The Apartment of Jaxyn Aranville

[Raoul de Chagny]

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This one bedroom penthouse apartment takes up 2 levels with sloping ceilings. The apartment can only be accessed by a private elevator which takes you to the very top of the building and opening up into the front hallway. The whole first level has white walls and a white marble floor, except for one wall to your right which is all mirror and reflects the image of the entire first level. Here on the first level you will find the living room, kitchen and dining room all spread out in one big area and not separated by walls. Opposite the hallway upon entering you will see three double glass sliding doors which will lead you outside and onto the large balcony. On the balcony there is outdoor furniture provided for a relaxing afternoon bathing in the sun. A glass barrier borders the edge of the balcony, providing a sparkling view of the stars at night when you can relax in the hot tub that is built in the top left corner of the balcony, overlooking the city of Paris.

Inside, the living area is located on the right side of the room, occupied by a white L shaped sofa with a long glass coffee table situated in front of it. To the left side of the room is the dining area with a long dining table with a white table cloth covering it. The table is surrounded by 6 sturdy glass dining chairs. The kitchen is adjacent to the dining area, hidden away within an alcove on the left side of the room. A white marble island bench separates the kitchen and dining area.

The white marble stairs leading up to the second floor are located on the right side of the room alongside the mirrored wall. A glass barrier along the stairs provides a safe journey up onto the next floor. Upstairs you will find the bedroom and bathroom, completing the apartment that accommodates a bachelor's lifestyle.

Just like on the first floor, all the walls on the second floor are white, however the bedroom is the only room without white marble flooring. The bedroom has a pale blue carpet spread across the large room. In the center of the room is a large king sized white bed, and not much else but a mirror door built in wardrobe. No need for too many distractions in the bedroom. The ensuite bathroom can be accessed only from the bedroom. The bathroom is covered head to toe in white marble, with a large bathtub in one corner, a shower in another and the rest of your bathroom necessities taking up the rest of the space.

Welcome to Jaxyn's bachelor pad!

[Isabella Delancy]

Lily Grace Hamilton

This was not regular behaviour, even for her liberal acts. Lily was not accustomed to going home with people on what would surmount to being their first date. A date that was not a date. Yet Jaxyn was not just any guy either, and the more time she spent in his company, the more Lily enjoyed being around him. There was already a degree of comfort and understanding between them that took most couples, months if not years to build up. The American male seemed to understand her far better than anyone she had ever encountered, the similarities between their two characters far outweighing any differences. With a girl as picky as Lily, and as difficult to peg down, finding the ideal guy was never going to be a simple task, and yet Jaxyn was amongst the first people she had met in Paris. Perhaps Fate was helping its lending hand?

It seemed logical that she would come back with him; an unspoken agreement that both undertook the instant she appeared and he approached her. It was inevitable. They had a mutual appreciation of one another, and thrived in the other's company. As soon as he had invited her out that evening, she was mentally planning her outfit. But usual or not, Lily had not come to Paris to play it safe. She intended to seize every opportunity that came her way, all too aware that if it should come to an end tomorrow, she would go away with a lifetime of memories! Of course, some memories she could have done without. The bar brawl from earlier and fighting with her brother. But then Chesterton would so insist on everything being just-so. He could never learn to adapt to society as it progressed. He was like a second father; a fate worse than Death.

Accessing Jaxyn's apartment was a little bit like a James Bond escapade, and then once the pair had exited the elevator and entered the apartment Lily had to take a second glance. It looked like you could get lost in there for months playing Hide and Seek! Not only was it evidently more palatious than spacious, it was extravagant. The mirrored wall, marble flooring...if she hadn't known before, she certainly knew now that Jaxyn was rich. The views were enchanting and mesmerising, artwork effortlessly accentuating the furniture. "It's beautiful." Lily declared as she closed the gap between them. "But you and I both know you didn't invite me back to admire your apartment." she added, a roguish smirk curtailing upon her lips as she snaked closer towards the dark haired male.

[Raoul de Chagny]

Jaxyn Aranville

Riding the elevator up to his apartment accompanied by a female companion was not an unfamiliar experience for Jaxyn, for this young man frequently entertained guests at his place, as it was usually far better than going back to some girl's house. His white apartment was designed specifically for entertaining, the main rooms for showing off his wealth to his guests, and the bedroom for showing off himself. Lily Hamilton wasn't the first girl to visit his apartment, and he knew for certain that she wouldn't be the last. However, there was this strange feeling about her, but he couldn't put his finger on it. No matter anyway, he had invited her up to his apartment for a reason and she should already know by now what that reason was. It wasn't a date, and it wasn't just friends hanging out either.

