Leila Rebecca Vixen
Human
Pet ? Talon Mathers
Indulgence ? Entertainer
played by reesa [/size][/i][/center]
Sticks and Stones may Break my Bones, But Chains and Whips Excite Me
Posts: 14
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Post by Leila Rebecca Vixen on Dec 9, 2012 2:17:42 GMT -5
Vix had crashed at Talon’s place last night. Why? Because she hadn’t felt like heading back to her own place and blah, blah, blah. Whatever. She knew technically that most “pets” stayed with those that they “worked for” but Vix didn’t do that shit and Talon didn’t ask her to. She supposed if he did ask she’d have to but fuck that. She had her own place and she’d happily keep it, just like she’d happily keep her job, thank you very much. She was still trying to keep up appearances as a blue vamp, have some sense of freedom.
As long as Talon didn’t let that hat out of the bag, the bastard. That was why she was here, wasn’t it? Blackmail. She hated that shit. But that was why she was also his freaking pet, doing shit for him all the time. She hated doing shit for him and knowing she didn’t have a damn choice about it, though she bitched about it the whole damn time. Not that he seemed to give a damn, if anything it seemed to amuse the hell out of him.
She stretched out from where she laid, mostly bare…partially because she slept that way and partially because there was a reason she had crashed here over night. See, that part she didn’t mind. Call her a hypocrite but that man was hot, and she couldn’t help herself. Besides, she enjoyed his confidence, she hated when dudes had no confidence or pretended not to. And Talon never pretended jack shit, so it made it more entertaining for her. Besides, she knew that she was hot so why shouldn’t she get something out of this bum deal. Well it was a bum deal if you asked her.
The human gal stretched out some more, arching her hands over her head, kicking her feet out, basically going out as long as she could. Some things popped and she enjoyed that feeling. It was nice to stretch out, work out kinks, and all that other shit. She had no wounds that would stretch out and send zings of pain through her and usually that disapointed her a little because of her little kinks, but she was a little half asleep right now, so she wasn’t really thinking about that at all. She was just focused on waking up her stupid limbs.
She assumed Talon was still asleep. She didn’t really care. She hadn’t actually asked if she could crash here the night before. But she assumed he wouldn’t have a shit fit about it. She just hadn’t felt like going home. The moon shone through the window next to her and she smirked. Weird to be all nocturnal and shit. She basically had been before because of her love of the nightlife but it was weird to be full time now. But she didn’t mind it. Her work had her out most of the night, so she had slept all day before, so it wasn’t really anything different.
Speaking of work, she didn’t have to do that tonight. She had the night off. Which part of her was disappointed about, because she had certain people she would enjoy seeing to get that fix she had missed when she had stretched, but the other part was happy to have a day to laze about. So that was what she was going to do. The question was whether she felt like going home to laze about. Then again, staying here left her open to having to do shit for the cocky bastard.
Vix sat up suddenly, with no ceremony. Usually when she was awake, she was awake. All she needed to do was stretch. She didn’t feel like doing shit but she didn’t feel like walking back. Shit. Okay, she was going to make herself breakfast—courtesy of Talon’s fridge—and then worry about what she was doing after that. Yeah, that sounded like a plan to her. She yawned, closing her icy blue eyes and covering her mouth absently with her hand. Yeah. Plan to her.
The girl stood and stretched lazy, not caring about just how many of her tattoos showed, and then bent to scoop up a button down man’s shirt. It was hers, thank you very much. She had worn it haphazardly over her outfit the night before. Mostly because it was huge and Vix hadn’t been in one of her usual tiny numbers the night before. It happened from time to time, not that her outfit hadn’t had Vix’s usual flare, if the tight leather pants had said anything about it. But she just hadn’t been in one of her tight little dresses. She thought the pants showed off her legs just as well though. And if the reactions had said anything, they damn well did.
The shirt covered just below her ass, so she was decent enough. With another stretch and a quick buttoning of one or two of the buttons in between her not very there breasts, she made her way into the kitchen. Where she dug around in his fridge until she found a few eggs. For a moment she debated making enough for both of them, but he technically didn’t need food right? Fuck she didn’t really keep up with this shit. Whatever, she wasn’t cooking for him unless she had no choice. She was a bitch like that.
In a few moments she had her eggs sizzling on the pan and she was digging around to see if there was anything else she could manage to dig up. Maybe something to add to the eggs would be nice. Absently she hummed to herself as she dug around in his fridge, not really paying any attention to the rest of the house. She was in the zone. And the zone tended to mean she paid no attention to anything else. Besides, she felt weirdly safe here. As safe as her own house. And she knew that was stupid because chances were, she totally wasn’t.
Oh well.
“I’m shiny and I know it, don’t know why you wanna blow it, need a man who likes it rough, likes it rough, likes it rough” she half mumbled, and half sung under her breath as she dug around. She couldn’t really sing but she wasn’t exactly tone deaf either.
