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Jon paused, completely still, looking Lexie up and down, judging her and her statement. His breathing was deep and strong, his body tensing slightly. He weighed up her statement. Did she really mean it? Did it matter? She needed to be taught a lesson and he was the man to do it. Besides, it was the part of the job he enjoyed.

In two, quick steps he was right in front of her, one hand around her throat, the other gripping her wrist tightly. Just as quickly, they were up against the wall, pinning her to it. He leaned forwards, kissing her roughly as he pressed his body against hers, his large, strong hand now holding both of hers above her head

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Lexie noted the heavy breathing, the tensing of his hands as she looked her up and down. She smiled gleefully, pleased with her quick work. His sudden movement surprised her, she closed her eyes bracing for a hit of some sort but stood completely still. That was to easy.

Feeling his large hand wrap around her throat her eyes opened again, shock pouring across her face. Her hands reached up to grip the one around her neck, pulling against it as she gasped. Her blue eyes staring up at his, this wasn't suppose to happen. His moment left her stumbling backwards before finding a wall against her back. Everything was happening within split seconds. She didn't have time to think or to plan what to do next. Feeling his hand move she gasped again only to find her hands above her head and the mans lips planted on hers.

She was the one breathing heavily now, her chest rising and falling against his strong, toned body. This was a first for her, never did she have someone plant a kiss on her lips as punishment for talking back.

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"This isn't like all your other homes. I can do whatever I like with you. Do you realize that?" The hand around her throat slowly traveled over her body, sliding over her breasts, grabbing them tightly. Jon's fingers closed around one of her nipples as it pressed through her top, squeezing it tightly.

Still his hand flowed down her body until it reached her crotch. His fingers pressed against her crotch, through her bottoms

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"Ah..." Lexie yelped as he pinched her nipples, closing her eyes before opening them up and staring at the man that held her against the wall. "N... no you can't..." She began, her heart racing. She was so confused by the situation she was in.

Feeling his hand run down her body, passing her cropped top that was now sitting just below her breasts while her arms were held up and to her delicate skin. Her legs crossed over the other as he reached her crotch, trying to stop him from doing it. She gasped as he did, her body tensing as she began to squirm beneath him. Pulling at her hands only to find them being held higher and rougher. She was cornered.

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"I can't?" Jon asked amused, "Are you really so sure that I can't? After all, I'm doing it aren't I?" He leaned in and kissed her again, tasting her lips with his, regardless of whether she wanted him to or not.

His hand slipped under bottoms, his skin grazing against hers. Slowly, the tips of his fingers moved towards her clitoris. Two finger tips moved up and down over her clit, massaging it as he maintained eye contact with her

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Lexie grunted, a slight frown forming on her face before he kissed her again. She mumbled objections that couldn't be heard. Everything had backfired on her, her testing and planning.

Her hips began to buckle as his hand slipped underneath her shorts, her stomach tensing as she slowly began to bend down. She closed her eyes tightly as he began massaging her clit. What was this feeling, it was so unknown and unusual to her. She didn't know what to think of it. "St---op." mumbled through his kiss, feeling the heat off his body radiating hers.

[User] As she opened her mouth to speak, Jon forced his tongue into her mouth, his actions always more forceful and aggressive than passionate. He pulled away, his hands letting go of her wrists and pulling away from under her bottoms. "Get on your knees, now!" he orders her. His voice deep and controlling. "Do it, before I make you do it!"

[Assistant] Lexie groaned in objection again, feeling his tongue in her mouth, entwining with hers. What was happening... what was this place. Her arms fell to her sides as she was let go, rubbing her wrists before looking up at him. She glared at him and then at the door that was on the other side of the room. She made a mad dash for it, attempting to run past him and to make it to the door. She was yelling now, wanting some to help her get away from him. "Please!!"

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"Always with the running..." Jon sighed under his breath. "You won't find any help" he said, striding over to the door and pulling her away from it. His hand gripped her tightly by her hair, forcing her back into he center of the room. "I wanted to do this the easy way, nicely. But since you refuse to play ball, I'm going to have to be a little more forceful."

He pushed her over the edge of the couch, pulling down her bottoms. His hand came down across her ass with a loud slap. Before her cheeks had so much a turned red his hand was between her legs. His fingers massaging her clit as his thumb entered her

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"No..." Lexie cried out as he gripped her hair, pulling her away and slumping her over the couch. Her ass in the air as he pulled down her shorts. "Stop!!" She cried out as she felt the cool air against her bare ass. She scrambled, getting know where, her legs kicking against the couch as her arms tried to pull her the rest of the way over, neither worked.

