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He found her persisting resistance toward him quite cute, and Nolan was fine with Azalea believing he was wrong, at least for now. He wasn’t planning on pleading his case to her here, he’d do that in due time, with everything but words. Nolan couldn’t help but smirk at her reaction, slightly rolling his eyes as she asked the million dollar question. Why me? “If you wan’t to get technical, you were assigned to me.” Closing the slight gap that lingered between them Nolan stepped closer, leaning into Azalea’s ear, “If you’re looking for a more literal answer, you’re absolutely stunning.”
“Ooo.” Azalea smirked, arching her brows as she looked up at him. “My bad. I just thought you horny perverts got to choose which girl or guy’s life you’d like to ruin.” The brunette shrugged, the smirk still painted on her lips as she walked him grow closer to her. “Weird system, huh?” She asked as she pressed her body up against the wall more firmly. Feeling his lips brush up against her ear made goosebumps appear on her skin as her hands pushed against his chest essentially pushing him away from her. “Thank you. And, I mean, if you want me to get technical -- I could of been assigned to someone much worse than you.” Azalea said, not being able to give him a compliment just yet. Her walls were up, and it would take some persistence on his end to crumble them down. "So, what are you? A dom? The kind of dom that wants me to give my pussy up to you entirely?"
“i have a cat back home. his name is zazzles,” she remarked. some buildings, as she understood, had rules against pets so perhaps this was one of them. the other girl reached for her hand which aurelia turned over willingly although she was still unsure as to what was happening. “i won’t be staying long – just long enough to figure out where i am and how to get home,” she nodded as she followed the other girl with a trusting squeeze to her hand.
“Well, that’s an interesting name, for sure.” Azalea couldn’t help but laugh. She felt bad hiding the truth from the girl, but, in reality she just didn’t know what to say. She led her down the hallway until she reached her room walking into the room and looking around and then back at Aurelia. “It’s not much. But, it’s mine. So.” She shrugged, a smile tugging at her lips as she looked at her. “Make yourself at home. You’re going to be here for awhile, babe.”
“i’m sorry – i really don’t understand. have you brought your pets to this… hotel?” she frowned, feeling silly for having to ask so many questions. at least there’s one being asked of her now. giving answers was easier than seeking them. “um… i woke up in one? but there was someone else’s stuff already there.”
“I wish. This place would be much better with actual animals living here.” She spoke, a smile on her lips as she looked at the girl. “Well, come on then. I have an extra bed in my room.” Azalea grabbed onto the other girls hand, leading her through the hallway.
Nolan didn’t stop himself from blatantly staring at her breasts as she used the soap to worship them. Nolan figured if she was going to try and tease him, then he’d give her the attention she desired. “No, you can’t take care of yourself.” He spat back quickly as his eyes flicked up from her breasts to meet her deep brown orbs. Nolan stepped closer to Azalea without hesitation, pressing his hand against the wet shower wall behind her. “You’re here so I can take care of you.” He explained, his voice much lower as he continued to glare down onto her.
“I can’t take care of myself, huh? You’re fucking wrong.” She spoke, her tongue swiping against her teeth as she stared at him. Azalea watched him step closer to her and put his arm against the shower wall behind her. She admired the muscles in his arms that seemed to bulge out as he placed pressure onto the wall. The brunette was trying so hard not to give into him, but, fuck -- was he hot. “You’re here to take care of me?” She asked, her eyebrows arching as she leaned against the shower wall backing away from him. “Well, well, well, if it isn’t the sick bastard who picked me out of a line up of potential pets.” Azalea spoke, glaring up at him. “Tell me, what was it? What made you pick me?”
she quirks her head toward the voice of the other who had spoken. her eyes are wide, expression still confused. “i only really want to learn the way out…?” she tries, hopefully.
“Well, if you find one, make sure to let me and all the other pets know. I think you’d probably be our saving grace.” She smiled over at her, running her fingers through her brown locks. “Did you find a room yet?” Azalea spoke, totally avoiding telling her where she really was.
Nolan chuckled under his breath at her response, she was going to be a tough one, but Nolan never did mind a challenge. A stern “Good.” was all he stated in response to her words, ignoring most of her sass but at least acknowledging her blatant half-assed apology. As Azalea turned her back to him Nolan’s eyes instantly darted back into her body, watching as the soap trailed down her skin. After a few minutes of silence Nolan cleared his throat, filling the room with echoing words “you should really watch how you talk to people around here, not everyone would have been as forgiving as I am.” He warned the girl, his tone almost coming off as threatening while the hot water pounded against his back.
