Thread: Dampylle and Me

To Alice it did not matter what he was, she knew her master would show up to try and claim her, and probably die trying, she had no doubt about that. So she figured she would have no choice other than to get over the fact of who he was, and what he was. It was true however she was not as attached to her master as she should have been, but that was because she had hardly fed from him, had she fed from him more her connection with him would have been stronger, and not so weak as to let her look flushed around this man. Her traits however allowed her to drink from humans or other vampires, and her body would accept it as both one in the same. She watched him as he looked at her then move, her eyes trying not to fixate on his body and more so at the floor as she tried to not think about him, but the harder she tried not to the more she did, of course. Taking a soft and slow breath she tried to calm herself a bit to get the blush to go away. Finally she had something else to look at, the dresses. She had of course already decided which one she liked more and carefully took the midnight blue dress from him, trying not to make eye contact with him or else she might give away that she was in fact her for the first time wanting someone this badly, to touch, and more. Thank you. She managed to say without squeaking, her voice rather calm and level, 'thank goodness,' she thought to herself. With the dress in one hand and her holding up her towel in the other she decided it may be best if she found another room to change in and turned around to leave before she said or did anything she would regret, cursing herself for having any attraction toward him, but it seemed she could not help herself, she still was female, and her unique abilities gave her, her own mind and it seemed to think that the male was very attractive, the rest of her could not argue with that either. Finally finding a room she went in and set the dress on the bed carefully. Taking a deep breath she tried to calm herself again, getting the red to finally go away now that he was not shirtless and hair down in the room with her. She kept the towel around herself as she sat down on the bed, thinking to herself, wondering what the hell she was thinking, but all she could think was the look of his body and how badly she wanted to feel it. Shaking her head she tried to get those thoughts out before they progressed further. She managed to find some under garments in this room and carefully removed the towel from around her body, once again not being as modest as she should have been she left the door slightly cracked, accidentally not closing it all the way as she slipped on the panties, and then the bra, finding that both fit she smiled and looked in the mirror, sighing as she saw the scar on her ribs from the night she was attacked and nearly killed, had it not been for her master she would have been dead and not walking around as she did now. For a moment she enjoyed being in the room, cooling off as her body had decided to heat up at the thought of Dagon. She sat on the edge of the bed before laying back and running a hand through her hair, wondering what to do. She could leave and go to a cave, but she did not want that. Maybe she could avoid him all together to keep him out of her thoughts, but she doubted that. Closing her eyes for a moment the blushed seemed to creep back to her cheeks as she remembered him walking toward her with the dresses, she wanted to yell at herself, but she could not help it, even given what he was she was not too worried about it. She stayed like that for a little while, enjoying just being in the undergarments for now, figuring he would go back to his desk and do what ever it was he did in this place.