M A D E .. f o r .. Y O U (heartshapedlocket)

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"What movies do you like?" She closed her eyes, breathing in through her lips, exhaling slowly. She had gotten very, very close to shifting to her Fey without meaning to. That's not smart - not in public places, at least.

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"My movie tastes range," Emi smiled and for a second, it almost looked like her teeth were pointed, "But I like scary movies."

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Alainn's face brightened. "Really?" She laughed, sweet and quiet. "I do, as well. Strange how similar we are."

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"It's just natural, I suppose," Emi's attention was diverted when the waitress came to take their order.

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She glanced at the menu, giving a soft smile at the waitress. "May I please have two eggrolls, a lo mien, pork fried rice, and sweet and sour chicken, all small?"

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Emi scanned the menu as the waitress jotted down the order. "I'd like to order Saba and an order of the Calirfornia rolls."

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"That'll be here as soon as we can get it." The waitress smiled, slipping her little booklet into her apron. "Anything else I can get you two?"

Álainn spoke up. "Can I please get a refill for my drink?"

"Sure, honey. Be right back with that. And you?" Jamie looked at Emi.

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"I'm fine, thank you," Emi smiled and turned her gaze back to Alainn.

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Álainn smiled at the waitress - though it was nothing like how she smiled at Emi - and tilted her head. "What're you looking at?"

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"I'm looking at a beautiful girl," She replied easily, "Is that a problem?"

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Álainn gaped at her for half a second before replying in a nonchalant tone. Her eyes sparkled with new-found confidence. "Not at all. Look all you like. Should she give you something extra to look at?"

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"Does she want to?" Emi countered with a playful smile, "I would hope she does."

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She leaned back, shrugging off her jacket. Her bra strap slid to the side, resting just over her bicep. She leaned closer, exposing the tattoos over her neck, her back. The bra clipped at her spine. It was a pretty, pale pink. "Is this enough?"

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Emi reached her hand out, brushing her fingertips over Alainn's skin. It wasn't vulgar, but a very sweet gesture, "Yes, this is very good."

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She let her hair down, floating over her face, hiding her eyes. Her lips pursed. "Damned hair." She flipped it over her shoulder, the tattoos rippling. "Do you like what you see?"

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Emi smiled and followed the path of her shoulder, tracing up to her neck, "I do, very much."

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Goosebumps marched up her flesh. Álainn's lips curled in a sensual smile. It was rare to see her in one of these daring, courageous, confident moods - she only had them when she painted, and almost no one had ever seen her paint. She shivered lightly, then gave a quiet sigh. "You cannot touch me like that in public. Are you trying to drive me mad?"

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"Maybe," Emi replied sweetly, withdrawing her hand and settling it on the table, "It's not like I could help it, when you presented your skin to me like that. Beauty that I have to admire in every way."

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Álainn laughed, a sparkle in her eyes. "You are an amazing woman." She tilted her head. "And I just might believe you."

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"I intend to change that might to something more definite," Emi informed her, leaning back a little so they were an appropriate distance apart.