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 Fantasy The Noble's Spoils [Crazy Shady & Elyona]

Discussion in 'Roleplay Execution' started by Elyona, Mar 10, 2018.

  1. Elyona

    Elyona Well-Known Member Member

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    My mind awakened and I could sense that I was laid out upon the ground, for its cold embrace held harshly upon my back. I took in a breath of air and it smelled heavy, damp from an evening's falling of dew. The sounds of night creatures could not be heard as stillness surrounded me. It was then that I opened my eyes.

    At first I didn't know what to expect, flexing my fingers and toes to ensure I could move freely. Shoes and gloves were worn and I could tell I was wearing a corseted dress by the lack of depth I could draw in when I breathed. I couldn't wait to rise and stand to get rid of the stiff ache my body possessed.

    Looking around me, I saw to my astonishment that I was now sitting in a cemetery. I couldn't make out the names, and very few dates due to the fact they were old, crumbling reminders of those who lived before. Fog lingered at the edge of several feet from where I lay, so I couldn't see how large this plot was. Thus, I placed a glove onto the wet grass and pushed myself up until I stood.

    I felt something deep within me, pulling me towards the further reaches of the cemetery. I couldn't tell if it was fear or cold that caused the goosebumps to traverse the full span of my spine, but my feet carried me forward. A sudden cry of animals rang out through the quiet and a whimper escaped from my mouth. I cut it short by biting my lower lip. Still, my body continued one foot in front of the other.

    I knew not where I was going, but I did understand there was a destination to reach. I could feel something calling me and it scared me to think I would find out what it was. It didn't take long to discover the answer for there he was, standing alone in the clearing. Fog dissipated as I drew near. I was captivated at first sight. He was tall and lean, his long ruby hair flowed forward and down to hide his face. He wore leather and silk and a sword at his hip. His hand was outstretched towards me and I heard the whisper against my ear even this far away.

    "Come to me...."


    My eyes could not look away from him and while my mind told me to run!, my body ached to be by his side. I'd never felt so alive, every muscle tingling with a sensation that I could only attribute to his presence. The whisper came again on a cold, gentle breeze. The wind blew the grass and flowers around the clearing but did not touch his clothes or hair.

    I now stood before him, a gloved hand hovering over his. It wasn't until I laid it within his grasp that his head tilted up and I beheld a beauty unlike any I'd ever encountered in a man. If that's what you could call him. His sharp, handsome features could not distract from the red swirling orbs that were his eyes. I couldn't look away as so many questions rose up within my mind.

    Who was he? What was he?

    "Give yourself to me..." his lips formed the words in a voice so lyrical, my body almost threw itself at him. I then heard my own voice sounding a resound, "Yes." His hand pulled me close until I fell against his chest. He held me at my waist and then used his other hand to tilt my head to the side to expose my neck. Was he a vampire? Demon? Fear echoed so muffled inside my brain, warning me to flee from this creature. However, my heart was nearly doomed and spoke more loudly. And so, I closed my eyes.

    I felt his breath brush against the softness of my neck and trembled. He held me steady as if we were in a lover's embrace. His lips nearly scorched me with a heat that traveled down to my core. Then, I felt the pressure of twin sharp teeth. My body went rigid and my breath hung within my lungs. Was he going to bite me?

    It was then that I woke up with a start! The familiar surroundings of my bedroom quickly filtering into my thoughts, showing me I was safe. That it was just a dream. The same dream I've been having for over a week.


    Sweat beads lingered along the troubled brow, threatening to spill down along the flushed face of the young woman. Karie couldn't believe this. Another damn dream! She couldn't say it was the same dream, though the events began exactly as they had in previous times. Each time she had it, the more occurred. The first one was waking up in the musty, dark cemetery. The next, she'd looked at her surroundings. So forth... The back of palm wiped the moisture from her forehead before she tossed the covers away from her body. The tiny tank top worn with the matching shorts for pajamas was also soaked, which drew a wince from her. Her body still trembled occasionally from the shock of how close this last dream had gotten. As bare feet swung over the edge of the double sized bed, Karie reached up to the place along her neck where his lips had brushed against.


    Puffing the held breath out, she rose and walked in the dark room towards the adjacent bathroom. It wasn't even dawn yet. That meant today was going to be one hell of a long day. Her eyes squinted as the light switch was flipped to illuminate a very bright, white bathroom. She hated the aged and cracking tiles but finances didn't allow for her to change them at the moment. The faucet was turned on in the shower and she took the time to look at herself in the mirror while waiting for the water to turn hot. There were dark circles beneath her haunted looking eyes. She pulled the hair tie from behind her head and shook her two toned hair loose. She took a long hard look at herself before giving a shake of her head.
    "How could you?" she accused herself referring to the dream. Tonight had been the first time she'd given him an answer. The man stalking her dreams had asked her for the past five nights and she's always woken up before time permitted a reply. She moved to brush her teeth as a bit of steam finally rose behind her coming from the shower. It reminded her of the cemetery fog.

    "I need to get a grip, seriously... it was just a stupid dream," she told herself out loud. If only she could believe it. Karie knew it sure as hell felt real.

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    Life wasn't going to pause just because she'd lost a bit of sleep. Karie couldn't shake the feeling of his hands upon her or the twin points he'd placed against her neck. A loud, insistent beeping interrupted the current pensive moment as a delivery truck backed up into the alley. Morning grocery delivery half an hour late, per usual. Long, dark nails waved at the tips of fingers as Karie waved the man back into place before turning her palm forward to get him to halt. He still needed room to lower the ramp. "Joe! What have I told you about being late? Dammit, man..." Karie yelled at the heap of a man who hopped his heavy weight onto the ground. "Yea, yea... whatever. No onions today, and don't even start on me. I don't pick what gets put on the truck and what don't. I'm just the delivery guy." "Fuck me man, Cookie is going to kill us both where we stand!" she shook her head and reached for the clip board he handed her way so she could double check the inventory on the list. The two went about receiving her order and placing the next.

    Once the man had come and gone, a young woman exited with a dolly to help cart the food items inside. Karie thanked the girl but paused as she looked past the alley way opening and across the street. She couldn't know why her eyes were drawn into the dark space between those two buildings but something inside pulled her gaze. Fingers rose to comb through the loose blonde and black lengths away from her face. A shiver ran down the length of her spine and goosebumps rose along her skin, directly before the breeze hit her. Everything inside her told her to drop everything and run. What was she really afraid of?

    The door opened behind her and the moment was quickly gone. Karie smiled to the other woman and began helping her before they opened for the day. The pub was her livelihood and the lunch hour brought in more locals than at dinner. She had best stop being so distracted and get her skinny ass to work.
     
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  2. Crazy Shady

    Crazy Shady Lazy Necromancer Member

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    A smile curled across his lips as the connection was severed. The smell she exuded was signature to what he was searching for. He has to smell it from the source to be able to be sure. Otherwise it could be another false lead like the others were. He had finally found a pure descendant of the Tal'ren line in Terra. He idly wondered how many years his search would translate in to, but in the end, it did not really matter. The fame and renown would not come from how long he searched, but instead come from the results of his searching. The rusty, red-ish brown eyes opened to the dimly lit room that he had chosen to sleep in. The bed was a replicia of the one that his target had slept in. The remains of dozens of candles surrounded the room, half of them extinguished by the passage of time, while the rest clung to what little life they had left. But they did not matter any longer. Lord Galos Saryn had found his quarry.

    The Lord stood from the bed and left the room, making his way towards his own quarters. The servants were scarce, their eyes glazed over and a polite smile sat on their face. Every single one of them seemed to be just a bit too content, whether it be through their body language or the almost goofy expressions that they wore, or both. All of them simply cleared from his path, pressed against the wall and bowing as he passed. The door to his room was guarded on either side with two men Galos knew well. The sons of broken pedigree, cast aside when their bloodline was severed. Adopted by House Saryn at a young age, raised without being tainted by the allure, and turned once of age. Now, they served their master loyally, one pair of eight that rotated to ensure his absolute protection. Galos nodded as they saluted him, beating their fists on their breastplates over their hearts twice -much in the same fashion as a heartbeat- before stepping aside and bowing as Galos entered his room.

