Part 1 of 2
Warning: PG-13 for now
AN: Wasn't sure if I was going to post this on her or not but *shrugs* If they delete it a least I'll have it on LJ
Summary: A night on the town, some tequila, and a big ole 'kinda' mistake.
Chapter 1
Elias-Clarke 10:00 P.M.
Sitting at her neatly organized desk, Miranda Priestly, Editor and Chief of the most famous fashion magazine in the world ripped off her glasses with one clean swap of the hand and pinched the bridge of her nose with the other. Still, she could feel the painful pressure building deep within her brain. Miranda let out a ragged breath. She had spent the better portion of the morning scanning over photo upon photo of disappointment. New and refreshing she'd asked for but no that must have been too difficult for those lowly idiots she dubbed 'The Runway Team' to comprehend because what she got was, stick thin blonde bimbos with next to nothing on staring fished lipped at the camera on some godforsaken beach. Glancing once again at her computer screen, she frowned, shaking that regal head. Despite popular belief, she rather hated being a total bitch to people but bloody hell was it so difficult for people to follow her instructions.
"Mira, what are you doing here so late?" A familiar voice interrupted her thoughts.
Miranda mentally rolled her eyes."The tango, Nigel." she replied sarcastically, icy gaze moving upward to meet Nigel's in the doorway, she sighed deeply." I am merely scanning over these wonderful photos of emaciated clowns our team has so graciously brought to my attention."
Having worked with Miranda for twenty years, Nigel was now immune to her attitude and merely chuckled. "I take it the Hawaiian shoot did not go so well." He questioned just before moving to stand in front of her. His question was met with pursed lips and narrowed eyes. He grimaced, well that explains it. "Well, as soon as your finished with." He waved his hand around in the air in a circle "Whatever... You are going to come with us to the Illusions tonight."
Leaning back in her chair, Miranda crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. "Oh am I now, and what exactly is Illusions?" She asked scrunching up her face in disdain. "It sounds like some sort of strip club."
Nigel scoffed. "No nothing like just a little 'hang out' we go to from time to time."
Blue eyes narrowed to slits. "Who is this 'us' and 'we' you keep referring to?"
He grinned cheekily and looked down in mock shyness. "Just the girls, Emily, Serena, me, and An-dray-aahh." He drawled out mimicking Miranda's pronunciation of the girl's name.
At the mention of the brunette's name, Miranda's heart quickened. Andrea had left her that night in Paris but to Miranda's amazement she returned to her that very same night with tear stained cheeks and crinkled clothes begging for her job back. Of course Miranda despite her icy image could not for the life of her say no to those two doe like eyes that bored into her own in a pleading gaze. It had been two years since then and the two had grown close. One could almost say they were friends but deep down Miranda could feel the all too familiar burn of desire for the young brunette.
Returning back to the present situation she shook her head slowly "No,"
Not noticing Miranda's reaction to Andrea's name, Nigel continued. "Oh come on, Mira. How long since you've actually had 'fun'?" Sapphire irises rolled heavenward. too long
"It..It has been a while." She breathed out reluctantly."But Nigel, I am old woman now, I do not want to go to some club with a bunch of twenty year olds in miniskirts and tube tops." She scowled shaking her head at the thought. There was only one twenty something year old she would like to see in that outfit but she would rather see someone use an issue of Runway as kitty litter then admit it.
Nigel rolled his eyes. "Please your not old and you know as well as I that you put most of those split tails to shame." He grinned.
Miranda felt her lip quirk. She knew there was a reason why she kept Nigel around. The man never failed at making her day just a little bit brighter. "Alright, alright I suppose I should make an appearance somewhere besides a fashion show or a gala."
Nigel clapped his hands in excitement and laughed. "The girls are going to meet us there. I didn't tell them that you might be coming so this should be fun. Now with me we have to sexify you. "
The older woman quirked one of her finely shaped brows "Sexify? Is that even a word?"
Nigel smirked at the older woman "According to the young people on MTV it is."
Miranda pursed her lips. "Nigel you're forty six years old, why on earth do you watch that trash?"
He shrugged. "It helps to pass the time" he explain then began walking towards the exit "Now come along dearest, we have some work to do."
Miranda stood from her chair to trail after Nigel when she thought of something that made her grin devilishly."So her 'little girls' didn't know she was coming huh." She chuckled to herself. "Oh yes, this was going to be a fun night after all ."
Illusions
The club was bumping. Liquor was flowing. Girls were walking around practically naked. Men were in the corners drooling like starved dogs in a slaughter house and in the middle of all the chaos sat three giggling very tipsy women.
Andy tapped Serena on the arm motioning her to lean in. "Hey! When's Nigel getting here!?" The brunette practically screamed over the music. "I don't know! Emily said he texted her like fifteen minutes ago saying that he was on his way!" The blonde yelled back.