Words: 1057
Muse: Okay
Comments: It'llg et better ><
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Talon Mathers
Crimson Vampire
Owner ? Indulgence
played by seph [/size][/i][/center]
Posts: 10
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Post by Talon Mathers on Dec 12, 2012 23:21:20 GMT -5
Talon was sleeping quiet peacefully, at least he had been before he had woken suddenly. He wasn't sure what had woken him up, he didn't think that it mattered. He was awake now though. He rolled over in his king sized bed so that he was now on his back and staring at the ceiling. His Egyptian cotton sheets were currently wrapped around his lower half, and not for modesty of course but because he supposed that they had wrapped around him at some point the night before when he had been doing other things. Like his pet. He grinned a little as he stared at the ceiling and then stretched slightly.
He liked being able to say pet, mostly because it pissed the girl off. The girl in question of course, was Vix. He had met her since she worked at his club. He found her attractive but he also found out something way more interesting than her sex appeal (well almost more interesting) the girl was pretending to be a vampire and for some odd reason it was working. At least on people who hadn't figured it out, which was everyone but him. He grinned a little and sat up. He rolled his shoulders and the muscles in his arms flexed forward. Of course, since he knew this most valuable secret he needed the incentive to keep it, which was where her being a pet came in. It was a Win-Win for both of them. Her secret was kept and Talon got whatever he wanted. It was a Win-Win. Well a win for Talon, but that meant Talon was happy and no one died so it was indeed good for all parties.
Either way it didn't matter. The arrangement was the arrangement. Talon stood up and stretched a little bit more. He looked down at his pants on the floor and thought of putting them on, but then reconsidered. Where was the fun in that anyway? Sex of course was not part of the deal. Talon didn't need to own someone to get them to sleep with him. It was just something that happened because they were attracted to each other on an aesthetic level. Speaking of the little vixen though, where was she? Talon heard movement in the kitchen and the sound of someone speaking under their breath. He knew of course that it was here. He also knew that she seemed to be cooking something. Not that she was cooking for him. He knew that already, but it would be funny to wander into the kitchen of his vast apartment to see what exactly she thought was a culinary art.
He looked down at his pants in a crumpled heap on the floor and then smirked. Even though he was now leaving the bedroom, he still had no plans to actually put pants on. If it bothered her well then, maybe she was little more fragile than she let on. If it didn't, Talon still got to be comfortable. It was like he couldn't lose. His bright blue eyes (which were the color of them at the moment being that they would change at any point of the day) were a light with amusement and pleasant contentment from the night before.
He wandered out of the bedroom and then kept walking down to the kitchen. He ignored the bare walls and the empty table and bar in his living room. Most people would have memories that they would put on display. Not Talon, Talon didn't have any memories that he wanted everyone to know about. Why should he? Talon only ever had women at his apartment anyway. The last thing he needed was to have one of his conquests asking who was in the photo, what happened to them, blah blah. All the memories inside his head, even the misty and water colored ones (surprisingly, there were quite a few of those) were for his mind and his mind only.
He pushed thoughts of all of it out of his mind as he walked over to the kitchen. He smirked. She was wearing a boys shirt. True, she had been wearing it when he took it off the night before but he still found it interesting to see her standing in his kitchen cooking in a man's shirt. He ran a hand through his hair tousling it a little with his fingers and then walked right past her over to the cabinets next to her. He pulled down a mug, and began to turn on his kettle for hot water. He smirked and then turned to finally address her because prior to that moment he had been pretending she was not there.
"You know, usually when a guest enters someone's home, they ask before using their appliances. Just a thought."He was being an ass. He realized this, but he really didn't know what else to be. He smirked a little at her.
"Besides, your making your eggs all wrong."he said with another little sarcastic smirk. Something Talon really enjoyed was pushing Vix's buttons. It was easy to do sometimes, and hard to do others. He wondered what it would be like to day. Not that he was worried or afraid, distantly amused though. That was something that he certainly was.
Words: 765
Muse: Good-ish
Notes: It shall pick up as the thread goes onnn
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Leila Rebecca Vixen
Human
Pet ? Talon Mathers
Indulgence ? Entertainer
played by reesa [/size][/i][/center]
Sticks and Stones may Break my Bones, But Chains and Whips Excite Me
Posts: 14
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Post by Leila Rebecca Vixen on Dec 19, 2012 16:54:28 GMT -5
As Vix bopped around Talon’s kitchen and found the things she would need to cook with, such as the eggs themselves and the utensils to cook them with—it had taken her forever to find the damn skillet, who kept that there? Ugh more signs of him just being damn frustrating to her—she pondered her current situation. It wasn’t like some deep metaphorical thought. In fact, she was barely actually paying attention to said thoughts. They were just lightly buzzing around her head as she searched around for the things she needed in order to feed herself.
