The Wicked Like to Play (Tag: Quinn, open)

[silke]

It was another typical night at Hades and it had become a constant thing anymore. Silke dressed the part in her gothic attire. For tonight it would be the dark and naughty nurse. Instead of the outfit of a typical nurse of white it was to be a black uniform with the typical red insignia of the nurse. Her longe white hair fell down in half pigtails with the hat in the middle of them pinned to keep it from falling off during her performance. She could hear the rowdy crowd out in the main room. She put on her black knee high high heeled boots over the fishnet stockings of black coloring.

She put on her stethoscope about her neck hanging loose and began to make her way out onto the stage. The last act was just ending and the lights dimmed as they made their way off the stage. She slowly walked out and spoke. "The doctor will see you now but I get to check you out first!" She laughed the wicked laugh as a beat began to play and her hand slid down along her outfit. She ran her tongue along her lips as she continued to move to the beat as she swayed towards the pole. She wrapped a leg about it as she climbed up it. She brought her ear to the pole.

"Oh no! Not heartbeat! Doctor!!" The crowd laughed even as they whistled as she bent backwards and put the ear pieces in and winked at the crowd. She came back up and put the stethoscope to the pole. "Still nothing!" She sent herself spinning around the pole before she found the ground of the stage and crawled across it. She pulled off the stethoscope and dropped it as she crawled. Her light eyes bright in the dim light before she did a handstand and began to walk on her hands. "Oh no, doctor help me. I'm luvsick!" She went into a backbend and stood up as she began to remove the top portion of her nurse's uniform as she looked out over the crowd.

Soon that was gone and then she moved her hips as the bottom fell off. Everyone saw her in her matching red bra and thong. She brought out her tongue sticking it out so the crowd could see the piercing perfectly. "I've been such a naughty nurse." She giggled softly as she bounced around the stage. The lights began to dim as a woman dressed as a doctor came out and spoke. "Get back to work, nurse!" Silke grabbed up her outfit and the stethoscope but as she wrapped it around her neck she gasped as she was pulled to the other woman by the stethoscope. The doctor grabbed the piece that was placed on the chest licked over it. "Such a naughty nurse. So indecent. Go get to work. This audience wants their drinks!"

And Silke gasped as she felt a hard spank to her bottom and she moved off the stage with a grin. She went back to the back and began dressing. It had been the ending of her shift and she was starting to get hungry. Or rather thirsty. She walked out dressed in a pair of black boots that tied up the front and a black leather mini skirt. The top was a black leather vest that held tight to her. She left the half pigtails in and went out to find Quinn. She had lost her key again.

[quinn]

Standing near the door with his shoulder pinned to the wall, Quinn watched as people sat around ingesting their drinks and inhaling their tobacco which watching the show. Just another normal night for Hades with a decent crowd. The normal doorman had called in so Quinn was taking over that area of security. He'd been working at Hades since he'd come to New Vegas with Silke. Being in security for the place was right up his alley since he was good at fighting. They didn't have too many problems at the place, but now and then someone would be shitfaced enough to try and show how big they were. Usually it was someone who just had to try and grab a feel of the dancers and that was a no-no. Trash like that was quickly taken out to the curb.

Quinn donned his usual black attire for his security position at Hades that included a black t-shirt, black jeans, and black boots. Besides the fact that his favorite color was black, the color simply suited him. His mismatched peepers slid around the club slowly. One thing this job seemed to bring out in Quinn is his ability to read people. He had decent instincts before he was turned into a vampire and reading his opponents was always a bonus. It wasn't about fighting fair to him, it was about fighting to win. To Quinn, winning was all that mattered.

As the night stretched on, Quinn was rotated out of the doorman duty and back to watching the people near the stage. Most nights weren't too bad, but now and then people around the stage would try to get rowdy. He couldn't ever understand it much. It's not like the dancers were there at a personal level and yet there would always be some idiot that would get jealous and start trouble. Quinn tried not to watch the shows too much. He needed to focus on his job and watching the dancers was too distracting.