As his hand slapped her ass she began to cry, her eyes tearing up before spilling over her cheeks. She continued to yell, wanting it to stop. The slap hurt, it hurt more then she expected as it left a lasting tingle against her skin. Feeling his hand slip between her legs and down to her clit again she screamed, kicking more while twisting and turning. As his thumb entered her, Lexie's head flung back, gasping. Her body tensed, her insides tensing around his thumb. She was a virgin and this was the closest thing to penetration she had ever experienced.

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"How does that feel huh? I bet that feels good. I bet you even like it don't you? You little slut?" Jon forced his thumb in and out of her, fucking her whilst his fingers massaged her virgin clit. "Don't you think my cock will feel even better?" He pressed his crotch against her ass, his rather obvious bulge pushing against her. "Is that what you want? I think it is."

His thumb and fingers left her, opening his flies and gripping his cock. He pulled it from his trousers. Placing the large, thick manhood against her pussy lips.

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"No please! Please please stop!" Lexie cried out, groaning in discomfort. Her legs began to shake, try to close and stop the man from doing any more. "No more!" She cried, still slumped over the couch, her ass in the air as if presented to him. She was dreading everything and regretting everything. "I'm sorry!" She said as his hands left her, leaving her panting and breathing heavily. Her gaze was on the floor, the carpet and small strands that made up the carpet. Her hair hanging over her face, messed up and frizzy from being tugged at.

Feeling his hard member against her sex left her whining again, gripping the couch as she simply cried while shaking her head. She didn't want this, she never imagined that loosing her virginity would happen this way. "Please..."

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Ignoring her pleas, Jon forced himself into her, letting out a quiet moan as he felt her. He delighted in feeling his cock stretch her and slapped her ass once more. His hand returned to her hips, gripping them tightly, showing his complete control over her. He pulled on her hips, pulling her back into him as he pushed his hips forwards and forcing her to let him fuck her.

"Oh god yes, Lexie, you feel so good. Your tight little pussy is so good". He moaned at her as he slowly forced his cock in an out of her, never pushing his full length to it's full depth. He wanted to savor this, to punish her, but not hurt her instantly. She would learn her lesson, not just now, but over the entirety of her stay.

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She cried out, screaming and making a hell of a lot of noise as he entered her. She could feel her body churn, her sex stretching around his huge cock as he entered. It hurt and ached all at the same time. Her sex began to twitch, clamping around him while trying to adjust to his size as best as it could. She would be extremely tight, not only because of being a virgin but having her legs clamped down in such a position.

Lexie could feel him inside her, his throbbing cock and ever vain along his shaft. She felt impaled with no where to go while he was inside, stuck even. As he began to move she cried, giving up on screaming as he had already done the most unthinkable thing in her mind. It hurt more and more as he moved, friction burning against her tight walls that stayed clamped around his cock. "You're too big.." She would mumble, tears streaming down her cheeks as he continued the movements, pulling her back by her hips while he thrust forward.

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"Don't worry about that little Lexie, in time you will get used to my size, they all do. In fact, you'll come to love it." Jon continued to thrust his huge cock into her virgin pussy, his hand gripping onto her hair as he moaned loudly. "My god, your pussy is so tight!" he shouted in amazement. He could feel his arousal building inside of him, the thrill of taking her for the first time and teacher her a lesson getting too much for him.

A moment later he pulled out, wiping her juices from his cock. Pulling her around like a ragdoll, he dragged her onto her knees in front of him. As one hand gripped her hair tightly, pulling her head towards his crotch, his other hand stroked his cock urgently, his breathing rapid and loud. With a loud moan, his hand stopped moving and his cock erupted, sending streams of creamy white jizz over her face and breasts.

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"No..." Lexie whined quietly while trying to adjust to the still uncomfortable feeling. She didn't want to learn to love it, she didn't want to be here at all. Not bent over, not in the room or the house. She wanted out more then ever now. She grunted as he took a hold on her hair, her head flinging back instead of being able to look down. She was cringing, her face scrunched up while her jaw stayed tensed and clamped shut.

Feeling him full out she breathed heavily, she felt sore, her legs shaky as she was pulled around to face him and his huge cock that seemed covered in her juices. Dropping to her knees in front of him, staring up at him as her chest rose and fell at a rather rapid pace with her long, dark hair still in his grasp. As he came she closed her eyes, feeling the hot cum across her face and down her chest. She continued to cry, her tears catching some of the cum that had fell onto her cheeks. Ever so slowly she re-opened her eyes, looking at the man that loomed over her small frame. She was taking deep breaths, crying with each.

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He stepped back taking her in, almost admiring his work. He watched as both tears and cum stained her face. "I hope you realize now that this is not like anywhere else you have ever been. Nor am I like anyone else you have ever met." Jon stepped away, refastening his trousers and straightening out his clothes, before walking to the door. "A couple of maids will be with you shortly to help you clean up" he said smiling sweetly, "they will also bring you some new clothes, your current ones don't do you justice. Besides, after that you deserve to feel as beautiful as you truly are."

