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 What a tangled web we weave, ISKANDER MASON
Iskander Mason
 Posted: May 30 2014, 08:12 PM
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Iskander will be more than happy to show her exactly where blood can be obtained on the human body; the only catch for this service was she as the person to help demonstrate this difficult task. Why it takes precision and the know-how of exactly where to bite on human flesh, the neck of course was the obvious spot, so was the wrist for those really shy and innocent types that may just faint from the idea of their throat being the target. However, amused he will have been if she even asked him that since well, there was movies, shows, books and a bevy of means to find out where he can get said blood from her. Less he can figure it was what was going on through her eyes no less brilliant than one of his kin, maybe he found it fascinating that humans were just nothing but imperfect creatures. Beauty lied within that thought and their own internal struggles while his was well staving off the thirst it wasn’t as bad as when he was younger. It shouldn’t have posed that much of a problem now, but there was just those time when he was really drawn and in need just to have a sliver of a taste from a few people in particular was it arousal? Perhaps. How can he explain the toll she was taking upon him with her presence as well just being herself or blessing him with that fine shade of crimson his favorite color at every turn just at the right moment as well.

A moment where he thought he can have some relief than the thirst came to set his throat to constrict on itself reminding him of how barren his tongue was without the thick essence to roll down along it and sustain himself. His sanity as well was ebing put to the test as she was ever so good in obeying his touch when he put his hands upon her. Truly as if she was trying to bait him and produce nothing but the a alluring innocent portrayal of a sacrifice his own past self-seemed to thrive off of. The ache began once more and fought along his gums and nostrils flared to breath in her scent once more and relish the tempo of her beating heart, no words escaped his lips since he had said all he needed to say. His eyes though spoke volumes as they glanced at her looking at Eira without any shame or regret and being quite the brute about it as well. If this was him then she truly either had something to worry about or she was enjoying it…he had yet to get the feeling she was perturbed by him. Less all the blushing and words she was sending his way was her being nice extremely kind and modest. However, knew the truth and can hear her heart pounding honestly for him to hear and he was ever the cheater. “My name is nothing special just something I was called by, yours is more unique than mine. If it helps I can refrain from saying yours…till you give it to me yourself.”

A vampire compromising with a human, he must be doing things on a whim or he was truly bored…had to be something that kept him being extremely patient with her. Taking a step back when she was called upon as his lips pursed into a wry grin to her departure and toward Gale as well who may have looked at him rather suspiciously. Rightly, so considering he was a big, mean, dark vampire that can rip out people’s throats…oh the olden days now there was more civilized approach. He nodded his head and well followed to the vip room and he really did not care much for these events. Ones that required sitting and doing nothing it made the vampire anxious even to this day, there was patience and there was something else and he much preferred action. Neverthless his eyes soaked in the sight of the clothes that seemed more outrageous and peculiar than the next not that he didn’t mind the sight of half-naked women strutting across the stage. There was some that was too willowy for his taste and others that were just fine, and he grinned at the sight of Eira as he did with a few others. Man was not biased by any means and can relish looking at the other models besides her.

At the end of it though she will find him promptly coming through those doors and if wasn’t for Gale announcing his arrival, Iskander will have been silent in his approach. His hand wanted to reach out and stroke her scalp, but thought against it instead his hand settled upon her slender shoulder as he walked right past and lounged himself in one of the chairs, leaning back as if it was a throne for him to relax in. “Nervous.” Hardly a question since she looked it while he was utterly relaxed and had his charming smile that followed suit.

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Eira Rustic-Togo
 Posted: Jun 1 2014, 09:17 PM
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While waiting for Iskander to arrive, Eira had slumped further down into the chair and was almost curled up in it. Her eyes were closed and it seemed she had almost dozed off. She hadn't even heard the door open but was startled away by Gale's voice announcing his arrival. She was very glad for that because it seemed the stealthy vampire would have snuck up on her if it hadn't been for Gale. She wondered what he would have thought if he found her sleeping peacefully while curled up in a chair. That would have been an interesting thought to overhear or pry into. Well, she was entitled to a little bit of a rest after all the excitement of the evening and all the hard work. It was exhausting to have to change in and out of so many pieces of clothing and accessories.

Sitting up in the chair she rubbed her eyes quickly to make it seem like she wasn't sleeping before she felt the hand on her shoulder. The hand disappeared as quickly as it had come and then the figure came into view. She raised her eyebrows and wondered if she really looked that nervous. Well, if she said no than it would be a lie seeing as she was nervous. She let out a slow breath and reached her arms high over her head to stretch, moving her head from one side to the other before lowering her arms again. That at least woke her up a little more so she could focus at the task before them. Her steel blue hues fell on him and she cleared her throat. "So..." she started off though she wasn't sure how to go about this. She had never made a contract where the payment was blood... something new every day it seemed.