Quinn moved over into a dark corner near the stage and kept his eyes on the crowd sitting closest to the stage. Silke was on the stage and that made things even harder to keep his focus. He wanted to watch, he enjoyed how she looked. The way that she moved. Her soft sensual scent. Alright, enough of those thoughts. That certainly wasn't going to keep him focused and Silke wasn't his. She was his friend and roommate so it was hands off. In the meantime his focus was on his job. Silke's show ended and a few minutes later as Quinn stood in his corner, she came out of the back room and he could tell immediately she was looking for someone.

Let it be me.

"Hey", Quinn half whispered trying to get Silke's attention.

[silke]

Silke saw Quinn as he moved away from the door but she had to keep up her dancing and she knew how to work the crowd. The men practically drooled for the nurse. She could play the part to perfection and loved the attention even if it wasn't from the one she wanted it to be from. She would have frowned but she was still on the stage. She had been living with him for a long while now and saw the females he brought home. It made her want to throw things at them. She had a couple times when they asked if she were the maid. She threw a lamp at one and told her in uncertain terms that she didn't bring breakfast to anybodies' bedside and she sure in hell didn't pick up after Quinn.

She had left the living room after that and Quinn wasn't always too thrilled with the men Silke brought home either. It had been quite funny sometimes especially when she came strolling out and about almost naked in whatever she had thrown on to get a snack for sometimes the human that she had brought home. She moved over the stage as if she owned it and the customers knew it, too because she did own it for her set. When she got done and got dressed in her normal clothes she came out from the back and she could smell him. She never really could lose that scent because it always hit her memory.

A man came up to her before she could go over to Quinn though and she began to pull on her sleeves that left the top portion of her arms bare. She looked up and met the man's eyes as he held out some credits and began whispering in her ear. "I'm sorry but tonight is not a good night for me." She replied smoothly. It wasn't a good night at all. Not with her stomach starting to ache from her thirst. She gently but firmly pushed his hand back in making sure the man understood that she wasn't playing tonight. He added a few more credits to his hand and she glared. "I said I am not interested tonight. Maybe another time." She went to move past him to Quinn and she let her breath out in relief as he let her go. He must have seen the direction she was heading to. She could see the details of his body and could nearly taste him on her tongue if she would dare to do so.

She continued to walk to Quinn until she was close to him. "I lost my key again." She had heard his half whisper. That voice of his. She could nearly feel it wrap about her and nearly shivered from it. She had wanted him from the first time she had seen him. Very few could tell when she was hungry since she was very pale naturally. But her eyes couldn't help but be drawn along his body. She mentally shook her head and brought her gaze to his eyes. Oh, those beautiful eyes of his. One one color and the other another. She had always liked his eyes. They were so unique and beautiful. So perfect. One blue and one green. "Quinn..." She teasingly whined. "Can I borrow your key?" She smiled at him as she spoke and asked him for his key.

[quinn]

Unfortunately for Quinn, Silke was approached by another male before she could get to Quinn. He ground his molars together as he watched the exchange take place. Of course, as always he tried not to let things get to him, but for sure it wasn't easy being a hot-head. The guy didn't seem to want to take no for an answer, which only fueled Quinn's inner fire, however, he was careful not to let his thoughts or emotions of that nature be seen when it was this type of situation. At work he was able to keep himself collected and looking calm. Only he and others close to him knew that it was a calm before a storm. Quinn was about to intervene, his patience running thin, when the guy finally let her go. His gaze held tight to the man, watching him turn and walk away before he fixed his sight on Silke.

"I lost my key again."

He couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corner of his lips when he heard her words. She was always losing or misplacing her key. Not that it bothered him in the slightest. In fact, he sort of found it cute, but would always pretend to be annoyed in a playful sort of way.

"Again? What I am I gonna do with you?" he said playfully as he dipped his fingers into his front right pocket and fished out his key before dangling it in front of her. "I'm off in an hour. You're gonna be home when i get there right?" Even as he asked, he knew she would be, but for whatever reason he liked to hear her say so. Perhaps it was some kind of ego boost to know someone somewhere was waiting for him.

