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Eidr;
Luna has been the only person who seems to have the time to interact with him, sure, there was a logical reason for that. She’s failing her math and no one could teach her but him. He is the smartest one in the class. It felt as if he needed to be more friendly to her and according to his friend, Ezekiel, that he needed to tell her jokes to make her laugh. Apparently, she didn’t seem to pick that up and she ended up ignoring that silly joke of his.
Setting the horrible joke aside, the young man peered over the open books and then back at her. “So, which part of the lesson are you having difficulty with?” Inquired the male, lips pursed into a smile and resumed to take his notes, scratch papers and pens out. “Come on, just relax first. If you keep on thinking about stressing out over the subject, you would really have difficult time understanding the topic.”
She sat up properly when Eidr sat next to her on the floor and she sighed heavily. "I am trying but we have a quiz tomorrow..." Luna whined softly and she looked down at the book. "I don't understand these." she then said as she pointed at the part of the book that she had been reading since earlier. Luna looked over at Eidr and frowned, "I know it's difficult to teach me and I apologize for the incovenience but thank you for being patient with me, Eidr."
Eidr;
Though it’s true that Halloween hasn’t begun yet, Eidr just brought his costume for his classmate to see but alas! She didn’t seem to find him funny. Just because he’s one of the smartest kids in school, it did not clarify that he’s funny. Maybe he got it from his father. He’s really bad at making jokes as well.
With that, the brunet pulled off the badly made costume and revealed his face, brows creased together as he stared at her, wondering if she ever found him funny at all. “I had to run some errands with the professors. I forgot to let you know in class earlier.” Explained the male and sat down across the female; setting his belongings down as well. “How late was I?”
It did not register to her that Eidr was trying to be funny. Mainly because Eidr was not known for being nice and/or friendly towards people. He was more of the intimidating kind of guy than the kind of guy you'd easily get along with right off the bat. But furthermore, Luna was far too stressed out about their math lessons that she did not even stop to think that maybe, Eidr was trying to be funny. How should she know? Eidr was just her tutor and he was often serious while teaching her. She was very thankful though that he was kind enough to be patient with her as he taught her about the parts in their math lessons that she could never seem to understand.
Luna sighed and she set her pen on the math book on her desk as she rested her forehead against it in exhaustion. "It's fine. I'm sorry. I'm just so stressed out with this. I have been sitting here for an hour now and still, I can't understand it." the girl explained as she looked up a little at Eidr, her lips pursed into a cute pout. "I'm hopeless, aren't I?"
oddsingularity:
“Guess who won at the Halloween Costume Contest? ME.”
Luna looked up from the math book she was reading, the top end of her pen in between her teeth. "Halloween costume contest? Isn't it too early for that?" the girl wondered as her lips pursed, "So, this is why you were late?"
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The Gift
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Ever since their last fight, Caleb had been much more careful with his urges. He knew that one more mistake, he'd lose his beloved for good. And if he lose her, he'd die. Caleb was still enjoying his life as a vampire to ever be so careless again. Wanting to make it up to Harper, he went out to hunt and brought it home with him to share with his wife. "Har-per~," Caleb called out in a sing-song tone as he dragged the struggling woman effortlessly inside their home. The woman was young, possibly around eighteen years. She was bleeding from hitting her head on a rock when she tripped on her way to escape from him. Caleb held his prey roughly by her curly blonde hair and he walked around in the manor with her in tow. The woman cried and begged for him to let her go but her pleas fell upon deaf ears. "My lady, where are you? I brought home a gift!"
The Morning After | Closed
Katherine;
She took in another raspy breath, finding herself already growing wet for him. “I’ve had a crush on you for years, Damien,” she confessed. She nodded, swallowing again. “I love it,” she corrected him. It was true, she was head over heels, and the fire inside of her burned like a thousand stars in the dark night. Katherine gazed down, watching his fingers work again the fabric of her dress. “You just want me? You’re content with me being your girl?”
As he pulled her into him, she fell on her knees, straddling her boss seductively. “It’s so wrong its right.” Katherine gazed over him as she placed her hand on his chest, kissing his jaw line. She knew what she wanted, the dirty thoughts that were racing in her mind. “Use your hands on me. Touch me. Restrain me, and muffle my screams while I’m being fucked,” she begged.