"Must be stuck in traffic!" Andy concluded, and Serena leaned away from her nodding in agreement.
Ten minutes later the three women found themselves on the dance floor laughing and swaying to the music. Emily was grinding her ass into the Brazilian's crotch. While Andy was dancing in a swaying rhythm with a random but handsome man. The women were so caught up in the rhythm of the music that they failed to see a certain bald gay man and their white haired fashion queen enter the club.
Seeing the girls in the distance, Nigel froze before turning back to look at the older woman who had stopped a couple feet behind him looking at him quizzically. Over there, He mouthed, motioning with a hand to where their companions where. His smile turned wicked as did hers. No words were needed, they both knew what to do. walked forward towards the girls while Miranda stayed back in the shadows.
"Hey ladies!"
"Nigel!" They greeted simultaneously before running to him for a hug.
"Where have you been?" Emily questioned, slapping the man playfully on the arm.
"Traffic." He lied easily, subtly glancing over to where his hidden friend stood. Leaning against the wall, hidden by the shadows Miranda reached into her purse and pulled out a slim cigar. Bringing it to her lips she then reached back into her purse and retrieved a lighter. Then with a with a tilt of her head and a flick of her thumb she quickly lite it. Few people knew she smoked, oh it wasn't because she wanted to keep it hidden or anything it was more due to the fact that she only smoked when she was drinking and most of the time she did her drinking at home most of the time.She sighed then took a long deep drag, slowly letting the sweet smelling smoke out like a well fed dragon she turned her attention to the dance floor and started scanning.
It took a good minute of searching before the icy blue eyes finally located the brunette. She drank in the woman's clothes and had to close her mouth to keep from drooling. Tight black shirt covered full breasts that strained against the fabric with each and every movement. Equally black leather jeans covered an ass so round and delicious that it would make any man fall to his knees and beg just for a touch. Which some man must have done because that same finely shaped behind was now grinding on a very lucky boy's groin. Miranda frowned feeling a bit of jealous but groaned a moment later when she thought of what it must feel like for a man to have Andrea's shapely ass rubbing against their cock. She smirked to herself if ever a time she wished she was a man it would be now. She squinted her eyes wishing it was a little bit lighter in here so she could get better look at what the brunette had on.
A minute later when the song ended and the brunette went to meet her friends which much to Miranda's disappointment was just out of her sight. Miranda groaned in frustration she simply had to get closer look that's all there was to it. So with a predator gleam in her cobalt blue eyes Miranda began saluting her way around people and tables stopping for just a moment to put out the half smoked cigar then moving gracefully towards the brunette who at the moment was standing near Emily, chatting with Nigel and Serena.
Like a mighty lioness stalking its prey Miranda maneuvered herself so she would not be easily spotted and stealthy approached Andrea and Emily from behind.
The first one to spot her was Serena, dark eyes widened at first and a full lips parted to say something only to be quickly silenced a second later by an index finger held to thinned pink lips. Realizing what the older woman was about to do she relaxed and smirked devilishly. Nigel, on the other hand, had a tougher time keeping a straight face and had to look away to keep a bark of laughter from bubbling out. Not noticing their boss behind them, the two drunk women prattled on.
Smirking mischievously, Nigel looked at the girls and could not help himself."So girls, who at the office would you fuck?"
"I would fuck Serena." Emily laughed, blushing like a school girl
Andy rolled her eyes heavenward. "That doesn't count Em you're already fucking Serena." At hearing the words Serena quickly glance over the brunette's shoulder and noticed a hidden smirk in the background. She blushed deeply."Shut up Andy!" If ever there was a time when she wanted to crawl under a rock and die, this was it.
The brunette laughed, shrugged " What! its true." she said turning her head back to Emily "Now pick someone else."
"Umm bloody hell, I don't know I guess Jocelyn." The red head admitted, earning a slap on the arm from her partner. "What? She's hot."
"Awe" Andy whined batting her long lashes at the brit playfully pouted "What about meee?" The red head scrunched up her face "Ewww, Oh God no!"
Andy held her hand to heart in a dramatic display "Awww you wound me Em you really do." Emily rolled her eyes giving her a playful push. "Oh shut up you."
Oh for gods- this was taking to long Nigel thought sighing in frustration. He decided to move things along "Who here would fuck Miranda?" At hearing the question, Miranda's ears perked up. This should be interesting.
"I don't know Nigel she seems like the type that would be all rough... you know whips and chains." Emily made a whipping motion with her hand. The answer caused Miranda to clamp a hand over her mouth to stop herself from laughing.
