The Stockroom of After Hours (Invite or Ask)

Wakes and wanders to make coffee in the actual club, bringing in a steel carafe and the trimmings, before he moves Oreo into one of the comfier isolated booths, in the main club.

Then I shake my head.


"Always a mess."

First thing is a freshly made bed. Your day should start with one, to get you ready for real work. Then another draining and re stocking of the hot tub, left in the center of the Stockroom again. I curse but finally manage to to get it onto it's side and shove until it is out the door, where I finally have the time to break it down in the larger space.

Boxes are neatly restocked, and and the comic box where Eazy resides left alone. Though I can swear it has been getting bigger. The buzzing box still isn't empty, but a few quick clicks and it stops buzzing. Batteries are replaced, and the waterproof seals on the light sockets are reapplied, in case of accidental Hot Tub splashing. Lastly a good sweep, leaves the place dust free.

Just the neatly stacked and labeled boxes. Inspected free of mold, mildew, and water. The bed, a single chair, and the tray of coffee the only other things in the Stockroom.. Pouring both cups and adding cream and sugar to each. I wait for the bosslady. Apparently I require a performance review. Though it seems she might be a little late.

I dig in the costume box then, Just for fun, appreciating quite a few well done Superhero and Superheroine costumes.
 
*peers into the open door*
Always have to keep things neat, don't you?

*Comes in and closes the door behind her, taking up one of the cups of coffee & sipping, glancing over his shoulder into the box*
It's terrible, I know. That I collect all those. E's got his comic books. I've got costumes. It's just the fun of being someone else, I suppose. Someone besides yourself. *Takes another sip*
 
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Slips the key back under the door to CT with a whispered , thank you so very much.Smiling she leaves anxious to see if she can reproduce one of her very own.
 
Smiles softly to yeishia's offering and rose. And dutifully picks up his key putting it back in his pocket.

"Well, tidy and organised works better. Sides you employ me for these reasons. I don't want to give you reason to get made at me."

*I shrug expressively before looking at Lily. And at the box of costumes. *

Besides they look good on you. Some of them look really good. But that's besides the point, you said something about a performance review?
 
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That I did.
Here, come sit.

*Pats the bed beside her*

Its nothing evil, I assure you.
*Smirks*
Though I suppose Vail would say otherwise.
 
*Grabbing up a costume I like and setting it aside neatly folded over the chair. Though the hat likely gives it away. I smile as I come to sit on the bed, next to her patting hand, and look at the boss. She is pretty.*

Vail, disagrees with a lot of things. Sometimes possibly just to be contrary. See that Cheshire smirk.
 
*Perks up all of a sudden. Peers around the empty office suspiciously.*

My Zatanna senses are tingling...
 
Brat. I disagree in order to show that I am quite simply right
 
She just aims to cause trouble.
*Shoots a glance at the spying lady*
And she's damn good at it.

But. At any rate.
We were talking about your work...
You're wonderful at the club. And the extra work is amazing. I never thought I'd have anyone that would go out of his way with so many little spare things...

*Eyes the costume*
-And encouragements...

So you deserve a bonus. A nice bonus. Now, according to Soru, the Club's a bit tight on funds at the moment... but...

*Picks up the pile*
Perhaps I can do something else?
 
laughs softly...wondering what it would take to keep Lily in Z's constume 24/7...then drifts out to let the two play
 
*My Heart stops. And for only a brief moment I imagine it to be someone else's. But it isn't. And Lily is really offering something to me. something, I realise I have wanted from her for a very long time. When it starts again, I even know that I can have it.*

Well. Yeah boss. You could put that costume on. But I don't think you'll be able to button it up the whole way. And I am gonna sit in this chair, and we can pretend it's magic that ties my hands behind my back.

Though I never imagined that a simple job performance review would get into such hard, interrogation techniques.
 
Oh I doubt I'll have any button is- *Unfolds the shirt*
Oh. Well, maybe.

You get resettled. I'll be right back. *Wanders into the restroom and gets changed, laughing slightly from behind the closed door. He was right. Looks like that shirt was meant for a size a little smaller in the chest...*
Story of my life. Either need something too big for the rest of me, or look like I'm going to break buttons....

*comes back out and does a little twirl for him, tapping the wand against his nose*
Mih Dnib!

*Smirks*
 
*First things first. I lock the door with a master key, and then snap it in the lock. It'll be work to change all the locks later. But for now I am not wanting to be interrupted.*

*Clearing the coffee tray I sit down and wait, thinking about what to do to get ready. Moments later my uniform is gone, Wife beater and boxer briefs remain. Like a criminal who's been rousted from sleep. when she comes in I have to mime restraining my hands, and need another moment to restrain a different sleeping presence. Her legs look incredible in those fishnets. And I know how wrong it is, but when her wand taps my nose I can't help but stare at her breasts. Full, heaving, and a far too small shirt. Magic indeed.*

Mih Dnib!


*My hands clasp each other behind the chair. And suddenly I feel anchored and connected. I chew my lip a half second, before clearing my throat.*

You.uh. Ahem. You won't get any information from me, spellslinger. Might as well put your lips to better use.

Holy fuck did I just say that?
 
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Oh really?

*raises an eyebrow at both the look on his face and the phrasing used. Someone's enjoying this...*

Fine then.

*reaches down to undo the button of his boxers*
Let's see if other magic will work better.

*Pauses*
Your wand is bigger.

