half empty girl

twenty / asset but as strong as I seem to think I am, my distressing damsel, she comes out at night when the moons filled up & your eyes are bright - then I think I simply ought to fall over, fall overboard just so you can catch me . . .

[emisms]

benjidakata:

A slight grin forms on the master’s expression as he takes another more careful look at the asset, her answer showed alot of promise for what would come after they were behind closed doors and Ben was eager to find out how she’d take advantage of having him willing to fulfill any desire or fantasy she might’ve had. “Tell me, what do most folks call you by?” he questions after stepping to her side to press his hand to her lower back and walk with her into one of the spare rooms in the hub.

The blonde bit her lip, trying to think of what she’d ask for. Even if owed, she would only ask -- never demand. She didn’t think she could if she even tried. “Emilia. Well, Emily, usually.” She spoke, roused from thought as she let him lead her into the dark room. “And you?”

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benjidakata:

He was impressed by her restraint, most anyone would hop at the chance to have Ben alone, especially with the implication he was doing the servicing. He can’t really blame her with how the conversation started though, “That’s really a question for you.” he tells her with a mischievous smile, reaching out when he is close enough to brush her hair back and get a better view of her eyes. “I’m the one who owes a debt.“ 

A shiver runs down the asset’s spine as he touches her hair, making her bite her lip. It was rare for a master to proposition her, and when one did, it generally involved shoving something down her throat. This...this was intriguing. “I can’t say no to that,” she admits, “so, okay -- let’s go.”

[master--jay-deactivated20171107]

Dinner || Jay and Emily

[emisms]

master--jay:

“No more drink for you.” He snickered just a little, not very serious. He didn’t know why, but Jason found it so fucking exciting, for just him of course. His asset wasn’t even allowed to legally drink alcohol. That alone let his mind wander. It wandered into a bunch of different tangents. He quickly decided if she did want to drink more alcohol, Jason wouldn’t stop her. She was old enough to make a decision like that. “You do?” He asked, incredulous. “Doesn’t your family miss you?” He didn’t doubt that either. 

She shrugged. “I’ve been here a while. You don’t really have a choice, you know?” She paused at the question about her family. That was something she tried not to think about. “Maybe, probably.” Em answered softly, looking down at her food. “What do you do for a living? Must pay well.” She changed the subject, not subtly. 

[master--jay-deactivated20171107]

Dinner || Jay and Emily

[emisms]

master--jay:

He almost  fucking choked on his food when she told him she was sixteen. Not that he believed her. He just didn’t expect her to say that. “You’re telling me you’re not even allowed to legally drink right now?” Hot damn. What did he do to get so damn fucking lucky? It didn’t matter to him he hadn’t actually had sex with her. Even just the thought of having sex with her pleased him. “You’re welcome. So why wasn’t your first day here not so great?” Jason had to ask, otherwise he’d just be thinking about what he was going to do to her when she was naked. 

“Nope.” Emily said, lifting her glass for another sip. Her drinking was not the most illegal thing about this island, that was for sure. She got a little quieter as she thought how to answer. “I didn’t really know what I was getting myself into. I have a habit of impulsive decisions and I just ended up feeling like I was in a nest of vipers when I first entered the hub. You get used to it, though.” She explained. It wasn’t a big deal, but it was hard to put it into words. She wasn’t sure if he would know what she meant, considering he was a master after all.

[master--jay-deactivated20171107]

Dinner || Jay and Emily

[emisms]

master--jay:

He gave her a skeptic look. “Then how young are you? I need a number.” She didn’t look older than twenty-three Jason guessed. She couldn’t be younger than eighteen. That was for sure. He swallowed his food and waited for her response. He was eager to know her age now that they were on the subject. Jason enjoyed how quick she was to listened to his request. “Good actually. Thanks for asking.” He winked at her, eating his steak with pleasure now that she had asked. “What about you?” He asked with food in his mouth. 

“Sixteen.” She replied simply, punctuated by a crunch of lettuce. A little trill of laughter escaped her after a moment, “I’ll be twenty one next year.” A slender shoulder rises and falls, and she’s pleased that she was seeming to do as he wanted. It kind of made her feel nice. “My first day here? Not so great. But today has been nice, actually. Thank you for asking.” 