    He had to prepare for a trip to Terra. The clothes he was adored with left Terra's popularity centuries ago. It was nothing more than a costume now, and he would not be ridiculed while he goes to take her. Thus, he began to change. Instead of a white, long sleeved tunic with a vibrant red vest and simple black pants, Galos chose to instead go with a suit that replaced the style: a simple black coat with subtle gold clasps and buttons. Sleek and silk black pants and long sleeved shirt to match, and a similar red vest underneath, peeking out from under the suit jacket. Instead of a blade strapped to his side, a fine watch was strapped to his wrist. His hair was combed back, sitting on his head in a sleek and formal matter. Anyone looking at Galos while he was in Terra would simply assume he was some sort of private, high class citizen. Which is exactly what he wanted. Others of his species may prefer to be well known, though obviously for other things such as art, acting, or politics, but Galos ensured he was not exposed in any such way. Perhaps that would be sightly disadvantageous when it comes to retrieving this girl, but nonetheless, Galos was certain it would be a simple extraction.

    Once prepared, he walked out of his own room and down the quiet halls once more, his feet barely making a sound on the cold hard floor. After a while, a pair of heavy wooden doors blocked his path. Etched onto the surface of the wood was historical depictions from both Terra and Terebrae that highlighted the House of Saryn's legacy. Galos' Legacy. Galos had been on his own for the longest of time. A third generation vampire turned by the founder of the line. This granted him status and station as his own House, but left him free of the millennia long political plans that plague his sire and the source. Sure, he sired a few, and allowed them to sire a few themselves, but House Saren was relatively small, comprising no more than fifty individuals as well as three times as many cattle, as expected to stock a House's supply.

    But the reason that Galos was going after this girl was not to replace part of the stock, but for his personal use. The blood of a Tal'ren was precious. It was malleable and flexible in uses. One need not simply drink from the neck, but they could also produce the finest of wines. They could create delicacies from that crimson nectar, even crystalize it with sugar to create the most flavorful of sweets. It was hard to find the bloodline. The last traces of it disappearing in Russia. Occasionally, one carrying the line would appear, found only after post-collection for cattle or an unfortunate accident during a tasting. But Galos was ahead of it all. He was purposefully looking for one. And he had been for oh so long. His servants and cattle had been replaced at least eight time since he had started his search. All his work and dedication for this goal had paid off, as he had properly found the Tal'ren he desired, untainted by any other.

    Galos crossed his yard, minding his step around the active plant life, which reached out with vines towards any source of movement, especially the living kind, and the flowers that were required for the more brutish method of correcting a servant, which bloomed where ever they pleased, with no care for a gardener's touch. But eventually, Galos reached the corner of the immense wall encompassing his estate. Another servant, his eyes glazed and a lax smile on his face, noted Lord Saryn's approach and had turned to the corner in question, quickly working on etching into the stone. On either side of the corner, occult symbols native to Terra were etched. And, once complete, the corner rippled, as if the state of the matter had changed to that of a liquid. A smirk found itself on Galos' face as he stepped to the corner, his foot meeting no resistance as he purposefully strode into the corner, disappearing from his estate.

    Galos stepped out exactly where he pleased, just across the road from the establishment his soon to be possession worked at. The force of his presence could be felt by all those around sensitive to danger. Dogs whimpered and scampered away. Cats hissed and climbed higher. Birds took to the sky a mile around. And he was sure his Tal'ren knew something was amiss. However, he could not confirm her reaction right away. Despite his exit into a shaded area of Terra, it's blasted sun shown entirely too bright. It had been an annoyance for his kind since the beginning, but even with the limitations it put on them, the mere mention of the apex predators spark stories of horror.

    As his eyes adjusted, he squinted and focused at the distance, noting the silver hair of his prey as she slid into the building. A slight smirk played on his lips once more as he adjusted his attire and made his way to the front of the building. He did not approach the door immediately. Checking the time on the sign to that of what was on his watch, Galos took his time to cross the street and pick up a newspaper. He casually paid the man in excess, dropping ten dollars instead of the dollar or three it had cost, and simply took his time reading it as he waited for the pub to open.

    Once that time finally arrived, Galos stood, folding up the paper and sticking it under his arm. He strolled across the street without a care in the world, the only thing stopping him from causing a scene was the timing of his crossing as well as the crosswalk at his feet. The cars coming from the left had hit a light all of a sudden, and the cars on the right had the misfortune of dealing with a delivery truck trying it's damnest to get out of a thin alleyway. Galos pushed open the door and made his way over to the corner booth, far away from the door and tucked into the back of the establishment. Not moments after he sat down, a woman came up to him, a fake smile plastered on his face as she greeted him setting a menu down in front of him. "Hi, welcome to Irish Oir. My name's Meagan and I'll be serving you today. Can I get you anything to drink?"

    "Water," Galos answered simply, his voice soothingly low with a hint of something else, as if knowledge and power were creeping along behind the low notes of his speech, inflecting it with an mysterious flare. He was not done just yet, as Galos turned his gaze to Meagan. Immediately, he could see his effect on the woman, and he had not even gazed into her eyes yet. His features were certainly something to behold. For any normal mortal, he would be a modern day Adonis surely. His feature at the perfect mixture of smooth and rugged, his skin taking on just enough color to be seen as appealing, though this part was simply because of the sun's reaction to his pale flesh, his smooth, luscious black locks cascading down past his shoulders. But, Galos had to ensure his intended prey got his message, and despite Meagan's immediate attraction, he would not leave it just to her. For a split second, Galos' eyes changed, the rusty brown breaking away and leaving the red behind. In that sudden shift, Galos stared into Meagan's eyes, piercing her very soul. "I would greatly appreciate it if you could tell the owner of this establishment that I am interested in investing in the Irish Oir, if she is willing to discuss the details over my lunch."

    As the red was quickly re-buried under the rusted brown, something within Meagan's own eyes flared, before the light within her eyes dimmed ever so slightly. A lax smirk appeared on her face, and she nodded. "Of course sir. I will let her know." With that, Galos opened the menu, intending to at least play the part of a patron and glance over the bland, borderline inedible food presented to him. Meagan nodded again and, after stepping on air, made her way directly to Karie, with that same, lax smirk on her face....
     
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  3. Elyona

    Elyona Well-Known Member Member

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    Karie felt the hairs rise along the back of her neck as if a cold chill had swept through the door the last time it had opened. Her eyes shifted from the glass she dunked into the sanitation station to the entrance and frowned. She hadn’t heard the bells chime recently and the door was firmly shut. Currently, they had over a dozen of patrons come in for their lunch meal. Locals who had become accustomed to Cookie’s food and opted to enjoy some friendly company in their retirement rather than make food at home. There was always something extra in his food that they couldn’t quite figure out. Karie never had the heart to tell them it was simply extra spices, mainly salt.

    Still, she couldn’t shake off the feeling from earlier and the dream kept returning to her thoughts. He’s getting too close… Her mind whispered to her which made the young woman frown. You’d think her appearance would draw a different crowd than the elderly folk gathered inside for food and ale with her two toned hair, piercings and eyes that seemed to pierce through anyone’s armor in an instant rather than bring warmth to their hearts. But, they had watched her grow up from a small youth into a business woman after her father had passed away. The law couldn’t take the property as she’d just turned 16 two days prior to his untimely death. Karie blamed it on stress from the local thugs. His life insurance had paid them off and the remodel. She was now 22 and not a day went by that she didn’t miss the man deeply. She was just like him putting all of her earnings back into the business, which means she’d never left. She didn’t have any other family that she knew of, being they’d come from the continent when she was just a child. There was no one left alive who knew her origins.

    All of a sudden, Meagan appeared out of nowhere with an odd expression painted across her face. Already more aware than normal of her surroundings, this set Karie into alert mode. She began wiping her hands dry with a hand towel while eyeing the girl she’d known for the past four years. “Karie, there’s a really hot gentleman wanting to talk with you about investing in the pub,” Meagan looked flushed to her. “You, uh… doing ok Meagan? You look a bit… off,” she didn’t want to appear rude but then again, she wasn’t exactly known for subtleties.

    When she got literally no response other than that eerie grin, Karie heaved a sigh and wound the towel through a belt loop of her skinny jeans before making her way to the end of the counter. “Well! Show me where he’s sitting. Did he put in an order? Water? He comes to a pub and orders water. Make sure its tap.” Meagan pointed to the back corner booth and Karie pressed her lips firmly together. People wanting to buy her pub typically just wanted it for the land it sat on for other development plans. If this guy thought she was going to sweet talk him while handing over the keys to her life, he had another thing coming. Meagan was about to follow her when Karie shooed her to other customers. The girl kept that goofy grin plastered on her face which was just weird. This entire day was turning out to be weird.

    The menu was freshly printed out, and he could tell this was done each day ensuring the freshness of the food served here. Today was fresh crab salad with a minestrone soup to go along either turkey on rye or corn beef on sourdough. It didn’t matter how many times Karie told Cookie he had the breads backwards, the man didn’t care. His kitchen, his rules. She loved reminding him where his paychecks came from when he tried to impose his authority.

