thecapitol | A sleepover

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A sleepover

Who| Diana and Eponine [Closed]
What| ~~SLEEPOVER~~! Diana's come to drag details out of Eponine.
Where| Eponine's Room
When| idk now?
Warnings/Notes| Diana and Eponine talking so... Minor swearing. Traumatic pasts. Talk of sex. All the good stuff.

There's a loud, attention grabbing rapping at Eponine's door.

Diana stands there, what appears to be a pillowcase stuffed with many different objects judging from it's lumpiness in one hand, the other balancing 4 large drinks in a cup holder.

She must have knocked by kicking the door.

"Hey Eppy...nine." She greets her when the door opens, eyes sweeping over the other girl. Only just correcting herself so as not to irritate Eponine too early.

Diana wears casual clothes but looks good anyway, as usual. Those maroon jeggings hug her shapely legs and her thick hair is pulled to one side and plaited into a messy braid that frames her pretty face. Even if it looks as though she's only done it to keep it out of the way it's attractive.

"You gonna let me in? Because this is heavy and I'm not balancing all this for shits and giggles." She jangles the pillowcase. "I brought food." She spoke as if this were the most tempting offer in the world, though, to be fair, to her it was.

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"As hilarious as that would be and considering my track record for spilling the beans, I can certainly feel the temptation." She responds honestly, biting another biscuit in half.

"But I'm far to happy to do that." She gives Eponine an endearing look, as if she's a puppy that's just learnt to sit on command.

"You're pleased I kissed Dave?" Eponine thinks she's misinterpreted what Diana said. Why should Diana be happy that Eponine's declared her love to a boy other than Diana's friend.

"I don't understand."

"Of course." Mouth now slightly dry from all the confectionery, Diana stands to go retrieve one of the large drinks from the desk, taking a long sip.

"Look at you, going out and having fun. Kissing boys you actually like and think are hot." She brings one of the other drinks over to where Eponine sits on the floor. "Makes me so proud."

Eponine's eyes never leave Diana, and she swivels as Diana moves to keep the girl in her sight. It's not that she doesn't trust Diana... it's just that Eponine doesn't really trust her.

"You're proud that I kiss another boy when I am supposed to love Orc? That's not what good girls do, you know?' Eponine accepts the drink anyway, though she doesn't sip from it. Just in case.

"Shouldn't you be mad that I have told Dave that I love only him and not Orc? But Dave IS beautiful, isn't he?" She can't help adding that bit on.

Diana's rolling her eyes, as usual. "Oh, come on. Love Orc? Sorry, Eps, but even Charlies didn't believe that. He just didn't want to question a good thing falling into his bed." She snorts a little at that and sips her drink again. "Sorry, his 'lap'."

"Mmm." Diana moves her head from side to side slightly, as if pondering something over. "He's do-able, yeah. Personally, I think his arse is more attractive than his face but that aside."

She perches herself on the end of the bed. "Yes, I'm proud. Can you stop saying that word though? It's ruining the moment."

"I didn't just lie with him, you know?" Eponine munches on a crisp, clearly embarrassed. "I am not so much of a slut as that, to just go with a man for naught." She looks up at Diana. "Do you really think he's just happy that I'll go with him? Most other women wouldn't touch a man like that. Do you think that's all he loves?"

She nearly chokes on her crisps again when Diana starts talking about Dave's 'arse'. Blushed pink, she admits, "He has a good arse. Better than Howard or Orc. Orc's is too fat. When he were a boy, it wiggled all over like big, white clouds, and a little spotty. It is not a place you wish to put your fingers. And Howard's - as skinny as mine! And I should think not so good. But Dave's - well, I have not seen him unclothed - he is so shy, Miss."

As Eponine keeps talking, her worries about Diana and about Eva fade a little, and she's just a teenage girl chattering about her (many) loves. "You know," she adds with a cackle, "I thought he were making me lie with him for my spectacles, so I got on his bed with my skirt up and my legs all out, and he fair fainted at the sight. It's as though he ain't never seen a fanny before."

Diana grimaces and almost doesn't take a bite out of blueberry muffin she seems to have also pulled from the pillowcase. (Almost.)

