Lucifer Box liked to think that he looked good in all occasions. This was most definitely one of these occasions, and the woman he was looking at clearly agreed.
Her eyelashes fluttered a few times, holding that particular gleam he knew so well, and did love to elicit. Her short bob framed strong features, eyes highlighted by khol, lips perfectly drawn with lipstick. The dress was to the latest flapper fashion, giving only a little hint as to the exact shapes underneath. Some things were only more alluring when left to the imagination.
She was a looker, Lucifer thought, and of course he would deserve to take her home that night. And in the end, he surely would.
Manner of speaking.
He blew a kiss at his own reflection, smiled with satisfaction, and headed out into the Chicago night to infiltrate the speakeasy.
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Date: 2010-12-13 04:55 pm (UTC)Her eyelashes fluttered a few times, holding that particular gleam he knew so well, and did love to elicit. Her short bob framed strong features, eyes highlighted by khol, lips perfectly drawn with lipstick. The dress was to the latest flapper fashion, giving only a little hint as to the exact shapes underneath. Some things were only more alluring when left to the imagination.
She was a looker, Lucifer thought, and of course he would deserve to take her home that night. And in the end, he surely would.
Manner of speaking.
He blew a kiss at his own reflection, smiled with satisfaction, and headed out into the Chicago night to infiltrate the speakeasy.