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First off, there WILL be ADULT scenes in this. If you are under 18 please don't read. Thank you.
I ran this idea by noscetiipsum and she said she loves the idea! So, this is for her for giving me the
inspiration to do it. I hope everyone likes it!
Entering through the back door, she made her way through the kitchen as she gave some of the staff an impish grin as she passed.
Taking a deep breath she made her way to the ballroom giving a polite nod hello to people as she passed.
She couldn't stop smiling in wonder as she took gazed at everything. From the high ceilings to a hanging tapestry. Stopping she took in the beauty of the tapestry. Caught in the wonder of it she failed to notice a man stepping up beside her. Until he spoke.
"Surely there is something else that can hold the attention of a beautiful woman?"
Startled she turned to look at who joined her. He wore all black except a blood red kerchief in his breast pocket. His hair was slicked back and was shaved on both sides. His steel blue eyes held warmth as he looked at her from behind his black mask.
Feeling herself blush slightly, she gave a shy smile.
"Perhaps, but this tapestry is beautiful in it's own right. It's beautifully woven. The artwork on it is spectacular! Such detail! "
He couldn't help but chuckle warmly at her comments. "I have never thought about it that way." He studies it a moment longer.
"Would you care to dance?"
She looked at him surprised before feeling her face flush. "I think I'd like that."
He held out his arm for her to take. Feeling giddy she looped her arm through his and let him lead her into the ballroom itself. Glancing back he saw the tapestry flutter slightly as the scenes seemed to move.
On the dance floor he pulled her into his arms as a ballad started to play. Their eye's stayed locked onto each other as they moved together to the music. As the music ended he escorted her off the floor and leaned close to her ear as the music picked up with a faster paced song.
"I'm Tommy by the way." He took in her scent and felt his body stir as it flowed through him.
She barely suppress the shiver of his voice by her ear. She tilted her face up to his.
"I thought one wasn't supposed to give one's name at a Masquerade?"
Tommy shrugged slightly as he grins slightly.
"Usually. But, I don't always follow the rules."
He leans close again.
"Besides, how do you know that it isn't my real name?"
She looked surprised a moment.
"Like a pseudonym?"
It felt like she didn't look into that as she made plans to attend the ball.
He saw the confusion in her soft brown eye's while she tried to sort things out. Tommy frowned slightly behind his mask. When he first saw her admiring the tapestry he couldn't help but admire her before he approached. Her petite figure was draped lovingly in a royal blue velvet gown that dipped low in the back but high in the front. Her mahogany hair was partially pinned back as a soft white mask framed her expressive brown eye's. The gown was simple in design yet elegant. She had taken his breath before he even approached her.
He gave himself a mental shake as he guided her to one of the many round pillar benches that were around the edge of the dance floor.
As they sat he watched her look around briefly in wonder before focusing on him.
"This place is beautifully decorated."
Her fingers twisted together in her lap. She was nervous. She never thought she'd attend one, yet here she was. Plus she was in the company of a seemingly attractive man. Now, she wasn't sure what to say or do. One of his hands covered hers, stilling their movement. She saw the tattoo's before his voice captured her attention.
"There's no need to be nervous."
"Perhaps, but I've never been to one before."
Tommy chuckles.
"It explains why I've never seen you before. It would be hard to forget a woman like you."
She felt herself blush again at the compliment.
"You mean someone who is enthralled with tapestry work."
He laughed as he raised her hands to his mouth to brush a kiss over her knuckles as his eye's sparkled with mischief.
"Exactly! I'd have to compete with it."
Her soft laughter seemed to spread through him like warm honey as her eye's lit up.
They wound up talking some more about little things that interested them. Towards 1 am he led her onto the dance floor for another ballad.
"I've enjoyed spending time with you this evening Tommy."
His arm tightened slightly around her waist as he stared into her eye's. Leaning down slightly he rested his forehead against hers, not breaking eye contact.
"The evening is not over yet."
He leaned closer to whisper in her ear.
"Stay with me tonight. Allow me to worship you in the privacy of my room."
She couldn't hide the shiver his voice gave her and felt his lips brush against her neck. His beard added to the shiver, his arm pulling her tight to him letting her feel the beginning of the effects she gave him. Gasping slightly she pulled back slightly causing him to raise his head to look at her. His eye's had darkened with building desire as he continued.
"I'd worship you in front of others as I made you mine."
She had felt the pull towards him as his words sank in.
"In front of others? Like an orgy?"
"Is it wrong to enjoy the touch of another?"
"No. it is not. But, I'm afraid such a thing is not to my taste Tommy. I prefer my partner and myself to enjoy such a thing without an audience."
She took a step back so his hands now rested on her waist. Just then a brunette came up to them and ran a hand across his shoulders not even looking at her.
"If you need another I willingly volunteer."
The woman bit her lip seductively at him.
"Besides, I love your 'talent' Tommy."
He looked at her then watched her trail a hand down his chest to graze over his groin before looking at her.
"Didn't you get enough last time Billie?"
"I could never get enough of you Tommy. You are very addicting."
Billie had leaned in a playfully nipped his ear.
By now she had seen and heard enough as she stepped fully away from him drawing his attention back to her.
He saw the disappointment in her eye's as well as hurt. He frowned behind his mask again as Billie still caressed her hand over his groin, her body now pressed against his side.
"It's best if I leave now. Thank you again for talking with me."
With that she turned away not wanting to see anymore as she quickly made her way through the dwindling people. Making her way to the kitchen she quickly left as she came.
In the ballroom, Billie had now pressed against his front as her hand fiddled with the zipper of his pants.
The arousal he was feeling with his unknown beauty in his arms had now faded. He looked at Billie and wasn't amused anymore as he untangled her from him and took a step away.
Billie pouted at him as he straightened himself.
"Not now Billie."
He started to quickly move away as Billie called out to him.
"Later then?"
Tommy was only half listening as he gave a wave over his shoulder.
Another woman joined Billie.
"So, is he coming?"
Billie shook her head.
"Not yet."
She grinned at her lustfully.
"But he will later. Over the both of us."
"Mmmm... Can hardly wait."
Looping their arms through each others they head for the stairs whispering and giggling.
Tommy tried to find her but to no avail. Running his hands through his hair disheveling it he decide to try the kitchen. Once there he stopped one of the staff.
"Did a woman come through here? She wore a blue gown and ivory mask."
The staff nodded and pointed to the back door.
"She left through there a few minutes ago. The same way she came in."
Muttering his thanks he burst out the back door but didn't see her or anyone. Frustrated he ripped his mask off wondering were she could have gone via his back door. As he was about to head inside he caught a glimpse of something in the grass. Going over he realized it was her mask. Going to one knee he picked it up and ran his fingers over it.
"Where did you go little one?"
Closing his eye's he called one his 'other one'. His eye's snapped open to reveal his blue eye's glowing as he inhaled deeply. He caught a faint whiff of her heady scent. His gut clenched at the sadness that was heavily mixed in with it. Just then the sky rumbled as rain gently started to fall. Muttering a curse he stood and went back inside still holding her mask. He knew that with the rain it would wash her scent away. Going upstairs he paused outside of his quarters and could hear faint multiple moans from the other side. Closing his eye's he leaned his head against the door. He no longer felt the urge for sex as he thought of her. His eye's snap open as he realized that he never caught her name. With a silent snarl he moved away from his room and went back downstairs to his study. He had to think. He needed a plan. He needed to make her his.