"Wow, okay, did not need the mental image of Charlie's pale spotty bum but thanks."

She has to cover her mouth to stop the food falling out she's smiling and laughing so hard. "Oh my god, are you serious?" There's a minute where Diana has to try and control her laughter long enough to swallow. "I don't know what's funnier, your way of going about foreplay or his reaction."

She takes another long drink, lips smiling around the straw. "Geeze Eps, you seem to have of a thing for taking virgins even more than I do." Diana's eyebrows hitch slightly. "Also, 'fanny'? That's adorable."

"I have never met so many virgins, you know?" She blushes completely now, and so much that even her chest glows red.

"In Paris, in St. Michel, that is where I am from, your virginity is gone the moment after your first bleed, or if that takes long to come, the girls go on it anyway. I think I were maybe twelve, maybe thirteen... don't know rightly, but my Pa had me over with this man. Ten whole Francs, he gave my Pa, for my virginity. That's how much I were worth new - men like that, you know? But the gentlemen, they practise with women like me before they show their ladies. My Pa don't have me on the corners, though, so I don't do so much of that. He writes letters to rich old men and sends me with 'em. Sometimes it is their wish I run an errand, but more often... well." She shrugs. It doesn't bother her, telling Diana all of that. Most everybody knows about Eponine's life before the Capitol had dragged her here, and most probably knew that she had done it here as well. She has no secrets and no shame in this place.

" 'T weren't foreplay. It were business. What is foreplay?"

"Well, that's sad and depressing..." Not exactly the line of conversation Diana had been hoping for. Or ever wanted to hear really. "Your dad is pretty much the definition of an asshole, isn't he? Moving on."

At that last question Diana's whole face seems to beam with glee, her smirk Cheshire Cat like as she pats the space beside her. "Oh, I have some things to tell you."

"It's life. It happens." Eponine gives a tight smile though. "I killed my Pa for it. That is not such a good thing, really, but I cannot help but think he deserves to die for it."

She moves to sit next to Diana on her untidy bed. She can't help grinning, though she doesn't know why she's smiling. Diana's glee is infectious.

"What? What are you telling me, Diana?"

"Blazing on past karma induced father homicide, which we'll come back to." Because that was honestly a whole night's worth of discussion and Diana had to keep this thing focused.

"Foreplay is this wonderful thing that we're going to use to boost that self confidence of yours." She pats Eponine's thigh. "Because, let's be honest Eps, it's holding you back."

"That I don't know of your foreplay?" Eponine flinched a little at Diana's touch. "It is not so bad, you know. Well, come then. Show me. Tell me."

"Well, knowing of my foreplay is pretty much a blessing but let's focus on just foreplay in general."

She gives her hair a casual toss.

"Foreplay is like, pre-sex fun. A warm up. So, aside from hitching up your skirt and opening the gates what else do you usually do before jumping into bed?"

"Whatever the man tells me." Eponine hasn't really had much experience of foreplay. In all honesty, she's not really had many positive sexual experiences at all.

"Sometimes he asks me to undress, to - " She gestures at her chest. God, she's embarrassed. "Push... together... to make 'em bigger. Or to undress him and... well... it's... it's not right to speak of, is it? It's... I just do as I'm told, Diana."

"See, this-" She gestures up and down Eponine with her finger. "-is the problem."

"You're giving the man all the control. And men should never be in control. Because they're stupid. And egotistical. And think with their dicks. But because we're smart, we can use all of that."

From Diana's relaxed posture and the casual way she takes way she takes another bite from her muffin it's clear that though she may not view sex as business like as Eponine, she certainly doesn't take it too seriously.

"You're not doing this for money or because your dick of a father is making you anymore. You need to get out of that mindset."

"But..." She doesn't know anything really, about sex. Not about how to have fun with it.

"I don't know how. All I know is to make them happy. It didn't matter for you. Miss - Diana, I mean - I am not so experienced as the Capitol likes to say. Perhaps it is that I am a little...scared. What if what I like is bad? How am I to know even what I like? How do you know?"

"Listen, any guy will be happy just to be getting some attention. The best you can do for any man is snap him out of his little delusion that he deserves sex."

She leans closer, as if divulging incredibly important information.

