#ccsemberclub

"Honor is a lie." He repeats. ((Please see edit above.))

"You have put your passion into me, this club....duty would have you waiting tables or just cooking, but passion helped make all THIS." She gestures towards the rest of the club "We have this because you put passion before duty. Now we cook in the kitchen and in the bedroom because our passion leads us to, not because it's some task assigned. Passion before duty"

"Passion before duty." He echoes, then mutters ".... I cannot believe you have to catechise me...."

"Would it help if I break out the sexy nun costume?" She arches a brow "You know, the one that would drive some Liams into apoplexy? The point is, without passion you'd never have amounted to anything, without passion FIRST over duty."

He smirks. "It was passion first led me down this path."

"And look at what we've set up, stumbled onto. We have a hold. Dreamers flock in to join our staff , enjoy the food, and the entertainment. Oh, we may have to 'gather' the rosebuds, but that's hardlhy a trial. We're doing what we love and the glamour has thrived. It's Free, darling...how many times have we cast on a whim? How many mortals have we helped on OUR Terms? Glamour is free and the power it brings is both fun and potent."

"Glamour -is- Free." He is making an effort and it may be working.

"Of course it is... we have enchanted servants, we've mused customers and staff alike into whole new life styles and dreams... it's all there IF one knows where to look for it. HEck, you still visit that young man who writes all the rebellious science fiction and fantasy novels- he's doing much better now, and you always come back reinvorigorated, and for what? A cup of coffee with him you were going to drink anyway? Then he writes more, spreading your style of glamour and your dreams on top of his.. and sowing yet more seeds for it. All while you do what you're great at here, or snuggle with me by the balefire. " A delicious look on her lips "We're like little gods to them, it's fun." "Woow" She says a bit breathy at something.

"What is it, my goddess?"

"Oh might be working myself up a bit too," A blush "Now where was I?"

A grin. "Deifying us."

"Oh yes, " A purr, "Good lord we could turn a book club into a sex club and yo uknow it. The last is change is good. Would you say it is?" she plays a bit with her voile, in seelie mode she often prefers green, but now she's pondering she might go change it. "I mean, think of how we've worked as agents of change."

"The horse farm."

"Your girls out there." He tips his head to the door of the office.

"Confusion to trolls..."

"Yes," Proud, "So scared of their own passions and we've brought it out of them." Then a smile "Why even the Chieftain relied on your ability to make change happen. And because of you, refugees have had changes, and I bet they'd say it's not just good, it's damn good."

"Mmmm...." he does seem strengthened. Strong enough to take her in his arms in fact.

"Ooo well, hello my wicked man" She kisses him , meaning to do it lightly, and then says "I think I've worked myself up to the tipping point as well.. gonna be hard to resist it."

He whispers to her as he runs his hands along her curves. "Do you -want- to resist it?"

"Actually" She admits "What I want to do is perform a home invasion and make whoever we find our play things for a day." Oh goodness is she blushing

"Let's. " a wicked twinkle, tossing rehearsal out the window.

"Fine.. five minutes, I'll cancel rehersal..and I want to change int something more... passionate"

"I will wait here, and take degenerate disadvantage of you when you return." He promises politely.

"I expect nothing less, " She saunters off, having tripped over the other side herself while urging him to do the same.

He grins and waits, on the couch, less than fully dressed, for her return.

She returns wearing a red sundress, and the way the lines show, he suspects not much else under it. "Shall we?"

"Oh yes, let's...." He reaches to draw her closer, down to the couch.....

"What about the home invasion?" She dimples.

But does not seem offended by the 'detour' so soon

"Immediately after." He promises, kissing her lips, her neck... lower......

......Later.......

Her Love Kracken reclines with her on the couch, smiling with satisfaction.

"mm feeling better obviously," She runs a finger along that smile "There's a well earned smug look"

"Why thank you." He turns his head to look at her. "You look pleased."

"Well, you please me" She says honestly.

"I am glad to hear that." as sincerely. "You fill my heart."

"Your dark.." A kiss, "Unseelie. heart?" A kiss

"Yes." A kiss. He does sound.... more himself.

"Good..'mmm ' now... for home invasion..." A smile "Options include.... a music teacher, common interest there. A couple approaching their thirties and THINK no one knows that they're losing interest in each other... might even be a good deed to intrude there. A very frustrated business woman who is angry that she was told she could have it all... and lastly two college students living off campus rentinging out the top floor of a two story house with their land lord under them"

Amused. "And how do you know all this, hmmm?" Insinuating.

"For your sake, of course, darling. I know how organized boggans like to be." Innocent sincere look. Oh what a lovely mask she has on.

"Pah." He doesn't buy it and waits to see if she will come clean.

A laugh and the mask cracks, "What? Fine. I'm just domestic enough to be noisy about folks, and just un domestic enough to want to rattle cages. Now, which?"

"Do you know more about the music teacher?" Thoughtful. "The college students won't be much of a challenge, not sure I should risk a good deed,.... the business woman -maybe-....."

"Well, she's a she, I tried to make sure at least one woman in every scenrio for what i find to be your prefered aesthetics. A bit prim... dislikes newer music genres like hip hop"

"I don't recall you're too fond of it either, aesthetically. But then, I've seen you respond to the spirit within. " he adds.

"And the business woman?"

"True, I do not always get rap," She smiles "But every avenue of music is someone's road"

"Yes."

"Marketing I think, early 30s..." She names the company. Interesting, it owns some hotels he's used.

"Hm. I think you might enjoy the music teacher more?" It is an offer.