Insignificant Other: Part 12
*Back in the Past*
[Tatjana’s POV]
The alarm on the tiny table next to the bed began to screech loudly, alerting the occupant of the adjacent bed that it was time to start the day. Groaning quietly Tatjana pulled herself up into a sitting position and turned the annoying alarm off, glancing at the time as she did so. “It’s 8.00 already?” She mumbled to herself. “It feels like I hadn’t slept much at all.” Standing and stretching she made her way to the bathroom to take care of her morning hygiene. Once she was finished she made her way to the kitchen to prepare a small breakfast consisting of bread rolls, butter, and marmalade. She put the tea on the stove to boil while she put a plate and some sliver wear on the table for herself.
When the tea was finished she sat the pot upon the table and turned on the radio and began to eat. Not ten minutes later the phone on the wall began to ring, for a second she was confused to as who would be calling her at this time of day, but she then remembered her conversation last night and raced to the phone almost tripping in the process. “Hello?” She said unsurely in to the receiver. “Hello, Tatjana, it’s me, Till.” The smooth voice said. “I-I know.” She stammered, still recovering from hearing her name said so sensuously. There was a low rumbling laugh on the other end of the line, Tatjana’s eyes narrowed.
“What is so funny now?” She demanded, not liking being ridiculed. “Nothing, it’s just refreshing to meet someone that gets flustered so easily.” At that statement Tatjana growled and opened her mouth to say something, but was cut off “Now, now there’s no reason to get upset, I was just playing with you.” He paused and said something to someone in the background. “Would you still like to come to dinner with us this evening?” Tatjana considered saying ‘no’ out of spite for making fun of her, but she remembered what she had to do and said “Yes, I’d like to come to dinner with you and your band mates.” “Great.” Till said and Tatjana could hear the smile in his voice as he gave her directions to the restaurant. They said their goodbyes and Tatjana hung up the phone and sat back down at the table to resume her breakfast.
“Damn!” She thought as she took a bit of the buttery roll, “I forgot to ask what kind of dress is appropriate for where they are dining tonight.” Sighing and shrugging her shoulders she finished up the last of her tea and went to clean the dishes. As she cleaned the dishes in the sink she began to ponder what to do to kill time until later. “Ugh, It’s only 10 past 9?!” She said as she looked at the clock. Groaning knowing that the day was going to be a slow one she continued to scrub the dishes intent on blocking out how slow time seemed to crawl by.
After finishing some more mundane tasks Tatjana sat upon her bed unsure of what to do next. Sighing she decided to go pick out what she wanted to wear later that night. Walking over to her sorry excuse for a closet she slid back the door and searched through her wardrobe and found what she wanted to wear. She pulled out a mid-length red satin dress, she loved this dress a lot as it reminded her of the glamorous dresses that she saw in the old American 1950’s movies that her mother used to watch when she was a child. She then pulled out a shoe box and opened it to reveal a pair of black platform pumps that would go perfectly with the dress that she chose. Nodding her head in satisfaction she picked up the dress and walked to the bathroom and hung the dress on the back of the door.
Yawning and thinking about how tired she still felt from not enough sleep, she decided to go take a cat nap since she had nowhere to be until 8.30 that evening.
A few hours later and feeling better rested Tatjana sprang out of bed and walked into her bathroom to shower and get ready. Once she felt she was sufficiently dry she put the red dress on admired the way she looked in the mirror, noticing how the dress clung to all of her curves and the split on the right side for ease of walking. Humming in approval she began to work on her hair and make-up, deciding to forgo straightening her thick locks today she was going to let it air dry and become wavy. Simply sticking a black flower hair clip in her hair she began to put her make-up on. She lined her almond shaped eyes with kohl and made them look cat-like, and with a little wine colored blush and lip stick she was done.
Grabbing her purse and taking note that she had killed enough time getting ready that she had a little less than two hours to get to the restaurant on the other side of town. Leaving her meager apartment she went outside to hail a taxi to take her to her destination. Being Friday traffic in the city was horrendous; sighing to herself she was glad that she decided to leave home early. An hour later the taxi dropped her off at her desired location and she paid the fare and thanked the driver. Noting she had a little over fifty minutes before dinner and not wanting to be the first one there she decided to explore the nearby area a bit. Glancing around Tatjana spotted a music store, entering the store she greeted the shop owner and set out to look for what she needed.
While searching through the ‘R’ section she finally came upon what she was looking for, surprised at how many albums they had already released. She opened her purse and counted her money and decided she had enough for two CDs she grabbed the two that looked most appealing to her and went to check out. Handing the shop keeper her items he rang them up quickly and gave her the total “Forty Euro please.” Tatjana paid the man and quickly left realizing she had spent way too much time in the store.
Swiftly walking down the pavement she made it to the restaurant, she stood outside for a moment a bit nervous, but she steeled her nerves and pulled the door open. Walking up to the host she opened her mouth to speak, but quickly shut it when a vision of pure godliness stood in front of her. “So I see you’ve made it, I was beginning to think you weren’t going to show.” He said trying his best to sound wounded. Feeling her ire rising and wanting to correct him on the fact the she was only five minutes late she opened her mouth once more only to be cut off by the host this time. “This must be the guest you spoke of, right this way.” Narrowing her eyes and grumbling to herself she followed behind the host and Till to the table.
