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Thread: Through the Night (with Chaos)

Olivia was... still not very impressed, though she had to appreciate the blonde's dedication to making something work once she had realized the obvious limitation in Liv's ability to meet this man she spoke of. She could pick up the gruff voice on the opposite side of the line, and Claire's mentor's words gave more amusement to Olivia than anything Claire was yet to do - especially that line about sleeping with vampires. She swore she could see Claire pink up at the thought and that nervous stutter... Okay, even if Claire wasn't exactly on her good side she was cute - and trying. It was obvious that the blonde, whose youthful look reminded Liv of her own, hadn't meant to cause any harm and now that she had the chance to process she was coming to appreciate the effort that Claire was taking. For the first time, Olivia flashed the woman a smile. Yes, lets. She said little else until they're part-way there, and she walked just steps behind Claire to allow to take the lead. As they're nearing their destination, she says two quiet words Thank you.
Thread: Through the Night (with Chaos)

Olivia didn't have to worry about tiring one benefit to vampirism - she seemed to have enough energy to do anything she might want to. Just days prior she too would have wished for a car, but now such a venture felt like nothing. However, that didn't stop seemingly endless walking from being boring - when Claire announced that they had arrived, Olivia was thrilled simply on the basis that they could actually do something. She wasn't sure what she had expected, but the cluttered apartment and man inside it definitely weren't that. They came as a pleasant surprise, however - Olivia had always been a big reader and to be surrounded by so many books was familiar and almost inviting - almost . There was no ignoring how nervous she felt as she cautiously stepped in to the apartment and the click of the door's lock brought a furrow to her brow - had she just been locked in? She supposed that was not meant to mean anything, but in the territory of some kind of sorcerer she couldn't help but be concerned. In person, the man sounded much friendlier than in person. In addition, he didn't look like he could be much older than her - though there was an age in her eyes that she didn't quite understand. As he walked towards his couch, sending Claire off to grab drinks, she followed close behind and without permission she didn't sit. Instead she stood in front of them, nodding. That is correct. Turned three days ago, bunch of assholes at a bar. I don't really know where to go from here or, well, anything. I'm pretty much clueless and Claire there kind of zapped my attempt to get answers.
Thread: Through the Night (with Chaos)

He nodded slowly, Three days... Hmm... And I take it you have yet to feed? He said, asking her as he studied her face, a hard thing to do with many vampires, the older ones were quite good at faking emotions and deceiving people. It was a vampire thing to some extent. Not all, but a good number of them were like that. A natural talent that came with the curse. Well first off let me tell you, sun light will not destroy you like you've seen it do in the movies. Not unless you're a particularly cruel vampire, or at least I think that's how it goes. Most of my experience with vampires involves throwing fire at them. Wizards and vampires rarely get along, although I can quote a few instances of them teaming up for something big, so it's not unheard of. As for the sun though, don't get me wrong, you'll want to avoid it, it may hurt, and it will definitely hamper your powers, but it won't outright kill you. I think vampires are just a lot more susceptible to heat then humans are. Probably why fire works so damn well. Claire busied herself in the kitchen making some tea and coffee for the others, listening in as she kept stealing peeks at Olivia, curious to see the girl have her questions answered. So, about feeding. You won't kill your victim unless you get gluttonous or want them dead. And you should only need to feed on one person every two or three nights to keep your strength up. If you want to be really strong though, you may have to feed on one or two a night. Basically the more you feed the more fuel you have. Which makes me wonder, can vampires get their strength from eating rare steaks as well? He asked to the air, a slight twinkle in his eye as he said it, the idea curious to him, one he'd like to test. I do know you don't have to skip out on normal food anymore, you can still eat it if you like, but I don't know if you even need it now. I have seen vampires indulge in hamburgers and other mortal foods, so I'd imagine you'd still want to, perhaps even just to keep your sense of humanity. Claire brought over a round tray to the coffee table, and Samael moved the stacks of books off somewhere safe. Claire looked up to Olivia with a smile, Tea or cofee? She asked, having three mugs and a pot of coffee with the kettle of water for the tea sitting on a pad on the kitchen counter. Samael took a mug of coffee, black as night, and put nothing into it. It was high quality stuff, not some cheap stuff you could get at a local grocery store. He took a sip, and set it down on a coaster, before leaning back and studying Olivia. So that all said, what kind of questions do you have?
Thread: Through the Night (with Chaos)

