temptations

alexander king, noah maxwell & alina demir

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@needfu1things​ :

A purposeful hand reached out to close the lid of his laptop, silencing all conversation with the employees who had ceased to matter the moment his attention had been diverted by the blushing escort.  He allowed a grin to spread across his features, something still stern in his eyes but he did appreciate her boldness.  And how her small hands looked cradled in his lap. “Mad at you?  Not at all,” Donovan insisted, fitting his palm against the contour of her cheek with a touch that promised gentleness and roughness both. “But the next time you do that I’ll pull you this side of the desk and fuck you in front of all those stuffy men in suits.  And if you keep biting your lip I’ll get them back on and do it anyway.”

alina sucked in a gasp, pressing her lips together. she was completely at his mercy, feeling a familiar dampness between her legs. she continued to look at him, her fingertips running along his thighs. her cheeks flushed an even brighter shade of pink as his large hand touched her cheek. 

“i don’t know if you meant that as a punishment or reward, but i’ll gladly take it.” she quipped, her fingers lightly grazing the bulge in his pants. “i’ll take anything you wish to do with me, really.” she said looking up at him, tilting her head slightly. 

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@sircns​ :

a smirk immediately fell upon her lips at the sight of alex’s reaction. it pleased her all too well that she could get a reaction out of him over some simple flirting. but then again, she wasn’t innocent to that too if he had done the same. she was almost tempted to stretch leg out from underneath the table to stroke his thigh, but she was a gentlewoman. “ i don’t play fair, alex. not these days. “ she replies simply, then gave him a knowing wink.

once the waiter had taken in their orders and they were left with their privacy, she rolled her eyes playfully. “ oh, the world’s gone mad, i presume. all upside down. “ astrid shakes her head in amusement, though was momentarily surprised by his admission. “ my brother, theo, did say you were sex on legs. when you were working with me years ago, he actually encouraged me to ask you out. that would have been a mess. “ she found herself admitting. and she didn’t deny her brother’s claims about alex. he was positively charming and all too handsome for this world. “ tell me, how compatible, exactly? i do like specifics, alex. “ astrid prompts, leaning her elbow once more on the table to support her chin on her hand; her gaze never leaving his.

“sex on legs, huh? that’s a new one.” alex said, quirking a brow. “what’s wrong with a little mess, zhang?” he teased, giving her a playful wink. “didn’t wanna get with mr. sex on legs?” 

alex’s eyes widened at her request. astrid had never been this forward before, not that he was complaining. “hmm, well for one you like being tied up. which is a coincidence because i was the first boy scout to earn my rope tying and knots badge.” he smirked, recalling the kinks on her profile. “i know you like it rough, something we both have in common.” he muttered, his blue eyes searching hers. 

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plotting call !! like this & i will hit you up on dms. 

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@needfu1things​ :

People didn’t play with Donovan West.  He wasn’t the playful type.  The even, intense stare he leveled on the escort who gave him the merest strip tease was that of a man used to being in control.  And he shifted, unsettled, in his chair.  The rumbling words that followed were for her, not the underlings on his computer screen. “Be careful how you proceed.  I tend to react very emphatically to being strung along.”  

That was exactly what she did, ducking under his desk and even before his unknown courtesan’s soft, sweet brown eyes glanced up between the open V of his legs he knew where she was headed and what she intended.  His employees got to witness the rare sound of their boss groaning.  Still, he didn’t move.  Didn’t reach to cradle her chin or to pull her fingers away from their teasing work. “I think the work day is at an end, don’t you?  Something else just … came up, ladies and gentlemen.  Someone that requires my full attention.”

alina suppressed a grin as she watched him shift in his seat, her hand still resting inches away from his crotch. as he hastily ended his conference call, alina knew she was in for a world of trouble. would he admonish her?speak to her boss? she chewed on her lower lip, her cheeks flushed pink.

she placed her small hands on his lap. “are you mad at me, mr. west?” she asked coyly, her eyes pleading with him. 

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@spvrksflying​ :

     as he got to his feet she stopped in her tracks. “ bad girls ? ” brows raising in mock confusion as she turns her head to look around the room. “ i don’t see any bad girls around here? i don’t know what on earth you’re talking about, ” looking back at him she bit down at her bottom lip for a moment.

     “ you wouldn’t be insinuating that i’m the bad girl, now would you ? i would hate for that to be your perception, ” she quipped hoping it wouldn’t be too long now until he broke.

noah bit his lip, suppressing a grin. he loved the way she teased. rolling up his sleeves, he brushed past her opening the wardrobe by the bed. “i’m getting ready for bed,” he said nonchalantly, using one hand to undo the first two buttons on his shirt. “i suggest you do the same.” 

he wasn’t giving in tonight, not if he could help it. he wanted to get to bed as soon as possible. any longer and he would break. resisting the urge to bend her over and punish her right there, he turned his gaze to the window instead. 