    Truth was, she was lucky to have him. He was the best head chef she could find and both he and she knew he was far underpaid. But it seemed, it didn’t matter to Cookie. This was home to him and he had no dreams of leaving to the big restaurants. The arrangement suited the two of them rather well. She put up with his rough demeanor and he ignored her strict expectations. Today, he was pissed. Even as her feet carried her closer to their elite guest, she could hear the pots and pans being banged around and winched. If he ruined another ladel or pot handle, she was going to start docking his paycheck. All of his hissy fit was over the lack of his precious onions that didn’t make it on today’s delivery truck. Damn man.

    Karie’s eyes settled onto the man’s dark hair as she slid her slender frame into the booth opposite him. “So, Mr… whoever you are. I hear you want to buy my….” Karie stopped dead and went paler than the sheet of white paper he held the instant she met his eyes. No… It cannot be! Every single fiber in her body told her to get up and run. It didn’t matter that the lunch rush was just getting underway when more people began streaming in. It didn’t matter that she owned this pub any more. His eyes were exactly like HIS. Her pupils enlarged while her nostrils flared. Karie had the look of an animal caught in the headlights of an oncoming vehicle in the middle of a highway.

    Logic kicked into gear, telling her that such was impossible. A man of her dreams simply did not exist in the real world. It told her all sorts of rationalizations she needed in order to slowly relax to the point where her heart at least wasn’t trying to climb out of her chest. His hair was different as was his attire. However, his facial features were extremely familiar as was the sensation of being this close to him, too familiar. It was like electricity flowed through the air between them. Much like it had in the dream, she was caught needing to flee but wanting to stay. “... pub.”

    Meagan came over like a lost little kitten who needed a home, giving the man a rather longing look with that stupid grin on her face. “Meagan, just bring him some soup alright?” Karie ordered for him as her hands began to clench beneath the table until she was certain her nails were trying to pierce her skin. The girl bobbed up and down before hurrying to place the order. No matter who this man was, he certainly had Karie’s undivided attention.
     
  4. Crazy Shady

    Crazy Shady Lazy Necromancer Member

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    Galos casually looked at the menu as he patiently waited for his prey to step into his booth. It was his environment at the moment. All of the elderly members of the establishment seemed to subconsciously avoid the booth he was sitting at, always putting at the very least a chair between them and him. Nothing about the well dressed man looked to be harmful or malicious, simply their brains telling them to do so for their own safety, however misguided or foolish that survival instinct may be. As Galos looked at the menu, there was nothing that actually caught his attention as something edible by him. He'd have to ingest it and throw it up later if he didn't want his palette to be muddied for the next few weeks. The thought sent a shiver down his spine, to collect such a rare specimen, only to have the taste bared from him because he could not remove this 'food' from his system quick enough.

    Luckily, he did not have to think on it for long. The guest he was waiting for arrived, sliding into the booth across from him. The menu was lowered, laying flat on the table to display himself to her. Her reaction was one of three he expected. One was for her to run, screaming. Leaving him with the job of catching her and... removing any obstacles that object to him doing so. The next was her being largely clueless, leaving herself wide open for his charisma to coerce her to enter servitude to him. But the third option, the most preferred option in this case, was the one where she knew who he was, but he brain defied her. Naturally, she would be on edge, panicked and scared. But she would wish to keep her cool, believing it to be coincidence. And only that. Which gave him the opportunity to have some fun. Galo had to hide a smile as Kari attempted to collected herself as option three ravaged her mind. Galos had to restrain himself from smiling at this, instead pulling back to a smirk, one that could be easily found on a man misinterpreting her body language and reaction.

    "My name is Mr. Saryn. And I have no intention of buying this pub," Galos said, a friendly smile being adopted on his face, as his sweet, deep baritone voice, the mystery seemingly coming out strong as a slight lift to the tone and inflection of each and every word. The worst part of it all, was that Galos knew that his voice behaving this way would remind her of the dreams, the inflection falling in line perfectly with the last few dreams. Galos couldn't help it, it was simply his desire oozing out through his words, hoping to entice whoever he was speaking to. "I find businesses that have potential, and once I do, I speak with the owner to unlock that potential. You can not tell me you have not dreamt of this place as more; adding something uniquely you to what I can only assume is a legacy without removing what is important."

    It seems his voice was working a bit too well.... and on the wrong person. As Meagan returned, Galos sighed internally. A single, weak gaze and she was fawning over him. Perhaps it would be best to take her as well, allow her to replace one of the other servants and give Galos even more leverage over Karie. As Karie assumed an authoritative position with Meagan, Galos smirked, before deciding it was time to play a little bit more with his treasure. "Do not blame her," Galos said. "I have that effect on people, which is why I prefer to ensure I know everything I need to know before I offer any investment. It's to keep my interaction with an owner's staff to a minimum. Otherwise, such an affliction can cause little things to go unobserved, and can lead to... unfortunate outcomes internally for the business."
     
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  5. Elyona

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    His voice called up every single moment of her dream, from waking on the cold, hard ground until she had placed her hand into his. His voice… beckoned to her despite the words he used. It was as if the rich tone implemented a message behind the reason he had stepped into her establishment. Karie looked as if she might dart at any moment, her eyes flashing from his mouth as those sensuous lips moved hoping to capture a glimpse at his teeth for confirmation. She saw no fangs and she wasn’t certain if it was relief or disappointment felt. Perhaps, both? Fingers tightened further until skin was at last broken. She felt herself pulled towards the space between them and leaned forward. It was as if he compelled her closer to seek actual physical contact.

    However, her state of being seemed to dissipate once her employee showed up. It then registered in Karie’s mind what the man had actually said. He didn’t want to buy the place, but simply invest in it. No doubt at a high percentage or stake of ownership, neither of which she would bother to consider. Yet, she at least would hear him out. She was already convinced he would receive her rejection, but she felt it would do him good to attempt in swaying her mind. That’s not all you want him to sway… Shut up! Kari’s mind fully snapped her out of the short reverie and her eyes flashed with hot, rising anger.

    “She’s not some doll that falls in love with any pretty face. Give her more credit than that,” Karie said in defending her friend, though she admitted to herself that Meagan’s behavior was strange. Once the other young woman was well out of the hearing vicinity, Karie rested back against the booth’s bench to stare at him. She saw him as a business predator who went for the easy kill, or in this case win. Her pride bristled just under the surface.

    “I’ve done fine on my own. You’re asking me what I’d like to change? Nothing,” she told him, knowing it was a partial lie recalling those bathroom tiles above and the shores of Italy she’d never gotten to walk down. “So, unless you are about to offer me something extraordinary, I think you can eat your soup, on the house, and go try to swindle someone else. Someone far more naive than me.”

    It was harsh and Karie knew it. It was her defensive mechanism when she was faced with something that troubled her or made her uncomfortable. This man did both for her. While her mind had all but persuaded her that this man sitting across from her was not the man from the dream, the more she gazed across the dark wood table at him, the more she began to doubt. Karie didn’t believe in coincidence and there were just too many with him. That instinctual ping all her customers were subconsciously feeling had now risen within her and the need for placing some distance between them provoked her next words.

    “Now, if you’ll excuse me… I believe I have some pints to fill. You are welcome to stay as long as you like. Let me know if the soup is to your liking.” It was her turn to give him a fake friendly smile, the one she used with younger men who felt flirting would earn them free booze. This was where she was supposed to get up and walk away, make her grand exit. Then, why was she still sitting there?
     
  6. Crazy Shady

    Crazy Shady Lazy Necromancer Member

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    Galos nearly stumbled over his own words when Karie's skin broke. The smell rushed out of the small wound and into the air of the establishment. It was heavenly, a divine scent that called back memories from centuries before, sipping his first taste of his sire's bottle of Tal'ren wine. Of galas and parties in which he danced across the floor and through political traps with equal ease, all while the food was laced with the blood of this line. It was almost too much. His teeth were aching to pop out and take a bit of something worthwhile. Galos steadied himself as subtly as possible, taking a sip of the water provided and exhaling shortly after, as if it was a bit too cold for him. Luckily, Karie took his mind off of the matter by defending her employee. Galos held up his hands as if to show surrender and countered. "I did not say that, nor did I mean anything... negative by that statement. I may do my research, but people are too complex to know how they would react to me," Galos says. "As I said, I prefer to minimize anything that would harm the business I wish to do."