Like why she didn’t just tell Talon he could fuck himself and shove off. That was mostly because of her lovely secret. She paused and frowned ever so slightly. And if she told him to fuck off and he shared her secret, she’d not only still be his fucking pet—she really hated that word—but she’d also get absolutely no respect. From anyone. Because suddenly she’d go from being a coworker with a mouth, and the ability to help others having a good time at her job to the low life human who was no better than the shit under their shoe.
Nope, totally not worth it.
As she dug around, picking out this and that that she needed, her shirt sleeve slid down a little to show the edges of her tattoo. She had gotten the lines redone in that stunning sapphire blue that Azure Vampire’s marks were in before everything had gone down. She had known some sort of shit was about to hit the fan and she had made sure that she would be protected in some fucking way. She wasn’t going into hiding, that was bullshit and she was not suited for forest life. She liked the city too damn much.
So instead she hid in plain sight. Vix was good at manipulating without actually lying, so that one vamp with the lying affinity hadn’t even been able to peg her when the pair of them had, erm, enjoyed each other’s company. That had been some amusing shit right there and had given her some credibility, not that anyone had really doubted her before. She just had to make sure she was only ever out at night when there was no chance of the bright lights and shit. She couldn’t replicate the shiny eye thing.
Anyway, she had finally gotten some damn eggs on the skillet which she had finally been able to fucking find and was digging around for more things she could add to the lovely omelet she was attempting to cook up here. She was starving. She knew exactly why too, and that thought brought a tiny smirk to her lips. She might hate the dude for capturing her in her game and blackmailing her to keep it, but she damn well couldn’t deny he was good in bed. Did that make her a hypocrite? Probably. But she didn’t really care enough to worry about the implications of that.
She didn’t care how each time she bent over slightly to check things in the fridge, her shirt slid up to reveal the slight curve of her ass and just about all of her legs. She barely even noticed that. It was a wonder she had even bothered with the damn shirt in the first place. And it seemed she had not been the only one with that sort of an ideal, she noted, when Talon entered the kitchen. He ignored her though, so she paid him the same favor, still absently singing to herself as she dug out things that she soon chopped up and added to the skillet.
Though she couldn’t help looking at him out of the corner of her eye as he moved past her to set his water to boil. Damn the man was hot she just couldn’t help herself. That was why she kept sleeping with him. Man was good in bed and she fucking didn’t mind the view that she got to happily take in right now. Though she made a point to make sure she didn’t look like she was looking at least.
She knew a more polite lady would have button more buttons, buttoned the whole damn shirt inf act. But Vix’s fingers never strayed to the shirt, she kept the one or two buttons inbetween her chest done up and that was all she needed. He had seen more of her, so what was the point? She’d happily take it off to do other fun things that allowed her to put their arrangement out of her head for a short while at least. Fucking the boss. If only her mother could see her now. Vix snorted, vaguely amused by the look her mother would have had on her face if she could.
She rolled her eyes at his comment and his smirk. Ah so she existed now, did she? She wondered how long e would keep up the arrogant ignoring of her. ”First off, I didn’t realize I was still considered a ‘guest’” she said, vaguely annoyed at him, though not to the point of snapping. ”And second, I crashed at your place, so that doesn’t really make me a guest either way” she said, that last part having her tossing a smirk at him. Like she hd said, she hadn’t asked before crashing. She hadn’t cared enough to ask.
The second bit and she was scowling at him though. She wasn’t a morning person, even though technically it wasn’t morning .And Talon knew just how to piss her off. She shoved the spatula she had been using to flip her eggs at his chest. ”Fine then, Oh Egg Master why don’t you show me how to make my eggs” she said, pissed off at him. She knew that was what he was going for but she didn’t care that she was giving him what he wanted. Seemed her temper was running a tad high.
Words: 1000 on the dot lol
Muse: Good
Comments: Ohhhhh Vix -shakes head-
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Talon Mathers
Crimson Vampire
Owner ? Indulgence
played by seph [/size][/i][/center]
Posts: 10
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Post by Talon Mathers on Feb 11, 2013 14:27:40 GMT -5
Talon was fairly amused by the life that he led here. He owned a club, he owned a human life was pretty damn good. There was certain rush to owning an establishment. He was good at his, his club was the best around. Somewhere deep inside he thought he might have done his parents proud. They had died long ago though, Talon was an old vampire. He didn't look a day older than twenty-five but he could tell you about the American Revolution first hand. He tried to keep that out of his mind though, any time he thought of his upbringing his mind always traveled through his history, some things are just better left forgotten, or at least subdued.
Besides, who needed to think about any of that when they had such a good life now? He spent his nights cuddled up with some little young thing, or with his pet so he was pretty happy. Pet. That still never got old. Talon had never had a pet, he was manipulative and charming but he never thought that he had someone so backed up into a corner that they had no way out. He grinned a little at the thought, he kinda liked blackmailing this girl. Mostly because she hated it so much. He didn't understand how no one had figured out she wasn't a vampire anyway. He had figured it out almost right away. Still, he was not complaining because even though he thought that everyone else was an idiot, it just meant that he got to reap the benefits of it.