Shifting a little more in the chair she moved so that her left leg was bent and the foot was tucked under the right knee while the rest of the right leg was down so her toes touched the floor. She waited till Gale left the room and closed the door behind her before pulling a notebook out of her briefcase sized purse as well as a pen. "We have a contract to write." She said softly and to the point. "So, we need to figure out the details first." She paused to bite her lip for a moment as if she were second guessing herself. "My biggest questions would probably be how much blood would you take, where would you take it from, will the puncture wound heal to where it doesn't leave any marks? Other than those I can write up a contract no problem and fill in the rest of the information as it is given."

She didn't wait for him to answer but started writing up the contract which stated...

Employment Agreement

This Employment Agreement is made effective as of immediately, by and between Iskander Mason and Eira Rustic-Togo.

A.Iskander Mason is engaged in the business of Body Guard Services and will primarily perform the job duties when Eira Rustic-Togo is in his presence.

B. Eira Rustic-Togo desieres to have the services of Iskander Mason as her personal body guard.

C. Iskander Mason is an at will employee of Eira Rustic-Togo. Either party is able to terminate the employment agreement at any time. Therefore, the parties agree as following:

1.Employment. Eira Rustic-Togo shall employ Iskander Mason as a personal body guard. Iskander Mason shall provide to Eira Rustic-Togo the following services: protection and security. Eira Rustic-Togo accepts and agrees to such employment and agrees to the payment method being in blood. Iskander Mason shall also perform such other duties as are customarily performed by an employee in a similar position, and such other and unrelated services and duties as may be asigned to Iskander Mason from time to time by Eira Rustic-Togo.

2. Best Efforts of Employee. Iskander Mason agrees to perform faithfully, industriously, and to the best of Iskander's ability, experience, and talents, all of the duties that may be required by the express and implicit terms of this Agreement, to the reasonable satisfaction of Eira Rustic-Togo. Such duties shall be provided as such places as the needs, business, or opportunities of Eira Rustic-Togo may require from time to time.

3. Compensation of Employee. As compensation for the services provided by Iskander Mason under this Agreement, Eira Rustic-Togo will pay Iskander Mason a nightlypayment of blood in small doces and in accordance with Iskander's demand. Upon termination of this Agreement, payments under this paragraph shall cease, provided, however, that Iskander Mason and Eira Rustic-Togo come to an agreement otherwise.

4.Signatories. This Agreement shall be signed by both parties involved in said Agreement and is effective as of the date first written above.

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Eira signed her name on the bottom line then put down the notepad on the table along with the pen on top of it and turned it around to face Iskander, sliding it slowly forward while having to lean forward herself, exposing some of her cleavage from the top of her low cut u shaped collar of her shirt. She looked directly at him now and cleared her throat "Also, seeing as you performed an act of protection and security earlier this evening I am willing to offer you a payment in advance." She bit her lip and blushed looking away after she said that, taking on a more shy dimenor. She pulled her hands into her lap and folded them in an anxious almost nervous posture. She waited to see if he would sign the agreement as well as accept the advance payment her heart beginning to race once more.

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Iskander Mason
 Posted: Jun 8 2014, 09:45 PM
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Iskander will have found it amusing to say the least if he had seen her all curled up and sleeping in the room. There was no telling what the kindred would have done if given the chance, there was no denying the devilish personality that didn’t lay deep within him. It was ever there out in the open and the way he carried himself as well wasn’t hiding the fact that he is indeed a vampire. With intentions quite, clear on the dear Ms. Rustic-Togo. All he wanted was a taste of her blood to soothe the gnawing ache that was constant around his gums and had never died down the moment he met her. A childish little craving he believed will be more than sated once he had just a droplet of her essence right at the tip of his tongue that rolled at the roof of his mouth to the mere sight of her…ahhh the thirst. He was once a slave to it and now he was being toyed by mere phantom of what it was before. By far older now and wiser and he should not have been so persistent in his pursuit of this one. When she mentioned of where he was supposed to receive the payment there is a dark glimmer in his clear sky blues. Of an idea of his head, well several that may cause a deeper blush to his more than reserved maiden.

Mr. Mason kept quiet himself till she drew up the well contract much to his surprise, and although he doubted she had any experience before doing this sort of thing. Nor the legal expertise required it looked substantial enough. However, his attention was more drawn to the words advanced payment which much to his surprise caused a barren amount of reaction that reached to the farthest depths of his throat. Contracting the windpipe considerably and his gums wanted to rupture to set free his sharp incisors, oh such a newborn he felt then and nearly chastised himself. Compared to her blushing and nerves at the seams his own reactions were becoming far worse due to her own. He can literally almost feel the beating of her heart and the heat of her cheeks the allure of her natural naivety was going to be the death of this vampire for sure. He can imagine the Hunters Association just knocking at his doors. All due to him slipping up without even his name written on the contract just yet, and taking a bite on a unwilling or unsuspecting person.