    This 'lady', however seemed to be having none of it. Galos did not mind either way whether she reacted politely or like a bitch, so long as he could keep her talking... perhaps even get her to agree to move to a more private location. He would still have his fun and still get his prize. So he allowed her rude comments to come and go, timing her speech with his next set of actions. He pushed the soup aside as it was set down in front of him before reaching in to his coat. As Megan walked away and Karie accused him of swindling, Galos pulled from within a simple checkbook and pen. He started to write as she made excuses for why she wanted to leave his presence. And he ended before she could sit there for long enough to be awkward for her. Galos ripped the check out of the book, put it face down and slid it across the table. He waited for her to pick it up and look at the amount of one million United States Dollars. "I do not think you are a naive woman," Galos says rather bluntly. "And I do not make a habit of insulting the people I do business with. I simply ask for civil conversations and discussions on the matter instead of having a stereotype placed on me."

    "I am asking for twenty five percent profits per quarter," Galos said, heavy restraint being used to keep a smile down. "But If neither number pleases you, I am sure that if the two of us have a more... in depth conversation -perhaps without your employee hovering nearby- we could ensure that both of us end... satisfied." Perhaps that was a slightly poor choice in words. Considering her psyche during the dreams, she could take that the wrong way and ruin this charade all together. But it was not like Galos would return home without Karie. If she threw him out, then he would just have to do it the old fashioned way: see how she reacts to him letting himself into her home late at night, drowning her thoughts with a gaze, and carrying her through her corner.
     
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  7. Elyona

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    His words drew color into her cheeks. Karie watched as he scribbled something on a check and slid it to her side of the table. At first, she sat there staring at it before finally being curious enough to see what he thought was acceptable for an offer of her pub. Whatever her attitude was prior, the moment her eyes settled onto the actual sum of the check, Karie gently set it back down in front of her onto the table. Her face grew even more red as embarrassment settled across her expression. “I uh… apologize. The last few offers I received have left me guarded and bitter. It was not fair of me to place such on you or judge you like I did.”

    Her eyes moved across the information along the check. One million dollars? It was enough to buy her place outright three times and yet, it was a serious enough offer that brought humility to her features. Her face softened and the lines across her brows vanished. Karie looked to the man again sitting there waiting for her reply. Her hands moved beneath the surface of the table and fingers grew lax, flexing them out of necessity. She would have to tend to the small wounds later. Cutting limes later would be a bitch, but she would deal. Karie shifted uncomfortably where she sat and reached up to slide the check back across to his side. “Hold onto that for now. I think before you decide whether or not you’d like me to deposit that into the bank, I should show you my profit margins first. Please, follow me if you like.”

    She slid to the end of the booth and stood, waiting for any signal of him moving into motion to indicate he was indeed serious. Once he did begin to follow her, she yelled at Meagan to man the fort before moving to the door that lead back into the kitchens. She told Cookie, a man whose stomach proved his cooking was good, to help Meagan up front when needed while she was unavailable. The older man with a severe widow’s peak and sharp, aggressive eyes paused with what he was doing to watch his boss lead an extremely well dressed man towards the old office. He shook his head and continued dropping curds in making his own mozzarella balls from scratch. He never thought he’d see the day when she’d sell herself out like that, not understanding the situation clearly.

    Karie was keenly aware of his form behind her. Each step she took, she felt his gaze drop along her body. She was but a simple, small time business owner and he was clearly very well to do. The fact she even entertained the idea that he might be interested made her feel rather ashamed. He’d made it abundantly clear from the start, he was here for business. Shame… that shirt looks like it could slip right off him… Her eyes widened as she inhaled sharply. What was wrong with her? The large, thick wooden door looked aged and that it had seen better days. The frame of it was more recent and small chunks taken out near the handle told anyone that a robbery had been attempted within the last year. She had to use her hips to help ease the door open once she’d turned the knob and pushed inside.

    It was dark at first as she wove herself around the chair to behind the desk where she pulled on a chain to light up a lamp that illuminated the room surprisingly well. This used to be her father’s office and most of his decor was still hanging along the walls. Karie hadn’t the heart to ever tear it down. However, her filing system was current and up to date with a laptop sitting closed in the middle of the elaborate, corporate desk. She remembered when he’d bought it and how proud her father had been. It’d taken five men from the pub to haul it inside, as heavy as it was. There was little of her in the room other than a few books of no significance on a shelf. Karie moved to open the laptop and waited for it to go out of sleep mode. “It’s a small screen so if you wouldn’t mind, you’ll have to look over my shoulder.” The very thought of having this man close to her, as she settled into her rolling chair, made her bite the inside her her cheek to keep her in reality. That damn dream.
     
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    Galos smiled softly and friendly at Karie as she offered up her apology. Though he did feel like he deserved it, he had to play it off if he wanted things to keep falling into place while he played his little game. "I understand," Galos said, keeping that friendly smile on his face. "It would have been hard to reject an apology from you anyways." Now that he had her on the hook financially, he simply needed to see just how much work he would have to put in once he had drug her back to Tenebrae. His hand reached across the table and picked up the check, returning it and the checkbook back to whatever pocket was present within that suit's jacket. "I felt the price was right to allow for a bit of... wiggle room in the profit percentage," Galos said watching as Karie began to move. "But if you think that you do not make enough, then I can tentatively lower it." Galos moved a couple of seconds after Karie stood herself, giving the appearance he did not know exactly where she was about to take him to discuss.

    As she shouted to Meagan, Galos exhaled slightly, eyes flickering once more. Instead of the rust falling away, a slight shine left his eyes. Across the room, Meagan's eyes soon lit back up, the lax smile fading on her face as she processed the order that Karie had given her. Galos didn't need her anymore. And he certainly didn't need the chef to begin with. He reminded him of some of the appropriately named leech members of Households in Tenebrae. They simply grew fat and angry as they suckled what little bit of power they could from the house that put up with their shit. Sure, they may have one or two uses, but they were a drain for the most part. Cookie was just the same, Galos could tell both from his... research as well as just looking at the overweight man. By the look he had given Karie, Cookie would not be bothering them. Thus, Galos' eyes fell on Karie. the heavenly scent of her blood was still fresh and strong, perhaps stronger now that her hand was not gripped closed. As they approached the office, his eyes bored into Karie, the desire radiating off of the orbs in his skull as he fantasized about having her to drink at balls, galas, and business trips.

    The sudden darkness of the office tore his eyes off of Karie, bringing him back to the world. As she shuffled about the desk, Galos simply smirked. Though she could not see, Galos could see clearly. He took a few steps forward, shrugging off his jacket as his did so. The piece of the suit found itself elegantly draped over the top of a chair opposite the desk. He stepped back and closed the door in time with Karie turning on the lamp. As Karie casually started up the laptop -and mentioned the 'problem'- with it, Galos rolled up his sleeves a bit, in an effort to ensure he stayed cool while they stayed within this cramped space. "If you do not mind, I certainly don't," Galos said, rounding around the desk. He stood behind Karie for a moment, letting her bring up the relevant information, before finally leaning in.

    His head was next to her own, his left arm on the desk in front of them to stabilize him as he leaned forward, while the other wrapped around the top of the chair that Karie was sitting in. His voice would ring pleasantly in her ear whenever he spoke to ask this question or that of her profit margins, she could feel his breath on her cheek, feeling natural despite the fact that Galos was simply walking through the motions to mask the fact he did not need to breath. The heat of his body next to her's. And the occasional feeling of his eyes glancing away from the screen. Galos' game was going well. Except there was one problem: he was so unbearably close to her neck. His fake breathing was not even or steady as he thought about just leaning a little to the right and sinking his teeth in. His focus was divided, causing him to reply a bit later than normal and miss things that scrolled passed on the screen. He was looking at her neck, trying to see if he could find the perfect purchase for this angle. In truth, though he did wish to play with her in a similar manner, Galos certainly was not thinking about his game at this moment. The only thing truly on his mind was pure. Tal'ren. Blood.
     
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    The moment she heard the click of the door sound with the closing of the door, Karie felt herself draw in a slow breath and hold it. He’d removed his suit jacket and made his way around the desk to step behind her. It was like the very air around them began to spark with unspoken tension. The feeling among them only rose when he lowered down to observe the laptop screen with her. His nearness set every inch of her to tingle and it was hard for her to focus as she released that breath only to find the next one harder to take. Karie was so aware of his nearness that she nearly leaned her cheek against his for that final, actual contact. He asked her a question about the trend of her profits, making her lean away from him instead.