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@dcsirxblcs​ :

alina stood on her toes, peeping through the hole in the door. today was her first day and surprisingly, she had been booked right away by one of the most seasoned members in the garden. she tugged at her hair anxiously, she’d hate to disappoint on her first day. reaching out to knock on the door, her hand trembled slightly as she adjusted her lace bralette.

after a few raps on the hardwood, the door swung open to reveal an older handsome man on the other end. putting on a coy smile to mask her nervousness, she addressed him politely. “good evening, mr. rosier. i’m alina demir, it’s nice to meet you.” she said extending a hand towards him. “i believe you hired me for the night?” 

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@needfu1things​ :

All of what Donovan had said (without realizing it) to an escort he’d meant about food but the moment she entered forward into his field of vision behind his laptop and looking like every heated dream he’d ever had wrapped up in the sweetest little chemise he meant it, every word, about her.  His gaze flitted from the executives clueless to their boss’ carnal distraction to the sweetly smiling woman and back again. “The … ermm … the Tokyo deal needs to go through.  Don’t spare blushes if they resist.  Be rough and hard if necessary,” he instructed the people he was paying extortionate salaries to in order to get the job done so he could presumably unwind at the Garden.

Though the proximity of a dusky brunette reminded him he’d done precious little of it since arriving.  The glances he stole at her were burning, his green eyes afire but still he said nothing to her, did not address the reason she was there or the thousand ways he wanted to bend her over this desk at the moment. “Work comes first,” he chimed in to a conversation among his staff. “Always.”  And it did, for Donovan.

work comes first? not if alina could help it. a mischievous grin spread across her features as she dropped a strap of her silk dress off her shoulder, giving him a small peek at the pink of her nipple. she loved that he was distracted and although she wouldn’t go as far as to out herself on camera, she enjoyed the idea of making him squirm in his seat.

silently, she disappeared behind his desk, crawling under the table to where he was seated. using her slender fingers, she grazed his upper leg all the way to his inner thigh stopping short of his impressive bulge. biting her lip, she looked up at him, her brown eyes searching his.

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@sircns​ :

astrid simply laughed at his offer, but she wouldn’t be opposed to a little more blue in her wardrobe. or a little too much of it, that is. she was very pleased, though, that he liked the color on her.

the drive to the restaurant was faster than she expected. when they arrived, she held onto his arm as they entered the establishment. it screamed upper class, and she almost cringed at it but kept her composure. being around places like this simply reminded her of the life she once had before her family’s mess caught up to her.

still, she gave alex her most charming smile as they were seated by the host. she perused the menu briefly before shooting alex an almost knowing smirk. “ why deny where the night takes us? we could end up back at your suite after this, tipsy over wine or not. “ she cooed suggestively. “ or on this table. whichever you fancy. “ astrid raised a brow at him before looking down at the menu to leave him to his thoughts. she couldn’t get her mind off of him since they parted from the meeting room, and she doubted the thought of him would leave her any time soon. “ i’ll have the filet mignon with the roasted potatoes. and their best rosé. “

astrid’s suggestion made alex stiffen benath the table as he sucked in a breath to compose himself. “c’mon, zhang. that’s not fair.” he chuckled, his body’s immediate response taking even him by surprise. flagging down a server, he ordered their dishes and watched him scurry off, noticing a hint of a wry smile on his lips. 

“astrid zhang,” alex grinned, “who would’ve thought i’d be the client of my client?” he mused aloud, leaning over to gaze into her dark eyes. “i’ve always found you attractive, mind you. i just didn’t know we were so... compatible.”

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@needfu1things​ :

Donovan had found few escorts as instantly captivating as the lithe brunette he’d seen earlier today.  He stopped dead in his tracks, stared, and felt his throat choke off a groan that wanted to sound just from the mere sight of her.  Impulsively, he’d booked the escort for tonight, and in what for him was a truly rare act of carelessness had instructed for a key to his suite to be left for her at the concierge desk.  The beautiful woman had stayed in his mind all day since.  Or most of it.