He turned as if to leave, then glanced back at her. "Don't worry, they won't be slutty looking clothes. And you'll find that you may well enjoy yourself here, if you act appropriately."

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Lexie sat still, her arms in her lap as he looked down on her. She was staring blankly at the surrounding wall, cum slowly dripped down her face and over her lips. She couldn't believe what had happened, the place she had been brought to to change.

The maids soon spilled in, taking her by each arm and pulling her up to her feet. Her legs were shaky, her crotch ached and hurt. Ever so slowly she was brought to the showers, the taps turned onto something warm. She was given new clothes, her old and now ripped clothes taken away and replaced. She showered slowly, letting the hot water fall over her body and mainly her face. The maids waited and watched, having seen quiet a few break down when at that stage. Once she was finished she stepped out and was wrapped in a towel. She had kept quiet, not saying a word or a peep as she was dried and returned to her room to change. Once there she was left, alone to do whatever she pleased until her next session with him.

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Jon sat back in his study, his feet resting on part of the great desk in front of him. He leaned back, his fingers interlocked behind his head. Images of the first time he had tested many of the other girls ran through his head, aided by pictures on his laptop taken from the security cameras. One in particular was visible on the screen. Lexie knelt in the room, looking blankly at the door while his seed dripped down her face. He smiled to himself, he certainly rated his experience with Lexie as one of his favorites, but he had not visited her since.

By all accounts from the maids and the matron, she was OK, but he never liked to pressure them too much. He had found that too frequent visits early on in their stay often just caused them to hate him. Whilst more girls had taken to him, almost loved him, if he was less frequent with his visits. He assumed it was because it initially allowed them to view it as an irregular inconvenience, before eventually enjoying it and craving it.

He checked the date stamp on the photo and smiled. Three days. That should easily be enough, perhaps it was time for a catch up? He strode down the hallway, towards the dorm that Lexie slept in alone, knowing full well that she would be back in there after dinner. As he approached the door, he could feel the arousal growing already and he opened it, his eyes scanning the room for its inhabitant.

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Lexie was sitting at the end of her bed, facing a window and watching as the rain fell against the stained glass. She was dressed in her new clothing, something that actually fitted her nicely. She was wearing a nighty, one made out of silk with only a bra and panties underneath. She had spent a lot of her time in her PJ's, seeing no reason to get changed seeing as she was only allowed around the mansion and was the only occupant other then Jon and the maids.

The three days had been rather dramatic, she spent two of them curled up in a ball hiding under the covers of her bed. Food was left at her door as she didn't leave the dorm. But after the third day arrived things changed, her mind set returned and she saw what happened as being one off or possibly a 'dream' although it definitely wasn't. She found herself venturing outside of the dorm, heading to the kitchen for breakfast, lunch and dinner, showering and even exploring for something the pass time before returning back. She was just about ready for bed, seeing nothing else to do but sleep and regain her energy from the couple of sleepless nights before hand. She was unaware of Jon standing in the door, the rain capturing her full attention and even relaxing her that little bit more. The room was poorly lit with only the shine of the room spreading light throughout the almost empty room.

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Jon watched her for a few moments and then stepped forward, into the light. He spoke quietly, his voice soft, kind and once again charming "Good evening Lexie. It's OK, I just wanted to see how you were faring. I apologize if I startled you, that was not my intention." the expression on his face seemed to show he cared, his mannerisms suggesting it was sincere.

"I should also apologize for my behavior last time we met. I would like to say that it is unusual, or even rare. But I would be lying. You see, I did warn you that my methods are rather unorthodox. But I have found that they work. They tend to get the very best out of young ladies. Something that cannot be said for all the other more orthodox methods that have been tried with them. Most come to terms with it, others come to love it. But what I wanted to discover, is how you are feeling and if there's anything I can do to help."

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His sudden appearance gave Lexie a fright, causing her to jump up and face him all while backing up slowly. He had caught her off guard so of course she would react the way she did. Thoughts and memory's began to rush through her mind, fear quickly spread across her face as she listened to what he had to say. After hearing him apologies she calmed down, running her hands through her hair and sighing. Did he come to just apologize? No... why would he wait so long? She didn't really understand why he was here until she heard him begin to explain his methods. It sickened her to think that other girls went through the same thing, that they were raped into submission. The thought caused her to cross her legs while standing, looking at the ground as if to scared to look up at the muscular man. "Come to love it?" She barked, glaring up at him before returning her gaze to the floor and quickly silencing herself. She was fuming on the inside and she wanted out. "Are you going to rape me if I don't tell you?" She added, her tone rather dull as she glanced u at him, her blue eyes locking with his as she waited for a response.

Lexie really was a troubled girl, to many feelings boxed up inside in order to keep with her tomboy act. It had worked for so many years and she didn't know of anything better or that worked when hurt by something or someone.