He had been sleeping with his pet the night before, which was what had him in such a pleasant mood really. She lived up to her name, Vixen. He grinned a little bit at the thought, but as much as he enjoyed sleeping with her. He enjoyed pissing her off just as much, so he figured he might as well go do that while he was at it. He had gotten up out of bed and walked out of his bedroom into his lavish apartment and gone right to the kitchen where she was cooking.
He also hadn't put on any clothes but he had done that on purpose. He noticed that she was dressed, in very little but dressed. He shrugged, it was either going to piss her off or distract her. Either way it was a win, he got a mug out of his cabinet and then he put the water on. He caught her staring a little at him and he grinned a little to himself. Looked like distraction had won.
Even though he enjoyed that, pissing her off still seemed like a good idea. So he said guests usually asked before using the appliances and she went off about how she hadn't realized she was a guest and he rolled his eyes. That was what she was going with? Then she brought up the fact that she had stayed at the apartment over night and he shrugged
"That was your decision little Vix, not mine."to further piss her off, he also said that she was making her eggs all wrong. Which she was it was annoying to him. He had spent many years perfecting his own egg technique though. This was apparently the final straw. He grinned and noticed how upset she was getting. She shoved the spatula at him telling him to show her how to make her eggs and he shook his head with a grin and walked closer to her.
He placed a finger under her chin and stroked gently tilting her face up towards his. His eyes were glinting with Mischief, he was thinking of kissing her, just because he could and she was standing there but she would expect it so he didn't, he merely spoke instead. "Temper, Temper little Vixen. You'll learn"He grinned and then let her go, going over to the pan and flipping the eggs expertly. "See? Now they look respectable." He grinned a little and handed the spatula back to her before patting her on the ass not too softly and going back to lean against the counter to wait for his water.
"Now, you try."he said with a grin, he was being patronizing, but what could he say? Talon was dick and proud of it. He wasn't going to apologize for it either. Why should he? He liked pissing her off and she knew it. There wasn't anything she could really do about it though, besides somewhere deep inside he was pretty sure she kinda liked it. Not that he would call her out on it or think that she would admit it, but either way, he was pretty amused. He smirked and watched her, waiting to see of she would actually try or attempt to fight him. He mentally shrugged, he was interested in finding out either way.
Words: 817
Muse: Pretty Epic Actually
Notes: He's a dick, but he's so cute lol
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Leila Rebecca Vixen
Human
Pet ? Talon Mathers
Indulgence ? Entertainer
played by reesa [/size][/i][/center]
Sticks and Stones may Break my Bones, But Chains and Whips Excite Me
Posts: 14
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Post by Leila Rebecca Vixen on Feb 12, 2013 20:57:25 GMT -5
Vix supposed she only had herself to blame for this really. She had practically asked for it when she had decided to stay over at his place overnight, but she had worn herself out well enough the night before that the idea of heading back to her place seemed like too much of a daunting task. She would have rather just crashed and that was what she did, naked and all. Clothes were too much effort at the time. Besides, his bed was more comfy than her own was, so there you go. Her entirely superficial reasons for staying.
So she had gotten herself into this mess on her own by deciding to stay. Not that it was a mess, no, mostly it was her trying to deal with the fact that she knew, she knew, he was being a dick on purpose. How did she know that? Because it wasn’t like he hid that that was what he did. Not like she could do anything about it, the bastard was also blackmailing her with her secret. Her most important one too, the one that allowed her more than a little bit of freedom. As long as people thought she was a vamp she could keep her own apartment, her own job, and the respect of others around her. The moment she was outted she was doomed to a life of being looked down on.
And that sounded like it fucking sucked to her.
Now if only the damn bastard would stop being so fucking attractive.
She couldn’t help looking him over as she made her eggs out of the corner of her eyes. She just couldn’t. He was fucking gorgeous. It drove her nuts. He was also damn good in bed, which was why she happily slept with him quite often to be honest. She knew it sounded hypocritical but hey, she might as well get something out of it, right? And mindblowing sex seemed like as good a thing as any to get out of it. Besides, she knew she was damn good in bed too, so it wasn’t like he wasn’t getting something out of that too, likely that was part of their relationship that wasn’t going to go about changing.
Vix was wearing nothing but an oversized men’s shirt that rode up each time she moved her arms or bent over slightly to show off the curve of her ass. But she still felt a tad overdressed for this party considering he was wearing nothing at all.