With a multinational corporation to run Donovan tended to get distracted by work and as the sun went down its red-gold rays found him at a desk paying no attention to the glorious view through the picture windows nearby, still wearing a suit and tie and staring into the screen of a laptop where a half dozen executives were nervously fidgeting via teleconference. “I don’t care what it costs, I want the new operations hub in Tokyo up and running by next month.  Make it happen,” Donovan ordered with the air of someone who was accustomed to obedience.  As the executives on screen nodded and apologized, the sound of his suite door opening reached the distracted dominant’s ear.  Thinking it was room service delivering dinner, he waved distractedly towards the source without looking through to the living room. “Just bring it in here.  I’ll have it on the desk, provided you’ve kept it hot for me.”

alina stood awkwardly by the door frame, watching the man with intrigue. nervously tugging on the ends of her black chemise, she ventured into his suite the man’s gaze still glued to his screen. she studied his features from afar, her heart beginning to quicken its pace. he was very handsome. a soft blush spread across her cheeks as she bit down her on her lip to suppress a smile. 

when she heard that a member had picked her personally, she thought it was an error on the app. why would he hire someone who had been working for a little less than a month? 

remembering her training, she strode over, positioning herself behind the laptop’s camera. she would hate to embarrass him by revealing herself on-screen. leaning over his desk, she gave him a timid smile, her cleavage on full display. 

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@sircns​ :

her mum always said that nervous was a good sign. it meant that you cared a great deal, perhaps a lot more than you could let on. astrid never felt nervous around her fiance, which she found to be quite odd given her mother’s advice. now that advice seemed to resonate as she fidgeted nervously with the strap of her purse on her way out of the dormitories clad in an ocean blue swing dress.

his smile was contagious from afar, and she couldn’t help but beam back at him as she rode shotgun in his bentley. ( she still found it odd that the driver’s seat wasn’t on the other side) “ well, you’re not so bad yourself. i am very lucky woman, indeed. “ she jested before strapping on the seat belt across her chest. “ oh, i doubt they would if they knew who i was. ‘’ astrid chuckled lowly before relaxing back on the seat. she hummed appreciatively towards him, her hand reaching out to tug at his collar playfully. “ i like this color on you. “ she says lowly, her gaze sultry. “ brings out your eyes. “

“blue looks gorgeous on you,” he grinned, eyes trailing down her body. “that your favorite color? i should buy you more of those.” he mused, looking into her dark eyes. “nothing but the best for astrid zhang, am i right?” he said with a wink, waiting for her to get settled in her seat before driving off. 

the drive over was shorter than expected, the gods of new york traffic must have been on his side. soon enough, he was handing his keys to the valet and entered the restaurant, offering astrid his arm to hold. the host recognized him immediately, ushering them to his usual table. 

“order whatever you want, zhang.” he said reassuringly. “this place has some really good wine. just don’t order too much, or our plan of taking things slow would definitely be comproised.” he said with a flirty wink.

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was that alina demir seen walking around the garden ? the 23 year old, escort started working here march 2020, and has gained the reputation of being compassionate + naive. they are heterosexual and are into d/s + brattiness, but not anal. here at the garden they have been matched with tom hiddleston, avan jogia, tommy martinez, any male fc  — aslihan malbora, cis female, she/her

profile

name : alina melissa demir

nickname : alina / ali 

age : 23

height : 5′2

occupation : escort / former nanny

likes : new friends, fresh flowers, sweets

dislikes : needles, heights, swimming (she can’t swim) 

sexuality : heterosexual 

kinks : d/s, brattiness (from her end), ddlg, creampie, total power exchange

anti-kinks : anal, scat, bathroom play, knifeplay 

work history

alina demir, the oldest daughter of turkish immigrants, was thrust into the caregiver role at seventeen when both her parents died in a car crash on their way home from work. determined to provide for her two younger siblings, she graduated high school and began taking odd jobs. at the age of nineteen, she found a steady job as a nanny for a wealthy family. however, when her bosses packed up and moved across the state, alina found herself without a job and desperate for cash. hearing whispers about a high-paying escort job in the heart of nyc, she jumped at the chance despite being a little inexperienced. she’s been working at the garden for a month now and after much training, she’s earning enough to feed her two teenage sisters, and a little extra pocket money for herself. 

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alina :: tag drop !!

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@sircns​ :

astrid scoffs playfully, but no one would have missed the tinge of red in her cheeks. her fingers clutched around the box rather protectively, one of the first real gifts she’s had in the last few months. she didn’t think alex really know how much it meant to her. “ i appreciate that, really. “astrid said fondly, her skin aflame with his briefest of touch. she was grateful he wanted to take things slow because given the situation they were in now, it might take some bit of reeling.