[User] Brielle glanced out the window pane as the rain fell heavily outside. She shook her head at the men in suits and women in pencil skirts were running to their cars, or ducking inside the nearest open building door. "He said it would rain." She whispered to her self thinking of the weather man from that mornings news. Any given day he was wrong. Take for instance last week. He said it would get to into the low 80s as the high, in deed it had only reached the mid seventies. Which she found to be odd. After all it was the start of November and the temperatures should have been dropping all October. Yet here it was the second week of November and the high was still between seventy and seventy five degrees Fahrenheit. Still it stood Brielle was not surprised that there where so few people with their umbrella. It was strange, something was about to change. She could feel it in her bones. She had been trying to shake the feeling for a few days now but it didn't seem to be going away. Perhaps it was that or all the caffeine running though her veins.

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Ethan Stoker peered out the airplane window as the craft made its descent towards the landing strip. Although Ethan traveled to America all the way from England, the high speed aircraft made the journey in under a day. A good thing too, for his mission was important. His master Van Helsing charged him with the task of finding and protecting his daughter Brielle.

The 6'2, 24 year old man got up from his seat when the plane landed, and took out an attaché case from the overhead compartment. He had short cropped black hair, wore black cargo pants, and a dark brown leather jacket over a gray shirt. Taking out a picture of Brielle with her address written on it, he walked out of the airport and hailed a cab. He wondered about how he would approach her. Her father sent her away many years ago to keep her safe from their mortal enemy... but it wasn't like he could just knock on her door and inform her that he was sent to protect her from a dark lord who swore to come after her

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Brielle finished her cup of coffee and pasty. She stood stretching her arms high above her head. She picked up her bag and umbrella and headed for the door of the coffee shop. She lived three blocks away so walking was not that a big a deal to her. It wasn't pouring out and the side walks weren't to wet t make the walk unbearable. She quickly left to head to her apartment.

she climbed the three flights of stairs seeing a very tall man standing in front of her door. She was of average height standing at five feet seven inches. She had a coke-bottle framed body. Her creamy complexion was complemented well with dull gray eyes and deep brown hair. She shook her umbrella and looked up at the main. "Hello. Can I help you?" She asked kindly with a warm and welcoming smile.

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The hooded man turned around, raising his head up just high enough to reveal his pointed fangs. "You could come with me my dear... the master is waiting" he said, gripping her shoulders roughly and pushing her into the wall. As he came forward his hood was drawn back, revealing a thin pale face, with a bald head. The vampire's eyes were blood red, driven mad with bloodlust.

"My master wished for you to be delivered to him unspoiled... but I guess I could indulge a little" he said, gripping her hair roughly to expose her neck, his hot breath evaporating against the soft skin as he moved in. At that moment Ethan jumped down from the ceiling, tackling him to the floor and driving a stake through his heart, killing him.

[User] Brielle's eyes widened seeing fangs. Fangs? Halloween had been over for a full week now. She screamed having been taken off guard as he pinned her to the wall. "Get off of me!" She cried seeing his eyes where red. Her screams for help grew louder when he forced her head to the side. When the man was tackled she was pushed out of the way. She scrambled to grab her umbrella and pointed it at her savior unsure if he could be trusted. Brielle held it out shakily and narrowed her eyes. "Who are you?! What do you want?" She asked watching him

[Assistant] After kicking the deceased vampire to make sure that he was dead, Ethan's attentions shifted to the woman he was charged with guarding. She was prettier than her picture. She had a pretty well kept figure as well. He put away the stake and put his hands out in a non threatening manner. "It's OK, Brielle, I mean you no harm. My name is Ethan Stoker... I was sent here by your father Van Helsing to protect you" he said, keeping his distance until she felt safe in his presence

[User] Brielle stood lowering her 'weapon'. She narrowed her eyes at him as he said her father sent him. "That's absurd! My father sent me here so that I wouldn't need protection." She said though it was clear she couldn't defend her self from the creatures of the night. She glanced down at the floor. Her father only kept in touch by letter and for him to send this Stoker it meant he was serious about the task at hand. "You may come in, and explain to me why Papa would send you all the way to America."

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"Well Brielle... we haven't much time. If this fiend attacked you here and now, that means he knows where you live. You need to pack your things. We'll need to get out of here and find some place safe to lay low while I contact the rest of the Vampire Hunter's Order" Ethan said, walking in.

Now came the difficult part. He wanted to tell her that he was in the area to follow up on a lead, and that her father asked him to check up on her. But circumstances did not allow for that story. Dracula obviously sent this fiend, and that meant that her life was in danger. As he walked in he scratched his scalp, looking for the right words to use.

