Cute things (Verity/Jory)

[Jory Addison]

Jory was nervous, as he hadn't gone to a club before, other than the Bloody Mary, without a big group. There was no Eros, no Michael or Dare, no Markise, Lyric, Mano, or Ariel, just him and Verity. Sure, it was a gay club, but he had no doubt that Verity would be just fine looking at all the gorgeous men and there were bi guys, and even the gay guys were easy going about girls being there. There were plenty of straight girls that showed up, certainly.

"This is going to be so fun," he said, bringing his hands together in front of him in excitement. He had put in his favorite jewelry, though with Verity with him he doubted he would be with anyone tonight. He even had a special tongue ring that would start flashing if he screwed it in just right. His clothes weren't anything special, but his jeans fit close and his shirt fit closer, enough that his belly button ring made a slight bump in the fabric. He was ready.

[Verity Bromley]

so this is what i did to find some muse for verity the end.

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Verity loved hitting up the clubs, although this was the first time she went to a gay club. She had spent hours getting ready, but that was normal for her. She had on her brand new multi-colored sequin mini dress and, of course, her leather boots. Her hair was styled so it fell perfectly in layered waves and her make up was done so that her amethyst colored eyes popped. It had been ages since she's been in a club, especially one that wasn't the Bloody Mary. She loved the Bloody Mary, but a change of scenery was always nice.

Excitement pulsed through Verity as she and Jory made their way to the club. There seemed to be a permanent excited smile etched onto her face and every few minutes she'd shoot him expectant looks as if she expected him to be just as thrilled about this as she was, but she imagined he probably went clubbing more often than she did. "Ohmahgawd, I know!" Verity gushed. Tonight was all about the dancing. For once, she wasn't concerned about who it was with or where it led after that. Tonight was going to be fun, like he said.

[Jory Addison]

"You probably don't want to hear, but the only guy I've been with at all for like, months, is that Emilian guy in Hogsmeade," Jory said. "Not that I wanna go home with some guy tonight," he clarified. "But just dancing with someone is going to be awesome." Sure, he liked sleeping with Emilian, but the guy could give him the creeps sometimes and he could be all intense and rough sometimes. Sometimes it felt like the guy thought it should be a privilege to be with him or something. Being with someone different would be nice. Very nice.

[Verity Bromley]

Verity smoothed down her hair. Tonight, her long brown curls were gone and her hair was smooth and straight and long. It was amazing how long her hair actually was and how much shorter it appeared when it was in its natural state. The last time she had been clubbing was with a couple girls from Slytherin, although the group had split up almost instantly after arriving. This time was different. Verity didn’t care about who she met, or who she didn’t for that matter. She was with Jory for that night and she couldn’t be happier. Verity couldn’t remember if there was ever a time she went to a club and came home with the same person. Usually when you went clubbing there were one of two things you were focused on, but tonight was different. Tonight was all about the dancing and having fun. “You and Emilian?” Verity repeated. Perhaps she had heard wrong or maybe she was getting the name mixed up with another one. “Isn’t he the one who owns the Jewelry Shop in Hogsmeade?” Verity had never met the man himself, but there were enough stories about him.

[Jory Addison]

Jory glanced over at Verity and nodded. "Yeah, he's pretty cool most of the time," he said. Then he looked back in front of them. "I'm a whore, I know," he teased at himself. It probably wasn't the best idea to be with Emilian, but the guy hadn't done anything that had made him want to leave for good, nothing that really made him uncomfortable or mad, so he didn't really see much reason not to keep visiting.

[Verity Bromley]

Verity shook her head a little and laughed. "Puh-lease." She said. She had no room to talk, but then again it wasn't something she thought too much about herself. A smirk spread across Verity's lips. It was on her mind now and she couldn't help but thinking about it. "You're hardly a whore for having a bit of fun, don't you think?"