Sunlight wouldn't kill her - yeah, she had figured something along those lines. She hadn't dared to walk out in the daylight - even propping a curtain open had made her feel like she was burning. Not burning alive, rather a small inkling of heat, like that of a lighter that was creeping towards your flesh. It hadn't killed her, hadn't set in her flames, hadn't turned her to ash - nothing like that. What it had done had made her feel... drained? Not pleased with the sensation, Liv hadn't exactly waited to see what the long term effects would have been but she surely would not have liked them. Coffee please, Liv said as Claire asked, and for the first time since the pair met the vampire didn't sound angry or upset. She offered Claire a small smile before she emptied a couple spoons of sugar in to it, passing n any cream or milk. Before the turn she was intolerant and though she imagined that vampires may not have that same problem, the last thing she wanted to do was end up with her face in a toilet because a bit of milk spoiled her. Maybe she should ask about that? Though... why would a wizard know anything about the intricacies of a vampire's digestive system? In the end she elected not to, and held the cup firmly in both hands, the warmth radiating in to her skin. Despite the susceptable to heat speculation, Liv had always enjoyed the warmth of a cup of cocoa or coffee... or tea... or whatever warm beverage may be offered to her. Just... the feeding thing, mostly. And why - but I don't think you can answer that question. I trusted the man who let this happen to me, and he got me drunk and threw me to the wolves. It's a relief to know that people can survive but will they end up like me? How did that happen if people don't have to die? That's how it works, right - the bite? Turns you? Of course, she knew very little about the mechanics of true vampirism and just what television had showed her. This was obviously no Vampire Diaries however.
Thread: Through the Night (with Chaos)

Claire quickly poured her a cup of coffee, before hurrying off to get the kettle for the tea and the hot pad, and poured herself a cup, sitting down on the comfy chair and wrapped one of the old but thick and warm blankets around herself. She stirred the tea around slowly, and let it stew before slowly taking small sips, listening to her mentor and the vampire lady talk. Hmm.... Samael said thoughtfully after taking a sip of coffee. Well, it's hard to say why vampires need blood, I guess it's part of the curse, or whatever it is. As for being turned, yes, it's from the bite, and I'm quite sure it's an intentional choice of the vampire. Whoever bit you wanted to make you a vampire, for what reason, I can't tell you, but, I suppose I could be convinced to go down there and find out for you, it's been a slow week. Samael said with a slight smile, thinking of how kicking around some vampires on a slow night might be fun, that club was well outside what he deemed the safe zone, but it was still a bit too close for his liking. As for feeding... He said looking to Olivia, and then slowly looked over at Claire as he sipped his coffee. You need to have some blood soon don't you... He said slowly, still looking at Claire, who looked up, getting a scared look as she stared back at her mentor. No. She quickly and softly said giving her head a shake and clutching the tea, her face turning red. At that point he grinned. Oh yes. And downed his coffee before standing up from the couch and turning back to Olivia. I think it would be best if you had at least a little snack from my apprentice. She's tough enough, she can handle it. But what about... Claire stammered, interrupting, but Samael cut her off and continued. Quiet, I'll explain that, I'm sure it will be fine. He said, and turned back to Olivia, Wizard blood is apparently much... tastier, to vampires than normal every day people blood, although why more vampires don't come after us for it, I don't know. Maybe we can turn them to ash with a single word? He chuckled, and shook his head, turning back to his apprentice. Take her into my bedroom, and sit on the edge of the bed, I'll be in here reading if you need me, just keep the door open so I can keep an eye on you two. He said, and winked at his apprentice, getting a confused and probably scared look from her face. B-b-but... No buts, go. Claire sighed, and finished her tea before slowly standing up and walking towards the door, before turning back and looking sheepishly at Olivia, her face bright red with embarrassment.
Thread: Through the Night (with Chaos)

Claire's cherry-red face was probably more amusing to Olivia than the fact that some dude basically just told her that he wanted to watch them on his bed. The worst part? Olivia had absolutely no qualms about actually doing that, despite the obvious hesitation of the young blonde. A little dumb at times or not, Claire had a cue naivety in her and Liv remember when she was like that. Hell, she would have been a teenager back when she was like that - though that felt like it was forever ago, only several years had passed since her early college days when she had acted all shy and sweet. Liv was only twenty-two after all. I mean.... At least this way there will be something around in case something goes wrong? Despite him saying that feeding wasn't a death sentence and that for the most part the risk was minimal, that didn't change how worried Olivia was about the concept. She couldn't imagine doing it safely, and frankly having someone around to make sure she didn't go and kill someone made her feel a lot better. The part about wizard blood being extra tasty? Well, she didn't know what to think about that. She had been extremely drawn to Claire when she had got wounded, though. Did that mean she would be less attracted to the average person when they got wounded? As questionable of a call as this seemed rational or not, everything about, well, everything was weird nowadays, Liv seemed strangely calm about it all - at least outwardly. She offered Samael a shrug as if to say sure, why not and then turned her gaze to Claire. It was up to her whether this actually happened or not.
Thread: Through the Night (with Chaos)

