So don't even tell me your name,
All I need to know is whose place

Outfit

It was a night off for Teuila and the next day she had nothng to do, so going out and having fun felt like a good option for the day. She had put on her fave little black dress and added some pop of color. After all rich in color, rich in life, right?!. She had done her hair, put on some super high heels, and done her make up like she wasn't going to see the light of day again. She lived ever day like it would be her last, because she never knew when she was going to have a good time again. Her long dark curls hung around her and she couldn't help the grin that was on her face. She loved it all, and the pulls of the music made her feel. She couldn't surf here, but this was the closest that she had been able to find.

She as jumping up and down to the music, she was laughing and having a blast. Here she was no one but a wild child, here in England she could forget about almost all of the problems that were at home. She could try and forget that her life was doomed to being a wife, a mother. She wasn't what her father had wanted, so she wasn't enough. She didn't have a complex about it, she would swear to it, but the fact that the boy that they would be giving the crown to was so much like her. It was so funny. She was dancing with someone she didn't know. Her small frame was grinding against theirs, and she felt as if she was so much taller than just her five feet tall. She was happy here, she was so free.

Someone was tugging on her hand and pulling her towards the bar. Laughing she ran along with them and leaned against the bar whens he got there. She ordered her shots and then hopped onto a stool before looking at the person who had pulled her away from the crowd. "Manuia!" She cried before downing a shot of the Tequila.

it's just a little fun

Outfit

It had been a long day for Zeke, he hadn't been at work today but that didn't mean he was having a day off, he'd spent most of the day doing training alone and spent more than a couple of hours at the gym, he enjoyed the gym though it cleared his head and he had been doing that a lot recently. He'd always wanted to work at the Ministry as an Auror, ever since Iris had died and it had become a bit of a revenge task for him, of course he didn't expect he'd ever be able to get back at Phineas Virell, but that didn't mean he could imagine it, the only problem with that is his thoughts took a very dark turn whenever he thought about the bastard and what he did to his family. Unfortunately for him though, when he'd started to train, things had gone to shit. It was because of his new job that he and Hazel had broken up, it was mutual and he didn't hate her for it, in fact he fully understood but it now meant he had a lot of time to go out and enjoy the nightlife and the women it might bring.

That's what he was doing tonight, looking for a witch to take home with him or to go home with, whichever was easier he didn't really care he had one aim and one aim only, it was ironic really, he'd reprimanded Ruby so many times about sleeping around yet here he was doing the same as his sister (not that it stopped him from lecturing Ruby, but he had laid off, he was a lot of things but not a hypocrite. He'd been lounging at the bar, scanning the pickings for tonight, one girl in particular had caught his attention, he wasn't going to call her easy, he wasn't an asshole, but she seemed to be looking for company. When the guy she had been dancing with stepped back a little, Ezekiel took his chance and swooped in, grabbing the witch's wrist and moving across the dancefloor with her, twirling her as he did before he stood beside her with one arm still resting comfortably on her waist when she ordered some shoots before ordering a shot for himself and he grinned at the witch, raising his glass with hers, "Salud!" He replied to her own cheers before downing his shot and grimacing, coughing a little as it hit the back of his throat.

This was fun, she felt alive, she felt like she could live the rest of her life and not be a princess forever. She could give up the title, she could tell them she didn’t want it all, but it would mean so much more than that. She would be injuring her father, she would be leaving her family; but if she defied them, and did what she wanted, they couldn’t do anything about it and would have to accept her. She could live with that. So she was living the life that she wanted to. She was being a wild child. She had thought about going to school, but that could come later. She had time to decide what she wanted to do. For not she was enjoying her life.

Flipping the glass over on the bar top she gave the bartender the money and took a lime wedge from the selection when they weren’t looking before smirking. Body shots weren’t something that they did here, but she wished they did. She would have so much fun if they did. Looking the man over she couldn’t help but laugh as he coughed. ”Don’t like Tequila?” She asked him before downing another and throwing her hands up in the air and turning to look up in his face she wrinkled her nose. ”Seems like you stole me away, He’s looking for me.” She rolled her eyes and then looked over her slim shoulder at the man who was approaching. ”Should we give him a show?”

