Thread: The Sins That Follow (Yoshie x Buttons)

She gave a smirk. It was that smirk that showed how cocky she was beginning to get. She took another sip of her drink and then those red eyes of hers cut to him. The difference between people who dont have a chance with me and people that do is the people that do arent afraid of me. They dont tremble at my every command, they dont leave when I yell and scream and then come back a week later. She toasted his glass. She had balls. She was arrogant, some thought but maybe it was this image that people had in their head that made her do the things she did. Is it in your nature to jump waltz into a lions dean and stand there tempting the lioness to act? It is these questions that you must ask. Think about it, a lioness doesnt want a weak lion to be her mate no she wants the one that will fight to the death to be with her, she wants the one that will come out on top even if the odds are against him, and stand up against her without losing his footing when she pushes him. Besides, I like a little burn to my drink. It makes the drink different than the others. Holding up her drink she let the ice clank in the glass. Johnnie Walker any label was a beauty all on its own, but combined with ice and the right chaser made the potent dark liquor sparkle with delight. Winry marveled at the glass, it truly was an erotic sight. The way the light hit the glass, the way the ice clanked as she turned it in her hand. The smooth taste and the burn of his sting as it went down her throat. It soothed her, made a cold heart warm and silenced even the deadliest of tongues. She took another loving gulp of her poison and sighed. Children these days cant appreciate the taste of good liquor. They want whatever they see these famous people drinking or whatever commercial comes on the tube. Not I, I enjoy the classics. I am a very simple woman. I need not the flashes of cameras or to be surrounded by crowds of people laughing at my not really funny jokes. I do not care for weak men drooling over me, going home masturbating to my pictures because they are too afraid to take the chance and get rejected. ---I dont do it on purpose. I have an attraction to power. Displays of money wont entice me for I have my own. I am not simply some object you can buy. But it takes someone who is not afraid to break the rules and a few tables to understand how I work. Her talking finally stopped as she folded her legs left over right making that slit in her dress reveal some thigh. One of the Bouncers came up to her as she was enjoying her drink. Mistress, would you mind me leaving early, I have to go and check on things at the house. As long as you clock out appropriately and get someone to fill in your spot, you can go to hell for all I care. The Bouncer sighed and then nodded. Yes Mistress. Hey Havoc your wife, is she still pregnant? Yes, how did you--- Remember who I am Havoc, I know all. I know that you are taking her to the hospital to give birth . Congratulations on the baby boy Havoc. Remember to teach him well, and I dont want to see him step foot in this place Yes Mistress And with that the Bouncer left. Until he is of age that is then I can make more money. She smirked evilly.