He informed her, when he finally decided that she actually existed even though she had been right fucking next to him the entire time, that guests usually ask before using the appliances. And she had rolled her eyes and answered him. And true to character, his answer made her roll her eyes again. He was always calling her fucking little. She wasn’t little, she just wasn’t ancient like his annoying ass. ”My entire apartment could fit in your bedroom. It wasn’t really a decision as much as a no brainer” she said, yawning a bit as she messed with her eggs. What? It was true. Well, okay it was a little exaggerated but not by much.
And she wasn’t some sort of snooty little bitch, she always told the truth if she could manage even as she misdirected with said truth. She was going to give the true answer even if she knew he had only made the comment to piss her off.
She was relatively keeping her temper though, managing to keep her cool even as he was purposely trying to aggravate her. But then she snapped with his last comment. She had a temper and a half and as much as she tried to hide it, he knew just how to push her buttons. She snapped and shoved the spatula at him, narrowing her eyes and informing him that he could just show her how to make her own damn eggs then.
Vix did not approve of the grin or the fact that he was getting closer to her. His finger tilted her head up towards his and though her eyes remained narrowed she didn’t jerk out of his grip, she was not going to give him that sort of satisfaction. Not when he was doing it to aggravate her. He stroked and she was pretty damn sure he was going to kiss her which would just piss her off. She was not in the mood for this part of their weirdo relationship. Instead he just spoke, being annoyingly patronizing. She snapped her teeth at him when he pulled his hand away, annoyed at him.
”Temper, temper” she mimicked, annoyed and rolled her eyes, leaning her hip against the counter and trying, once more, to reign in her temper. They both knew she had one, as much as she was laughing, teasing, easy going at work. He always brought out her temper ”Right, I forgot, you’re a fucking old geezer” she grumbled, annoyed at his “You’ll learn” comment.
He flipped her eggs and made a comment that she was trying to ignore. And then proceeded to smack her ass. She blinked, mostly because she hadn’t been expecting it, and narrowed her eyes at him. She couldn’t help the other automatic reaction. Normally, Vix didn’t mind her masochistic tendencies, they were fun. She just hated that he tended to incite all of them to flare up, both when he did stuff like smacking her ass and when he was condescending. Oh trust her, she didn’t want to react at all to him unless she was in the mood. But she couldn’t help that reaction. And it pissed her off.
What pissed her off more was that she felt like he knew that.
He said now you try and she growled, doing justice to the vamp she was pretending to be. ”Fuck you” she grumbled instead, going back to her eggs and doing them the way she liked to, thank you. She was tempted to fight him about it but she knew he’d just be an ass. So instead she took the silent protest way and just went about doing things her own way, despite him wanting her to do them his way.
Words: 1044
Muse: Excellent
Comments: Lol he pissed her off. And Im pretty sure this whole egg method thing is an allegory somehow.
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Talon Mathers
Crimson Vampire
Owner ? Indulgence
played by seph [/size][/i][/center]
Posts: 10
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Post by Talon Mathers on Mar 7, 2013 18:06:41 GMT -5
Talon liked his life at the moment. He liked owning the club, he liked having a pet. He liked all of it. All of this was a lot simpler than other times in his life. Before he had become a vampire, he had lived in Colonial times. He was a trouble maker even then but life had been hard. Hard for him, hard for everyone he had known. Even when he first turned into a vampire, things had not been so easy for him. Well they had been in a way but most of the time things were not as easy. Especially when his best friend had betrayed him and tried to have him killed. That wasn't something that he liked to think about though. It was never something that he liked to think about. No one alive knew about it, aside from him who he hadn't seen in at least a hundred years but even so to say the words out loud would just bring it back to life. Bring back to life things Talon tried his hardest to forget.
But that wasn't the point now was it? It was not. The point was, he didn't have to worry about that anymore. That part of his life could be safely tucked away so that he would never really have to worry about it. He could worry about other things now. He could worry about the fact that he owned a club, and not only did he own the club, it was probably the most exciting club going in the sector. That was an accomplishment, He enjoyed this life where he owned everything. That was how Talon was meant to live. Talon was meant to own things, he was meant to be in control. He liked being able to control the aspects of a business, he liked having employees. It was interesting, and it was what Talon was meant to do. He was meant to have underlings. He was meant to have a little pet. That made him smirk a little bit, as did it every time that he thought about it. Before he had met Vixen though, he had never even thought of having a pet. He very rarely socialized with humans and the thought of owning one just seemed like an inconvenience most of the time. That was of course until he met her.
He had fount a unique opportunity when he found out that little Vixen had a secret. She was masquerading around as a vampire, and people for some reason were actually believing her, and he knew on the other hand that she was entirely human. She did not want anyone to know that (why on earth otherwise would she be masquerading around as a vampire) so of course instead of Talon being a good upstanding individual who would just not tell anyone, he instead decided to blackmail her. Now she had to simply do whatever he told her too, or else he was going to spill the beans. He was happy to keep her secret as long as she did what he wanted anyway.