The American male had spent some time with Lily already, insulting her brother, trying to impress her, all for this moment when she would agree to join him here, thinking that he was worth spending her night with. They hadn't talked much earlier that night at the nightclub where they had initially met that evening, there was no need. Now they were stepping out of the elevator together, into his apartment, just the two of them. It was a practiced ritual that Jaxyn would let the girl walk into the white room first, wait for her as she had a look around the room and make a comment about it. He watched Lily for her reaction as she looked around, but couldn't determined if she was impressed or not until she faced him and told him her opinion.

"It's beautiful." She declared, as she came towards him to close the gap between them. All the girls who had ever visited his apartment always said that. Jaxyn didn't look surprised at that comment, only amused. He knew it was a beautiful apartment, he paid for it to be like that. As Lily was looking around, Jaxyn had taken off his jacket, placing it on a coat rack conveniently situated right next to the elevator. This left him in his dark grey jeans and white singlet shirt. (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v109/panfan/mvjbti.jpg)

"But you and I both know you didn't invite me back to admire your apartment." Lily added, with a roguish smirk curtailing upon her lips as she snaked closer towards the dark haired male. Jaxyn couldn't help but let a devilish smirk spread across his lips too, taking a step towards the British woman until their bodies were close together. "You can admire it here, or you can admire it upstairs." He breathed, raising his hand to brush his fingertips across the girl's skin, from her neck to her chin to bring her face closer to his. "Your choice. I'm all yours tonight."

[Isabella Delancy]

Lily Grace Hamilton

Was she attracted to Jaxyn? Yes. Did she get goosebumps as her name rolled off his tongue with a practised air of someone who made a living seducing women? Yes. Did she intend to sleep with the American at some point that evening? Hell yes. What a waste all their flirting, mutual bemusement of her brother and shared coy glances would be if nothing came of this momentous occasion. Lily wasn't stupid, and knew she was hardly the first girl to be taken in by the appearance of the apartment, nor would she be the last, but she was certainly going to be the one who left an impression and kept him begging for more of that she was determined. If she had never intended on sleeping with him, the memory of how Frederick forbade it was enough to send her careering in the opposite direction, straight into the raven haired male's arms.

Their chemistry was electric, and she had known from their first conversation on the stage of the Opera House that she was going to his bed. He was charming with the right amount of arrogance and smarminess to attract her, devilishly handsome and with all the right lines to win her over. That wasn't to say she was a cheap date. Lily liked to be wined and dined by the best. Whilst she wasn't motivated by money per se, she was impressed when someone worked their way up the career ladder to achieve it. Unlike her brother who had simply inherited his wealth and lavishly splashed it about. Was it really any wonder his love life had barely been settled? Two engagements resulted in murder, one relationship irretrievably broken down after a psycho stalker intervened and now his latest likely drippy girlfriend who was probably nothing more than a gold digging hussy!

They were in tandem as both made their way towards the other, matching smirks crossing their features. His breath tickled her skin and caused the hairs on the back of her neck to dance. His scent was intoxicating and instilling a heady rush of emotions within her. "Please." she whispered, a sense of urgence coursing through her words. "I need you." she continued, her lips crashing against his in desperation and passion, moments later deepening the embrace as she locked her arms around his neck and pulled herself closer if that were physically possible. Seconds later she pulled apart, suddenly aware of their surroundings. "Not here. Take me to your room. For tonight, I'm yours." Lily decreed, almost echoing Jaxyn's earlier words as she struggled to convey how much she both wanted and needed this to happen. Tonight she was a drug addict and he was her drug of choice.

[Raoul de Chagny]

OOC: Gah! I'm rusty. Sorry Naddie.

Jaxyn Aranville

Jaxyn thrived on the thrill of the chase when it came to seducing women. They would always begin the game by not appearing interested at all, giving him the challenge to entice her with his charm and of course his wealth that he needed to splash around a bit to get some extra attention. Though this game he played counting how many women he could get into his bed quickly became boring when they were all so easy to manipulate. Taking each one back to his apartment, they would all be impressed with his apartment, they would especially be impressed with his money, and naturally if they weren't impressed with his talents in the bedroom then he would consider them a complete waste of his time.

