Spoiler: discipline Marcus 16,4,4 vs Chloe 20 Chloe felt Marcus lean over to her ear and start whispering. "Why don't you tell us what you really want~" He whispered oh, so sweetly... Surprisingly, she felt she could snap from his control, to throw away his will... alternatively, she could follow his instructions... allow his will to snap around her like a collar and to take control.
I look up at Marcus, feeling him massage my mind and trying to force me to end to his will. I look at him, my irons flashing fire and iron. “I am no toy to be used for fun. If you want to train me, I know I have a lot to learn. Otherwise, leave me to Hector.”
Out to the side, Chloe could hear a snort. "You have to admit, she has fire." She could hear Hector's smug voice. "You always had more luck then brain when picking them up." Marcus grumbeled. "But, I do admit, she has some spunk... good." Suddenly, she felt any hold he had on her disappear. "Tomorrow, we shall start your training." Marcus said as he looked at Hector. "Good night, Hector." Then he turned and exited the office, leaving the Childe and Sire alone.
I rise and look at Hector. “Seems I managed to retain my clothes this time. Small victories.” I chuckle. “So will all my nights be this interesting?”
Hector chuckled. "Let's hope not." He shook his head. "Normally, it's not as... lively, as it is this nights... but." He shrugged. "These are old lands. Wild lands." He hesitated. "Chloe... be careful. I fear the things will become even more... lively, these nights."
I walk over to Hector and trace his chest with the nail of my index finger. I bite my lower lip and look at him with mock innocence. “I normally am a fan of lively nights.”
"Oh?" A small smile formed on his lips, as he held her hand. "Maybe a little lively night would do us good~" He brought her knuckles to his lips.
I smile at Hector, seeing the pride in his eyes for defying Marcus and that familiar hungry look. I put on my best innocent face, raising my voice to a girlish pitch. “Hmm, perhaps I spend the day in your bed, if that’s allowed.”
Hector laughed as he put his hand around her waist. "I think that is a wonderful idea." He got up, and a moment later she found he was carrying her like a princess to his room. They walked past Clara, who bowed lightly. Once they entered his bedroom, she witnessed the room that was tastefully cosy. Hector stopped in front of his bed, while the maid closed the door behind, and turned to look at Chloe.
I look at my sire. The handsome man who saved me from permanent death and gave me this different existence. I walk over to him. He towers over me eyes smoldering. “Your brother is intense. Are sibling rivalries always adversarial?”
The man smiled, as he cupped her cheek. "Our clan, is passionate. But sometimes, I think he is more stubborn than Brujah... but I will admit, he is often driven by logic." He sighted. "Shall we go to sleep?" He asked, pointing at the bed. "There is not much night left..."
I smile and strip down. Using a bit of blood to give my cold pale body the flush of life. I purposefully act playful and demure placing my hand to partially obscure my breast and slit. “By all means Hector. Take your progeny to bed.”
"Hmph... You're getting a little uppity." Emilia rolls her eyes with amusement, getting dress to head back home.
"Well now~" He hummed as he started walking up to the bed, unbuttoning his shirt. "In another kind of situation would have raised some eyebrows..." He approached the younger woman, suddenly grabbed her and raised in the air, agian, before throwing her on the bed. "But the age difference~" He chuckled as he knelt on the bed, crawling above her, bringing his lips to her thigh and kissing it lightly.
Click, click, click, click. Emilia's heels clicked loudly on the pavement of the underground garage as she made her way to her car. "Successful week?" Someone called to her. As Emilia turned, she noticed a dark-haired woman, a member of the board of directors, Selena Agramonte addressing her. She was standing in front of her own car, behind her a tall bodyguard, ever so silent.
“Age difference,” I chuckle. “I doubt modern smut dance is your thing but you should know all men under 100 are their age and all men over are 35.” I raise a leg and wrap it around Hector’s back before pulling him close and kissing him with burning passion.
Hector merely smiled at the comment. He leaned forward, his lips capturing the woman's, slowly he lowered his hips, his chest came to touch her's, he slowly moved his hands up her torso, along her sides, his fingers swiftly, tickling, before pinning her hands above her head to the bed. For a moment, he hovered above her, before lowering keeping his lips just outside of reach of hers.
Emilia, walking along in a daze, thinking of her secretary's touch and her misspent youth, totally missing her boss. She jumps, nearly dropping her car keys, turning to face Selena, chest rising and falling, heart pumping blood at a faster rate through her body. "Selena. Sorry, you startled me." She gives an awkward little laugh in an attempt to break the ice. "Yes, we've nearly finalised that deal with Mithras Tech." She speaks, taking care to sound casual - it's not exactly the first time she's had to act natural in front of the higher ups. "I didn't know you were still here." She adds, eyes glancing momentarily at the other woman's pale - but delectably thick - thighs.
All my plithy responses are devoured by Hector’s lips. I feel my body come alive under his touch. I wonder if this is some sign I was a slut in life. The fact that I only truly feel human in moments of intimacy. Perhaps it does but I put it out of my mind as I reach for his member and begin to stroke.
For a moment, as she glanced down, then back up, Emilia's body almost shuddered - there was just something majestic... Entralling, about Selena. "Oh? Working late? Good job!" The voice sent shivers down her spine. "And..." She looked into her eyes, they were beautiful... She could drown in them... "How much are you stealing from the company in that transaction?" She asked, and the truth, the answer, escaped Emilia before she even realised it... Only a moment later she realised the question and her own truthful answer to it...
