I may be bad; -- Open!

[elliot]

live fast, die young ,
BAD GIRLS DO IT WELL
MY C H A I N HITS MY C H E S T WHEN I'M B A N G I N G ON THE D A S H B O A R D
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Elli stepped out of the hot shower as a puff of steam trailed him. He leaned over the sink and carefully smoothed out his freshly waxed eyebrows in the mirror, a devious smirk on his face. He quickly shaved a small spot he'd missed above his upper lip and headed for his bedroom. Matty was laying on the bed typing out his novel on the laptop. Elli slipped onto the bed and kissed his boyfriend all over his neck and cheeks. Matty gave a soft noise before playfully shoving Elli away. Elli rolled his eyes and sat down at his vanity. Getting ready was always a production for Elli, and tonight he was premiering as the first-spot club promoter for Lush, the local gay club.

He began by applying a deep, dark color to his eyelids and making the perfect smokey, cat-eye. Then he slipped on some light powder and a pink blush to his cheeks to make him look flawless. He watched Matty watching him in the mirror with a mischevious expression on his face. He bit his lip playfully and brushed a lock of his shaggy, blonde hair behind his ear. He arched his back in a stretch and saw Matty's eyes widen, that lust-filled look he was so used to back in his boyfriend's eyes.

"See something you like, Matty?" Elli's voice was dripping seduction as he playfully raised his eyebrow.

Matty gulped and the glared at Elli, muttering some sort of curse word in another language, and went back to his writing. Elli sighed softly and continued to apply his makeup. After he'd finished up his makeup he had to get dressed. He carefully did the proper tucking method before slipping on some protective undergarments. Then he wiggled into his brand-new black, leather skirt. He applied his makeup to make him look as though he had a nice set of boobs and his black bustier. He made sure to take time bending over to put on his dominatrix shoes. He knew Matty was watching his every move in the reflection from the laptop's screen.

He gave a sigh that was less like a sigh and more like a moan as he began putting on his accessories. A BDSM collar/leash set, a necklace with 'bitches get stitches' on it, and leather glovelets. He bent over and put on his long, curly, brunette wig and then slipped on the dominatrix cap he'd ordered. He bent over infront of his vanity and slipped on some deep, pink lipstick to complete his outfit. When he turned around he caught Matty's wild-eyed stare as he struck a pose. He quickly kissed Matty goodbye and winked, heading for the door. He almost didn't catch Matty's voice trailing him down the hallway "Hey, if you find a riding crop while you're out... maybe we can try out that thing you like when you get home." Elli gave a loud, obnoxious laugh as he locked the front door.

He got into his barbie pink BMW convertible and headed for the club, driving well over speed limit. When he arrived (about an hour before the club was due to open for the night) there was already a pretty good line. He waved to a couple of guys he knew, and one he'd slept with, then met up with his boss. As a 'promoter' his job was to make sure people came in and to keep the VIP guests entertained. He was good enough at the job and was always happy to be around people and learn their business. He sat around after checking in with the VIP guests as the club opened. A few boys checked him out and he returned their glances with seductively flirty smiles. After a while he slipped into the bathroom and popped on of his X pills, his body tingling as it kicked in. Then he headed on to the dance floor where he caught someone's eye.

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[KODA SEBASTIAN PIERCE]

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