He didn't consider Lily to be a waste of his time. She was a challenge, and the thrill of this chase was to see how much they both could get away with before her older brother could attempt to kill him. Having some kind of protector watching over them he believed made women like Lily want to rebel. Her rebellious nature that Jaxyn had seen so far made him think that she must be a firecracker in the sack. Not only that but he considered Lily to be close to his equal, she had money so there was no need to impress her with expensive gifts which would easily win over lesser beings. All he could use to win this damsel over was his charm and wit. She knew already that she was not the first woman he had brought to his apartment, and more than likely wouldn't be the last. So the challenge here was how long could they keep the other interested?

Wasting no time the couple had already begun approaching each other. Their bodies closing in on each other as Jaxyn reached out to caress her skin. Both of them smirking at the other, both having the same idea on what was coming next. Jaxyn was already undressing Lily with his eyes, hungering for the taste of her lips and the warmth of her body. Already he could feel his animal instincts taking over, wanting to ravage his prey immediately. Right here, right now, on the floor if he must. The brunette's sweet scent was like a drug for him, begging him to come closer, inviting him to have his way with her.

"Please." she whispered, a sense of urgency in her words. Just the sound of her begging for him turned him on more. Everything she said held more importance than the women he had been with in the past. "I need you." With those three little words she was practically giving herself to him. He had already told Lily that he was all hers tonight, but his heart raced a mile with excitement when she was saying that she needed him. Her lips crashed against his with passionate force, and he welcomed it with open arms as he embraced her. His arms wrapping around her small waist as he clutched her body desperately close to his. Their bodies close as physically possible pressed against each other, the animal in him wanted to tear off the only barrier left between them, their clothes.

In a matter of seconds, Lily had suddenly pulled away from him. Throwing him off his game, he didn't know if this was another game to play or if she was hesitant to sleep with him. "Not here. Take me to your room. For tonight, I'm yours." There was the green light. She needed him as much as he hungered for her. Both was a drug to the other, enticing each other and wanting to make each other beg for more. With a satisfied smirk playing upon his face, Jaxyn took a hold of Lily's hand and immediately led her up the stairs straight towards the bedroom. Once in he closed the door behind them, staring at the hypnotizing brunette again. "Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked, seeking a final confirmation from her that she wanted him as badly as he wanted her.

[Isabella Delancy]

Lily Grace Hamilton

This wasn't about getting one over on her brother, nor about making herself so flattering that he begged her to sleep with him. For Lily this was a case of attraction meets carnal needs and desires. She was only human and from time to time she needed to feel wanted. However this chemistry was electric and like nothing she had ever experienced before. This was not due to her attempt to project emotions into this - there was no need to project anything. Everything felt natural and real, as if neither of them needed to force anything to happen because it fell into place seamlessly and wordlessly. No words were exchanged, it was just a mutual understanding of what was to follow and neither were protesting. They were both speaking the same language when it came to what they wanted, and nobody was going to leave unsatisfied.

Of course, the fact that Chesterton disliked them together so much made it all the more fun, but it had never been a deciding factor. It simply fuelled Lily's desire to create some more drama that he could eventually object to. It was about time she went into war with her brother. How dare he tell her who she could and couldn't date! It wasn't even as if Jaxyn was sponging off her. He had told her of his wealth and she could witness it first-hand here, so he wasn't after the family cash. Perhaps if Chesterton followed excitement more often he wouldn't end up with such drippy boring fiancees and girlfriends. None of the girls her brother had dated had made much of an impression on his wild lively sister. None of them knew how to let their hair down and party! Since Chesterton was making it his business to know the men in her life, she intended to make it her business to know the women in his. Starting with the latest notch on his proverbial bedpost. Emma...or whatever her damn name was.

She had already imagined this moment from their first encounter on the stage of the Opera House, and as his hand caressed her, a shiver went down her spine. This was more than just sex. It was a meeting of minds and the moment his lips met hers she melted into his embrace. Never did Lily beg for a man to take her the way she was now, but there was a very definite need for him now. This was the exception to her rule, much as she anticipated him being an exception to every rule going. And so she made the exception for him. Pushing herself up against him, Lily passionately and ferverently kissed him, allowing him to take her upto his room, though she wasn't expecting him to pause. In that moment, doubt and uncertainty entered the equation for the first time. "Stop to ask me that again and I will not be responsible for my actions!" she growled, pushing him against the bed and allowing whatever happened now, to happen.