Taking up her arm in His own, He grinned and opened a door for her, showing off the sleekly elegant towncar He had brought for this evening. After all, why ruin the ambiance?
The quirks of this car notwithstanding, of course... He ushered her in the passenger side, like the most smooth valet. Discreetly setting her purse in her lap, He shuts the doors and moves around to the other side, getting behind the wheel.
He thinks she looks absolutely luscious as it is, but after that fun little time she might be of the opinion that her makeup needed retouching..
And awaaaaaay they go! The car seems almost to thrum with power; practically steering itself, it slides through portal after portal until it reaches the destination. Getting out on His side as Naoko-chan's door opened on its own, He came around quick to help her out of the car.
Upon getting her out, He took out the keys and clicked one of the buttons; the car seemed to suddenly stream inside the little button-pad, thus making parking a moot issue.
"Here we are, Milady!" There's a hint of a grin on His face.
Naoko could not help but whistle at the car disappearing.
"Now that's what I call portable," yes, it was a bit unladylike, but Naoko didn't pretend much, if at all. She twined her arm into his and looked at the entrance.
"And this is...?" She looked up quizzically at her beloved.
Naoko-chan was herself, FAR more important than being a lady! Grinning as He clasped her arm gently, with a casual gesture at the snazzy hall. "Just a little place I know here in Barcelona, love; hope you're ready to party!"
He leads her in with a broad sweep and a grin, His jacket developing black spangles as they came inside.
With a grin, Naoko knew immediately what he was proposing. A night out on the town, with Tango in the mix... She could not love him more this moment even if she tried.
"Why darling, however did you guess?" His eyes twinkle merrily as they pop first into Ca l'Isidre next door, geting greeted by the head waiter cordially and shown to their table. "What are you in the mood for, My dear Naoko-chan?" Want to make sure she doesn't have her stomach rumbling on the dance floor!
There's a broad grin on His face as he signaled over the waiter. "My devastatingly beautiful date and I would like to get the appetizer of shrimp scampi with the dipping sauce, a bit of the pate de foie gras, and the seared ahi with scallops and scallions. As for wine, I believe we shall go with the Napa Valley Cabernet Sauvignon Blanc 1996, thank you." The waiter, jotting all this down, bowed himself away with a 'thank you.'
Zhilbar grinned over at Naoko-chan. "Small amounts of tasty things, and a nice fillet as well; we should be just fine. Looking forward to fun, love?"
"Excellent taste, dearest. And yes, I'm looking forward to the dancing. It's been a long time since I did the tango." She reached forward and caught his hand.
Taking her hand up to His lips with a devilish smile, He gently kissed each of her fingertips... "I adore making you happy, darling. It's one of My favourite things in life."
And now we've a rakish grin! "Och, ye bloom like a red, red rose in yer maidenlike confusion, Lady-O! I hear that blushin's good for the skin.. I just might have ta make ye blush more!"
Luckily, the scampi and foie gras arrived before He could continue with that horrific accent.
Naoko laughed quietly, not only amused, but very entertained.
"And you, my Lord," she cut the foie gras with quick, precise movements, "Are far too rakish," she popped the piece into his mouth, giggling all the while.
"Ah, were that the case, Lady-O, ye wouldnae be lauggghRRRmrfl!" And then He stopped trying to talk through food. After all, having Naoko-chan feed Him was a FAR better reason to have one's mouth open than mere talking!
Of course, after popping in the cracker the foie gras is meant to go on and savouring the flavour, His date is getting a sauteed shrimp dipped in the elegant cream sauce and offered to her lips (over her plate, of course; no spilling on the dress or she'll take your ears!).
She leant forward and eagerly bit into the shrimp, taking care not to bite his fingers off. Instead, she winked at him over the food, and then closed her eyes in enjoyment over the delicious shrimp.
One of her weaknesses was definately good food and company.
When it gets you these things you crave, is it truly a weakness?
Finally swallowing his own tidbit, He spread some foie gras for her and slid that onto her plate with a smile, then grabbed one of the three remaining shrimp for Himself. If it had that effect on His lovely, He had to give it a try!
She leant back expectedly, watching his reaction. The foie gras was tempting, but this was more interesting to watch. A fond smiled played about her lips; she never felt more in love with him now than she ever did before.
"Mmmph. Urph. Oh that's good stuff.." He murmurs, finally getting words out after swallowing. Upon spying Naoko-chan's gaze, He winks outrageously; "Expecting to be waited on mouth and foot, eh? Well, we'll see about that!"
As He lifts the foie gras to her lips. Waiting on the mouth now, waiting on the feet afterwards! Operation Sneaky Foot Massage Plan Of Greatness wasn't due to happen until after the dancing, for obvious reasons.