    “As you can see, I’ve been in the black the past couple of years and that business is steady but my profit margin is low due to investing it mostly back into the pub.” Who was she kidding? She rarely kept a penny for herself, paying for Meagan’s little brother’s medical bills when he was stuck by a bicycle and broke his arm in the fall. Or, when she sent Cookie’s banger to the shop to get new exhaust so that it no longer puffed out black smoke when he started it and tainted the air for a full block radius. She didn’t show him the itemized summary of her expenditures, for she felt it honestly was none of his business, but he would see that some months brought in less than others.

    He did it again, allowing his breath to flow across her skin and she knew his eyes kept drifting from the screen onto her. Was he merely sizing up the kind of woman she was? The room was starting to become warm and her mouth began to water. What would he think of her if she carried out the urge that was screaming at her inside? Karie reached up to tuck her hair behind her ear then toss it over her shoulder, the side directly where his face rested. She’d been natural enough in doing so. He also knew she’d made sure not to touch him in the process. He now had full view of the length of her smooth neck. Her skin was so pale and unblemished that he could see the tint of the most prominent of veins traveling up. Karie swore, if he leaned in and kissed her neck that all pretenses would fall away and she had no clue as to how far she would go.

    It didn’t matter if he was or wasn’t the man that plagued her dreams. He sounded like him, looked like him, hell… he even smelled like him. A shiver ran down her spine and she bit her lower lip hard. The contents of the screen blurred and she had forgotten what he’d just asked her.
     
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    It seemed Galos was right. At least, he was right prior to his bloodlust becoming so apparent. He had been around for so many years, centuries, millennia, he could have read the tension in the room as if it was fresh off of a press. However, at the moment, he could not. He was barely following along in the little performance they were both putting on for each other. And then she moved. Galos did shift out of her way as she flipped her hair completely and totally away from her neck, but she still managed to feel the smooth, sharp angles of his face by nudging it with her elbow. It was enough to give him his sanity back for a moment. Galos observed it all before the bloodlust returned, noting her own subtle advances. She had even given him clear access to her neck. It would be funny it not for the treasure underneath. Perhaps a bit of a tease as a reward for her playing along oh so well as deserved.... Galos moved. His lips went down, lowering to the pale skin of his prey. A single kiss was planted on top of the biggest vein he could see. His arms enclosed around Karie's form, gently but firmly moving to hold her. The heat of his breath roiled off of her skin as he exhaled, moving in for a second kiss as he held her. But it wasn't a kiss. Instead, Galos bit.

    For the briefest of instances, Karie would feel a pair of sparks. Twin jolts sinking into the nerves on the side of her neck. From there, her whole body would come alive, so many sensations all at once. The first, and perhaps the least comfortable, was the momentary increase in speed of her heart as adrenaline flooded her system. Her muscles reacted, tensing up throughout her entire body, out of anticipation instead of fear. Her breath caught in her throat and her vision began to blur, the telltale motes of multicolored lights beginning to come in to view in the distorted eyesight. But then, it stopped, her body going numb for a moment. The adrenaline simply disappeared, as far as her mind could tell, as the bolts that entered her neck delivered pleasure beyond her wildest imagination. The numbness subsided and the divinity of the action took hold. It was as if a burden had been released from her shoulders, she would feel at complete ease. She was absolutely floating, her body no longer registering the feeling of gravity on her body. Karie would surely feel as if she was floating far away from this world, wrapped in the comforts her nerves were telling her she was bathed in. Her nerves all grew increasingly sensitive, feeling every little thing that touched her. But the feelings were distorted, in a pleasant way. Instead of feeling uncomfortable and rough, the denim of her jeans felt like soothing sand gently caressing her form. The rough apron felt like a goose feather pillow, keeping her afloat. The cool, soft silk of Galos’ sleeve as it brushed against her flesh had a heavenly feel to it, as if an angel graced her with one of it’s feathers. The air about her felt cool, comfortable, and welcoming. Breathing it in would give her additional sensation of the clarity and crispness she would have never tasted before.

    It would feel like an eternity suspended over this peak before Karie would finally be released from her pleasure, despite only a few moments having actually passed. A tingling sensation slowly overtook her body edging in from the tips of her fingers and toes and working up towards the point of entry on her neck. The stars dancing in front of Karie’s eyes slowly began to fade, nearly blinding her with the seemingly harsh glare of the light about. Her breathing sputtered, already missing what her body perceived as clear and steady breathing and adjusting to compensate for its loss. The feeling of her heart beating from adrenaline and the tension of her muscles remained, but only for another moment. Her heartbeat slowed and the tension released, leaving Karie lightheaded and weak in the knees.

    At some point during that exchange, Galos had lifted Karie out of the office chair and sent it rolling away, closing the gap between them. He had then fully embraced her, holding her shivering form against his own as they both experienced pleasure. However, the pleasure that Galos felt was quite different that his most recent meal's. The pleasure of being sated matched perfectly with a divine flavor unable to be compared to anything else danced on his tongue and flooded his fangs. Once he was finally done, he removed his fangs from Karie's neck, allowing her to come back to reality. His grip loosened and he gently leaned her forward, allowing the desk to hold her weight instead of his arms or her legs. It was the bare minimum he could do for such an exotic treat.... Perhaps he could indulge her as well.

    And that is exactly what the vampire did. Taking Karie into his grasp once more, Galos moved the young woman's lower body around enough that he could reach the button and zipper of her jeans. A pair of fingers landed on either side of the bottom of the zipper and slowly began to follow it up to the top. The first to go was the button, flicking it open with ease. The next was the zipper itself, slowly going down until it reached it's end. The following step was the one that Galos' turned to a bit of a scowl. The jeans were entirely too tight. His fingers looped into the waist line of them and pulled, trying to guide them off of her body. The problem was that, alone, it was proving to be a bit of a challenge for him to do without simply ripping them apart. He didn't want to have to parade her through his home without any pants... at least not on her first day. But finally, Galos managed to lower the jeans enough that he could get the access he needed. A hand slipped between Karie's legs and began to gently rub and massage her sensitive folds through the fabric of her panties, ensuring that the tip of his middle finger started on her clit for the sole purpose of teasing her.
     
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    For all of their dancing, it had been a short one. Karie could hardly believe when he’d taken the bait, the flirtatious sign given. His lips pressed to her skin and it was as if they were transported elsewhere. Her office disappeared in her mind as her eyes closed tight. He embraced her, drawing to be near and she felt him hesitate for a moment. Karie was relieved she hadn’t been made a fool, that she had seen the signs and read him correctly. He’d wanted this and to be desired by him… Karie shivered when she felt his breath grow heavy with his mouth drawing near for a second time to kiss.

    There was the quick exhale of a surprised gasp before her body lurched forward, only to be kept in place by his arms. There was panic as her eyes shot wide open for the sensation of his bite was so acute. Karie’s mind quickly began to put all the pieces of the puzzle into place. It was Him… He felt the tension spring into her body as her muscles sought to reject what was happening. The delivery of ecstasy was too much. But then, everything seemed to fade away for her. In that brief moment, her eyes stared off into a nothingness as the world, even herself became of brilliance and void. There was one large intake of air into her lungs before her breathing grew shallow and steady. She relaxed back against him as the flow of her blood continued.

    Karie focused on nothing and yet she felt and knew everything. It was in this moment that she found a kind of deliverance. No more struggles of her mundane life, no more responsibilities holding her back, nothing to keep her mind distracted from her true desires. He opened her to a world she’d never encountered. The very air she breathed in became complex, as did the sensation of everything that touched her. She could smell the dust in the corner and the empty chip bag in the waste bin. She could feel her clothes brushing her skin that only made her want to run her fingers along her own arms, but he was already doing so. There was pleasure in each of these things, but mostly how his fingers drummed along the outline of her flesh. Was this what the dream had been drawing her towards? Bliss.

    Sadly much like each of those dreams, Karie woke up out of the reverie to the harsh world of reality around her. She nearly sobbed and was grateful that he held her up in his strong arms. The chair had fallen away and she felt him pull her up to his chest. Her hands lay flat on the desk and her fingers sought to curl, scratching lines into its wooden surface. He felt her shoulders shake against him while he moved to rest her against the furniture’s support. Karie felt as if her strength had been sapped away and wouldn’t have been able to stand on her own if he’d let her go.

    So when her hand moved to his wrist, there was hardly any resistance given when he opened the front of her pants and lowered them to seek another object of his desire. He cupped the heat between her legs and touched the button that had grown painfully sensitive while he drank. Her body twitched back into him as her ass dug into his groin. It was partial seeking retreat from the severe enjoyment, the rest was her body’s natural reaction to his caress.