She nodded at his offer. “Aw, you care about my safety. Gonna protect me from the big bad wolf?” she cooed. Katherine planted her hands on both sides of his body, against the mattress. “Fine, I’ll stay.”
It's not often that Damien would hear someone say they have a crush on him first hand, and everytime that it happens, it always takes him by surprise. How could anyone actually have a crush on a asshole of a guy like him? He knew he has the looks and sure as hell, he got skills in bed but well...still, he can't imagine anyone actually liking him romantically. One woman tried, his ex-wife, and now, look where they are. Damien simply grinned at her, refusing to respond to her confession and her interpretation of what he had said earlier. He never said he'd be content with her being his only girl but she doesn't have to know that...for now.
Damien slid her dress off once he had finished undoing all the buttons and then he leaned forward to press a kiss along her shoulders, intending to distract her completely. At her plea, the man could not help but grin deviously. "I'd do all that and so much more, kitten." Damien promised as he bit her on the shoulder before he pushed her down onto the bed before he moved on top of her. He stared down at her and he smirked mischievously, "Oh, no, sweet girl. I am the big bad wolf." he growled before he crashed his mouth against hers in a heated kiss.
When You’re Mad | Closed
Katherine;
“So what do you do to get in someone’s good graces again?” she questioned with a shrug of her shoulders. She ran right into the wall as she closed her eyes briefly feeling his hips collide with her own. “I mean what would you do to me, you keep telling me of all these things. Of course I want it, but I need a preview – preparation.”
"It really depends. I don't usually try to get into someone's good graces. It's...more often than not, the other way around." Damien replied and in most cases, what he said was truth. People worked hard to stay on his good side and he made little effort to stay in other people's good side. He didn't think he needed to. He lived a double life after all. If he feared someone would hate him for being a giant asshole, he would have strayed from the illegal business he was runing so damn well. But, for his sweet little secretary, he'd do everything to stay on her good graces. "Oh, you would never have time to prepare." Damien whispered as he bit onto her neck before he flipped her around to face the wall. "It's better if I just show you." He murmured as he moved his hands to guide her own against the wall. "Now, listen to me very carefully..." Damien started, "keep your hands pressed against the wall and stick your pretty little ass out for me, kitten."
Caught Red Handed
Katherine;
Katherine inhaled as she peered up to him with relief. Kitty and Kitten were among the few nicknames he had given her through the years. The bite on her ear just made her whimper. “Why are you laughing at me?” She smacked him on his arm. “I was kind of terrified you were going to kill me because I clearly discovered something, then I ran off, and now you have me in a position that is really hot,” she confessed completely rattled then covered her mouth. She pushed a curl back and looked at him. “And what would that consist of exactly? Tying me up and keeping me hostage? – it’s the Meriweather’s. They want to speak to you about some sort of agreement and then you need to make a speech,” she rambled going right back into business mode.
Needless to say, Damien was amused at everything that was happening. One moment, she was terrified of him then the next, she was smacking him on his arm and reprimanding him for laughing at her. Then, she confesses that she found what he did to her moments ago quite hot. Another chuckle rumbled from the man's chest as he regarded her carefully. What a lucky catch she was, indeed. She was perfect for the position she hired her for and that is why he kept her around for so long. She was honestly one of his secrets to the success he is enjoying right now. "Well, if you liked that kitty Kat...I've got a lot more to show you when I get back." he promised with a wide, mischievous grin on his face. "But oh, I won't be tying you up to keep you hostage. If I'd be tying you up, that would be so I can fuck your brains out so damn good." he whispered as his sneaky hands groped her ass. "Now, be a good little kitten and wait for me here." Damien said as he pulled away from her with a playful wink, then he was on his way out of the room, locking her in from outside just to make sure she won't be going anywhere. "Watch over her. Don't let her get out of that room, I'll try to be quick." He instructed Henry before he left the suite to attend to matters at the event.
Playtime
Hannah;
The day was pretty much all about being a little more long winded in a sense, and the big villa in the middle of the island was very much quiet. Aisha had went off to go buy some groceries; Ruby was off with her boyfriend out somewhere on the island; Alona was sleeping at her room, leaving Hannah the active girl in the house. Even if the cameras were rolling, all the viewers could see is Alona sleeping and Hannah going around in the villa, doing mundane tasks like doing the laundry. Hardly a watching habit, really! The brunette walked towards the laundry room, carrying her load of laundry and dumped them into the washer, before dumping a little bit of detergent into it.