Zeke growled a little as he cleared his throat as the burning sensation passed, it had been a while since he’d done Tequila and downing the drink now he remembered why and he gave the witch a lopsided grin. ”I do not, but it’s alcohol, so I’ll take it.” He laughed, ordering another round of shots from the duo, she didn’t seem to be going anyway so he wasn’t complaining. He pushed three shots, one each colour of a traffic light towards her and pulled the other three towards him. Zeke quirked a brow and grinned as he downed the three new shots – this time with no spluttering – and listen to the woman across from him.

Sure enough, as Zeke glanced over to the dance floor, a man a little older than him (and scrawny in his opinion) was sauntering over to them, ”You can do so much better than him.” Zeke replied, sucking on his teeth at the aftertaste from his shots. ”A babe like you, dancing with someone like him. He must have felt like he won the lottery.” Zeke said with a casual shrug and smirked at her. When the witch suggested they gave the man a show, he grinned and shuffled closer to her, sliding his body in front of hers graceful as the man tried to reach for her. ”A show huh?” Zeke purred, leaning closer to the witch, ”And what kind of show what that be?” He asked, resting his elbow on the bar and bringing his left hand to rest on her hip, ”I’m just about game for anything.” Maybe it was the alcohol he’d already been tackling the night, but all manners had gone out of the window at the witches offer and he realised with dismay that he should probably ask her name… but, as he thought about it and settled his gaze onto the witch, and gave her another lopsided grin. It could wait.

Your body

SO DON'T EVEN TELL ME YOUR NAME,
ALL I NEED TO KNOW IS WHOSE PLACE

- @ezekiel  -

As a princess she was used to people wanting to be in her business. She was used to people wanting to know things about her life, and the people she was around. It was how her life was, and what it was like living with an overprotective family. It wasn’t like she didn’t love them, because she did and they her. The way of life that she had grown up in was so different than what she was living now. She had lived for the greater good for so long. She was the one who was looked up to, she lead ceremonies, she kissed babies, she did everything but act like the heir. Until she hadn’t any more. She had gone away, like her sister. Not for school, but for her own selfish needs. She couldn’t be there any more, so she had left.

She had been looking for her own future to change her fate. To change the way that she looked at the world, the way that she looked at the people around her. She had moved to England in the idea that she would be able to forge her own path and be her own person, but her sister told her what was up. What her parents had been up to and she had no choice but to do this now. She had the life back home that her family had chosen for her, so she had to live her life now.

When the shots arrived she downed hers with the lime placed with it and cheered again before laughing. He was before her and she ran a hand up his chest as she leaned her head back to look at the difference between them. Damn it, but she loved a man she would have to climb. Leaning closer she pulled him down to her and kissed him heatedly. Part of it a show for the man who was watching, but another part for her, since the one who she was pressing herself into was so cute. He had a nice body, she could feel that as she pressed into him.

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Ezekiel wouldn’t lie, he let his mind wander frequently; he was only one man and not only had he been dumped by one of the girls he loved, the other one was now living under horrific circumstances. He felt like he was betraying them both but at the same time, he was single and he had needs. A lot of needs. If someone was going to offer him a good time; of course he’d take it! He looked over the woman’s head at the approaching man, the woman was so small compared to him, it was kind of adorable but he wasn’t going to say anything like that to her, he was thirsty and he had to tread carefully if he wanted to take her home. Granted, he’d not tell anyone they were small and that it was cute regardless that was just rude and he didn’t think he was like that.

He was about to speak to the witch after she downed her new shots, a smirk on his lips. She could hold her drinks, he liked a girl he could have a good night with in multiple ways, it seemed like he had really hit the jackpot tonight with this girl. He opened his mouth but didn’t get chance to say or do anything because he felt a tug and the next thing he knew he could taste lime as the witch kissed him. Zeke’s lips curled up into a smile and he held her hips in his hands and deepened the kiss without much hesitated, dipping her slightly and briefly looking past her at the man from before; he looked furious now and Zeke felt… smug; very smug.

He stood upright and unwillingly broke the kiss when the man walked away and he peered down at the girl with a wolfish grin, ”I need to know more now.” He said seductively, now that he’d had a taste of this witch he wanted more and he was determined to get it. She was definitely coming home with him tonight. ”Ezekiel Fehu, and you are?” He asked, running his hangs through his hair and messing it up a little, feeling slightly flushed. Zeke still had one hand resting on the woman’s hip and he didn’t plan on moving it unless she actively tried to move away herself.