Besides, she got benefits from this little arrangement. Like getting to sleep with him of course, yes he was a cocky bastard. He knew that very well but that was not going to stop. If she didn't enjoy herself she wouldn't keep coming back for it. This he was sure of, even though he technically owned her he would never make her sleep with him. Though he was an ass, he was not that type of ass.
Anyway she had been enjoying this benefit the night before. She had also decided to stay since he had found her in the kitchen making eggs the improper way. He had to point that out, he just couldn't help himself on that one. He had also decided to point out that guests asked before they used things and they were having a sort of battle of wits about that. She mentioned that her apartment could fit inside of his and he shrugged a bit at that one. That wasn't his fault.
When she had snapped at him, he wasn't particularly perturbed about it. He found it kind of funny really, like most things she did. He found it entirely funny. So instead of lashing out irrationally and yelling at her or something stupid like that, he instead got really close to her and made fun of her temper. Mostly because he knew that it was going to piss her off more, and pissing her off was something that Talon thoroughly enjoyed. He heard her mimic what he said and he just shook his head as she did. Mimicing him was not going to make him angry so she would have to try something else if that was her aim.
She then made another comment about him being old and he laughed as he flipped her eggs. She wasn't amused though, this was very clear to him. He didn't really care though, he wasn't trying to amuse her, He was trying to frustrate her because it just made him happy. He walked away from the stove after showing her how to flip them properly and smacked her on the ass lightly. She was surprised, that much he could tell but he could also tell as much as she wanted to hit him for it. She liked it, which had grinning and probably would have them grinning for the rest of the day.
She mumbled fuck you and went back to flipping the eggs her way and he grinned. Oh she made it so easy for him. He walked over to her and stood behind her. He placed his hands on her hips and pressed up against her, his fingers dug in slightly and he said teasingly. "Tempting....But I would really like to have my tea now."he turned off the kettle and picked it up and then walked over to where he had his cup and poured himself a nice little cup of tea.
He then turned and looked at her with a grin. "Thank you so much for the offer though, really"That remark was most definitely going to piss her off, but that was kinda the point, wasn't it?
Words: 1044
Muse: Pretty good
Notes: He's a dick lol
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Leila Rebecca Vixen
Human
Pet ? Talon Mathers
Indulgence ? Entertainer
played by reesa [/size][/i][/center]
Sticks and Stones may Break my Bones, But Chains and Whips Excite Me
Posts: 14
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Post by Leila Rebecca Vixen on Mar 14, 2013 23:44:49 GMT -5
She really needed to stop sleeping with him. The thought was errant and she snorted the moment that she thought it. Yeah right, like that was going to happen. Sleeping with him was one of the good things that came out of this arrangement for her, because it was pretty damn fantastic sex. That and the use of his apartment that was twice the size of hers and he didn’t seem to give a shit if she crashed here from time to time as long as she wasn’t here when he had some sort of floozy here too. Like she’d stick around for that.
But anyway, she knew she likely should if she wanted the damn ego about her to deflate. Not that it would if they stopped having sex, so why should that factor in? If it wasn’t’ going to go down anyway, she might as well just keep doing it. She enjoyed it, because despite the arrangement that they had going on—which was mostly him blackmailing her because he had figured out that she wasn’t a vamp—they were attracted to each other on a sexual level, and often just managed to turn their interactions into having sex.
Like the night before. Though, she had met with him knowing full well it would dissolve into sex last night. She had felt it in the air, she guessed she could say. She hadn’t worked last night either so she had the energy and she wanted to use it, and he was always in the mood so when those two things came together they tended to get horizontal and naked pretty damn quick. Last night had been no exception. The only question had been whether or not she was going to stay the night. She had. But now she was regretting it.
It had mostly been her stomach that had awoken her and she had gone to the kitchen in search of food. And helped herself to both his fridge and his appliances because why the hell not? It was his fault she was stuck here, so she was going to use what he had until he found some way to blackmail her not to. Which he didn’t seem to care enough to do as far as she could tell. And that just worked damn fine for her.
He had joined her in the kitchen soon after she had entered it, singing to herself as she made herself eggs, and he had not put on any clothing like she had. True, it was nothing but an oversized shirt that just barely covered the necessities but he was making her feel like she was a little over dressed for this morning party. She was debating taking it off and just getting on with it because Vix was as comfortable clothed as she was unclothed. But that might make him think she wanted things that she didn’t. Because as the morning wore on, she was more aggravated by him than turned on by him.
And she knew he was doing it on purpose and that she shouldn’t feed into it by getting angry. But she just couldn’t help herself when he pissed her off like that! He knew her buttons and he pushed them well, she hated to admit. She wished she could punch him in that cocky face of his but being that he could move at twice her speed she didn’t think that was likely to end in her favor. Besides, she was more about being hurt than hurting anyone else, as odd as that sounded. She still wanted to punch him.