"As you know Dracula has been sealed away for many years thanks to your father's previous exploits. The order kept the location of his remains a secret, and used a mixture of powerful magic and technology to keep him dormant for all this time... however the unthinkable happened. About 6 months ago a archaeological excavation uncovered his tomb and set him free. That is why I was sent here to protect you" he said to her

[User] "He?" She asked following into her home. It was a studio apartment, and looked a mess. She hadn't cleaned in the past few days. Though she had taken the time to do laundry. "You want me to leave my home?" She asked her eyes going wide. "I just moved into here two months ago." She sighed and put her keys on the hook. Brielle headed to the kitchen allowing him to speak but stopped when Ethan said Dracula was awake. "Dracula is awake? What could he possibly want with me?" She asked. Not seeing the point. That's why she had come to America in the first place so that she would not have to deal with vampires, or other hunters like her father.

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He thought hard, hoping to find the right words to use. It wasn't easy telling an innocent girl that an evil demonic murderer was out to get her. It was a pity that her only crime was being related to Van Helsing, the man who sealed away the demon. He didn't understand why Dracula would single out her in particular. He'd understand that Dracula would have a personal vendetta against her father or the Order, but why would he go after her? It wasn't as if he ever saw her... to the best of Ethan's knowledge

"Well you see, before Dracula was defeated he swore he claim the Helsing's daughter and last time I checked that was you. I understand that this is hard for you and I am sorry, but we must go. Pack some clothing and whatever you need to survive. We must leave immediately" he said

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Brielle sighed seeing there was no pointing in arguing with him. He could easily go about packing her things for her then drag her out of the cozy apartment. What good would that be though? It would only make her resent him more so than she already did.

"Fine. Give me a bit of time." She said going to a closet and pulled out a large suitcase. She tossed it on to her beg and began to pack. She placed a few pairs of shoes on the bottom and then the rest was her clothes. She stuffed the suitcase until it was full. She then closed it. She grabbed her messenger bag and placed her tooth brush, comb and brush and lotion into it. "Alright. I'm ready." She said to him.

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Ethan nodded, leaning against a wall to allow her to pack, and to give her some space. It was obvious that she didn't like this, but than again who could blame her? She only moved in two months ago, and after being attacked by a vampire she was forced to relocate yet again, under the protection of a complete stranger. He wondered if she'd ever have the opportunity to lead a normal life being the daughter of her father. Despite everything going on, he had to admit that she was cute. Upon this realization, he wondered if that was wise. He wasn't a fully fledged hunter yet, and now he was admiring the child of his order's leader.

"Very well. I will take you to a safe house somewhere in town. We'll hide out there while I contact your father to come up with a plan" he said once she was done. "Um... would you like me to carry that?" he offered, holding his hand out to carry her suitcase

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Brielle looked at her bag then down at the outfit she wore. She turned away from him and said a silent goodbye to her home. She innately wanted to leave her keys but quickly grabbed them thinking that Ethan did not have a car of his own.

"Yes. Thank you." She said rolling the suitcase towards him. Once they reached the ground floor she walked to the parking garage and to her car. She drove a Nissan Altima. She pressed the button to open the trunk for him to place their things in. Next she unlocked the doors and handed the key over to him. She climbed into the passenger seat waiting for him.

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Ethan carried the luggage downstairs after her and put the heavy suitcase in the trunk when she popped it open. He than sat in the drivers seat and started the car.

"We'll be heading to a safe house that your father prepared before you arrived. It was prepared should anything happen. Its location is secret and it is well supplied, so we should be safe" he said driving. Occasionally he found himself throwing an eye over to her. Not that you could blame him, she was very attractive

[User] "My father anticipated this happening?" She asked shocked that he had a plan in the event of this happening. To her the whole reason he sent her away was to keep her safe. Yet he had failed to do so. "I suppose I should thank you for saving me earlier." She said looking him over. He was extremely formal and Brielle had no intentions of deviating him from his focus. Despite the fact she found him to be rather attractive.

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"Well, I hope you never had to experience the dangers of vampire hunting, but being your father's daughter you must know how perilous and unpredictable this business could be at times. To keep you safe, there had to be a plan B" Ethan said to her. After about an hour's drive they came to what appeared to be an abandoned warehouse.

"We're here" he said, shifting the car to parking gear and stepping out, taking out a special card to unlock the doors before returning to the car and driving it in. It was a rather large space, stocked with plenty of weapons and some non-perishable foods. He soon took the keys out of the ignition and handed them back to her before stepping out of the car and pulling her suitcase out of the trunk for her

[User] "Cool place." Brielle said looking around as she got out. It was strange to know she would be staying t a Warehouse with a man she didn't even know. She grabbed her bag from the back seat and followed him inside. "I'll stay out of your way so you can work." She said going to find what would be her bead for the time.