[Jory Addison]

Jory laughed lightly, "Yeah, I know. I just have a thing for older guys." At least the guys he had been with multiple times tended to be at least a few years older, anyway. He didn't mind being a little easy, it was all about the fun and the experience, anyway. Okay, so maybe he was a little more than a little easy, but the ones that mattered didn't care.

[Verity Bromley]

Verity's lips tugged upwards into a smirk. She didn't mind older guys, especially not if the older guy was Maverick, but she wasn't quite sure if she should mention that particular...er...meeting to Jory. A part of her was afraid of what he would think if she told her, but she had certainly had her bit of fun. "There's nothing wrong with that, is there?" Verity asked. She was guilty of the same crime, if it even was one. She pushed her bracelets up her arm making sure they were even with the other arm. She was both excited and nervous to get to this club. When was the last time she even went clubbing?

[Jory Addison]

"If it's wrong, I don't wanna be right," Jory teased. He had been with his fair share of older men, and now that he was legal he didn't see any reason to stop any time soon. "You know, if they weren't professors, there are like eight guys at school I'd love to...meet." He bit his lip before grinning over at Verity. Of course, he had been with one of them already, and there was more holding them back than jobs, but that was beside the point. It was like the school only ever hired gorgeous men to work there.

[Verity Bromley]

Verity snickered. She had been trained to know what was right and what was wrong. Etiquette and proper social behavior had been drilled into her brain from an early age. After he mum passed, after she got shipped off to too many different schools, she began acting for herself. She began doing things she knew were wrong not because she was pressured to, but because she wanted to rebel. She did it to spite her father and whatever whore he was tending to at the time. Eventually, it became a habit to do what she wanted instead of doing what was socially acceptable. Verity paused and turn her head to look at him. Her eyes grew wide. "No way---" She said excitedly. "Like who?"

[Jory Addison]

"Gah, who wouldn't I, is a better one," Jory said, grinning broadly still before he looked off into the distance. He brought his hands together in front of him as he figured out who to start with. "Hmm...d'Avonderre, definitely." Well, he would love to meet Eros again, at least. "Oh, the headmaster, of course. The Blackwood-Hardts, Sebastian...oh! Trace, he's like what, a year older than us, anyway?" He could go on, there were so many.

[Verity Bromley]

Verity mentally checked off each teacher as he listed them. He was[iso[/i] right. She hadn't noticed before, but she couldn't figure out why not. It wasn't like she was too busy focusing on her studies or anything. Maybe that was it, she was too busy not paying attention to class altogether that she had just forgotten to sneak a glance at the professors as it is. After all, she hadn't even recognized that Transfiguration professor with the nice ass when she passed him in the hall that one time. "You are so right!!" Verity gushed. It was mindblowing when she thought about it. "Wait---there's one who's only a year older?" She suddenly got excited. She wondered if she had that professor and just never realized it like she did with the others.

[Jory Addison]

"Okay, maybe a couple of years, but still, yeah. The Charms professor," Jory said, glancing over at Verity again. "I mean, most of them aren't old, I mean the Blackwood-Hardts aren't, Dare just graduated last year, right? And Michael's a little older than him. I don't know about Cynster or Kane, and there's Dakota and laSalle and Lynch..." He couldn't help it! If only he had graduated and they were all gay.

[Verity Bromley]

"Hmmm..." Verity said, thinking it over. She racked her brain trying to think of anyone of the male staff members that were old and furry, but she couldn't come up with any. It was like she had opened her eyes for the first time. She would never be able to sit in class the same way again. "How strict are the rules on teachers and students again?" Verity asked. It was more of a passing thought that she voiced out loud. Her eyes narrowed thinking of the possibility---before she woke up and realized what she was implying. "Just kidding." She added sheepishly, averting her eyes.

[Jory Addison]

Jory laughed. "I hope it's not too bad," he said. "I've partied with Dare and Michael before." And Eros, but he wasn't sure just how far his vow of silence went when it came to his association with Eros so he didn't say as much. "Well, once, but it was so much fun." He hoped he got the chance to go again this year for their anniversary.