moves her body to face Ace fully. "Are you? Worried?"
Ace's smirk grew even wide, seeing the boldness in Aryst's stance. "Worried? Nah." She steps closer, her hand rested on Aryst's hip, fingers splaying across the fabric of her trousers. "Tell me Aryst...what's going through your mind?"
Aryst only stares at Ace's lips.
She knew she shouldn't be doing this. Aryst knew how she's gonna get poked again, now even worst that Ace is Willow's friend. Fuck. It.
Following Aryst's gaze, Ace turned seductive, her thumb on Aryst's hips rubbing small circles. "Ah, I see." She leans, breath ghosting Aryst's ear. "Is that what you want, Aryst? To feel my lips on yours?" Ace pulls back slightly, her eyes locked on Aryst as if daring her to respond.
Aryst, took the opportunity to close the gap and kiss Ace. Fuck it.
Caught off guard by Aryst's assertiveness, Ace's eyes widen for a moment before she meets Aryst. Her other hand finding Aryst's shoulder. "Well, this is a surprise." she murmurs on Aryst's lips. Ace tasted sweet..like a lemon drop as Aryst didn't waste time but kisses Ace again.
Ace deepens the kiss, her tongue enters Arysts mouth as they fought for dominance. Ace's hand from Aryst's shoulder goes down to her spine to her lower back as she pulls Aryst even closer, making Aryst move from her seat.
Ace breaks the kiss and licks her lips as she stared at Aryst who looks breathless. Arysts gaze went to her empty glass as if begging for a drink.
Ace smiling, gestures to the bartender. "Another round for us, please." Ace says to the bartender. Aryst's eyes widened, suddenly everything came crashing down as she feels her face reddens. How fucking horny was she? Making out in public!
Catching Aryst blush, Ace laugh softly, finding it endearing. "Shy now?" She whispers teasingly, nuzzling Aryst's neck softly. Ace then leaned back as her gaze turned predatory again.
"Shut up." Aryst says still blushing. Ace grins at Aryst as she leans and brushes her lips to her ear. "What's wrong Aryst? Don't tell me you're getting cold feet already?" She nips on Aryst's earlobes, her hot breath sending shivers on the other woman's spine.
The drinks arrive momentarily distracting them both as Ace drinks her whiskey and Aryst drinks on her bourbon. Ace then sits back on her stool chair and leans back, giving a heated stare to the architect. "So, Aryst—"
"You seem to like saying my name a lot." Aryst says in a serious gaze, however the gaze has some lust into it. Ace chuckles."I find it..interesting really..so eitherway, I never got to ask you..are you single?"
"I wouldn't be kissing you if I wasn't."
Impressed by Aryst's confidence, Ace chuckles again. "Bold words, I like that." Ace's eyes darken with desire, "Well then, since we've established you're available, how about we take this somewhere more..private?" Her hand finds its way to Aryst's thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze.
Aryst knows she's not getting out of this one in one piece, one way or another she might lose Ace as a client. She shouldn't have even kissed the woman, but here she is. "Your place?" Aryst whispers into Ace's ears.
Ace shivers, "My place," she says as her fingers dig into Aryst's thigh. "And once we get there, I intend to show you exactly why you shouldn't have kissed me in public." Ace kisses Aryst's chin.
Aryst smiles.