"Just remember. You don't owe anybody anything. Even the promise of getting his rocks off is reward enough."

A carefree shrug. "I know what I like because I think about it, decide I might enjoy it and give it a try. Which beings us back to you. Eps, how much control do you think you have or should have during sex?"

"All of it?" She shifts awkwardly. "I should tell the man what I wish for? What if he says no?"

Eponine feels so out of depth in this conversation. Women being in charge is a novel idea to her.

"I don't want them to laugh at me. I am not good looking, even when I am naked. What if they say they would rather a man instead, like Howard did?"

"Then leave him. If he won't do it he won't be worth it anyway, besides, it's his loss if you leave. It's not like you have to have sex with him. You can find someone else who'll sleep with you and do it your way, trust me. Just the threat of you not going through with it usually jolts them into action."

The smug expression on her face speaks of confidence and experience before another eye roll makes an appearance.

"Okay. Listen to me. You need to get over Howard." She pauses, speaking more to herself for a moment. "Wow, never thought I'd say that to anyone..."

She shakes her head. "Anyway, Howie's gay denial is not your problem. You are not the first girl to be used as a beard."

"He were the first boy to say he proper loved me without hurting me a bit. Not that I minded that, you know? Back at home, I am as a wife to a man named Montparnasse."

Funny. She's not thought about Montparnasse in so long. "God, he were beautiful, Diana. You should fall in love with him if he were here. Every woman loved my 'Parnasse. He has beautiful, dark hair, and red lips - you would think they were rouged, but no. And skin - so smooth and always clean. In his room, he had a real copper tub, and he heated a bit of water on occasion. He let me in once, to wash, before he had his way, but he dumped cold water all over me. That were not so nice, but he found it funny. He used to say he loved me - he'd pull my hair dead tight so I had to lean back into him, and he would whisper, "I love you." in my ear. Some of it were not so nice, but... I do not mind it rough. Not so much. But the men here are pussies. They always, "Oh, do I hurt you? Are you sure?" I want to hit them and say, "Just get on with it.""

She begins to laugh again. "Oh God, Diana. You make me remember how it was with a real man. I like someone else in charge - but I miss it being so I can feel truly alive."

Honestly, the guy sounds like a bastard, but Diana's not always fallen for the best guys either. But a guy who looks like he's wearing lipstick? To each their own she supposes...

Diana keeps her eyes on Eponine as she speaks, nodding and eyebrows raising but otherwise letting the other girls finish.

"Okay." She claps her hands together. "I think what we need to do is make you see the difference between rough, fun sex and forced sex. Bit of a learning curve but I think we can do it."

She smiles as Eponine laughs. "Thankyou for the compliment."

"Yeah?" Eponine's not really sure of the difference - she hadn't really been aware of forced sex at all. It was just... was. Is.

"How?" She's suspicious though. After all, it's Diana - and although she's been being nice this evening to Eponine, there's nothing to say it'll carry on. It might be like Harley - that thought alone brings the blush back to her cheeks.

"Crash course. Basically, if you're not in control, it's forced and you stop it. You nip that right in the bud. Literally, if he doesn't listen."

There's a sweet tone of her voice and smile on her face as she says this. "Nothing makes a guy listen more than a well placed grab and squeeze."

"He can be pulling your hair, pressing on you, be all hard and rough and fun, but if you feel it needs to stop, even midway through, he should stop when you say so. If he does, then it's fine. You can pick up again later and that's sex. If he doesn't, that's forced. And what do we do?"

She looks at Eponine expectantly.

"We squeeze their penis." Eponine repeats the mantra as a child recites a school lesson. Her forehead wrinkles as she thinks about the technicalities. "Is it difficult to do? And they might just ignore it. So many times did I hit Montparnasse to make him stop, but he never did. I think he would have knocked me out cold if I had squeezed his penis in such a way."

"Close, but no. His balls. And trust me. After a hit to the balls they won't be doing anything. Plenty of time to get up and stroll out of there."

Diana's eyes keep drifting as they talk.

"Okay, Eps, don't have a freak out on me but can I please just fix... This?" She gestures to the matted and gathered up hair around Eponine's head.

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