She snapped at him, as always, and he just seemed amused, as always. Sometimes she wondered if it was because she was human or because she was Vix and he was Talon that these things happened. Either way, she happily and often called him an ass. Because he was. Right now she was just snapping at him for trying to correct the way she made her eggs. And then she had gone about doing it her way anyway and she had said two words that she probably should have kept to herself because it just gave him more fodder.
He stood behind her and she paused. She didn’t know how to feel about the fact that he was behind her. And then he had his hands on her hips and he was pressing against her, digging his hands into her hips. She paused and closed her eyes a moment, unable to help the slight reaction that she really hoped that he hadn’t noticed because his ego really didn’t need the boost and she tried really hard not to encourage him. If she could help it. But with her loose cannon temper she knew that she often did.
Like right now, she was tempted to slap that smug face of his. She narrowed her eyes at him. Espiecally after the second comment that he just had to toss in. She took a deep breath though ,a very deep one, and she took her skillet off the burner and slid her eggs onto the plate she had set for herself. Sarcasm, not snapping. She would keep her temper in check. She would. Just barely. ”Oh fuck. Well, worth a shot. Oh well, my eggs are more interesting anyway” she said, with a fakely sweet smile sent his way. Right? That was good. No temper, just sarcasm.
She was so tempted to just yell at him though, and she was pretty sure it was obvious. But he knew her well enough by now he always pressed her buttons.
Words: 948
Comments: Not bad, not my best ><
Muse: Pretty good
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Talon Mathers
Crimson Vampire
Owner ? Indulgence
played by seph [/size][/i][/center]
Posts: 10
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Post by Talon Mathers on Mar 29, 2013 0:21:46 GMT -5
Sometimes Talon wished he lived somewhere else, somewhere more exciting. Sometimes he wished that he owned a club in New York, where things were much more exciting and having a good time and making money were guaranteed. Sometimes Talon thought like that, but he quickly dismissed the thought because being a big fish in this little pond was extremely interesting. He owned a club, he owned a girl (technically) it was fun. He didn't need to live in some big city so that he could make it better. Any time he actually got a little bored with living here, he thought of how good he had it and then he felt a little better.
Sometimes he wished he had more humans at his beck and call and wondered if it would be appropriate for him to just randomly go out and pick some. Not that being the appropriate vampire was really Talon's main concern but he digressed. Even then, when he found himself wanting way more than he figured he had it pretty good with his one angry and self righteous, sexually adventurous pet. He enjoyed her, not like he wanted to pick out curtains or anything but he thoroughly enjoyed her. She was so easily angered and Talon knew exactly what to do to make her angry. It was kind of a turn on for him, plus she was good in bed so it made things all the better for him. He got to get what he wanted when he wanted for the most part and she got to keep her little human secret.
What more could Talon want?
He had been reaping the benefits of this situation the night before when they had sex and she slept over. The sleeping over part was of her own accord but that was not his problem. He was just currently using it as a tool to make it better for himself. He was using it as something to make fun of her for and to subsequently make her angry. He wasn't even sure he wanted more sex at the moment but hey, if it ended up there because she was mad he most certainly was not going to complain.
They had been having an exchange about her eggs and how she was so obviously cooking them wrong. Talon of course knew what he was talking about since he had been cooking long before her parents were even a thought. She of course had been rebuffing all of his ideas, but that was what she always did and he was completely used to that. After some witty banter, at least on his part anyway she had decided that she was going to comment with Fuck you, now that was a bad idea because it was so easy for him to make a joke out of that. How could he not? Besides he saw fit to use that to his advantage, so he did.
He had gone behind her and pressed up against her and dug his fingers into her hips slightly, and he could tell that she was reacting to him. She almost always did because well he know how to please a woman. He didn't even have to use his affinity for pleasure, but he thought he might as well just because it was funny.
He had stepped away and made his tea and began to sip from it when she finally spoke. She hadn't reacted towards him with anger, but he knew she was doing that on purpose. His blue eyes were amused and he shrugged when she said that her eyes were more interesting. He sipped his tea some more and simply looked at her for a moment. More interesting? He found that highly unlikely. Actually, he found that incredibly unlikely. There was no possible way that eggs could be more interesting than him because well, he was well...him.
So he decided that he was going to prove her wrong. There was no way that he was just going to let that go. So he set down his cup of tea and walked over to her carefully, he moved to stand behind her again and placed his hands on her hips once more, but this time for his own amusement sending a little wave of power into it, then he slid one of his hands up her back with the power still moving through as well.,
"I think that I am way more interesting than your eggs.he said in a whisper, he then took his other hand from her hip and slid it down her thigh "And I think that you would agree."he said with a big grin and then he moved a little distance away, nothing too major just right next to her near the stove just to see what she would do. He was betting on lashing out irrationally, but that was always fun for him anyway.