[Assistant] "Alright than. Get yourself settled and make yourself at home than" he said, taking his own attaché case out of the trunk and heading to where his own bed was. He soon took his leather jacket off and sat down on the bed. His impressive physique was visible through his shirt, a necessary thing in the trade that he was in

[User] Brielle found her room and unpacked it. She then settled on finding a hot shower and then some food. After her shower she dressed in black leggings and a polka dot night shirt. She stopped in Ethan's doorway observing him. She then knocked lightly on the door frame to gain his attention. "Can I talk to you?" She asked moving into his room. She knew little about Dracula only that he wanted her but that was recent and obvious news. "Do you know why he's after me?" She asked walking into the room and sat on his bed.

[Assistant] He currently was unpacking a few tools of the trade: stakes, holy water, a cross, a couple of knives, and a pistol. It wasn't until she knocked on his door that he noticed her. He blushed when he saw her dressed the way she was. The black leggings that she were accentuated her long shapely legs. Shaking this off, Ethan nodded when she asked if she could talk to him. "I have no idea why Dracula would single you out specifically. The only logical explanation is that he wants to hurt your father as much as possible by taking you and..." he stopped himself, not sure how she would react. "...turning you" he finished.

[User] Brielle was a bit surprised by this. "I'm not completely shocked. My father isn't exactly the easiest man to get along with. So Dracula he won't be able to find me here?" she asked him looking around the room "Can you promise nothing bad will happen?" She asked him rubbing her shoulder. She had a feeling that he would not be able to. Her dreams had been getting worse and a mystery man had been in them promising he would take her away. Every time in the dream he didn't have to force her but she went willingly.

[Assistant] "Brielle... I can't promise that nothing bad would happen... but I swear on my life that I'll do everything in my power to keep you safe" Ethan said to her looking her in the eye. When he swore, he meant it. "The location of this safe house is secret, so it is almost impossible to find. But to be safe I'll go out whenever we need supplies, and we'll communicate with your father or other members of the order through secret radio communications. Trust me, this is our safest option" he explained

[User] Brielle searched his eyes and nodded. She saw the honesty in them and knew she'd be able to trust him for the time being. "That's just as good." She said with a small smile. "Are you hungry?" She asked him standing up and stretching "I think there might be some pasta here."

[Assistant] "Well... no not really. I just had airplane food, so my appetite is kinda gone" Ethan said, getting up. "Feel free to make some for yourself..." he added, walking out of the room. He knew that the safe house had a training space, so after stretching out a bit he took his shirt off and began to do pull-ups off of a bar. His body was well trained for this trade. His muscles were defined and dense, built more like a gymnast than a bodybuilder.

[User] Brielle nodded and left him to his work out routine. She found a box of macaroni and cheese and some canned tuna. She choose to make her own version of Tuna Mac. She ate her food in the kitchen. Once she finished and cleaned up she went back to Ethan's room. "Do you have any thing to read about Dracula?" She asked rubbing her arm. She knew so little and felt the more she knew the better off she was.

[Assistant] He got off the pull up bar panting, rubbing his sore hands. He turned around to see her, his torso slightly sweaty from training. "I have a basic manual about vampires. It mostly pertains to their biology, weaknesses, feeding habits... but nothing about Dracula. At least not on me" he said, picking up his shirt

[User] Brielle looked him over he eyes trained on his torso and chest. She bit her lip watching as he moved to get her the book. "Okay I'll take that." She said softly stepping out of his way.

[Assistant] "Well... if you're sure that it won't upset you." he said as he walked past her putting his shirt on. Brielle opened up his bag and found the book. "So... what were you doing before you came here? Were you studying or something?" he asked, handing the book over to her

[User] "I was eating." She said softly and have a soft smile to him and nodded. She didn't see the manual upsetting her for any reason. She took the manual from him and ran her hand over the leather cover.

[Assistant] "No... I meant before you came to America?" Ethan asked her. "Were you going to school or something?" he queried.

[User] "Oh." Brielle said and glanced away. "Actually yes I was going to be a teacher." She said with a soft smile. She still did become one in America, but her move had halted her career for a bit. "I was also engaged to a hunter like you, but his death was untimely." She said with a soft shrug hugging the book to her chest. She had cared deeply for him, but had moved past his death. Her previous love was part of the reasoning behind her father sending her away, the other part was that he truly did fear for his daughter's life. Van Helsing always had a hard time showing his affection to his daughter.

[Assistant] "Being killed in action is very common for hunters. It's a very dangerous profession. I'm sorry for your loss" he said, running his fingers through his hair. Ethan only meant to start a conversation with the woman he was charged with protecting, and he didn't want to bring up such a painful subject. "I am still a hunter in training... I'm just sent on missions a lot" he added

[User] "I hope not to lose you too." Brielle said with a warm smile showing she was not upset with him asking. "You should teach me how to fight too. You know so I can protect my self when your not around that is." She said and walked towards the door. "Thanks for being here though." She said leaving the room.