[silke]

Silke didn't want to deal with this creep. She just wanted to go to see Quinn. The man was annoying her and she was hungry. She finally got passed the man and walked over to Quinn. Oh, he was so... Delicious. He had such a rough look about him and she had seen him lift a girlfriend or two over one of those shoulders before making his way to his room. How she envied those women. But her face always held cheerfulness and a distant type of way to her.

She saw the twitch of his lip at her words of losing her key. In truth her key was right where she had left it on the counter in their home. She did that a few times just so she could go to Quinn and get his key. It felt good just to see him and gave her a reason to do so. How her key just suddenly turned up was always very interesting, too. Such strange places. But he generally was the one that found her key. She nearly let a grin curve her lips at her thoughts.

Oh, he could do so much to her if he only knew was the answer that came to mind inside of her head. "Well, you could always get up on stage with me one of these times..." She laughed at that. But then saw the keys dangling in front of her and she reached out intentionally brushing her fingers along his hand as she took them. "Yeah, if you don't bring home some bimbo..." She laughed softly trying to sooth the jealous sound of her words. "Of course I will be. But I might not be alone." Yeah right. How long had it been since you even dated?

Oh, that's right a month ago when the guy you were seeing didn't know about Quinn yet and had decided to have sex with another girl in your bed thinking you wouldn't be caught. Well, Quinn and her had gotten home from a long night at work and caught the guy. She looked astounded and especially when Quinn had damn near killed the man. "Want me to just wait around here? Better than walking home alone... Maybe I can persuade you to get on the stage with me for a special show. We can call it 'The Seduction of the Evil.'" She laughed at that.

[quinn]

"Well, you could always get up on stage with me one of these times..."

Get up on stage? Quinn shook his head. Nah, he wasn't the 'show business' type, though he did think they could definitely make some money off him that way. Quinn was good looking and he knew it, even arrogant about it at times. Alright, most of the time, but that was besides the point.

He felt her hand brush lightly against his own, sending a wave of goosebumps skittering across his skin. Why did she have this kind of effect on him? He was with woman all the time. Wasn't she just another female? No. Definitely not. He was close to her. Cared for her. Not the others, but he'd never say it. She pretended to be into him at times, but she wasn't really. At least he didn't think so. Besides, she deserved better than him anyhow.

"Yeah, if you don't bring home some bimbo..."

Bimbo? Quinn cocked his head to the side slightly. Was that statement laced with a bit of jealousy? He couldn't help but smirk at that, but what she said next wiped the smirk off his lips just as fast as it had appeared. He inwardly groaned. Why did it even fucking matter? What was with him today? Quinn felt annoyed. Not annoyed with her, just at himself.

His gaze met hers when she asked if he wanted her to wait around. He liked that idea. It soothed his annoyance like a blanket snuffing a fire. It still smoldered some, but the heat was backing off.

"I don't care what you call it, you're not getting me on that stage, Doll face." He chuckled at himself. "Why don't you go get me a drink, then perch your pretty self at this here table," he pointed to the table closest to his current position, "so that I can keep an eye on you," he said teasingly.

[silke]

Silke saw him shake his head and grinned. Oh yeah, she could so see him naked. Hell, she had especially when he had gotten out of the shower and she had gotten home early and he thought someone was breaking in and he had wrapped a towel around his waist. But it had loosened as he walked and had fallen. She couldn't have taken her eyes off that body at all. Oh yes, she could definitely see him on that stage with her. She wondered if he would be the tough type of lover. Full animal-like or would it be mixtures. Oh, she didn't take him for the gentle kind. "Saying no? After I saw you in all your glory." She laughed softly at that.

She wondered how it would feel to touch him or him touch her. His big body pulling her against... No, get your mind out of there. He's your roommate and you are his friend as he is yours! But... No buts. He doesn't even show he is interested in you like that. But she couldn't either because he'd just probably reject her and that was okay. They were friends and had been for a long time.

But the jealous tinge in her words even surprised her some. She saw his smirk but just as fast as it came it disappeared. Did she say something that got to him? Nah, he was just playing his typical games. He brought in woman after woman and when he got bored or tired of it they were gone. Sex was sex. Her eyes met his wondering as he stood quiet for a moment.