Words: 820
Muse: good
Notes; He's an ass
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Leila Rebecca Vixen
Human
Pet ? Talon Mathers
Indulgence ? Entertainer
played by reesa [/size][/i][/center]
Sticks and Stones may Break my Bones, But Chains and Whips Excite Me
Posts: 14
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Post by Leila Rebecca Vixen on Apr 10, 2013 15:12:08 GMT -5
Vix was not one of those humans, as most were today, that bitched about wishing that the world was more like it once had been. She didn’t reminisce about when humans were the big dogs in the world, before the vampires had revealed themselves. She didn’t whine and moan. Well, not that way anyway—that was besides the point. She didn’t bemoan her situation in life, most of the time anyway when her current companion wasn’t pissing her off. She thought that the way the world was now was more exciting, if she was going to be perfectly honest about it.
She thought that this way, the world had a bit more pop and flair, things were more exciting. Or at least, they were for her. For her it felt like life was a party now. She didn’t have to worry about growing up and getting some sort of shitty office job—which she would have never done anyway. Because if she tried she’d be found out for what she really was. Where she currently worked, she would never be questioned as long as she was careful, which she always was thank you very much.
Also, it helped that currently her boss—in more ways than one—knew what she was. So it wasn’t like he was going to fire her. She’d never be able to get another damn job unless she went to the other club which wasn’t really her scene. Besides, then she’d be reliant on him and neither of them really wanted that. The way their situation was right now, it was better. Not perfect on Vix’s end being that the bastard constantly blackmailed and used her however her pleased, but better than it probably would have been for her with anyone else if anyone else had found her out.
In that respect, she guessed she was lucky. Talon left Vix to her secret and didn’t out her—mostly because it benifitted him she thought anyway. And really that all worked out damn fine for her. She just had to put up with his annoying attitude more often than not. At least she got fucking stellar sex out of it otherwise she wouldn’t call this damn arrangement of theirs any fun at all on her end. Not that there was anything she could do abou tit because her race was currently the one no one wanted to be.
Speaking of the sex, it was how she had ended up here in the first place. But he was currently pissing her off about criticizing how she did her eggs so she was damn certain he wasn’t going to get it again. Even after she had said fuck you, she hadn’t meant it that way and he knew it. He was just being an ass, which was what he was way too good at and it bothered the shit out of her. And he knew it. Which was why he did it. But no matter how often she told herself that or how well she knew that she could never seem to stop herself from reacting.
He had dug his hands into her hips after she had told him Fuck you and she had damn well tried not to react but she always fucking reacted to him. He knew how to get to her after how often they had had sex, but she was going to pretend that it hadn’t if it was the last thing she did. She informed him that her eggs were more important and more interesting to her right then and to prove her point, she scooped up some on her fork and took a bite, attempting to ignore him as best as she could.
He sipped his tea and she could feel him looking at her, but like she said she was going to play off that her eggs were more interesting. Vix never lied, but she didn’t consider this a lie or a truth, it was simply her trying not to give into him because the man could not always get what he wanted. He already had a damn huge ego because he always got what he wanted, she was going to attempt to not be just another one of those ladies, thank you.
She ate more of her eggs and attempted to keep up ignoring him. His kitchen was big enough, it really shouldn’t be that hard, should it? He came up behind her again and she refused to look at him, absolutely refused. She was also going to tell her hormones to take a chill pill but they didn’t seem to be listening to her anymore than he was. She was going to eat her eggs and pretend he simply didn’t fucking exist. Asshole. Blackmailing asshole. Blackmailing asshole who liked to piss her off.
He put his hands on her hips again—what was with the man and her hips today?—and she felt a warmth spread through her, zinging staright through and pooling all warm and distracting in her center. Shit. Shit. She didn’t know exactly what he could do, but she knew damn well she should not react to some of his touches as strongly as she did. ”Cheater” she murmured, eyes sliding shut of their own accord and fingers gripping her plate perhaps a tad bit tighter than they had been a moment before.
She tried to ignore the way that her breath hitched ever so slightly when his hand travelled up her back and the warmth followed it. She was going to kill him. Cheating asshole. But right now she was a little bit too focused clamping down on her will and not leaning back into the touch that made her shirt right up to follow his hand, revealing more skin not that she much cared. She barely remembered she had thrown on the overshirt, let alone buttoned it.
The other hand slid the other way and he whispered and she bit her lip ever so slightly. She was a sexual creature, yeah, but she was trying really hard not to give him what he probably wanted here. He moved back and she took a moment before she whirled, pointing with her fork directly in his face as she narrowed her eyes and tried to pretend she ahd absolutely not been affected by his little display of power there. ”You…” she said, pausing slightly, just a moment, to narrow her eyes and readjust her voice. ”Are a total asshole” she growled, and then she angrily took another bite of her eggs and whirled again, walking away from him.
Ass.
Words: 1102
Muse: Surprisingly good O.o
Comments: Hah he annoys her...so much...but she secretly loves it.
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