“ not too long, though - i hope. “ she added teasingly, feeling her cheeks burn even more at the gentle kiss against her forehead. being around the garden has heightened her curiosity after all that training. but she appreciated the pacing, nonetheless. “ we can catch up tonight, then. it’s been years. i’d love to know what the great alexander king’s been up to these past few years. “

alex pulled up outside the employee dormitory, rolling down the window to pick up his date. he had been anticipating it from the moment he signed the contract. he took a deep breath. this wasn’t the first time he had gone on a date, so why was he so nervous? he’d wined and dined escorts in the past, why was this any different? 

a smile spread across his face as he saw her emerge from the shadows of the building. “looking good, zhang.” he smirked, unlocking the doors to his bentley. “all the guys at the restaurant will be giving me death glares once they see you on my arm.” 

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@hcavcnlyx​ :

elara had been sat in the bar, people watching as well as looking for something, or someone, interesting to do, when she got the notification that she had been requested. Heading to the dressing room to make herself more presentable, a skintight, pale pink dress to compliment her curves and her complexion as there had been no specifications in her request.

it wasn’t long before she found herself in front of the door, adjusting her dress as she waited for the door to open, fixing a wide smile on her face as she heard the handle turning. her expression froze momentarily as she recognised the man on the other side of the threshold, “professor maxwell?” she exclaimed, surprised to see her old poetry professor within the walls of the garden. she only allowed herself to be surprised momentarily before she once again smiled up at at him.  “well you tell me, you’re the one who requested me here after all. is this to fulfil some fantasy you had back when i was in your class? ” winking as she teased him.

the flirty remark caused noah to dissolve into a coughing fit, his face flushing bright red. “i didn’t notice... you looked so different on your profile.” he muttered, sucking in a breath to compose himself. “i assure you, this was an accident. i have never invited a student to bed before.” he said, crossing his arms.

“i was working on some papers and i was careless. i didn’t double-check your name or anything.” he sighed, running a hand through his dark hair. to say he was tense was an understatement.

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@spvrksflying​ :

     a fleeting glance, but a glance nonetheless. she took that as a win, the corners of her lips pulling upwards to reveal the faintest hint of a smirk. “ mm, sounds like i must have enjoyed it, ”she added as his eyes moved back to the screen in front of him. something was gotta give at some point, kimmy was hoping it would be soon. after a moment she straightened back up pushing a strand of hair behind her ear, “ maybe i will go and check it out. perhaps it’ll jog my memory. ”

     she walked behind him, letting her fingertips graze his back from one shoulder to the other as she moved and spoke. “ you want to join me ? point ‘em out so i can see ? ” she pulled her hand back letting as innocent of an expression as she could muster rest on her features.

the sensation of her fingertips against his skin was enough to elicit a soft groan. part of him wanted to take her right then and there, feeling himself twitch in arousal. “i’d rather not, it’s... chilly out.” he mumbled, trying to keep his composure. he was losing it and from the smile on her face, she knew it too. 

“besides,” he said turning to the brunette, “i don’t reward bad girls.” he smirked, getting up from his desk. it was a battle of wills and he wanted to win. 

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@sircns​ :

“ oh, sure they do. “ astrid rolled her eyes playfully. it seemed a habit that she caught on whenever alex met with other clients other than zhang corp. to represent. still, it would have been nice to hear her given name. being called zhang had a terrible way of consistently associating herself with her family’s crimes.

astrid beamed when offered the velvet box. “ so soon? someone’s indulgent. “ she laughs breezily before opening the box to reveal a beautiful and simple one-pearl necklace. when was the last time anyone had gotten her gifts since last year? astrid gazed at alex fondly. “ thank you. it’s beautiful. “ she’ll make sure to wear it as often as she may need for some given occasion. a graceful smile splayed on her lips before she closed the box in her hand. she looked at him in a suspiciously playful manner. “ le bernardin sounds perfect. although something tells me it’s not just dinner i’m getting tonight. “

“you’ll look beautiful in it. well, more beautiful than you already are.” he said earnestly, his usual smirk replaced by a genuine smile. he walked over to her, his gaze serious for a moment. “astrid, if you think it’s too soon and you don’t feel like it, we don’t have to. alright?” he muttered, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. “i just wanna show you a good time tonight, that’s all.”

alex knew the zhangs very well, well at least he thought he did. he had no doubt that astrid was innocent; she didn’t have the heart to do the unspeakable things her father did. if the media frenzy surrounding her family wasn’t enough, she also lost her mother. he tried reaching out to her but he didn’t want to give her the impression that he did so out of pity. through the years, he’d come to care about the zhangs. he cared about her.

“we can get down to business once you’re comfortable enough.” he winked, giving her a quick peck on the forehead before gathering his belongings.