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Rayne	Posted: Aug 29 2008, 06:05 PM .quote
devil--[flattery] Group: Drug Dealer Posts: 14 Member No.: 4 Joined: 24-August 08	^{There was a small pressure on his lap, a thud almost. Boredly, Rayne tapped out the cigarette on a tray, his other hand taking the cause of his distraction and examining it. Flipping the small plastic bag between his fingers, a pleased smile formed; disappearing as quickly. It scored right away with him by being the smooth, fine-grained sort, not the coarse, flaky, dry-on-the-outside rubbish full of chunks of gut and gristle to testify to its authenticity. “What’s this for?” Usually it was the other way around..he gave drugs, not received them. Aside from that, he remained not a fan of cocaine. Jiggling your knees blankeyed in the rain, resting loudly on a fire hydrant, babbling on about this and that because your lips are trembling from the power coursing through your veins. "A thank you gift.." The blonde purred as she lowered herself to sit next to him, lazily slipping one leg across his two. A bit forward wasn't she? But it was a cold, lifeless business when you were repaid through illegal presents that you yourself had brought forth on more than one occasion. Drug dealing. For all of its faults, it gave most hardworking people a chance to improve themselves economically, even as the deck was stacked in favor of the privileged few. Here were the choices most faced in such a system: Get bitter or get busy. He got busy at a young age. Setting a hand along her thigh, he opened the bag, drawing out a bit over the length of skin. The delicate powder caused a shiver to race across her flesh, a smirk hinting on his lips, a devilish gleam in his eye. Doing a line off the leg of a woman wasn't a new thing, and frankly, he didn't give a care. Inhaling it, he drew his face up; nipping at the cloth on her abdomen. Feeling a tremendous rakehell, and not liking himself much for it, and feeling rather good for not liking himself much for it, and not liking himself at all for feeling rather good, Rayne resumed his prior position, tucking the baggie into the breast pocket of his suit. He had found no greater satisfaction than achieving success through dealing and strict adherence to the view that, for him to gain, those he dealt with should gain as well..and then perhaps return the favor. Certainly was nice to drape his arm around her shoulders, tasting the soft skin of her neck A dusty thudding in his head made the scene before him beat like a pulse as his gaze tilted to the dance floor. Lights ripped through bodies, disappearing into the shadow filled corners, limbs entwined and faces pressed close. Mouths whispering and plundering at the same time. Leave it to the elite to make open fools of themselves. Rayne was not one for public displays of Lust. Even now, as he slid his finger tips into the girls skirt, he felt no eyes on him. No one dared to question the dealers actions, the way his lips twisted sardonically while she voiced a protest of someone watching. Cooing to her, he dug his nails in sharply to her flesh, earning a small whiper as those pretty eyes snapped shut. Had placed herself in the situation hadn't she? Chuckling, he pressed close, running his mouth along hers, "Tell me Marion..Tell me your secrets." It was a common remark from the dark dearler, his eyes sparkingly with hidden amusement. So many times had the rich and famous divulged their inner most fantasies to him, their eyes wide as it spilled forth, hands gesturing sporadically. And then there were those like Marion, who kept coming back to whisper raunch into his ear. Such a dirty whore. Grabbing her cheek, he jerked her sharply away. "Go." Came the dark command as he lit another cigarette, bringing it thoughtfully to his lips. Taking a moment to catch her breath, the blonde set a hand to her chest before slipping away. A dirty whore, but a good listener.}
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