Claire stood nervously in the doorway, trying to avoid eye contact, as she felt incredibly nervous. It wasn't that she minded helping out so much, or being bit. But she found Olivia to be very pretty, and something like this, it seemed all too intimate. She nervously looked up at Olivia's words, and quickly looked over to Samael. Samael looked at Olivia as she got up, and then at his apprentice, and gave a sigh. Look. If you're nervous about dieing, you could always place your blasting rod against her heart. He said almost nonchalantly. Claire meeped at the thought of putting her weapon against the other girl. I-It's not that... I just... I assure you, I've had more then two vampire women feed on me. I've survived each one. So, can you help our new friend out? He asked his apprentice. i... well... I've just... O-okay.... She said nervously, wondering just how this experience would go. She just knew there was more to it then a simple bite, but she wasn't quite sure what, and Samael was acting like it was little more then eating a bowl of soup. She looked to Olivia, but did not make direct eye contact, and nodded slowly, offering out her hand. O-okay... Do want you need to do.... J-just be gentle... she said blushing even more.
Thread: Through the Night (with Chaos)

Olivia didn't need to understand the depth of what she was getting herself in to in order to understand it wasn't coming easy to Claire. It wasn't like the nervousness was one way - Liv was equally as freaked out by the idea of feeding for the first time as Claire was of becoming a snack. She didn't miss how the blonde spared no glance to her as she held her out her hand, but the brunette tried not to take the distancing personally. So how do you want to go about this? Olivia asked as they stepped in to the room, leaving the door propped open for everyone's comfort. She stepped in close, looked Claire over with hazel eyes, and though she was once again overwhelmed with the strong scent of blood lingering from Claire's earlier wound she did nothing without first asking how the wanted to do this. Wrist, neck...? I'll... do my best to be gentle. If that doesn't work out, uh, well I know you're more than capable of bring me down.
Thread: Synergy [private for me and InsertNameHere]

It was 11AM and Aaron had been awake for a few hours already. From a distant observer, Aaron's life looked pretty neat. He build himself a nice and healthy business that could both align with his ethic and his need for more material things. Helping people whose project he found useful and important getting the necessary money to make them real was like dreaming of turning people's dream into reality. And, that allowed him to live a life most people would find sweet. A large and fashionable appartment in a posh district, a relaxing country house, a happy marriage with his beautiful asian wife and a Schedule iwth just enough space to enjoy both the family and friends he kept from college. Aaron also kept himself in good shape. He used to be in the swimming club and did some martial art too and, now, he was mostly running or hitting the gym to keep in shape. This tall 35 years old man didn't go unnoticed and amusingly used it when ordering a drink to a barrista or asking a lady a favor at any kind of desk. Also, his wife's friends and her sister liked to have him around. Uch like he knew his own friends probably didn't always have the purest thoughts when looking at the love of his life. Of course, all those people didn't know how their couple really worked. It worked perfectly well but it held sweet secret. It was a female led Relationship. To put it simply, she was the boss of the house. In fact, he willingly called her Mistress in private and that explained why he had just finished setting her breakfast on the cosy dining room's table, only dressed in his black boxers. And, he nicely spread some melted chocolate to write Happy Birthday on a small plate, next to some french pancakes. There were also fresh fruits, sliced and pressed, coffee, some tea, so she had the choice, toast, cereals and Lisa Eckdahl playing a sweet and lazy jazz tune. He knew she'd probably not be long now, the woman he admired above all and turned his face toward the hall to spot her entrance. He knew the dance perfectly, he'd first greet her by bowing very low or kneeling down and kissing the tip of her hand, then he'd help her in her chair and place pillows Under her feet before serving her both in drinks and food and quietly kneel either by her side or Under the table, at her feet. Some would call it humiliating but he didn't mind. She earned every right to own him. He was proud this beautiful and intelligent woman chose him too.
Thread: Synergy [private for me and InsertNameHere]

img590x550 img440x540 Name Ashley Bailey Age 30 Height 172 cm Special has a great memory knows six languages fluently Polish, Japanese, Chinese, German, Russian, Italian aside from English very good at profiling people their personality type, what they want, which words to use Family sister, parents, two brothers Character traits friendly, warm, playful, possessive, loving, loyal Likes sex, reading, challenges for her intelligence, video games Dislikes big spiders, liars Ashley didn't know her alarm clock was switched off by her handsome and dashing husband. So while normally she would be long ago on her legs instead she was only waking up. Yawning softly she stretched and looked on the clock, raising her eyebrows when seeing how late it was. Then she remembered something else. Today were her thirtieth birthdays. Grimacing slightly at the nervous feeling deep inside her she pushed it on the back of her mind. Sitting up on the bed she saw Aaron wasn't there. Standing up she went to wash her face and put on some morning cream, few days ago deciding it was a high time to start caring about her skin some more. That done she decided she won't be going out anywhere today. Celebrating a day of birth was a good excuse for being a bit lazy. Choosing one of her comfy house outfits she walked out of their bedroom of their comfortable apartment . Ashley loved her life and loved her husband. Everything was perfect, they had everything that they needed, their business prospering, their projects being successful. She appreciated it every day... but they needed to work hard their success, it wasn't like it came to them easily. They put a lot of work into it so they deserved to enjoy it. Walking into the kitchen she yawned and first not seeing Aaron there only to blush softly and smile when she noticed what was prepared for her. She probably would be given a breakfast to bed if not for the both of them disliking it deeply, eating in bed. Being kissed on her hand made her always smile since it made her feel special and appreciated. Leaning down when the male kneeled she kissed her forehead. I would like to eat with you today, my slave and handsome husband , she said, stroking his cheek. Today is a special day and I would like to share it with you.. Although I must say you look stunning only in those boxers of yours
Thread: Synergy [private for me and InsertNameHere]