Panties, shirts, pants, skirts – everything was dumped into it, and Hannah sighed to herself while thinking of anything that she could do later on. She could put on a show later, but today was not her day of putting on a show on the web series: Dollhouse was there to provide paying subscribers to, basically be a fly in the wall of these camgirl shows they were putting on. Sitting on top of the washing machine, her phone suddenly buzzed as she looked at the contact and smiled lightly – it was her sugar daddy. She had not told anyone that she has been picked up by one, not yet anyways.
[text]: hey, daddy! for you, daddy, always, hahaha. and well, which dress are you talking about?
Damien let his tongue run over his bottom lip as his phone chimed indicating that he had received a response from his sugar baby. A grin spread across his lips as he decided to just call her instead of typing another reply. He moved to pour himself a glass of whiskey while he waited for Hannah to pick up the call.
Liliana;
A few week has passed ever since she met him. She never thought that she would remain in contact with the man that almost die just outside the alley of her gallery. It was a scary experience and yet, when he survived, she felt relief and since he visited her last, the pair has grown closer to one another— another cause for Liliana to have another muse for her newly created masterpiece. “You still haven’t told me about what you do for a living… is that an early question or are you going to make me wait before you tell me what kind of business you run?” The last part, she was making a jest, still, that did crack a smile from those plump lips of hers as she looks over the taller man.
Damien was unpacking the takeout food he brought with him when she asked that question he quite honestly hated hearing from other people who he just met. Usually, it was some kind of public knowledge as to what kind of business Damien Dixon runs...well, at least his legal business that is, and so it never ceased to surprise him when people did not recognize him or did not know what business he runs. "I'm still contemplating whether to make you wait until you beg me to tell you." Damien jested with a playful grin on his face as he handed her one of the takeout food he bought.
Katherine;
She held up her hand. “I’ve been watching too much damn netflix. I am sorry,” she hissed. Katherine adjusted her posture, putting out a little more confidence to him. Great. Now you’re fucking hilarious to him, Katherine. “Just – don’t even,” she rolled her eyes. Katherine pinched the bridge of her nose as she yawned. It had been a long day, and she was tired.
Katherine raised her brows as her lips pursed. “I’ve known you for years! You know this is me going into survival mode.” Katherine sighed and tapped her fingers. He had a point. He probably wouldn’t have dragged out this. She swallowed hard and nodded.
He sighed. Damien was tired as well but it was obvious that his beautiful secretary had no plans on dropping the subject anytime soon. He bet she'd go at it all night long if she had to. "Yes. You've known me all these years and I never told you anything about this for a good reason. It was to keep you away from danger...yet, here you are. You walked right in on it and is now being nosey asking questions you shouldn't be asking." he said in exasperation as he waved his hands about while he was at it as well, as if to exaggerate his words.
"If you really want to avoid death then you better listen to me and you best just trust me. I won't do anything to put your life in any kind of danger, alright? Just do your job as my secretary and stay out of this. Pretend you didn't see anything and you're good." He said as a grin spread across his face. "Now, I think I know exactly what to do to distract you from it."
Penelope;
It was a rare sight to see her best friend completely naked with her hands between her legs. A rare sight, but it was definitely a good one as well. Lily did not seem to be dating anyone, as far as Penelope knew. How could she possibly be aroused? Penelope should not be one to judge so quickly. There were moments were she needed a release once in a while, but it was such a rare occasion for her. Seeing Lily sit up all flustered had caused for her to stand still, nibbling on her lower lip as she examined her pale, milky skin.
Penelope did not know where that offer come from. It wasn’t something she would normally do. Penelope had never been this forward. Well, at her age and profession, she had to stop being a little too forward. Looking at Lily’s face, clearly filled with confusion, Penelope was beginning to regret ever interrupting her in the first place. This was the last thing she needed to happen. She can’t allow a strain in the bond that they had.
