I’m just gonna stay home today.
I’m just gonna stay home today.
Oh god no you too. Please no.. Please.. [He just shook his head a few times before nodding.] Of course. Just.. not used to people touching me like that unless… Nevermind, nevermind.
[He was silent for a few moments as he just looked at her, or at least attempted to. But even as she kept looking away he never did. Blinking a few times, he shook his head at just the prospect alone.] Wow.. I had no idea.
[Her eyes finally met his and she shrugged, clearly fighting back oncoming tears for the sake of being strong and putting up a front.] It’s fine. Just a little fucked up, ya know? But it’s done, I’m fine, she’s locked up. It’s okay. [She gave a little nod before looking back down, clearing her throat and glancing back up.] So what was this about not used to people touching you like that? [he giggled and just to annoy him, playfully ran her hands around his chest and pant area] Does this bother you David? Or wait, should I be calling you Bambi now?
Not into the whole slave thing at the moment… maybe someday one might catch my eye…
I don’t drink blood that is for sure… there is only other left… werewolf
Huh. We’ll just have to cross our fingers now won’t we?
[Ashby fixed the girl another drink, a little stronger than the previous two] Werewolf? I actually feel a lot safer. Though don’t tell the bloodsuckers, bad for business ya know?
I’m just naturally shy. As I’ve been told recently while you were gone it’s due to my ever present Bambi-syndrome because of well… How I’m so much like him. Still don’t see it but I’ve accepted my fate as best as I can. [He tilted his head off to the side a little as he watched her, frowning slightly and tried to catch her gaze.] Do you wanna talk about it?
Oh. My. God. You are, you totally are! Bambi. I love it, absolutely love it. But David, you don’t need to be shy around me. Promise me you’ll try not to be?
[She shrugged and tucked a stray hair behind her ear.] I’m not sure if you’ve heard of the Sullivan French murder. Bentley Sullivan murdered by model Charlize French? [Her eyes searched for something, anything to fix on but David’s own.] Anyway even if you haven’t, my mother is Charlize. I got to attend her bail hearing. No big deal. I’m fine, though.
Yeah, I figured that much… this city had a new secret at each turn… some people here are really… unique… to put it in words… [Drinks down once more] You can call me that… still, I don’t own a slave… or planning on it… I can get mine without compulsion of it..
You really could say that. It’s an eclectic gathering of people, that is for sure. Ah. but what is a Mistress without a slave? Is there not much to choose from at the Chateau these days?
[She sipped her drink, slower than the last] And so, not sure if this is considered rude but which one are you? I can never tell right off the bat. With being human and all…
You tugging on my pants is soooo not okay! Because then I turn into this red mess that you see before you and I would rather not look like this. [He motioned at his face, the cheeks still presentably red as he looked at her for a few moments.] Meeting? Is everything alright?
[She tugged lightly on his pants again but only to be silly and laughed to further prove it.] Oh c’mon. Why are you so shy? First of all, the red is adorable and second of all it’s just me. Little ole me. No need to blush. [She smiled for a moment before it faded and she cast her eyes downward.] Yea, it’s fine I suppose. I mean, not much can be done now and the answer given was the one I had hoped for.
Oh darling… but I am just starting [drinks down the beverage in one sip] give it your best shot… [smirks] yes, I am new in town … to little time to know enough… still getting there
[Ash eyes the girl curiously.] Hm, finally someone who thinks they can challenge me. [She drinks down the beverage in what might’ve been called one successful gulp if it wasn’t for the small drizzle of alcohol trailing from the corner of her mouth and down her chin. She wiped it and smiled.] I like you. Another? [Not waiting for the answer, she grabbed the glasses and started mixing and pouring.] As for the city, I’m not sure you’ll ever truly know everything. It’s quite the place. I assume you’re a Mistress?
[Cheeks blushed a bright red as she tugged on his pants, immediately moving his hands down to cup his cheeks and quickly turned around to look at her.] You are just.. You’re ridiculous you know that?
But I’ve been okay. Hove’ you been?
[She gave him a big cheesy smile as he turned to look at her] Yes I do know that. But you love it so don’t act like you don’t.
I guess you could say the same for me. I just…I attended a very difficult, um, meeting. Just glad to be home, ya know.