He eased himself a best as he can and slowly did he rise from his seat, not signing the contract. “Before I sign it…and if you mean what I think you do….we need to see if you will be fine with me…having this as the means for my…employment. I will not have yourself bonded if you cannot handle it.” Can she see it how his azures held such a raw intensity to them more than before? The closer he got to her the tension to him felt thicker and his shadow was soon casted over her as he leaned in ever closer. The thick pad of his finger came to delve into the few strands of her hair in order to pull them back behind his ear. His eyes gazed briefly to the tempting sight of the upper globes of her breasts and ignored them for the time being as one of the spots he can…sink his teeth into, for now he leaned in close and whispered into her ear. “I leave it to you since….there is a few spots…I can use.” His touch trailed down along her cheek to the side of her neck as the obvious one and how he can feel her pulse quickening there and it made his breath heavier. The waves it crashed along the inner lobe of her ear and down her flesh. “So, many.” His voice gained such depth as his strong and calloused touch ran along her arm and settled finally to enclose over her smaller hand.

“I believe it shall be the wrist..a very good spot for your first time…less you have any other suggestions?” He was trying to be a good man as he rounded about and came to her side having his fingertips trace along the veins he knew existed along her wrist. His eyes befell upon her with a devilish glint in them that spoke volumes of what he wanted to say, but did not for her own sake of course…a gentlemen first and a conqueror last least in these times he was showing mild restraint. In respect of her of course he wanted a willing subject even though he was fighting as much as he can. Not trying to let the thirst consume him as it was becoming apparent of how…potent even the scent and knowledge of her quickening heart and blood was doing to rise his ire even further. “Just let me know. Eira. I am all ears.” He murmured.

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Eira Rustic-Togo
 Posted: Jun 9 2014, 01:53 PM
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In her head, Eira was already making plans to take the contract to the notery first thing in the morning. Of course she'd have to schedule and appointment with the man who sat in front of her seeing as the notery would need both of their signatures for it. Hopefully the Notery wouldn't read the Employee Agreement they could be quite nosy at times. If they read it, well.... Eira wouldn't feel guilty... perhaps shy and embarrassed but never guilty. She had agreed to this on her own terms, not once had she been forced into it, maybe very strongly persuaded but never forced. She had many times that she could have backed away and told him no... many being an over statement, there had only been two times. She had started this and by god she was determined to see if it was going to work or if she could even handle it at that. She wasn't one to quite while it was still early.

Poor Eira was so oblivious to how her presence was affecting him, how her quickened heart beat lured him, how the flush of her cheeks made him want to taste the blood that was rushing underneath the skin even more. She could never fathom how much his gums ached for she herself didn't understand what it was like to crave the taste of blood. How could she know that her actions just increased the efforts he was putting towards remaining sane and not devouring what he so wanted. She would have to ask him to explain that feeling later on so she could understand what it felt like, if she every noticed it... such an innocent thing she was.

Eira watched as he left the pen and paper where it was on the coffee table that was positioned between the chairs with a confused look. Had the contract not been adequate enough for him? That was the first thought that popped into her head. She had learned how to write up contracts from her adopted father, he was a lawyer. At times she was quite thankful for the skills and knowledge she had acquired throughout her years, though she wasn't extremely old. She was very wise and intellegant though she would be modest and say she just worked hard to learn all that she had. She was even more confused when he rose from his seat, she wasn't quite comprehending the situation but she listened to his words in hopes that they would open her eyes to what was playing out before her. She inhaled a deep breath that made her chest rise as he advanced slowly towards her which caught in her throat before she could release it. The tension around him could be felt when he was merely half way to her. It intensified even more as he loomed over her causing her to press back against the chair.

She wasn't scared of him but more that he made her nervous and anxious, curious and excited. She had never had anyone cause her to feel that strange combination of emotions. As his fingers caught the few strands of hair her body stiffened reflexively... the only people who have touched her hair were her parents, adopted parents, and make-up artists. She wasn't used to anyone else touching it but that went to the back of her mind as she felt his breath against her skin. She had completely missed the glance down at her ample breasts which stood out a little more as her chest was still raised from the breath she didn't realize she was holding. That breath on her ear though, it made her cheeks turn a deeper shade of red as the blood rushed to them, and that voice was so deep and seemed to draw her in to focus on every word and tone. "You'll... leave it to me?" She was mildly amused that he'd leave it to one that had such little knowledge of this instead of advising her where the best places were, the places that would hurt more, or less... or would they all hurt equally. This was all so foreign to her it left her mind buzzing as if it just didn't want to process anything, much like a numb feeling.