    “We shouldn’t…”
    she heard herself say. Part of her instinct still fought to rise to the surface, not yet quieted completely. Karie knew she wanted him to bite her again, just as she knew if he stripped her bare, she would give in to him right there on her father’s desk. She licked her lips and found them trembling. In fact, her entire body shook as his fingers continued their sweet tortures. While she stated one thing, her body told him another. The need and want were quickly becoming one. All his efforts seemed to be panning out, as long as no one knocked on the office door.
     
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    "But we will," Galos stated, all of the power and authority of the Saryn household as well as as the raw charisma of his kind being contained into three little words. When he could feel how her heat had be reacting to this all through her panties, Galos knew there was no point delaying her gift and his pleasure. One of his hands went to the small of her back, pressing down with enough strength that she would not be able to move from that exact spot even if she tried. He did not want her second guessing it all. She would get what her body demanded of him. Galos' free hand moved back and expertly undid the simple leather belt and the button underneath. As soon as the zipper fell, Karie would feel her reward.

    As she squirmed back into his crotch, she would feel the parted pants and the bulge underneath. It was massive against her petite ass. Galos's free hand lowered his pants and undergarments quickly, not letting them fall completely to the floor. The moment his boxers fell out of the way, the monster that Karie was about to recieve sprung out, slapping against her ass. The member stood a proud nine inches tall and was easily as wide as three of his fingers. He bounced it around on either cheek, making sure she knew full well what she had accepted. But, before the fun could begin, there was something still in the way. An idea appeared in his head, one that would kill two birds with one stone. Galos adjusted his stance, allowing his dick to occupy the space between her legs, just on the other side of the fabric from her dripping core. Then, Galos did something seemingly unrelated: he used his own fang to pierce his lower lip. A small trickle of blood ran along his lip, simply sitting there for the most part.

    With all of the preparations ready, Galos acted. He moved quickly, fluid motions setting everything into place. The hand on Karie's back shot down and grabbed her panties by their waist band. His other hand shot forward, sinking it's fingers deep into her silver locks. And in an instant, both were pulled, the panties much more fiercely than the hair. Karie was soon removed of her undergarments and brought to a standing position. Galos pulled her hair even further back, adjusting it so he could have access to her face. He forced a kiss on her lips, allowing the blood to flow into her mouth. His hand released her hair and went to her throat, massaging it and forcing his blood down. Then, something he knew would have a bad effect on her began to happen. His eyes began to fall apart. The rusty brown fell away as he started into her eyes, into her very soul. When he finally broke the kiss, satisfied that the blood has been consumed, a command rung out loud and dominating in her head: you will not spit out anything you are given. Galos held the stare for a long while, making sure he put extra effort into dominating the Tal'ren, who's blood served as a slight resistance to a Vampire's Gaze.

    Finally satisfied, Galos released his gaze, and pushed Karie forward, back onto the desk. Immediately, the order made perfect sense, as the ruined and wet panties found a new home as they were shoved unceremoniously into her own mouth. Galos did not wait to see if his order took effect. If she screamed, then that meant that the bar would die and he would have to think up a punishment for her already. As soon as the panties were in Karie's mouth, the hand that delivered them grabbed her hair once more. As he was depositing the panties, his hips were shifting back, teasing her with the girth and length of his member running over the entrance of her folds. However, Galos' timing was impeccable, for as soon as his hand found it's way back into her hair, his head was perfectly aligned with her pussy. In unison, Karie's upper body was picked up, forcing her to arch her back and Galos' massive dick was forced all the way into his new toy without any signs of stopping. He did not even pause for her to get used to him, and instead began the process of pulling back to allow for another powerful and deep thrust.
     
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    His words wrapped around her before sinking in deep into her soul. There was no question now as to whether or not they would experience each other beyond numbers on a screen long now forgotten. Karie hadn’t even noticed how the laptop had somehow gotten closed and moved to the side. Her only thoughts were his words and his touch. He pinned her to the desk and she held her breath, listening to him undo his pants. She tried to think, but it was simply impossible at this point. Her body wanted him desperately and he seemed willing to give her what she needed most.

    He felt pressure as her ass lifted beneath his hand, a direct reaction to feeling what lay beneath his underwear. Karie had never felt this raw, primal need to be with a man before, never felt the heat building so hot inside that needed only one thing to quench it. He’d felt it with how wet her panties had soaked up her arousal. He’d felt it with the way her body tried to arch and continue to entice him with her ass rubbing against his front. “Oh my god…” she silently mouthed when he finally let his cock loose against her cheeks, bouncing it off to let her know exactly what she hoped to enjoy. Another shiver ran through her entire body at the mere hint of what that might feel like inside her.

    She felt his fingers mix into her hair and her mind toyed with images that bordered on prophetic. They curled and tugged harshly until she felt her back against his solid chest and the uncomfortable pressure along an inner thigh as he simply tugged her panties from her. To say she was quiet would be an understatement. Karie had cried out in surprise and delight. She’d never been with a man this… powerful, before. Her lips were all too eager to meet his, though she hardly noticed the coppery, thick liquid of his blood dripping from his lip until it was too late. Her tongue massaged along the piercing, as if it were so natural for her to do. The taste was spice but also sweet, a flavor that she simply devoured with a few flicks in taste.

    Karie hadn’t the knowledge to understand what would happen to her next. He was simply a man she just happen to know from her dreams. He was a wealthy investor that wanted to capitalize on an opportunity. He was a man who just so happen to share the sentiment of chemistry between them. To her, he was still human. So when the blood seeped under her tongue and absorbed into her system, the effects were immediate. The more blood of his he coaxed with his fingers on her throat, to travel down its path, the greater the effects became. It was as if his finger was still circling against her clit, causing her to orgasm but not stopping there. It felt as if he’d made her cum several times all at once and it just kept going.

    Her eyes shot wide and she heard the words spoken directly into her mind. He saw her eyebrows grow close as she seemed confused as to how that was possible. She felt the urge to obey him as easily as to take her next breath. Yet, he saw that his power was taking its time to finally win her will over. Was it perhaps the Tal’ren blood that made her immune to the full efforts he delivered to her? Even if it was, he saw how her mind melted as her body took over again as the pleasure his blood gave was far more than any known human drug. He was certain she would obey.

    He heard the tilt of muffled laughter after he shoved her torn panties into her mouth. Karie even reached up to ensure they were secure as he simply grabbed her hair and bent her over the desk again. That laughter was instantly turned into a sudden moan loud enough it echoed inside the office despite her panties, when he set himself to thrust into her. He felt the resistance of the tightness her pussy provided. He’d made her extremely wet and his blood caused her body to relax so that she would welcome him all the way inside. Her jaw hurt with how wide her mouth had opened. To feel herself so filled, so stretched by this man of her dreams went beyond any comprehensible words. There was that tilt of her ass again, her lower back curving to arch closer against him. Oh, she wanted it and cried out her joy when he continued to reward her with another powerful thrust.

    The desk shifted forward a little and Karie found herself reaching forward, above her head to simply hold on. She was pressed to it tightly and entirely at his mercy. There was pain at the fronts of her legs as he pressed quickly against her, the edge of the desk digging into her thighs. Karie didn't seem to mind. He had given her another taste of this thing she never thought she would find again. Bliss.
     
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    Thump. Thump. Thump. Despite the speed and the force, Galos was keeping a steady rhythm as he impaled repeatedly. Her cervix was surely already bruising from the power that he was shoving the monstrous member in with. Based on the sounds she was making, he doubted she would mind it. At least, she wouldn't mind it while it was still happening. The only concern either of them should have was the desk. With how it was moving, Galos wondered if it could be heard, scrapping across the floor in a rhythmic fashion. He did not care if they guessed what was happening. He wouldn't see any of them again. Except for perhaps the waitress. In fact, Galos chose to make sure the rhythm was heard. The speed and power of his thrusts picked up even more, pushing the desk a little bit further compared to before. The only thing keeping him from sliding out and thrusting into air -or worse- was his length and the fact that the desk hadn't moved that much yet. The only thing he cared about was the screams. Too many of those and people may get the wrong idea.

    And Galos was in complete control of the situation. With his bloodlust sated, a different kind formed. The kind more interested in conditioning and pain. She was entirely too loud for the place they were in. And though, if they were anywhere else, Galos would be forcing more of those beautiful sounds out of her throat and through the panties, he needed to make sure that the fatass in the kitchen did not come marching up to check on her. The hand on her hip shot forward and wrapped around one side of her throat, partially blocking her windpipe from gaining air. But that still did not seem to be enough to silence Karie to the point the panties absorbed all of the sound. Galos scowled behind her, and his hand left her hair, wrapping around the other side of her throat. Both hands tightened in unison around her throat. Years of practice told him at just what point would be best to snap a person's neck or to keep them just a few points of pressure away from being unable to breath. Karie was subjected to the latter, as her windpipe was being crushed under his grip.