[Assistant] Ethan smiled back, enjoying the sight of her warm smile. That is rather rare in women nowadays. As she walked out of his room he admired her silhouette. Soon he was compelled to get up and walk out of his room with her. "Well... I think I can show you a couple of things now if you'd like" he said, walking out with her. "Have you any experience in unarmed combat?" he asked her

[User] Brielle smiled happily at his offer and shook her head. "No I took one kick boxing class and regrettably quit." She giggled. She looked down at her clothes "I'll change and meet you back here in a moment." She said running off to her room. She searched through what she packed and found a pair of black work out shorts, and a plain white t-shirt. She slipped on a pair of socks and her Nikes then returned to him. She pulled her hair into a ponytail and smiled. "Alright I'm ready to learn." She said with a firm nod her hands placed on her hips.

[Assistant] "Well, kickboxing isn't a bad foundation... but you'll need a lot more if you hope to survive an attack" he said, getting into a stance and showing her basic punches and kicks. Ethan trained with her for about an hour, making sure she was using proper technique. He watched her carefully to make sure she was doing things correctly, but couldn't help but notice her feminine grace and curvy body. "If you can go for a little longer I'd be happy to show you some grappling" he said.

[User] With each moved he showed to her Brielle imitated him. She did the kicks and punches until she got them near perfect. By the end of the hour she was dripping with sweat and tired. She placed her hands on her hips and glanced at the clock on the wall. It wasn't that late, and she could still go for a bit longer. "Alright, but I doubt I'll be very good at it." She said with a giggle moving over to him. "What's the first thing I do?" She asked.

[Assistant] "We'll start with a basic throw" Ethan said, walking over to her and gently grasping her wrist. He moved in close and turned around so that his back was to her, and tossed her over his shoulder gently so that she wouldn't hit the floor to hard. "There you go" he said, chuckling with his hands at his hips, looking down to her. "That's the basic shoulder throw... care to try it?" he asked, holding his hand out to help her up.

[User] Brielle watched his movements as best she could and her eyes widened as she felt her weight go over his shoulder and floor though to the floor. She wasn't sure what to say as he stood over her. "On you?! You're three times my size and I'm half your weight! Thank you but no." She said and giggled taking his hand as he pulled her to her feet. She looked up at him licking her lips and then took a step back. "Thanks for showing me. Can we continue in the morning?" She asked.

[Assistant] "Yeah sure. We worked for about an hour, and I can see you're tired" Ethan said. "The throw is not all about strength by the way. It's about leverage. If you get the technique right you be able to throw me quite easily" he added, wiping his sweaty brow with his forearm

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Brielle stretched her hands high above her head and nodded. "Perhaps I will though you are still twice my size so it would take me a while before I got it perfect." She smiled at him and nodded. "I'll see you in the morning then dear." She said with a nod and left the room. She yawned going to shower once more. It was a quick shower and she left the bathroom wrapped only in her towel.

Closing the door behind her and turning on the lamp next to the bedside. She noticed the leather bound journal she had borrowed from Ethan. Brielle dressed in black boy-shorts and a black t-shirt before crawling into her bed and began to read the journal.

[Assistant] "Alright, goodnight Brielle" he said to her, waving. After a while he went to take a shower of his own, only to see Brielle walk out, her hair wet and her svelte figure wrapped only in a towel. Keeping his distance he admired her form as her hips swayed ever so slightly as she walked away. Shaking off his momentary awe, he walked to the bathroom to cleanse himself as well.


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Of course this is how it would end up working out. Allison and Ethan weren't human beings that sustenance to live, just all sorts of fancy gadgets to remind them of who they were and where they came from. If the apartment hadn't been furnished by their respective families, the cost of this place and what was inside could probably easily have ventured in to the high hundreds of thousands. But not even a pack of Ramen noodles could be found.

"I just changed!" Allison whined, looking for her clothes to change back into. She still had her pants in the room with her, but her original shirt was tossed in the bag. Allison rolled her eyes. A soft thud could be heard as her forehead hit the door. This day was getting worse and worse. At the end, she'd probably end up dying or something like that. On the other hand, that would just release her from this nightmare.

Slowly the door cracked open, but just barely. She tried to hide most of her body behind it but the tell-tale white circle and hint of a red bow could be seen. She looked up at him with a worried look, biting her lip softly. "Any way I could talk you into ordering in, or going to pick up some carryout from the Thai place?" Her voice was softer than before, almost pleading. It was obvious something was up, because only a few minutes before she'd be glad to take any opportunity to leave. Even if it was with him.