A shiver ran up her spine when his fingers traced the silky smooth skin from cheek, down the elegant curve of her jaw line, to her beautifully enlongated neck. Her chin was tilted upwards as she looked up at him, her heart racing as if it were going to beat right out of her chest from how close he was to her. She felt like she was being unraveled at the seams with all these new sensations. His large hands seemed so gentle as they moved from her neck to trail down her arm, sending tingles through her skin till it settled at her hand. She noted how small her hand felt compared to his which made her blush turn a renewed shade of red. She wasn't sure how deeply she could blush but she was quite sure she'd find out if he was going to be around more often. He was already doing a damn good job of getting her to be as red as an apple.

Eira couldn't develope any word structures just yet as she shook her head to his question. She didn't have an suggestions and she managed to squeek out "Wrist, is fine... for the first time." Her voice a higher pitch than usual which showed that she was extremely nervous with him so close. It made something in her stomach flutter which caused her to think she would either get dizzy or throw up. She had to take another deep inhale and let it out slowly to calm those feelings before she lifted up the hand that was cradled inside of his larger hand and turned it over so her hand actually rested in his "Let's see if I can handle it then..." She said, her voice having a slight quiver to it. "You may have a sample of my blood from my wrist."

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Iskander Mason
 Posted: Jun 10 2014, 05:20 PM
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Questions. Oh he believed she had quite a bit of them concerning the ways of his species, there really wasn’t that much differences from what was read and seen on the screens both big and small. Truths existed between the lines like the never ending thirst that always plagued and existed regardless of the age. The olde one got though the more restraint they supposedly had. Supposedly. There were those that didn’t so much as hide their sadistic side and his was just buried beneath his broad smile make no mistake he wasn’t a good being of the night at all. Not even a saint. The only reason why he was taking a considerable amount of time with Ms. Rustic-Togo was because he wanted her and her blood and those things cannot be obtained by being a vicious blood sucker. Sadly, those were not the ways anymore and no matter how alluring she was to this particular vampire. Iskander had his hands tied where he will have easily snatched her up and lured her into his world and corrupted every inch of her till she was still herself, but had an addiction as he did to her very persona. If this little contract was any indication of what went on through her head, besides her expressive eyes that told far more than her reservation let on to believe. Then to him, himself, he had found treasure he believed to be one.

Now if he can keep her from his sire that will be a good thing, since well she wasn’t so reserved in her ways at all. Not like iskander and the last thing he needed was for her to be truly afraid of him. Not when there was already this spark of a connection between the two and he can sense it just as much as she was trembling within herself. All she was doing right now to him and the high point of her reddened cheeks drew him closer and all the more hunger invoked that raw desire to protect what he had found. No one else will have a taste of her satin skin or her heated rosy complexion besides him. He decided this very firmly when he truly did touch her and he was the one to nearly unravel the closer he remained to her how he wanted to pluck her from her seat and have her be placed right on his lap. To show her exactly what it truly meant to be in the arms of a predator quite enraptured by his prey. His entire frame heaved in its’ bulk and nothing can contain the pure carnal desire he felt for this one. Nostrils flared quite a bit to her loss of breath. The quickening beat and rise and the tempting swell of the bounty of her breasts. Oh the things he can do to her and he bit his own lower lip. All the while his frame ripple more poised to strike and her voice that broke his own loss of thought was a savior least at this moment of time.

“Hrmm…yes, wrist is fine….just fine.” He murmured as his voice couldn’t have gone any deeper as it did then, all heady and growl-like. A being on the verge of hunger as she had her wrist upturned did his head lower in a bow to have his nose trace along her delicate wrist. His cool breath rampant across the veins visible there to mark them not with just the chaste feeling of his supple lips, but the wet muscle of his tongue. How it dared to leave a moist trail to where he desired to prick and sample a piece of her essence. Unable to contain the way his gums parted back and reveal the two sharp set of fangs that protruded forth in shameless excitement to her very presence and aroma that was euphoric to him alone. Having his fangs then graze countless of times in both to tease and trace where he desired till his lips parted so wide over a particular vein and have his wide maw enclose and suckle a portion of her flesh through the gap of his teeth. It was there she felt a slight prick and a raw sensation of his fangs. They delved into her flesh to draw out her precious blood in one small tiny rivelet which his lips enclosed around. Oh the found he made was a groan of pure satisfaction from the moment her crimson vitae oozed at the tip of his tongue which lapped at first eagerly before relishing it. His grip slightly tightened as the man before her softly suckled and continued to roll her flesh to the roof of his mouth. “Eira.” He murmured her name all the while enjoying his small feast and his lips enclosed tighter.

Iskander’s touch was gentler in comparison to the slow suctioning sensation that continued in those precious seconds that the vampire was lost to everything else. Surprising more to himself than anything else how his body rippled and grew tighter and he let loose a sound or in addition, that was lost and muffled in bitter sweet vibrations against her hide. His eyelids once closed now opened stained with blood as they peered up at her with utter curiosity of how she will react.