But, lo and behold, Lily had answered. A wave of relief settling on her body as Penelope closed the door behind her, so the two were officially alone and in complete privacy. The woman found herself beginning to strip off the fabric of her clothing, leaving her in her bra and panties along with the stockings she wore to work. “This is a one time thing only, Lils.” Penelope mentioned as she had been crawling at the foot of her bed. Hands already on Lily’s thighs, spreading them open to plant an open mouth kiss on hers. Her moan and deep breathing had caused Penelope’s loins to burn. Lily had been rubbing her own clit which had Penelope give her a light push on her bed, so Penelope would be straddling her. “What got you so horny anyway? God, your pussy.. is so.. wet.”
The brunette watched as her best friend and roommate began to strip her clothes off. Lily could not help the slight grin that touched her lips when Penelope reminded her that this would just be a one time thing. "Mhm-hm." she nodded as she chewed on her lower lip. Anticipation sizzled through her veins as she felt the bed dip when Penelope crawled in to kiss her. Lily's eyes fluttered close as she kissed the other woman back with a soft moan leaving her lips. She was about to reach out to touch Penelope when the other pushed her down on the bed. Lily laid back against her pillows and she watched as Penelope straddled her. "I don't know...I was bored..." the woman admitted as she moved her hands to caress her friend's sides. "You're beautiful." she whispered with a fond smile on her face.
Katherine;
She sat down on the very edge of the seat she was perched on. Her teeth grind together as she watches him. He’s gorgeous – and for a split second she forgets about what he’s doing. He’s doing other business. Her eyes closed and she leans back. Now she’s covering her face and groaning. “Why couldn’t this have gone better? You are over there completely hunky dory about it. I guess so, you got money for whatever it is you are doing – and here I am FEARING my life. Thanks, Damien.”
She sighed and looked at her palms. “Adorable? What am I a fucking puppy, Damien? I’m angry, and of course my scrunched up nose is. Many people think so.” She sighed again and looked away. “I can’t relax, I’m tense. You don’t know you. You don’t associate yourself with you. You – don’t tell me to relax. You gotta make it go away. So I don’t fear my life. I mean am I supposed to flee the country now? Are there dead bodies laying around in the Atlantic? I mean tell me something. Or get my mind off of it. Because right now, I’m pissed as your secretary that you didn’t fucking charge your damn phone!”
Damien understood why she was agitated and why she felt on the edge ever since what had happed earlier. Her walking in on the drug deal. The confrontation between them. The threats. It was all intense. Katherine had every right to be upset and well...angry. She also had every right to fear for her life. But her subtle compliments made it easy to distract himself from the impending confrontation and allowed him to distract her away from that very topic as well. "Did you just say hunky dorky?" Damien could not hold the chuckle back anymore and it rumbled from his chest. He shook his head, very much amused as she snapped at him when he called her adorable.
"Jesus fucking Christ, Katherine. Calm your fucking tits down, woman!" Damien had to raise his own voice a bit to snap her out of her little panic and he sighed out before he stood from his seat and walked over to her. "If I planned on killing you to shut you pretty mouth up, I would have done so the moment you walked in the goddamn room." he said as he stared down at her sternly. "Now, is that fucking enough to reassure you that there will be no danger for your life?"
Katherine;
She’s giving him an angry look, and she is demanding that he tell her something. Katherine crosses her arms and sighs. Maybe if it’s even a tiny bit of relief that she isn’t in any harm or even what the hell she walked in on. “Come on, handsome. We’ve always been on good terms – just tell me.”
Damien rolled his eyes and he relaxed on the couch, his suit's jacket off and discared on the arm of the couch he was sitting on. The first three buttons of his inner shirt undone and the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Now that they were all alone in the penthouse suite, they had more privacy to discuss matters...especially what she had just walked in on just moments ago. However, Damien did not want her to get involved in it any further. She was supposed to help him sort his matters on his legal business and she was doing a stellar job at it, therefore, she no longer needed to be involved in his other businesses.
It was easy to ignore her demands when he focused on how cute her angry face was. Cute was probably the last thing she would want to hear from him but, it is what it is. He couldn't help the amused grin that spread across his face as he stared at her. "God, you look so fucking adorable when you scrunch your nose up like that." Damien drawled as he leaned forward to rest his arms over his spread knees. "Come on, Katherine. Just relax, alright. There is no need to be all fierce and angry with me. Trust me, it is better this way."
