DiningRoom
Vanessa beams at Ace's words, her heart swelling with affection for him. His gratitude warms her, reinforcing the deep bond they share.

"You're welcome, Ace," she responds softly, her eyes reflecting her love for him.

As he assures her that he won't let her off the hook entirely, Vanessa chuckles, relishing their playful exchange. His declaration of love fills her with profound gratitude for their connection.

"I won't forget," she assures him, her voice tinged with sincerity.

Returning his grin, Vanessa settles into the chair he holds out for her, feeling a rush of warmth at his thoughtful gesture. She watches as he takes his seat, feeling grateful for his presence.

With practiced ease, Vanessa serves up generous portions of the homemade stew, fresh vegetables, and slices of homemade bread slathered with sweet cream butter. As she dishes dinner, she steals glances at Ace, feeling a soft blush rise to her cheeks at the thought of the love and joy he brings into her life with every touch and every moment shared together.

As they enjoy their meal, Vanessa's thoughts drift.

"I received a letter today...."

looks in for a few

Found a place to rp in jag yet?

One is always welcome, one way or the other, at The Deep Inn.

Hi

Holding still as your hand runs over long, dark hair. You were to be trusted, but you weren't without your surprises and I know that you enjoyed the lash, especially if it wasn't something I particularly signed up for. You're a Sadist.

Flinching as your finger traces the angry red welt. It's sensitive and the flesh is raised up, and hot to the touch.

Oh, my lack of crying out as it were, wasn't because I was trying to be a big girl... no no.. it was because the breath was sucked out of my lungs.

Making sure you know that, and whatever pain sluts are in this joint, I'm not one of them. Green gaze is with your eyes as you speak.

Absolutely your words have been true. What is it you need done first?

Lounge
"Ayyy~!" Holly was failing the Froo-Froo Protocol right now and the refinement of the… well she wasn't sure just what time period the lounge was invoking but it was a stylistic mismatch for Holly, doing her best ironically mom-like assembly.

Or maybe 'cool unmarried aunt'. Either way she tried to age herself up a little with her manner of dress… and being a little too familiar, and unless you physically restrained her, she'd bypass handshakes for a hug instead.

"Oh I'm… I mean I'm happy with whatever — just let me know if there's Benzos in it."

Crude joke, given that she was literally the victim of a drugged drink last year.

Holly did have a glance outward, though, like alcohol was just confusing and intimidating. "Uhhh I'm gonna confess I'm a bit of a newbie in this arena. What can you recommend that's not-so-challenging, and not liable to make the trip home too dangerous?"

It's then that she paused and glanced around the interior.

Oh god, she remembers this place. It's where that one Fedora-sporting date met her, the catfish.

hello

... noting that Andrew hasn't found a room-maker yet ...

Hi ..

Are you back for a while?

~ checks the seeall ~

Interesting ...

running a hand over your long dark hair
grinning
finishing bad cop before switching gears again
you think you won't cry out, but the shock of that first one usually prevails
....it was very hot
tracing a large finger over the pretty stripe

but duty calls
have my words been true? time to start earning your keep

LPA

Lobster
Pinot
Asparagus

~ wanders in for a while ~

Kitchen
He gives your hand a grateful squeeze loving how everything between us comes easy and feels so natural

"Thank you Vee."

He holds his hands up in front of him

"Okay...okay I promise I wont think that."

He can not take his eyes off of you for to long when he is with you. He can not believe his luck at finding such a beautiful sweet woman like you. He knows he is blessed

"I love you to Vanessa Emerson don't you ever forget that."

A grin finds his lips easily

"I will hold you to that you know."

He returns that squeeze and steps on over to a chair holding it out for you

"Sounds perfect I am hungry."

When you sit down he will scoot thechair in some for you before he takes his own seat

He answered the phone and when he hears who's out in the lobby, he grumbles. He'd left a note the day after his trip to Rockshore to talk to Stormer about some touch up work that a woman named Amelia would be coming and she had a standing appointment.

He tells her to send her back to his office. There would be a conversation about his notes for the reception staff.

He makes sure to slide the document into an interoffice envelope and puts it over for pick up in the morning. He settles back behind the desk.

Lounge
Her deciding factor was to never tell others what to wear. She didn't like the look of black on her. She was too pale and looked like a Victorian street urchin. You look fantastic in black.

You came in and she smiled warmly. She slipped her phone back into her back and stood up. Her gaze scanned you quickly. The shoes were killer. Caroline always loved a good Jimmy Choo.

She offered you a friendly smile.

Ms. Blanc, it has been too long since I've gotten to pleasure of your company. Thank you for meeting with me. I've just gotten to the City, it's nice to see a friendly face. You look exquisite. Like you just walked off a photo shoot. I'm jealous.

She came close and offered a warm handshake.

I wasn't sure what you liked to drink. The hostess in her liked to have a drink waiting when she was going to have a guest. That didn't matter if it was at her house, her business or just a restaurant.

If you want dirty looks in the future, you're going to have to tell me that, otherwise I'm here to keep you happy. You just buttered my bread pal.

I saw the belt, I heard the belt hitting the mattress. But there's no steeling yourself enough for when it actually comes. It's a formidable weapon when used on flesh, and after one's had a taste of it, it's an incredibly effective threat tool.

And then it comes. It's like a stripe of lava across my ass and I careen into the bars as my body reacts too late, and at first there is no sound. There's just this giant lump in my throat. And after that's had a chance to digest, then there's a teeth-gritting scream.

UuuuuGGGGGGGGGGhhhhh!!!

Followed by rapid breaths and white knuckles around the bars, and a hot stripe rising in the form of an angry, red welt across both cheeks. Exhaling slowly, peeling my fingers from the bars. There's high colour across my cheekbones, indicating that the stress level certainly rose.

Green gaze looks at you as I turn around and flex my fingers from their death grip on the bars.

Well. Thank you for enlightening me Sir.

Seams like a steak of consciousness. Heels clicking lips a licking. mmmm interesting time warp.

Greetings A/all it has been awhile