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Eira Rustic-Togo
 Posted: Jun 15 2014, 02:42 PM
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Eira hoped that with this contract she would get to know this man more, get to know his ways, how he became such a being. Of course she could have read the interview he had done that very morning seeing as it would probably be published in the morning. The press worked at top speeds to get all the juicy information out, especially all the interviews they've had with the new race. Everyone was treating them like they were foreigners that just migrated to the country. They weren't scared of what the mysterious creatures could do to humans and humans were so naive in thinking that they could protect themselves from anything... or should the term that is used be cocky instead of naive. Eira wasn't like them, she could honestly say that she was afraid... she was very afraid of them because of everything that she didn't know. She was trying to be brave though, it was the only thing she really could do.

Eira took in the whole scene before her as she stayed with her back pressed against the chair, the chair was like a comforting embrace that kept her anchored so her body wouldn't run away like her mind already had. She was curious about what Iskander was about to do while he drew closer. His barotones were so much lower than they had been the last several times he'd spoke. It amazed her as well as lured her in, holding her attention to him like a phantom calling to it's innocent target to haunt it. She wasn't ready for the feel of his breath against the wrist that she had offered up to him. She leaned a little to the side so she could see better what he was doing. The brush of his supple lips sent her skin tingling, his tongue turned the tingles into ripples instead. Her skin was now trapped under his attention as well which made her heart quicken. She didn't know if she could handle the constant closeness seeing as it already had her unmistakingly flustered.

Her attention was turned to the glimps of sharp white fangs that she caught before his mouth fully closed around her wrist. She had seen pictures of them in books but to see them in person... It made her want to reach out and touch them. She refrained from doing that however, she'd ask afterwards if she could examine them.. if she remembered anyways. The slight prick sinsation made her let out a sound that was half like a gasp but half like a whimper. She didn't like needles to begin with and that's what his fangs felt like. She could tolerate and perhaps she'd get more comfortable with it with each payment he took. She'd just have to see how it turned out, for now though it felt quite strange to have her wrist sucked on. She swore she could feel the blood being pulled from her veins and out of her silken flesh. It caused her expression to mix with curiosity and a slight hint of pleasure but also with uncertainty and fear.

It wasn't his fault that she was afraid, she would never have blaimed him for it either... it was just something new for her and it would take a little bit of getting used to. She couldn't help but admit that there was also something erotic about it too. Getting a sudden urge to touch him, to be closer to him, tentatively Eira reached out to place her hand on the back of his head, her fingers gently stroking at the short hair. It felt prickly to her touch but for some reason she liked that feeling, she started to almost pat the hair so the prickles could press into her hand for a moment while her eyes never moved from watching what he was doing. She couldn't help but tremble from the reality of the fact that her blood was being taken by a vampire and she had willingly allowed it. It was so surreal, she couldn't quite grasp it yet. She did know one thing though, he was being quite gentle almost as if he was worried that she'd be afraid. His small sounds of pleasure helped ease her nerves though, to hear that he was enjoying the small amount of luxury she had offered to him made the corners of her lush lips curl into a soft smile though her name rolling off his tongue, that was something else entirely. It made her feel safe, it made her want to stay by him and offer him more of her blood.

Because Eira wasn't used to having her blood taken from her, she started to feel a little dizzy... or was it woozy, either way she couldn't help but let her head slump forward as her stomach knoted up. As she spoke her voice trembled as she tried not to panic because of the dizziness "Iskander..." She whispered "Please, that is enough for now." She didn't want to end the session because she knew he was enjoying it but she also didn't want to cause herself to panic either, that would just make him worry more. It was only supposed to be a sample anyways. He hadn't signed the Agreement yet so it was only fair.... wasn't it? Or that's what she tried to reassure herself because she didn't want to upset him or anything. She cleared her throat "We still have... things to discuss." she offered so that their minds focused again.

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Iskander Mason
 Posted: Jun 23 2014, 06:25 PM
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Iskander remembered the last time he had a prized thing as his blood donor or perhaps blood doll. It was a memory buried under the avalanche of many that had gathered up over the uncountable years that he lived. If there was one thing they both shared, they were far too sweet for their own good and he wanted to keep them exactly as they were. Compared to the brutal torture and sadistic nature he had, those were anomalies back then just like in the present. Only this time he was far more reserved least to a certain point it wasn’t till contact was made to her soft skin, and how soft it was. Eira to him was fragile in his grasp and he took great care not to do any real harm besides the intensity of his lips rolling the flesh of hers along his tongue. Hardly noticing anything around him besides the sound of her voice was the only thing breaking through. The rest of her reactions were all too pleasant for a predator like him the knowing sound of her beating heart and the tension that tasted by far too delicious. He was having such dark and wicked thoughts cross his mind as his head twisted and turned leaving behind her wrist when she probably didn’t notice. He was ever vigilant on her care though and had his wet muscle trace along the punctures he made making sure that not a single droplet fled the cage of her skin. No place did it deserve to go besides his mouth.