"What about you, Serena?" asked Nigel with a devilish smirk. Dark eyes widened as big as saucers which earned a shark like grin from the older woman. "Well?" she mouthed quirking an eyebrow.
"Yes." She squeaked causing the shark smile to widen.
Green eyes widened and eyebrows shot up. "You would?"
Serena's eyes narrowed back at the red head "Well yeah, she's hoooottt." she replied mocking the red head.
Nigel rolled his eyes at the lover's quarrel just before turning his attention on Andy. "What about you Andy?"
Despite herself, Miranda leaned forward eagerly waiting for the answer. Andy stood there a moment as if thinking "I don't know let me thi.. she said in a low tone then suddenly titled her head back letting out a bark of laughter "Fuck yeah! I would!.. I would totally wreck that chick."
Miranda snorted. "Really Andrea you would 'wreck' me how romantic" her smooth voice sounded behind the two giggling women causing chocolate and green eyes to widen and lips to part in horror.
Andy moved her frightened gaze to Nigel "Please tell me Miranda is not behind me Nigel." The bald man smirked in his martini glass, shrugging in feigned innocence. "Okay, I won't." Both Emily and her grimaced. oooh they were in so much trouble.
Shit she cursed under her breath before slowly as if they choreographed it the red head and brunette turned their bodies around in perfect sync only to come face to face with two ice blue orbs twinkling brightly with mischief.
Andy tried her best to still her beating heart and plastered on a warm smile. "Well, Hello Miranda what brings you out tonight?"
Miranda smiled sweetly. "Oh nothing much just looking for assistants to kill and puppies to drown you know the usual." she joked in that usual low tone that sent shivers down everyone's spines.
Andy visibly swallowed. "Ah okay." Miranda glanced around at the mouths agape and tense bodies and rolled her eyes. "My God! Would you all relax. I promise I shall not devour you all tonight." So with the devil's blessing you could practically hear the whooshes of air escaping as sighs of relief echoed through the air.
Emily blinked rapidly, eyes darting over at Nigel and Serena, her face broke out into a scowl. "You two knew she was right behind us the whole time?"
They both nodded earning them each a slap on the arm. "And you." She looked straight at Serena "You said you would fuck her."
Serena scowled right back. "Well what the hell was I supposed to say Em! Fuck no! she scares me!"
Used to the two women arguing Andy simply ignored them and glance at Miranda who was staring curiously at the two woman. "Are they always like that?"
Andy groaned, before puffing a blast of air upward to ruffle her bangs. "Unfortunately yes."
Seeing Miranda's face scrunch, she waved a hand behind her at the two woman. " Oh just ignore them, they'll eventually stop. In the meantime would you like a drink?"
"That would be lovely, Andrea." She smiled at the brunette and felt her heart flutter as she got one brighter in return. Andy gently place a hand on her upper arm, leading her to a table in the corner. Miranda nodded in approval at is discrete location. What would she ever do with out this girl she shuttered at the thought. "Okay, you just sit right here and I'll go fetch you a drink. What would you like?"
"Just a glass of Jack Daniels. Straight. No ice." Miranda replied smirking when she sees the girls eyes widen.
"Damn..ok Ill just go get that then." says Andy a little surprised and if true be told a little impressed. As the brunette made her way to the bar ice blue eyes scanned over her body darkening at the sway of the hips and the movement of the back. Digging her nails into her thigh Miranda growled under her under her breath. Oh the the things she would do to that woman if she had the chance.
The brunette must have felt the older woman's gaze upon her because suddenly her chocolate eyes were staring straight into Miranda's blue grinned brighter at her then winked. Miranda looked away blushing, her heart practically melting at the attention.
"Oh for gods-" Miranda get a hold of are not some sixteen year old high school student with a crush." Miranda scolded herself. So caught up in her own world Miranda failed to see her second assistant approaching. Suddenly the sound of glass hitting table caused Miranda to bolt up clutching her heart. Andy giggled "Here you go, Miranda."
Miranda smiled shyly just before taking a sip of her drink. "Thank you, Andrea."
"No problem, if there's anything you need. let me know." Andy replied then mentally scolded herself Way to sound desperate Sachs. Miranda looked up and gave her a predatory grin "Oh I will Andrea." Trust me I will she silently added.
45 minutes
Tucked away at a table in the far corner, Miranda watched onward as the girls and even Nigel danced. She sighed what was she doing was not her. This only made her feel old. Just look at them so young, so careless, so naive Gods how she envied them. Miranda sighed heavily finally having enough of the night scene she quickly stood and side stepped out of the booth moving towards the exit only to be halted by a warm hand wrapping around her wrist.
Miranda spun around to give whomever the unlucky soul was a piece of her mind only to be silenced when large doe eyes came into view." Where are you going?" Andy questioned quickly letting go of the older woman.