    Karie would be left at the edge of consciousness, causing every little feeling ignite into an inferno. Even the blood ingested seemed to have a second wind due to the lack of oxygen, the last remnants inside of her burning slower because of the restricted airflow. She was mostly a puddle in his hands. Anymore and she would be troublesome to work with moving forward. Thus, Galos's seemingly eternal thrusts finally ended and the grip on her throat was completely removed. Galos slowly removed his cock from her snatch, grabbing the chair and bringing it behind him. His free hand grabbed Karie's hair and drug her down as he sat. Galos reached forward and pulled the panties out of her mouth before using the same hand to frame her jaw and force her mouth open. Soon after this, her head was led to his cock, giving him ample access to slide the monster in. With that, he waited for her to come to her senses and take the hint.
     
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    It didn't matter that her breasts began to hurt, or that her face would occasionally bump against the surface of the desk. Karie was experiencing such sheer pleasure that she wasn't even sure what year it was anymore. His cock simply took and took more as she lay there over the piece of furniture not giving a single protest. As if such were possible. The panties were becoming soaked with how her mouth watered each time he slid into her depths. She cried out each time he hit against the barrier of a wall buried in her pussy. No man has ever fucked her like this, none had even come close with how merciless he drove into her.

    His fingers reached out to wrap around her throat and one hand lifted up to try to pull it free. She ended up just holding onto his wrist for as much good that did. His other hand joined and this time her eyes flew open with a bit more clarity. Thrust after thrust sent bursts of light through her sight as he sent waves of ecstasy through her. Karie didn't know it was his blood doing this as she tried to pry both his hands from her throat as it was becoming so difficult to breathe. His goal was achieved as her eyes slowly began to close. Her as was becoming so rosy from his hips bumping into her. She really wished her pants had been entirely removed. The desire to spread her legs wider seemed important for some reason.

    Cookie stood out in the kitchen and lifted his head up as if trying to figure out where that sound was coming from. He waddled over to his radio and turned it down as it blasted out some cheesy 70's disco. "No fucking way..." he cursed out loudly and turned the knob to turn the volume up nearly all the way. His head shook in disgust as he realized his boss lady was fucking the suit in her office. Her father would be ashamed, he thought to himself and went back to preparing the rest of the lunch orders before he'd have to start the prep for the dinner rush. He had a mind to ask her for a raise tomorrow when she came downstairs in the morning. Yea, he knew he deserved one.

    Karie was nearly clawing at his hands leaving small red marks along his skin, when they slowly grew lax. He was keeping her barely conscious in order to be forced to enjoy. No more fighting much less thinking. It seemed, the moment she succumbed to her fate of bliss that he stopped and pulled out of her. Gone were the panties and his hands and the gasp was loud as she sucked in the first true breath of air that felt like an eternity since the last one. It was more painful than his hand on her hair, yanking her down until she fell onto her knees before him. Her face was mere inches to his tip where he sat expectantly.

    Her vision cleared with the sudden return of oxygen, enough to focus on the throbbing, bouncing cock that stood so proudly in the air and slightly in her mouth. Her jaw was sore from making sure she didn't gag on her panties so him prying it open made her wince. Her knees shifted, which rubbed her thighs together and rolled her clit between her swollen, red nether lips. He watched her body coil slightly as the pleasure of the motion flowed through her. Her chest was lifting, heaving as she sought to regain her breath before tasting his giant self.

    Karie reached up with a hand, palm curving around the base of his length as fingers closed in around his shaft. He was slick from having delved so ferociously in her pussy, which made it so easy to stroke him. He'd feel her thumb seek to explore his ridge that first glide up. When she felt him flex hard under her grasp, Karie lowered her mouth until he felt the entrance into her throat. Her tongue lashed out, tasting herself on him and nearly whimpered. She tasted sweet and he felt good between her actual lips, despite the need for air again. He felt her mouth close tighter as she sought to pull back up. Karie felt his hand press the top of her head so she would have to move back down. The motion wasn't tender and he breached the narrow opening of her throat just a little. Her muffled voice made her response unintelligent as she simply slid her hand up when her mouth lifted back to the width of his head.

    He was a beast, she was convinced. He knew exactly how to touch her to make her want to continue. Her body still shook occasionally, but the sensations of her own pleasure began to wane. It allowed her to focus on getting her breathing right while seeking to return the favor. There was just so much of him. Her mouth twisted in the opposite direction than her hand, ensuring her teeth remained away from him. Where her tongue touched and he twitched against it, she focused on each time she passed over the spot. Every ridge and bulge along his shaft for as long as she could fit him in, Karie continued to taste. He dictated how fast or slow she went, by the reaction his cock had to her attention. The more he twitched, the faster she went until her head began to move along him at a quicker pace. She alternated directions until she felt him grow harder. Was such a thing even possible? She had to open her mouth wider and her enthusiasm had him moving deeper past her mouth and somewhat down her throat until blowing him became noisy, sloppy even. When she knew he was going to orgasm, she doubled those efforts until he gave her what she desired. She needed to know what he tasted like, needed to drink every last drop from him even if it meant licking and suckling every last bit to swallow it down into her belly.
     
  16. Crazy Shady

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    Galos was not sure whether to be pleased or concerned over the ferocity and skill that Karie was showing to his member. On the one hand, it was one less thing he had to train into her. On the other, it showed that perhaps he rewarded her a bit too much and woke something up he didn't want to release just yet. Regardless of what he thought, Karie was overachieving for the goodness she was about to drink. Galos pushed down even further down on the top of her head when he felt himself getting close, burying his member into her throat. She had earned it in her mouth, not on her face.

    It had been some time since he had taken a servant to satisfy this particular desire. Entirely too long, if he were to look back on it now. A load months in the make was waiting for her. When Galos's cock finally twitched to signal his release, the back of Karie's throat was coated with his thick semen. His hand gradually began to lose pressure on her head as he came, resulting in his head to slide out of her throat's opening and into her mouth proper. He kept his hand on her head for a majority of it, making sure that all of it was released inside he mouth. When the worst was over was when his hand moved, allowing her to get her breath before she would clean him. His dick slid free of her mouth once his load had been delivered, but still stood somewhat erect inches from her lips.

    Galos lazily looked down to Karie, watching as she coped with the excess cum in her mouth. What surprised him the most was how she handled it, able to get all of it down without spilling a drop. As she worked on cleaning his cock of the residual cum, Galos couldn't help but to think on that fact. This Tal'ren was a freak, something that he could definitely use against her. When he decided she was done, Galos leaned forward and brought her gaze him to him. With a slight pat on the cheek, Galos spoke. "Good girl," he said, the tone of his voice easily mistakable for praise and him otherwise being impressed. "But you want more, don't you?" Galos did not wait for an answer, however, as his hand left he cheek and collected his pants, bringing them up in one motion as he stood and fastening them once more.

    He walked away from Karie, towards a corner of the room and kept his back turned to her, letting her find her own way to her feet. In the corner, Galos quickly and deftly made the markings on either side of the corner that would bring him back to his estate. With the markings placed, he turned back to her and went to grab his suit jacket. With all of his belongings in hand, or close enough for him to grab, Galos gestured for her to go to the corner, hoping the idea of more sex against the wall was enough for her to do so without question. "Go on," Galos commanded simply, wanting her to bring herself closer to him and the corner so there would not be any resistance for what came next.
     
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    Karie licked her swollen lips clean after she’d fallen to brace herself with her hands up on the floor. There was a bit of shock running through her after drinking the man’s pleasure. It hadn’t been a small amount and the taste hadn’t been unfavorable either. Her throat felt wide, so swallowing felt odd as her throat had to close further than normal before the motion of the swallow could occur. The effects of his blood were beginning to wear off already. Her skin felt on fire, though she had no knowledge that her body was fighting to burn off his blood quickly. It was a natural, innate defense mechanism of her lineage, to protect their kind from his. She was human, only a special kind… one his kind craved above all.

    He’d had her meet his eyes and she wasn’t certain what was held within them. He praised her verbally, but had he really been pleased with her? Doubt seeded and spread through her mind as he stood up and pulled up his trousers to fasten them back into place. Galos walked away and the impulse came to her. One hand lifted from her office floor towards him in the trail of his presence, grasping at the air near his ankles. Did she want more?