Lips that traced their shadowy path along the length of her arm as he murmured something with a near groan-like growl at the edge of his incoherent speech. Nostrils flared to breath in her scent once more letting the aroma enrapture his predatorial senses further into the dark pit of his mind that he use to contain with ease. Her words were touching beyond the surface of his mind and if she had not continued to talk with the way he loomed over her and confined her between the bulk of his arms and frame. The vampire may have done something since clearly his intent was to the lovely column of her throat and he paused just right above her face. His was so intense and eyes were alit with their dilated look of need and hunger. Iskander looked at her with needless breaths that followed and the extra curling grip of his hands to either side of the arms of her chair. Trying to regain his senses as his head tipped and came within a fraction of an inch to the tempting bow of her lips. His turned into a slow grin as he murmured and had his finger crooked to run its’ length along her cheek. “Yes, we have….much…to discuss. My apologies. Ms. Rustic-Togo.” He straightened himself up and had his tongue cleanse any of her precious vitae from his lips like a beast just lapping at its’ chops from such a divine meal.

The kindred once more took his place far from her a shame really, from where he was before. Despite himself, acting calm it was clear where some of his thoughts laid due to the way his pupils still remained their fine shade of crimson, fully excited at the taste of her still lingering along the back of his mouth. A taste he will not forget any time soon. “Are you alright…and if this is something that you cannot handle.” He only paused as he slid the contract back to himself and began to write his name. His talents of course didn’t extend that to the written word, a signature that looked like chicken scratch was sent right back to the brunette. Giving her a cool smile all the while and he was rather curious of a few things. “Will you find it easier for me to come to you, from where I live or perhaps…I can live with you.” There was a certain undertones to his words when he spoke the last phrase. A devilish hint to what he may have in mind course he cannot help himself. He was just born this way and there was no denying the mages that clouded his better sense of judgment after one sampling of her blood. This may become a problem, only worse if he was well young. Thankfully, for them both he was of very old age and pride was something that kept him from becoming a complete monster.

Wasn’t she lucky that his interest wasn’t anything more diabolical than wanting to…well ahem those were thoughts were fantasies his mind was creating all on its’ own. Even at this age his imagination was quite strong a fortunate or rather unfortunate thing since he was basically torturing himself. He was still so use to getting his way, she was so close after all and it will not take a second to do what he truly wanted to do to her. No. He must be good. Keep to his word. A proud being he is. Iskander Mason was in control quite..in control as his bulk shifted in his seat while his diluted red pools showing flecks of blue assessed the fine piece before him. Taking in one deep breath that will never be needed, but he did it anyways out of memory alone. This will be a long partnership if his own sense of control was being slightly tested with her.

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Eira Rustic-Togo
 Posted: Jun 29 2014, 07:05 PM
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Eira hadn't know whether to whimper or moan as she found her flesh rolled along his tongue. It was a sensation that she couldn't begin to explain. One that pulled at strings she didn't even know she had and made her blood run faster, her heart beat quicker, her breathing to grow shallow and heavy. She was thankful for that feeling though, it took her mind away from those sharp fangs that had disappeared into her skin and made it feel more pleasant than painful. She could see the care he put into that small example of how the payment process was going to work. She could tell that he didn't want to scare her off so he was making an effort to be vigilant. She found that to be soothing and reassuring that she could put her care in his hands and step out on that limb to trust he wouldn't go too far. What she didn't understand was that her voice was an anchor for him, able to wiggle past his craves to find the bit of sanity in his mind still.

Her mind went blank for a moment as his lips slide upwards towards her neck, her skin tingling under their touch. She wouldn't have understood that murmur even if her mind hadn't have gone blank let alone would she have understood it if it was still fully functioning. Her eyes darted to watch his nostrils flare, for some reason they were picking up on little details that she wouldn't have normally noticed. Perhaps it was that her senses had become highly stimulated from the taking of her blood, perhaps it was because of the closeness of his body but that still had to do with her senses... Ok, so her senses hadn't been that allert in such a very long time that she had forgotten how it felt. Some would say that was a bad thing, like she was walking around numb. She couldn't argue with that if someone told her that statement, it had been hard for her to open them up after she lost her parents. When you lose people you care for your body shuts down in different ways. Eira's body seemed to be awakening to that numbness thanks to Iskander. Eira's attention was brought back from her thoughts as he loomed over her, looking down at her with such need and hunger that it made her heart melt with sympathy. She couldn't help feel the need to try to sate the hunger.