As they made their way to the table Tatjana took notice of Till’s massive form, she also noticed his nice ass, it made her want to pinch it. Shaking her head trying to clear her mind of such unclean thoughts, she stopped abruptly almost running into to Till. Growling at herself for failing to pay attention she watched Till pull out a seat for her next to the spikey haired man and thanked him for his politeness. Once she was seated the host placed a menu in front of her and wished everyone a good meal.
Hearing someone clear their throat she looked up from the table to see Till with a slight smirk upon his face, he then spoke “Everyone, our guest tonight is Tatjana…” “Sadybakasov.” She added quietly. He then resumed speaking “As you already know Tatjana here is to help us on our last two tracks, so you had better all treat her well.” Till then began to introduce the other five males at the round table, he started with the spikey haired man to her left “Next to you is Richard.” Richard smiled warmly and greeted her. “Then to the right of you is Christoph.” The angelic looking man smiled at her charmingly. “The one next to him is Paul.” Paul waved excitedly and Tatjana let out a light laugh at the man’s enthusiasm. Then Till grabbed a thin man with glasses next to him roughly and shook him a bit, causing the man to shout in irritation “This whiney box here is Flake.” Flake nodded in her direction and she waved back. “And last, but not least this is Ollie.” He motioned to the very tall bald man. “Hello.” Tatjana said and Ollie responded in kind.
Once the introductions were through the band fell back into their usual antics. “Crazy aren’t they?” The man called Richard said. Laughing Tatjana said “A bit, is this normal for them?” Before he could respond, Paul threw the paper from his straw into Flake’s drink, earning him a kick underneath the table. Sighing as Tatjana laughed again he replied “Sadly, yes, but at least it’s toned down a bit, probably because a beautiful woman is here.” Blushing hotly, Tatjana looked down at the table suddenly finding the pattern of the table cloth very interesting.
The waiter finally returned and took their orders and refilled any drinks that needed it. Tatjana felt eyes on her and looked up to see Till staring at her, she looked directly into his eyes in challenge hoping to get him to look away, he simply raised a brow and continued to stare at her unabashedly. Huffing to herself she finally looked away, beginning to feel uncomfortable under his intense gaze. Her concession earned her a rumbling laugh as he spoke “Never challenge me to a staring match, you’ll always lose.” He smirked triumphantly. Scowling at him she stuck her tongue out at him and proceeded to ignore him, instead focusing on the conversation Christoph and Paul were having about music. She heard Till laugh and speak again “Don’t stick that out unless you plan on using it accordingly.” Tatjana choked on the water she was drinking and the whole table erupted in laughter as she tried to recover from the innuendo that was just said to her. This time Christoph spoke up “Look what you’ve done! You’ve almost killed the poor girl! You’re gonna scare her away before we even record anything!” He patted her on her back trying to help her get out any water left in her windpipe.
The food was then brought out and served as the group began to eat with a bit of quiet conversation between some members. Before they knew it everyone was finished and ready to head back to their respective homes. Everyone stood from their seats headed outside, once they vacated the building they milled around outside for a bit cracking jokes and making plans.
Tatjana stood off to the side a bit enjoying watching the men and their antics. Till then approached her and asked “How are you getting home tonight?” Tatjana fidgeted under his intense gaze realizing she didn’t have any more money to take a taxi or the U-Bahn. “I-I’m not too sure, I was probably going to walk.” “Nonsense, I will not let you walk home by yourself.” Feeling a bit insulted at being told what to do Tatjana put her hands on her hips defiantly and said “Why not? I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself.” She then stuck her nose in the air. She then heard a rumbling laugh from the man in front of her as he stalked toward her. Tatjana kept walking backwards until her back hit a wall and Till stood imposingly in front of her. He then placed both hands on the wall effectively trapping her and leaned in closer and whispered “Because liebchen, there are many predators out there waiting to pounce on tasty little morsels such as yourself. Understand?”
With eyes a big a saucers and a heart ready to beat out its cage she nodded and Till smiled a wickedly dashing smile and moved away from her to offer his arm in escort. Taking his arm reluctantly, Tatjana noticed how strong his arm felt in her tiny hands. Walking back over to the others they both bade them good night and proceeded to Till’s car. Opening the door to the sleek black Mercedes, Till motioned for her to get into the car. Tatjana hesitated before she slid into the car, momentarily remembering her mother telling her not to get in cars with strangers. Shaking that thought from her head she buckled her seat belt and waited for Till to start the car.
Little did she know that the statuesque man next to her was a predator in his own right, and that she had waltzed right in to the lion’s den…
Author's Comment: Eh, it wasn't too bad was it? *Hears crickets* Oh, how you wound me! But alas the next chapter my smut monster returns with a yummy scene involving angry Meister, a shower,a riding crop and a very submissive Tatjana. So stay tuned for that, hopefully it shall make up for this dud of a chapter. :P
It's good to get some background on the characters. It can't always be whips and smut, now can it?
ReplyDeleteOh god, an angry Meister for next time? I can't wait!
You've got to have story development...but yes...back to the smut!!!!
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