"Home." At the sound of the older woman's stern tone Andrea's face deflated. What did she expect? Miranda to just stay because she willed it. Sapphires drank in the sodden expression and pink lips opened to let out a sigh. "I don't belong here, Andrea." She added in a much lower gentler tone.
Dark brows furrowed. "Oh come on Miranda, you just got here."
"Andrea, I want to leave." Miranda groaned glancing towards the exit.
"No, no, no, now come on." Andy demanded, reaching down and grabbing her hand once again. Miranda quirked one of her finely shaped brows at the strange behavior. "When did you become so bold?"
Andy grinned I got you now "When I was reintroduced to one of my old friends from Mexico tonight."
"And just whom might that be?" Miranda questioned feeling jealously surge within. What friend? she hadn't seen any people around Andrea she didn't know. Mischief flashed in chocolate eyes "Oh, only José ." At first the older woman was beyond confused but finally realization dawned when Andy took a long pull of the drink in hand. Liquor, the silly girl was talking about liquor. Miranda rolled her eyes and pursed her lips in a vain attempt to hold in the giggles. "You are ridiculous."
Andy laughed it off, beginning her track once more back to the dance floor with Miranda in tow. "Now come along, I want to dance."
Despite her the rational side of her brain telling her she mustn't, Miranda let the brunette lead her onto the dance floor only to lose her nerve a moment later. "No I'm not doing this, Andrea." Miranda said making a beeline to where she was sitting before. Andy sighed oh for gods-. Andy thought then began to trail after her. When she came to stand in front of the older woman she lowered her hand. "Come on, Miranda get up."
The older woman shook her head and with both hands made a shooing motion.
Andy thinned her lips before they slowly curled into a wicked smile. "Alright suit yourself." Andy shrugged, sasaying forward to stand beside the older woman. Miranda automatically grew suspicious. What was this girl up to. Suddenly Andy began to swivel her hips senually to the beat lightly tapping Miranda's side with each side thrust. "Andrea stop that!" Miranda hissed side glancing the girl."What's that Miranda, I can't really hear you the musics too loud!" Andy sped up her movements.
Miranda turned her head to the side fully facing the girl. "Andrea!"
"Not..until..you..come dance." Andy breathed.
Miranda groaned in defeat. "Alright, alright, just stop that you look like a jackass."
Andy gasped and put both hands over her mouth in mock surprise "Oh my! Did the great Miranda Priestly just swear!? Someone call page six." Miranda narrowed her eyes but let a smirk cross over her face as she stood. "Yes and she will do alot more if you do not hurry up and bring her to the dance floor to get this over with."
Andrea smiled brightly at the older woman then grabbed her upper arm "Alright lets boogie!" Miranda rolled her eyes and sighed. Oh God! What the hell did I just get myself into.
The younger woman practically dragged her through the sea of sweaty bodies until finally they came to a clear spot by Nigel. Spotting the two woman Nigel threw his head back and laughed at the look on his boss's face. "Well its about time you made it to the dance floor!" Nigel quipped as he danced around some twenty year old hunk. Miranda gave him a tight lipped smile then began to move her body to the beat. Andy circled around her watching in awe as the older woman moved with perfect rhythm that would put most of these younger people to the brunette faced her she gave the older woman her beat shit eating grin then began to mimic her movements until they were in perfect sync.
To Andy's confusion Miranda put a hand in front of her and motioned the brunette to turn. When she did her heart felt like it dropped out of her body when she felt the two warm hands on each side of her hips. Her body stiffened at the contact. Oh god Miranda was touching her and not just any where on her hips! Feeling the girls muscles tense Miranda leaned her head so that Andy could hear her over the music "Relax Andrea! I'm not going to bite!" not unless you want me too Her brain added. Andrea took a deep breath and exiled slowly willing her nerves to calm then began to sway again this time under the older woman's guidance.
Unbeknownst to the two dancers, a certain Brazilian beauty had witnessed the entire scene all the while in a full blown kiss with her girlfriend. Serena pulled away from the lip lock. "Em, look over there." she whispered in her girlfriend's ear, peering over her shoulder.
Emily furrowed her brow in confusion "What?"
Serena grinned at the sight of darkened glazed emeralds, flushed skin, and a heaving bosom. "Look over there" she tried again this time grabbing the red head by the shoulders and gently turning her towards the dance floor.
"Oh my God! is that...Oooh yes." Serena interrupted smiling in glee.
Emily spun her head back to face the blonde "But Miranda's straight."
Serena smirked then stood lowering her hand to help her partner up. "Apparently not too straight." She glanced back over there. "Come on, lets go get some payback."
AN: Know what's funny.. there is actually a strip club around here called Illusions