Naoko smiled, and happily accepted the foie gras, a look of mischief and pleasure on her face. Both seemed to ignore the waiter discreetly pouring the wine.
"Hand and foot is sometimes the only way to go, love," she took an elegant sip of the wine.
"With you, fair lady? There's a few other places I'd like to try as well.. but hand and foot is a good start." A mischevious grin on the dragon's face, He did indeed seem to ignore the waiter, although a discreet hand made sure that he left rather more wealthy than he arrived.
"How did you find this place, dearest?" Naoko leant back in her chair, thoroughly appeased by the appetizers. Under the table, her foot played footsies with his.
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Date: 2006-08-10 08:39 am (UTC)"Thank you, dearest. These are lovely." She laid her head against him, enjoying the moment.
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Date: 2006-08-10 08:49 am (UTC)And then it's several minutes later and that is finally noticed.
"Well darling, shall we?"
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Date: 2006-08-10 09:02 am (UTC)"Yes, dearest."
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Date: 2006-08-10 09:20 am (UTC)The quirks of this car notwithstanding, of course... He ushered her in the passenger side, like the most smooth valet. Discreetly setting her purse in her lap, He shuts the doors and moves around to the other side, getting behind the wheel.
He thinks she looks absolutely luscious as it is, but after that fun little time she might be of the opinion that her makeup needed retouching..
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Date: 2006-08-10 10:01 am (UTC)She touched up her makeup.
All it took was just a quick reapplication of her lipgloss, all done before he sat at the other side.
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Date: 2006-08-10 10:11 am (UTC)Upon getting her out, He took out the keys and clicked one of the buttons; the car seemed to suddenly stream inside the little button-pad, thus making parking a moot issue.
"Here we are, Milady!" There's a hint of a grin on His face.
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Date: 2006-08-10 03:42 pm (UTC)Naoko could not help but whistle at the car disappearing.
"Now that's what I call portable," yes, it was a bit unladylike, but Naoko didn't pretend much, if at all. She twined her arm into his and looked at the entrance.
"And this is...?" She looked up quizzically at her beloved.
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Date: 2006-08-11 02:42 am (UTC)Naoko-chan was herself, FAR more important than being a lady! Grinning as He clasped her arm gently, with a casual gesture at the snazzy hall. "Just a little place I know here in Barcelona, love; hope you're ready to party!"
He leads her in with a broad sweep and a grin, His jacket developing black spangles as they came inside.
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Date: 2006-08-11 04:15 am (UTC)"Tango, beloved?" she grinned mischieviously.
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Date: 2006-08-11 07:01 am (UTC)Zhilbar grinned over at Naoko-chan. "Small amounts of tasty things, and a nice fillet as well; we should be just fine. Looking forward to fun, love?"
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Date: 2006-08-11 10:12 am (UTC)"Thank you dearest."
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Date: 2006-08-11 10:20 am (UTC)Luckily, the scampi and foie gras arrived before He could continue with that horrific accent.
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Date: 2006-08-14 02:45 am (UTC)"And you, my Lord," she cut the foie gras with quick, precise movements, "Are far too rakish," she popped the piece into his mouth, giggling all the while.
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Date: 2006-08-14 02:59 am (UTC)Of course, after popping in the cracker the foie gras is meant to go on and savouring the flavour, His date is getting a sauteed shrimp dipped in the elegant cream sauce and offered to her lips (over her plate, of course; no spilling on the dress or she'll take your ears!).
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Date: 2006-08-14 05:35 am (UTC)One of her weaknesses was definately good food and company.
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Date: 2006-08-14 06:32 am (UTC)Finally swallowing his own tidbit, He spread some foie gras for her and slid that onto her plate with a smile, then grabbed one of the three remaining shrimp for Himself. If it had that effect on His lovely, He had to give it a try!
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Date: 2006-08-16 04:48 am (UTC)She leant back expectedly, watching his reaction. The foie gras was tempting, but this was more interesting to watch. A fond smiled played about her lips; she never felt more in love with him now than she ever did before.
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Date: 2006-08-16 07:23 am (UTC)As He lifts the foie gras to her lips. Waiting on the mouth now, waiting on the feet afterwards! Operation Sneaky Foot Massage Plan Of Greatness wasn't due to happen until after the dancing, for obvious reasons.
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Date: 2006-08-16 08:54 am (UTC)"Hand and foot is sometimes the only way to go, love," she took an elegant sip of the wine.
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Date: 2006-08-16 08:59 am (UTC)Privacy was so important, after all.
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