*Settles on the floor, taking off the hat and setting it beside her*
 
*Her steps make me flinch a little, and I am really unprepared for how nervous I am. This is well a walking fantasy. This is rare. And she is right. Someone is enjoying this. The cotton is not doing it's job, and It is evident that I am am rock hard.*

We should see then Spellslinger, but I still don't think you're going to get anything useful out of me. And besides. *I eye her thin plastic wand.* That is a prop, this is the real thing.

*I wait and prevent myself from fidgeting only by curling my feet around the legs of the chair. Spreading myself a little. When my boss sinks down, I almost moan in pure anticipation.* Hmm. *I have to break for just a moment, as I reach to the floor, and place her hat back on her head. Securing it with two small pins.*

Leave the hat on please.

*I am so doomed.*
 
I'll get something USEFUL alright.

*inwardly groans at her own bad joke, pulling the shorts open and letting him freedom, only to peek up at the hat pinned back on, shrugging. Whatever works.*

Let's just see how much you're holding back....

*Leans down, taking him between her lips and letting her tongue tease the tip of his head, delicately sucking on it with a light purr in her throat*
 
You'll get oooohhhh.

*I can't think, and it's only muscle reflex gripping my forearms that stops me from touching her face. As it stands, and I inwardly groan at my own internal monologue, I'm a little incapable of speech for this moment. Enjoying entirely too much the feel of her lips along my overly sensitive head, and my breath catching on every little touch of her tongue, lets her know.*

"Is that the best you can do?" *Mentally I question my own words. yeah it is in character but I'm struggling already.* "A little knob polishing ain't gonna make me spill.... Uhh... everything." *No but it will certainly render me incapable of actually talking, and my own puns will put images in my head. I could not find better words than Spill Everything?* "Sides aren't you supposed to fight fair and all that? Ooh." *My voice loses all the hard edge I had put in it, and one of my thighs visibly strains to avoid twitching or bouncing.*

"I want to lick you too Lily"
 
*Closing her eyes, a bit surprised at how quickly she's able to get him to lose his train of thought. He's slipping his 'character' just as quickly as she slipping him past her tongue. Perhaps this little game is a little too hard.... She sets back on her heels for a moment, letting him loose of her lips' grip and wiping the slight dribble against the back of her hand*

This is fighting fair.
I'm giving you a chance...

*pauses at his added words, the sudden change in his voice and what's said causing her to squirm slightly on the floor*

Its your bonus, Darlin'.
Whatever you want out of it.
But its what YOU want. Don't think you have to do anything for me.

*Gets up enough to place a kiss on his cheek*
Knowing you're happy and content is all I want.
 
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*I need to pause, and I realize I may regret this. but walking fantasies, don't actually appear very often. Especially to grant them tailor made from fevered dreams. Dreams that leave you sweating, and waking up without breath, and occasionally needing a change of sheets. I am looking at my boss, because she is just that good.*

You sure?

*I don't need to see her nod, to kiss her cheek, and softly nibble her ear, and whisper oh so softly all the things I want her to do.*

There's a few pairs of handcuffs, in the fun stuff box. You're gonna need a few. twist the firs set and make sure they're tight enough so I can't wiggle my wrists out. I'll dislocate my thumb to get at you when this starts. Also put the chair up against the wall, so I can't tip us over. If I thrash keep going.

*I trust her, and I know I am very lucky. This is the best bonus ever.*
 
Don't hurt yourself over me. I'm not worth that.

*Gets up and gathers what he's requested, one set hanging from her thumb as she settles onto his lap, smiling at him for a moment before reaching behind, turning the little chain so it tightens and clasping one side to his left wrist, the other finding his right*

I'll leave the key right here on the stand. Just in case you do something you regret. or make me regret, I guess is the better phrasing.

*Once he's locked down in arms, its on to his legs, clasping them to the chair's and cuffing them down as well* Don't want you to kick me in the head or something.

*steps back, looking at him. I've never seen him this way before. In a way its a bit... strange. In another- so intruiging.*

I know you like this costume, but I need to take it off. *Unbuttons the shirt, though theres not many to actually worry about anyway, then loses the little shorts that cling to her skin, peeling them off slowly before reaching up to tap the hat* Still want this on, though?
 
And the fishnets please. And I am pretty sure you are, Lily. Especially after the little talk, and more so for the costume.

*I test all the cuffs and restraints and am sure that i am not moving anywhere when I stand very uncomfortably and wedge the chair against the wall, making sure If I tense I won't tip us over or anything.*

But In any case. You know that I like to take all necessary precautions.

*Breathlessly I wait watching her disrobe herself. Leaving the hat, the fishnets. Bless her heart, the little bow tie, and gloves. Why should I have ever worried? She loves her costumes probably more than I do.*
 
I have to admit, I think this might be coming out a bit more often. I rather like it.

*Strips down to the bare minimums of it all; the little bow, the white gloves, the now-tilting hat and criss-crossing tights- everything of actual coverage being left to the edge of the bed before going back to him*

Stop trying to get up. Sit. *Puts her hand to his chest and pushes him back down, knowing full well that he's stronger than me, but the current arrangement gives things a bit more in my favor*

I can't do anything to you if you keep getting up like that.

*goes back to the floor, rising up on her knees and taking a momentary lap of her tongue up and down his shaft*

A little warm up.

*Smiles, then stiffens up her back, presenting her chest to him before trapping his length between her breasts*
 
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