Aaron didn't mind kneeling down in front of Ashley, not only was it about love, their own kind of kinky love, but he also liked the view. Of course, there had been more classicaly beautiful moment than his wife, just out of bed in comfy clothes but living with someone was also defined by those slow moments in between a life of events. He closed his eyes when she kissed his forehead, taking it all in and then made a sweet sorry like expression that children make when they forgot Something or already broke Something I... already ate Mistress. Even as he usually was towering a bit more than 10 cm above her, he looked smaller when they were in the same room and in characters so to speak. Being on his knees most of time sure didn't help, but there was the aura they somehow radiated too. look for the bright side of things though he said, playfully reminding her of tha Monthy Python movie I'll serve you breakfast and I won't be fare anyway, I'll just be there... he looked in the direction of the table that had been readied and the chair he supposed she'd sit in ...massaging your feet, kissing your legs, making sure you lack for nothing and... he smiled even wider with teasing face ...I might even have a surprise when you decide you're full on those pancakes I made. He took her hand back in his hands and, not forcing her to move physically, of course, he just kissed the tip of her fingers and said amusingly with a redneck like accent come on ye old Mistress.
Thread: Synergy [private for me and InsertNameHere]

Those puppy eyes... Someday they would be the end of me.. , she chuckled and then nodded. Fine then. I guess I would be eating alone. And my feet being massaged sound like a good idea. That said she followed her slave and husband, swatting his arm softly when she was called old. Of course she knew he was only teasing, knowing all too well she was a little bit anxious about the number of her age changing to the one with three at the beginning. Sitting down she let Aaron move the chair for her and then place her feet on the pillow. Her nails on hands and feet were always taken care of, Ashley having appointments with her favourite 'nails lady' for the year ahead. They are so cute I think making a picture and put it on my Facebook would be a good idea , she said and looked at Aaron. Would you be a dear and bring me my phone, pet? That done, posting a picture on her profile Ashley started to eat. Her husband was so talented, showing it to her not once and not twice, earning something that wasn't easy to earn with her - her respect. While she was good at figuring people out and working on strategy he was the one talking with people, using his charming personality and their both's good look to push some doors open. Not only that. Not once not twice his own observations added a lot to her analyse. They were a perfect team, adding what the other was lacking. Ahhh... you're so good at it, my beloved slave , she sighed when Aaron kept on massaging her feet, at the moment focusing on her toes. You have no idea how painful it can get to walk on all those beautiful but torturous high heels all day long.
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Aaron's place was one they defined together during this morning routine. While he held one foot in his hands, the other rested over his groin, so she could also feel and somehow control his arousing. Something that was bound to happen, spending that much time in front of those long and beautiful legs. Of course, some of her sexyness was a tad diminished in her PJ, but stil, she was a beautfiul woman. When she talked about her heels though, Aaron smiled as his fingers were working on one of her ankles and said, with a bit of sarcasm all day long Hmmm? You mean, like today when you just woke up at 11AM and had to climb down the stairs Mistress? before kissing the top of her foot and resuming his massaging. Aaron was in sub space, that was true, and she was the boss of the house, that was equally true, but that didn't mean he had his personnality erased. He loved her and submitted willingly. If anything, that meant she also had to work too to keep herself up on the pedestal he put her. While it never happened that he truly challenged her, he wouldn't let an opportunity to make fun of Something she'd say if it were appropriate, like any other couple would do. Also, if it concerned their business, even though she ended being right almost 99 of the time, he would never hide when some decision would bother him because this was so important to him too. Speaking of business, he said, since she had her smartphone with her I sent you a short list of the projects and people I think would be interesting to work with Mistress, as well as the replies I planned and the pre requisite I wanted to send them. I hope you approve of them.. Even though Aaron was confident in hsi skills, he always ran almost every emails and dcisions by Ashley because he knew she could make them better and would see things he would not. Hers was the final decision and it wasn't even a matter of authority, they both knew her skills were better.