Thread: Dress-up is dangerous (Lan Moore and Nixie)

Sofia sat on the stairs, her chin in her hand. Her coils of honey blonde hair spilled around her face, acting like some sort of curtain between her and everyone else. Her eyes were green and usually bright with enthusiasm as they should have been that day, but instead they were dull and she were staring at the floor between her feet. Her shoes were black and shiny like the rest of the outfit. It clung to her every curve, outlining her hourglass figure with deliberate tears in it that drew attention to her pleasing curves, but despite this, she felt like a total dick. She was supposed to be Catwoman, from the Batman series and was dressed into a perfect outfit to match, right down to the whip and claws...but she had been stood up. Again. The mask was on the step next to her and it would complete her outfit but she refused to put it on. She wasn't in the mood. Then suddenly her brow furrowed and she thought fuck him. He's stood me up three times now, I'm going to fucking enjoy myself. With someone ELSE.. She nodded to herself and stood, re-adjusting her tail on that cute little derriere of hers and swiped up the mask into her claws. She began walking away from the stairs, her hips swaying methodically and her heeled boots clicking on the floor...but she felt a strange urge to go up the stairs. She wondered what was up there. Sofia hesitate but then quickly began to ascend the stairs, her breasts bouncing in time with her ringlets as she went. Click to expand... Lan Was up stairs in a more true form, though a bit dressed up. He had come here because he could be more relaxed and more him self with out any one caring, intact they liked it. He also enjoyed the attention from the girls he would get and loved the way they looked. His attention turned to the girl in the catwoman outfit, him smiling a bit as he went closer. He felt some sadness in her at the moment, easily telling she wasn't feeling that great. Once he was closer he smirked, Hello there, mind if I get a picture? He seemed to have some fangs when he smile, 'It'll only take a second, you just look so amazing. Click to expand... Sofia couldn??t explain why but her heart felt like it was rattling against her ribcage frantically. It was so?silent up here. Oh for heavens sake, Sofia, just because there isn??t any bloody noise doesn??t mean something is going to happen. Quit being so paranoid. she thought at herself, frowning. The sound of her heels echoed down the corridor. But curiosity killed the cat, you know? she thought, smirking at the crap joke although it seemed to calm her down a bit and allow her to return to normality. However the male??s voice that suddenly rung out startled her and sent her pulse rate straight back up. She whirled around, her luxurious blonde hair fanning out around her as she turned to blink at the man, clutching her heart, her eyes wide. ??What?? she was a little confused at first and then she remembered what she was wearing and blushed, smiling because she was embarrassed. ??Yeah, sure. Just gimme a second.? She put the mask on her face, complete with ears and all and then unrolled the leather whip, holding it in her hand and resting it against her thigh, between her spread legs like an attack stance. A classic Julie Newman pose from the original film. She smiled then said, ??What about you then? That??s such an amazing outfit?those wings..? she took a step towards him, her eyes mesmerised by them. ??They look so real. How did you do it?? Click to expand... Lan smiled once he had taken the picture, Oh it's a trade secret, maybe I could show you some time. He smirked as he watched her pose, You sure do have the body for that outfit, but is this outfit imitating your inner self? Do you like the whips? He said with a seductive little smirk. His eyes caught hers for a second, liking how alone she seemed, Are you looking for a partner to the convention? He went even closer to her and looked over her outfit, Yes it's amazing. Click to expand... A trade secret, huh? she asked, her eyes flitting over his outfit once more. When her gaze returned to his, she didn't even realise that she was biting softly down on her bottom lip. She looked down at her body at the comment and flushed but she was obviously pleased with the compliment as she adjusted her tail again. It was beginning to press against her behind uncomfortably, irritating her. Immitating? she asked, her smirk mirroring his. Her voice was particularly sweet, fluttering her eyelashes in mock innocence. Perhaps...and the whips are lots of fun... she trailed off, drawing the whip slowly back across her thigh. Yes. she said without a moment's hesitation. Why, are you offering? she asked in a low, husky voice. When he stepped closer, she did not draw back. If anything, she felt herself being drawn towards him also and she couldn't explain why. Her eyes moved slowly from his feet and pregressed up his body and she found herself biting down on her lip again. Christ, he was sexy. Click to expand...