[emisms]

master--jay:

“Nothing.” He was too much of a bastard to not say it. He grinned like the Devil. “You know I’m kidding.” Jason thought it was funny. He was laughing nearly hysterically you could say. “I’ll just have some clothes sent to you.” The master said and shrugged. It wouldn’t take too much effort on his part to provide a wardrobe for his asset. 

Emily rolled her eyes, but couldn’t help but smile as he carried on laughing. “That was cute.” She pointed out, a little shyly. “That would actually be great, thank you. They took my clothes when I got here.”

[master--jay-deactivated20171107]

Dinner || Jay and Emily

[emisms]

master--jay:

“Whoa slow down. Are you an alcoholic? You look too young.” Jason’s own words made him to chuckle. He had no idea if her drinking the champagne quickly was a good or bad thing (he wanted it to be a good thing obviously). Or whether or not he should be remotely offended. And if he should have offered her any more to drink. The bottle of champagne was sitting next to them upon the table. He would let her decide if she needed any more than what her glass had. “Eh I try.” He laughed at her following question. “Hey don’t ask me, ask the cooks. I didn’t make this. I just told them I needed a decent meal for tonight, and this is what we’re having. Is it any good?” Jason since had grabbed his knife and fork and was cutting into his food. He took a bite of his steak and chewed. It was cooked the way he liked, and at least his food was good. Decent, like he asked. He looked at her. “Aren’t you going to ask me how my first day here was?” He was eating now. And also taking a drink from his glass now and then. 

She actually laughed properly. “I’m not that young.” She shook her head, taking a bite of her salad. It was nice to eat something that was actually fresh and not slightly mushy at best. She nodded in response, feeling a little more relaxed even after slight pampering. Champagne helped. She was in the middle of a mouthful of bubbly liquid as he inquired. She set her glass down with a smile, resting her chin on a dainty hand. “How was your first day, sir?” She complied sweetly.

[emisms]

master--jay:

“I seriously doubted it.” Jason said after looking over her clothes and giving her a look of disapproval. Jason wouldn’t let any asset under his name look like that if he had any say in the matter. Which he did. “Yeah you are not wearing those rags to dinner or ever again, jeez. Even a prostitute looks better. I mean no offense to you.”

“And what do you suppose I wear? If you say nothing I will promptly walk away.” She couldn’t take much offense, really, he had a point. The asset clothes were hideous.

[master--jay-deactivated20171107]

Dinner || Jay and Emily

[emisms]

master--jay:

@emisms

Jason wasn’t too sure about how dinner was going to go, but he was ready to get the entire ordeal over with. Dating was a great big weakness for someone like him. This courting thing maybe wasn’t the best idea, but what else was he going to do? Ignore her all the time? He didn’t think he could actually do that. It seemed he had no choice but to go about it this way. He had nothing to lose, and he stuck with his words. If Emily wanted to bring her things to the cabin with him, she could. But he was more than okay having her stay where she was, if that’s what she chose. For him, it was all about consent. That’s all he really needed. Once their dinner was ready, and their food was served on the table, Jason motioned her to take a seat. On his side there was a meaty piece of steak and her side there was a salad. “Before we eat, I just wanted to make a toast.” He grabbed his fluke filled with champagne. “To the island of Eros, and us. We were paired. Have no fucking clue why, but cheers to that.” He finished promptly and took a drink.

She was surprised he had gone through with it, that he had her sent over after all. After their first conversation earlier, the girl figured she probably wouldn’t be seeing him again. Part of her thought she probably should have just had sex with him, but given how he reacted when she didn’t, she figured she made the proper decision. Sitting down she felt relief, even if slight. Maybe this would be alright after all. Probably not, but maybe. Emily always tiptoed the line of optimism and realism. A slight smile curved her lips as she raised her glass as well. She let out a slow breath as he spoke. Well, okay. “Charming.” She said, trying to sound playful, before downing a good half of her glass. She had a feeling she was going to need it. Pursing her lips, the asset smoothed her napkin over her lap. “Why’d you get steak and I didn’t?” She asked lightly, a brow raised. It was really what she’d prefer, but she couldn’t help but tease him a bit.