When she turned her back to him, she couldn’t help but turn her head just a little to see what he was doing. A smirk came to her lips as she realized that he was watching her. Without turning around she spoke, “Are you enjoying the show?” She asked him, with the smirk still on her lips. “Because, you know, I could turn around if you want. Get a better look.” The brunette spoke as she turned around, her back side facing towards the shower wall. She met his gaze as she started to rub the soap all over her body once more, paying close attention to her breasts as she grasped onto her nipples letting her fingers do whatever they pleased to them. “Well, I guess I’m lucky you’re in here with me then, right?” She asked as she admired his body, trying her hardest not to let him see that. “I can take care of myself though. I’m not worried about it.” She shrugged trying not to think about all of the horrible things the other masters could do to her. She had to look tough. Bates was truly a prison, and showing weakness there just didn’t work.
This place is okay. Though when you are hiding from someone because your father is afraid that I will be used as retaliation is shit. I was uprooted out of my home and placed here just some bitch doesn’t kill me. Wonder if my father knew where he was sending me too? Anyways, you can call me Charlotte.
“Did I ask?” Azalea looked over at her, curling a piece of hair with her finger as she arched her brows.
“um — excuse me?” she clears her throat politely, softly. her voice feels hoarse and foreign from disuse. “could you possibly tell me where i am? i think – i think i made a huge mistake last night and i might have drank a little too much. did people come here after the club or…? i really can’t recall.”
“Oh, baby girl.” Azalea said as her eyes peered over to her. She could tell that she was new from the way she was talking, and the way her body spoke. “You have a lot to learn about this place.”
The community showers were at first, a strange concept to Nolan. He found the idea almost barbaric when he first arrived at the mansion, but quickly learned that it was a more of a communal hub for pets and masters. Although it was still rare that he wondered out of his cabin for a shower, Nolan was craving social interaction, an unusual feeling that only came about on the rarest occasions. As Nolan walked into the shower room, he instantly let the black towel that was resting on his waist fall onto the cold tiled floor, making his way toward an unoccupied shower head. As he hopped in, all Nolan had a chance to do was quickly glance at the female next to him before almost being decked in the face. His body flinched to the side to avoid the blow, “Woah!” Nolan exclaimed, his face turning a bit sour at the encounter. “Calm down, no need to be so worked up, I’m just trying to shower.” He explained, his voice claiming down as he turned on his own stream of steaming hot water.
She thought she was going to get a different reaction from the male. Certainly something she was expecting definitely in a place like this. In her perspective, all the guys that roamed the halls of the mansion we’re the same. Was it sexist of her to think so? Yes. But, did she care? Not entirely. Azalea couldn’t help but smile at his reaction, a small laugh escaping her lips. “Did I scare you?” The brunette stuck out her lip as she started to pout, mocking him in reality. Maybe he was a pet. Maybe he was on her side. But, nonetheless, Azalea didn’t think before she said. It was one of her huge downfalls. “You scared the fucking shit out of me. What did you expect me to do?” She asked him, an eyebrow arched as she stood underneath the shower head turning it on. “But, like, whatever. I’m sorry.” Her voice got seemly quiet and meek as the words came out of her mouth. The brunette turned her back to him and grabbed a bar of soap, beginning to wash her body with it.
“The variety of books they’ve got in here will never cease to amaze me.” Jasper muses, casting a hesitant smile at the person nearest to him. “Classic literature? Contemporary novels? Pop fiction? I feel like the only thing they’d have missing is the Bible.” He laughs, hands running idly across the library’s shelves before craning back with a raised brow and an incredulous huff. “Nope, wait, there it is.”
“Oh, yeah? Well, the variety of perverts around here will never cease to amaze me.” The brunette smiled, essentially laughing at her own joke as she tried to find at least something to read. “I can’t really agree with you only because I’ve never been a reader. Do you remember in high school when they used to have us read books over the summer and then test us on it when we got back to school? I totally read a summary of the book before the big test the next day.” Azalea smiled as she looked over at him. “You seem to know a lot about this kind of stuff though. Got any suggestions? I’m bored as fuck in here, and I might just have to result to reading.”
“What the hell?” The blonde shot up from her bed as the sound of her dorm door opening raced through her ears. “It’s one in the morning,” She groaned. Her eyes noticing her roommate had already left from her bed.
“Sorry, sorry.” She couldn’t help but smile as she quietly closed the bag of chips she had been enjoying and tossed it underneath her bed. “I’ve always been a midnight snacker, I guess. And I feel like their starving me out here.” Azalea shrugged as she looked up at her with bright eyes. “Did you want any?”
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