"Come on I could so see it play out in my head. All that brute strength." She purred teasingly. She made a face at him. "Do I look like a waitress?" But then she shrugged. "Fine but you are buying and we are sharing, lover boy." She held her hand out to him and waited. They were going to have to pay rent soon and she still had to come up with just a little more in a few nights since Quinn had paid his half. She knew he'd give her it if she asked but he was always bailing her out of things. When he gave them to her she walked over and grabbed two glasses of blood before giving him one of the glasses. She intentionally rubbed against his body as she took the seat. "Now Master, what else would you like?"

[quinn]

"Saying no? After I saw you in all your glory."

If Quinn had been a modest person, he would have blushed at that comment. Luckily for him he wasn't modest, in fact he was arrogant. He knew he was good looking and used it to his advantage. However, deep down he was a good person, at least to those he cared about. The unfortunate fact was that he didn't have that many people in his life that he was close to. He only had a handful of friends, his closest being Silke, his roommate. He didn't like to admit it, but he needed Silke in his life. She kept him grounded. She was good for him. And he liked to think that maybe she needed him too.

More than anything, Quinn was a flirt by nature. He enjoyed it almost like someone else might enjoy a hobby. He smirked at her waitress comment. "I didn't say that, did I?" Lover boy? He chuckled and pulled out the credits needed for their drinks. He dropped them into her awaiting hand and watched her away. His eyes were pulled down as if by some magnetic force and came to rest on her well rounded rear. He really needed to quit doing that. Pulling his eyes away, he remembered he was still at work and couldn't indulge his personal entertainment while on duty.

It didn't take Silke long to get their drinks. She handed him his glass, rubbing against him as she sat down. Once more goosebumps skittered across his skin. Why did she keep doing that? Sheesh. He looked down at her as she asked her question. Master? Calling him that by any other woman might have excited him, but even though Silke was being flirty, he knew she didn't like him that way. In fact, he couldn't help but think that she probably said it because he told her to get him something to drink. He shrugged internally, two could play this game. He bent at the waist bringing his lips close to her ear, brushing them lightly against her delicate skin as he softly whispered, "I can flirt and tease too. Remember, doll, you won't win this game with me." He flicked his tongue over her ear then straightened himself. His eyes gazed around the room making a quick pass as he took a sip of blood from his glass. He then looked back down at her and winked.

[silke]

Silke had known Quinn for a very long time and she knew deep down past that tough exterior he was a very good person. He had been watching her back since they had met and she watched out for him as well but him more than her. They had been really close for some time. She had been staying with him forever. He even had let her put up two poles in the place. One off to the side of the living room and one in her own room so that she could practice. He had said something along the lines of having a sneak preview of the shows before she got up on stage. A private performance even. And she had laughed at it.

She looked up at him and grinned. "Might as well smack me on the ass and call me a waitress." She teased lightly and felt one of the other bouncers watching them closely. Everyone thought that just because she and he shared a place meant that more went on but unfortunately that wasn't the case. She looked not too far from Quinn to where the other bouncer was as he walked over. "Silke, you are looking good tonight." She took the credits Quinn gave her and smiled at the other bouncer before bouncing off to get them their drinks. "Damn Quinn, when you going to give me a piece of that? You keep saying you don't sleep with her but I don't know if I would ever keep my hands off of her if I lived with her."

She made her way back and brushed against Quinn after handing him his drink and took the seat he had told her to. She ignored the bouncer and talked to Quinn and giggled when he didn't answer. But then she felt his breath before the brush of his lips against her ear. Really? She wouldn't win. That had been a fact on many cases with him. And this seemed a never ending cycle. But then her lips parted some in surprise as she felt his tongue along her ear. Her blue eyes widened some in surprise. Oh, he wanted to play, did he? She took a drink of her drink before she stood up holding it in her mouth.

She slowly pressed up against him. Her breasts pressing against his chest and her hand came up and slid into his hair as she pressed her mouth against his before letting the drink slide into his mouth from her mouth as one of her legs wrapped around his. She licked the drink that had slid out off of his chin. "Yeah, I don't think I could lose, Quinn. I am no child." She brought her leg out from around his and took a step back from him even as the other bouncer whistled but she was looking up at Quinn. "And that's how we play the game."