[emisms]

alextrenton:

“I bet you are.” he mused, walking toward her slowly until his rands pressed on her hips and puled her up against his body. “Do you feel that? I’m already getting excited about showing you how much fun you can be.” he pressed his hips forward toward her gently so she could feel the growing erection he had. “Still curious?”

Emily let out a gasp as the man pressed against her, feeling him press against her abdomen. She bit her lip, looking up at him. She nodded once, feeling a little warm between her thighs. “Yes.”

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benjidakata:

The playful smirk Ben dons grows a bit wider, more crooked as he see’s the Asset relax. “Oh so am I, kitten. So much so, I figure I owe you one.” Ben teases and takes slow steps to her, “come with me to one of the private rooms, so I can get a chance to pay off my debt.”

Kitten, huh? Em doesn’t hate that exactly. Her head tilted slightly, a smile playing on her lips. “What does that entail?”

[emisms]

master--jay:

“Alright. That’s fair.” Jason shifted his weight from one leg to the other. “If by angry you mean sexually frustrated then yes. But that’s not your fault. Anyway I’ll come around for dinner and find you. You have anything to wear?” 

She raised a brow, looking down at her clothing. “Nothing better than this, if that’s what you’re implying.”

[emisms]

master--jay:

“Uh, course you’re not. That would just be ridiculous.” Jason refused to say anything for a minute. He then filled the silence. “So, do you like dorming where you’re at or do you maybe want to come to the cabin. Bring your things. Up to you. I’m a lousy roommate though. I’m warning you right now.” It didn’t matter to him where she slept. Maybe the choice would be a nice thing for her.

Things felt suddenly very awkward, and Emily looked down at her shoes. “I’ll see how dinner goes first, I think.” She said softly, glancing back up at him. “Are you angry with me?”

[emisms]

master--jay:

“No, no, no, no, wait a minute. You’re the one that said you wanted nice things. Don’t manipulate this.” Jason shook his head. “No we can’t do that. That’s serious business. Off limits.” It was a serious hard no for him. 

Em frowned a little. “You offered to do nice things, i’m not forcing you.” His sudden protest confused her. However, Emily wasn’t one to push at things like this. She wasn’t about to ask him why, if he wanted her to know he’d tell her -- right? “Okay.” She said gently, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear.

[emisms]

master--jay:

“Damn. Did my brother put you up to this? Be honest.” Jason officially felt vexed and like someone was fucking with him. His brother wasn’t on the island, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t have easy paid someone off. Emily was the hottest girl he’d seen on the island and couldn’t even lay a finger on her. “Fine.” He sighed. “We’ll have something to eat.” 

A brow raised in amusement. “Your brother? You’re really having some trouble with this, huh? Me not jumping into bed. You’re the one who said you’d court the shit out of me.” She teased. “Thank you. Maybe if you’re lucky you’ll get a kiss.”

[emisms]

master--jay:

Shit. He figured she’d say that. He had to give her credit where it was deserved. At least she wasn’t dumb enough to fall for it. Or that easy. “Because you think I’m ridiculously sexy and can’t even resist?”

“I can resist a lot of things.” Emily quipped with a sly smile. She tilted her head, eyeing him a little. “I haven’t had a decent meal in a long time. You can start there, if you’d like.”

[emisms]

benjidakata:

To Ben it felt like she was giving him permission to punish her which he’d acknowledge at a later time when she actually did something that warranted punishment. “Now why would I want to punish you?” he asks rhetorical since he explains himself shortly after, “You can relax some, as far as I’m concerned you just made my evening a lot better. Most of these Assets will let me get away with anything.”

“Oh.” The blonde said softly in relief, letting her arms drop from her defensive position. “It’s good that you don’t want that.” She offered a smile. She didn’t look down on other assets, but they shouldn’t let themselves be ordered around and taken advantage of. “I’m glad I improved your evening.”