Thread: (Genderswap// Mintie x Midnight)

The ability to go out drinking and be two years over the specified age minimum. Being able to go to a twenty one and over club, even if there was nothing different within the vibe of one club and another. Being just old enough to inherit your father's modeling agency just because the man felt the need of retiring and passing it down to you. Being twenty three years old did have it's pros and cons. The heel of her shoe hitting the ground as she stepped from the black car, the sway of her hips was rhythmic as though it were moving to some unnamed song that left one puzzled though not long enough to be distracted from the curves as she walked steadily. The cold air not having its chance of engulfing her in anything cold, or at least not having the time to send a chill down her spine, before the female was inside the apartment building. Her day at the office she so casually, usually, attended to had gone by ever so slowly, something the fiery redhead was used to, however, upon making a tease today, she found herself mentally plotting out a night of activities if you wish to say them as such. For instance, with the exchange of glances between she and her assistant, there had been a much needed schedule created within seconds for them to meet later in the night, well, a little after work actually. The destination was already known, although that didn't mean that throughout the day she couldn't tease him. Grinning as she slid into the elevator, the female's honey brown eyes found themselves looking up only slightly, daydreaming. Generally, the plans were made a little before the affair actually happened, yet with this one being made earlier in the day, the hours had seemed to simply slug on by. The female had been an absolute tease when she had caught Adrian a little ways away from her office door, she had squeezed past him and pressed her firm ass against his crotch, her pencil skirted dress, white and curving with her Octavia was a master at teasing. . Well, that among other things. Horizontal line of bangs over her eyelids as her thick eyelashes batted once she opened the door with the jingle of her keys, she pulled her four inch mary jane heels off her feet and held them in her hand. She only had a little while to get herself comfortable, her black stocking feet guided her to her bedroom across the wood floors. The beautiful woman, a cross between her Portuguese mother and her Hungarian father as evident by her accent that tickled her words and left people leaning in to hear her soft voice, began peeling her clothes off. Sure, tonight would be festive, although the female now currently clad in a set of boy shorts, with a matching lace trimmed bra covered in her favorite print of zebra, the female found herself buttoning up a loose, white button up shirt that evidently wasn??t hers by the large size of it. This was one of the many tricky things about Octavia de Luca, not only was there something different in her eyes each time one looked, yet there was an alluring tone within her voice that often led people down the wrong path. Ah well, she didn??t mean to. Grinning to herself just as she heard the sound of a male entering the flat, she peeked her head out from her bedroom and smiled softly, socks leaving not a sound to hit the floors as she moved from her room and out into the hallway. ?Adri.? Her voice was thick, as stated earlier, using a scrunchie to contain her mass of hair, bangs still over her eyelids and causing her eye color and the light splash of freckles to be magnified. Hair in a messy bun as she moved toward him, Tavia smiled brightly to the young male, arms finding themselves moving around his neck. ?Adriii! How was your day?? She asked, knowing she had messed with him for a good portion of it, giggling softly. Her full lips planting a gentle kiss to his, her arms released him from their light grip, the female who stood only at a mere five five exactly, the woman moved herself toward her living room, settling down on the largest of three couches and facing him, she leaned forward lightly before beckoning him with her hand. ?C??mere Adrian.? It was unfortunate that upon the male??s first day he hadn??t known his boss would be a woman, because he had initially been shown around by a man who looked like the spitting image of any company owner. However, upon the male getting shooed away by Octavia for trying to look like he owned anything more than just the conversations at the water cooler, just like most other men within the agency, their eyes found themselves looking at Octavia. . And then realizing she was on the numerous pictures within the office, randomly placed between other models and family members who had also partaken in the business. It was honestly something Tavia had enjoyed doing before her dad decided it in his mind to give his daughter the family industry. Though now as she sat on her couch, wiggling the rear at which she had rubbed against his crotch earlier in the day within the air, her lips were curved and asking for something tempting. listu