Eira didn't realize she was holding her breath as his head came a fraction of an inch away from her subtle, full lips which sent her cheeks into another round of heated flushes. His finger didn't help that matter as it ran along the length of those reddened cheeks. She managed to push out a hoarse "Just Eira when it is only you and I please." For some reason hearing herself addressed as Ms. Rustic-Togo made her feel like she was just some business asset. She watched him as he went back to take his seat across from her with the coffee table in between them. She felt a sudden emptiness around her as she remained slumped in the chair which made her gaze move away from him and to the only clue that what had just happened was real, the puncture wounds on her wrist. She wondered how long they would take to close. She'd hear some stories that certain Vampires could cure the wounds instantly after they had taken blood so there was no sign of the being bitten and the victim would have been clueless as to what had happened.

She took that moment to assess that she had slid further down her chair some how and probably looked like she had just had the most intense make out session. Yeah, like that had happened... she shook her head to clear that thought from her mind. If she dwelled on that she was only going to wish it had happened more. She was however keeping her attention trained on anything but him. She knew she'd blush like crazy if she looked at him just yet. "I'm ok." She murmered "Thank you for your concern. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be though my head feels very light and dizzy. Forgive me if I don't get up just yet." Eira heard the sliding sound of the contract being pushed back towards her and caught his written signature on the designated line. She couldn't help but take her bottom lip in between her pearly whites as she stared at the signature now. It made her realize the entirety of the matter, that this was really happening.

"Wait... what?!" Was all she could get out after her jaw had just about hit the floor from the suggestion that he could live with her and her all too willing thoughts and mental images as to how it would be to live with a guy who was someone other than a parent figure to her. She, like any being, could have an over active imagination at times which would be her downfall from time to time. Eira bolted upright in her shock or was is surprise at his suggestion which for her at the time wasn't a good thing. Her eyes lost focus as her vision went slightly darker around the outside causing her to have to reach up to craddle her head in both hands at the same time slumping forward to bring her head down towards her body. Her words were muffled when she replied "I don't know... I hadn't thought about that yet. You are quite the skilled one at going unnoticed and I've no clue where you stay though it seems that you have no trouble finding me. I'm sure it would be easier for you to come to me. Then again you'll be around me a lot more now I suppose." She trailed off for a moment "As for living with me... I'm sure that won't be a problem either. My career prevents me from being at home too often so if you don't have a place to stay you may feel free to make my condo your home." She has seriously missed the undertones of his suggestion though her mind wasn't focusing on them, it was focusing on getting the pained dizziness to go away. She wouldn't realize till later what she had just offered him, let alone agreed to in telling him it was ok if he lived with her.

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 Posted: Jul 2 2014, 12:35 AM
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His mind was going blank on several occasions just so happened each one was her reaction to his actions and then some. Can a vampire help when there was just a utterly perfect kindred bait for themselves, well not perfect just she was the type that enticed his own sadistic side. There was no helping it she was just delicious and he wanted to savor her every second to bring out the endless rosey hue to her cheeks. To say the man of the night wasn’t slowly being killed inside was a understatement. He needed to be careful or he will break the treaty due to his own growing hunger, designs, and many other sinful acts upon this mortal. His baby boy blues may as well been devouring her right where she sat, in a carnal manner that was hardly fitting for a body guard. Iskander was feeling something far more intoxicating and wanton then that his upper lip tried not to give into his gums that ached still. Remnants of her blood still trickled and clung along his ivories. His serpent muscle relished it and her by taking his time to cleanse himself of the evidence that he had a small nibble on his pretty employer. Oh working for her for blood was quite a fitting job for he did not need anything else thereafter, especially if it was this intoxicating and this was only her wrist of all things. Focus. Right Eira his eyes refocused from their dilated state as he murmured.

“As you wish, Eira. It is hardly a problem to call you by your first name.” Oh, his smile was every bit a male grin if there ever was one. Iskander was unable to help himself and the implications of a not so formal communication between her and him. Maybe he will get what he wanted sooner rather than later and he is a greedy man after all. No hiding it he did try and take more than just her wrist. If he wasn’t careful she may just decide subconsciously whether to moan or whimper and have both their fates be sealed. No going back once, he heard her lovely sound of admittance toward him. A good thing she did not make a sound besides her own lapse of breath, he heard that quite clear. As well as the sensual beating of her heart and that was music to his ears. Even now as he rested back in his seat merely to force some sort of distance between him and her no telling what he will do if he had her at arm’s length. Wasn’t he a vampire though, distance was hardly a problem in a blink of an eye he can close that and take what he wanted. Amazing how patience, pride, and desire to obtain something as it were did to a man. Saddened he was this isn’t the dark ages any longer oh well right? He will never get over that fact and he took even more time to straighten the collar along his shirt. Easing himself further and calm the constant throbbing need, he maybe sated, it was something else to desire more for personal pleasure alone. He looked at her once more and sure, he was close to inwardly grunting….gods how will he survive if she agreed to.