    She’d never done this before, never had a man so thoroughly use her like this after minutes of just meeting. Hell, she’d never sucked a cock like that either, for that matter. To suddenly realize what was hiding deep down inside her scared her, the proof venturing out as a shiver that shook her body good. The hand sitting empty in the air rose further to wipe her mouth off on the back of its palm. Her mind was clawing its way to the surface as one last tingle sparked between her legs. What had she just done?

    “I... “ She couldn’t bring herself to say another word. Her body still craved him even when her cheeks flooded with the evidence of her embarrassment. Pushing off with the hand that had remained on the floor, she moved to stand in a near state of outward numbness. She ached, both in being sore from the force of their sex and due to wanting to feel satisfied by him again. His voice caused her to look around the office towards him and he saw the confusion there with the creasing of her brow. “Go where?” Once her pants were pulled up and buttoned, Karie took a few steps towards him.

    There was this natural magnetism pulling her to seek being near him. It was inexplicable and she knew she was powerless against it. Karie wondered if she should grow concerned as she came to rest standing beside him. He saw her expression filled with apprehension, curiosity, desire, longing, overwhelmed.
     
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    Galos smiled at Karie's features as she stepped to his side. The smile on his face was not the kind one that Karie and Meagan had fallen victim to. Instead, it was one of victory, dominance, and malicious intent. With a simple step back, he put himself between Karie and the door, leaving her in between him and the corner. His hands fell to her shoulders, gripping firm but not painfully. "Go home," he declared, before he shoved Karie backwards. However, instead of connecting oddly with the corner, Karie would feel a much different feeling than simply bouncing off of plaster. Instead, gravity took hold as she went reeling back. For a brief moment before her back hit the ground, Karie would see that Galos was replaced with a cold stone wall, specifically the corner of one.

    Karie would find herself mostly on cool dirt, with her feet pointedly tapping against hard stone. The first thing she would see once she recovered from the push was the fact that there was sky above. Except it was different. The deep, beautiful blue of the sky was not there. Clouds were not present, but instead it was as if the color itself was replaced with a slate grey color. Hanging high in the sky, just where the sun would normally be during this time, was something different. It LOOKED like a sun, but instead of a bright burning ball in the sky, it looked eclipsed. There was a faint roiling on it, like fire moving about, but it was purely black save for a dull, white corona around it. Before she could get a better look at the sky in above her, something else came into her view. A man, seemingly dressed in some sort of butler esque uniform was looming over her.

    Something was clearly off about this man. Overall, he looked rather normal, as if he was simply some college student working a job. However, the light in his eyes was clearly gone and on his face hung a smile that was quite reminiscent to the one Meagan had plastered on her face earlier. Except this one was less... restrained. It was not a creepy smile in and of itself, simply that it seemed as if the man was high and thoroughly relaxed. His gloved hand reached down to Karie, stopping a respectable distance away. It was as if he was genuinely wishing to help her to her feet.

    And that was when another sensation graced Karie's body. the feel of a rough, earthy substance began to wriggle against her skin. It crawled about, attempting to climb onto her or wrap around one of her appendages. The feel of her hair being lightly pulled accompanied this as something attempted to grip her hair only for it to slip out. If she stole a glance about her, she would see she was in some sort of garden.... and root-like vines were moving towards her specifically. But despite how hard they tried, she seemed to be just far enough away from the sources of most of them to be properly grabbed. Those that were not overextending to grab her had managed to begin to wrap around one of her wrists, feebling pulling against her with some vigor. Certainly not enough to move her, but if more were to connect and grab, it was apparent she would be dragged into whatever awaited her in the foliage.

    Galos stepped through the corner shortly after, adjusting his coat over his arm. Karie did not even have to see Galos to innately know that he was with her in this new world. Deep within her, she could feel that raw, predatory instinct that he exuded. It was not enough to strike fear into her in and of itself, but it was like the gravity simply increased when he entered the area. A slight click echoed out for the briefest of seconds, as if a door's lock was turned. "Welcome to my estate, Karina Joslei Stranovich of the fabled Tal'ren bloodline," Galos said, his tone dripping with venom and mockery. "And welcome to your new life."
     
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    Was this man coming closer to steal an after session kiss? Hope beat strongly within her heart as she saw Galos move to stand closer. His hands reached up and took a hold of her with their strong grip. Only, he didn't pull her in as she had previously thought. Instead, Galos shoved her backwards and out came a high pitch of protest. The wall never came, though the feeling of helplessness did. Fear of the unknown stomped the hope out of her to shine forth brightly. Karie felt herself hit against solid ground and instantly sensed she was no longer in her office. She wasn't even in her pub, or her city.

    "Oomph!" The sound came when the breath was knocked out of her in the fall. She blinked several times as the very air around her smelled differently. Her eyes lifted from the odd looking stone wall, to that of the sky above her. Lips parted as jaw dropped and Karie stared in astonishment over what she saw. Talk about not needing shades ever again... Her inner voice seemed to process what was happening faster than she did. This place was foreign to her, and yet... familiar on some level. It was as if she'd been here before, but the details were fuzzy. Reminds you of the dream doesn't it? A scowl crossed over her face when she closed her jaw shut with a loud snap.

    A face broke her upwards gaze and she drew her head away from them at first. It wasn't Galos but some other man who reached out to give her a helping hand to stand. That's when she felt it, stirring around her that sounded dangerous to her ears. She shrieked and began to wiggle to get away from the vines she now saw moving as if they were alive. But they were alive. "Oh hell no," she said under her breath as she moved onto her elbows. The hand stretching out became the better option.

    "Welcome to my estate, Karina Joslei Stranovich of the fabled Tal'ren bloodline... And welcome to your new life."

    Kari stopped her hand mid way to reach for the butler looking man's hand when Galos stepped out and spoke her full, true name. Her eyes widened and her mind began to race. That name hadn't been heard of in years, since she was a child. She used an alias when they moved from her homeland. Gone was the cordial business man, to be replaced with someone, something she was unfamiliar with. And yet, it felt like... him.

    Karie began to panic and struggle, trying to rip her wrist free from the vines. She squirmed along the ground and tried to use her feet to push her back along the ground away from him. This was just not happening to her and she was determined to get as far away from this as possible. The desire to return home far outweighed any connection she felt they had.
     
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    Galos was reveling in Karie's despair, lording it over her that she had fallen for his little game. Though it was enjoyable for him, it was simply something he had considered would be a possibility to get her swayed to his side. Her blood was magnificent and coupling that with a supple body and the raw panic she was exuding to this new world was exactly what Galos was hoping for. Granted, his decision for her wouldn't have changed if she was a man. He simply would have to continue reverting to the near annoying compliance and servitude from the servants for his more baser needs. As if on cue, another servant entered the scene, carefully stepping around the beds of vines to reach the master of the house's side. She had that same look on her face at the butler man did, but Galos seemed to pay neither of them any mind, including when the lady servant took his coat off of his arm for him.

    After a few moments of watching the struggle, Galos grew a bit bored with this show. He didn't want to tire himself out over this pleasure too quickly. Thus, he strode purposefully over to Karie, his speed certainly unnatural as he reached down and grabbed Karie under the arms and immediately lifted her up off of the ground, vines tearing from the sudden pickup. His hands removed themselves from their positions, and one immediately found a momentary place on Karie's cheek. It was powerful and definitely restrained, stopping short of knocking teeth out but staying at the point where her jaw would be stinging for a little more than a few moments. With the slap delivered, Galos grabbed her chin and yanked her face back towards him. Forcing her to look at him. This time, he did not bother allowing his eyes to rest. She would get the true picture of the man she wanted to fuck so badly. His eyes were not swirling, not after eating, but the dull brown was fading, giving way to a markedly rust red color.

    "If you choose to struggle, but you will listen to my words, else you will be without clothes much sooner and much longer than I had planned," Galos said, his grip making sure she did not move as he savored the emotions in her eyes. "You are mine now. You forfeited your freedom by offering your neck to me and ingesting my blood. Am I understood?" Galos waited for a moment, holding her in place like that for the longest of time to make sure his sentiment set in without the use of his gaze. When it was finally done, Galos released her from his grasp. "Ensure that the Corners are strictly watched. I do not want to have to hunt her down again...." Galos said, more towards the servants. After a brief pause, he added, this time making sure his words were specifically for Karie. "Though I would not mind returning to that pub and seeing just how long it takes for the fatass to deflate and for the whore to beg for something other than a cock... if it comes to that."
     
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