His brow arched when she did and quickly masked it this was an opportunity he will not squander, he wasn’t a good man. Not in the slightest. Being humble got him nowhere as he seized this with incredible ease and his broad smile supple lips bloomed quite well when he was pleased. “I can move in as soon as possible or do you need time.” Not going to allow her to recover and if he could he will have claimed her cheek to have her mind be further rattled. Course her blushing was his true goal and if he was able to rub the side of his face to hers well…then again they were not that close. He wasn’t going to push all too far least take the things he can get away with it. He even rose from his seat not being able to stand any longer. Course that didn’t last long as his long, powerful strides took him right to her side. The mountainous male all but crumpled before her in a kneel. Lowering his head to her as a knight would his liege and this was no different. He even went so far as to reach his hand to take her delicate one into his big paw. This was where his lips brushed along her knuckles and whispered while his heated breathes tormented along her skin. “it will be a pleasure to serve as your bodyguard Eira. I will not disappoint you. Shall I escort you to your car, and make sure you arrive home safely.” Can his lips even chaste as they were even be thought innocent; especially when he kept in contact with her, physically speaking, quite a bit today. Not that he was able to help himself he just enjoyed being devilish with her and her flesh was by far exquisite beneath his attentive touch. His head remained lowered not yet, lifting but she knew of his smile since it was felt forming along her knuckles. Heaven help him and his dark desires for this woman.

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Eira Rustic-Togo
 Posted: Jul 21 2014, 12:09 PM
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As the light headed and dizziness subsided, Eira let go of her head. She didin't move much for a bit but she figured Iskander was probably lost in his own deep throughts. The last time she had felt that light headed and dizzy had been the day she was called out of class to be informed of the terrible news of her parents. It's almost like your brain goes into overload and doesn't want to process things anymore and that is the only way it can cope, to just shut down for a moment and reboot. When it does that it feels like you are in a tunnel effect, the world around you gets distent and enlongated and you feel like you are going to fall. Eira wasn't used to that feeling, it made her want to panic but panicing wouldn't help her either. The only thing she could do was stay calm and wait for it to pass, which it did and she was thankful for it. She would slowly let go of her head and sit back up, pushing some of her silky brunette locks over her shoulder to rest behind her back. She even went as far as to tuck one side behind her ear, inadvertantly exposing her neck to the hunger deprived man who had returned to his seat across from her.

Her name rolling off his lips in those sensual baratones made her blush and wonder if it was really a good thing for him to use her name. With just the right tone it could make any girl swoon and want to hear him say it over and over again. She shook her head inwardly, Eira didn't know if she'd want to swoon when she saw all the other girls doing it. It was such a desperate act that she had told herself long ago she'd do everything possible to prevent herself from swooning. Her name sounded like something exotic when he said it. Eira cleared her throat just to give her a moment to push that thought to the back of her mind. "I'm glad it's not a problem," she paused a moment just for an effect before saying "Iskander." She leaned forward and pulled the Agreement off the table, she didn't realize in leaning forward she had innocently giving him yet another glimps of the top of her full breasts from the collar of her shirt. She turned her upper body slightly and unzipped her purse/ brief case to slip the papers into it before straightening up. Eira returned her gaze to him to study his features, in doing so her mind played back over his lips against her skin and his hand holding hers still while he sucked and caressed her wrist with his mouth. She blinked quickly in order to stop the still fresh and very vivid images that made her cheeks heat up ever so easily. He was going to flip her mind upside down... She wondered if he knew how he played with her mind, made her want to be close, made her want to let out small sounds that would entice him at the same time giving her away. Would she ever be immune to his... for lack of better word, charm.

Eira found it quite amusing to see a man who seemed to take up more space than his body size crumple to his kneed before her. She blinked and her eyes went wide as she stared at his bowed head. When his hand closed around hers, and the feel of his skin against hers, the flash of him sucking her wrist came back into her mind. She had to force it out to focus on him. His breath on her knuckles didn't help much. Her breath caught in her throat for a moment as a shiver ran through her. Eira couldn't help herself and took this moment and opportunity to lean down and rest her head against his, closing her eyes for a moment she whispered, her breath shaky again as her heart pounded in her ears "You can move in as soon as possible and I'm quite exhausted tonight so if you know how to drive you can take me home. That will also give you a chance to look at the condo." She felt like some kind of royalty in the medieval era with him kneeling there so she added softly "And you don't have to kneel like that, I'm nothing special... not even royalty." She didn't really mind him like that though. If he got up that would mean she'd have to move her head from where it rested against his. She would let him move first because she was stiff and would take longer to rise to her feet. It's amazing how the body reacts to events from the day. She was ready to be escorted home though.

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