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Ethan waited for the door to crack open before raising an eyebrow and looking over the pink that he could see. He didn't make the notice too obvious, not wanting to make things too awkward or start another fight. That was to come in the future anyway. "You know if you had your bags in there, you'd be able to change." For the first time since they met, he bothered to show an emotion; a cocky, well practiced smirk. It was a hint of his true personality that was quite a rare sight to see. He's had a girlfriend or two in the past who had seen this side of him, but the women had ducked out when they found the side that they didn't want to want to see.

"We'll need food soon. Unless you think we could wait until tomorrow to have something." The man's caramel-colored eyes turned towards the kitchen, eyeing it suspiciously, fully expecting that whichever parent had set this up had planned this as well. They could afford to have put food in this place if they really wanted to, but he knew his mother enjoyed pestering him, certainly when it came to girls and there was no doubt that she had something to do with it. After all, the entire apartment was lined with Biogen...

He gave her another slow look over, trying to figure out what those colors stood for or what they could possibly mean. That instantly got him distracted, choosing to follow his thoughts. "Are you wearing Hello Kitty?" he asked, half as a joke, but at the same time, he was serious. And the only thing with a red bow that he could think of was that small little white kitten. He was never a fan of it, but his sister loved the little creature and his own guilty pleasures were what people might just call 'worse'. With a slow shake of his head, he cleared his throat and returned to his first thought. "I could run out for Thai, but then you're paying for it. How's that for a deal? And we'll go shopping tomorrow, first thing."

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A resounding "No." was the response to his initial question as Allison took a step further back behind the door but trying to crane her neck so she could still see him was becoming painful. However, his patronizing gestures was enough to spur her back into her defiant mood. So what if her lounging clothes bore childish icons of the past and revamped ones of the present? Or they were soaked in pastels and playful colors. This was technically her place as well, and he'd just have to learn to live with her quirks. Besides, she was sure that once they settled in to the place a few of Ethan's own would come out.

The door was flung open as she practically marched out and over to her suitcases. Trying her best to gather them up without taking the time to zip the one that she had gone through. It took a little finagling and some impressive moments of balance, but she managed to take them back to her bedroom, all without a word or glance to him. She did her best to close the door with the curve of her foot. It sounded like the latch had stuck but it just happened to open just enough for him to be able to actually see into the room better than before. In the time she was shut in there, she had already started to make the place her own. Her purse was spilled out on the bed, a few things of make up and hairbands were lined up neatly on the vanity. The quintessential key to any woman's wardrobe: the little black dress. Though she had picked one that reflected her personality a bit more.

The leisurewear was shed and kicked off to the side before she stepped into the dress. Wiggling it over her hips before sliding her arms through the sleeves. She didn't want to mess up her hair anymore after all. The curls were already begin to droop back to their original state before her primping, leaving her with gentle waves. Tiny fingers nimbly managed to tie the bow at the back of her neck and as she sat down on the bed to put back on her shoes, she noticed the door. Blushing a bit but trying her best not to let it phase her. If he hadn't come off as such a playboy on the campus, she might have just gone prancing about in next to nothing to try to make him uncomfortable enough to leave. Finally she stood up, smoothing out any wrinkles before giving herself a quick look in the mirror.

"I still want Thai... and I can pay for myself." Allison tried to come off as commanding, but it was becoming more apparent that it was not her forte. She always hated being told what to do by others, so she tried not to make a habit out of it to others but desperate times call for desperate measures.

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Ethan couldn't help but mentally laugh at the woman's movements. She was in fact wearing a Hello Kitty sweater, which he had a good look at when she left the room, choosing to watch her until she had returned to the room. Typically, with many other women he had lived around even for a short amount of time, Ethan would have watched as she changed, keeping his eyes glued onto her with a faint smile. This time though, Ethan didn't quite feel like watching. Instead, he took a look around the rest of the room, doing almost everything he could to keep his eyes off of her. Instead, he looked around the room at what else was inside. Her bags, a nice, feminine spread laid out over the vanity, several other personal items; all of which made her seem a good bit girlier than Ethan thought she would be. Well that was good, in his opinion. He always liked the more feminine women, as long as they had a fighting spirit deep inside of them.

When she stopped moving in the proper dressing motions, Allison's future husband took the chance to look at her properly and take a good long look over her. He noted the blush before his eyes scanned over her, following the curves of her body that was now lined with the fabulous little dress. The lace was perfectly placed and the hem was just short enough to be tasteful and proper yet Ethan had a good feeling that her parents didn't know she had it in her possession. Something like that wasn't what was seen at company meetings after all.

"Is this a date or take out pick up?" Ethan asked as a joke, lifting both of his eyebrows this time. Saying the woman wasn't attractive would be a complete lie. The way her hair was falling and slowly uncurling was enough to bring another faint smirk to the man's lips, only to let it quickly fade away only seconds later. "Should I go change?"

Without waiting for an answer, the man turned away, biting back a chuckle, choosing to keep that much silent for a while. He picked up his keys and double checked his phone, silencing the music for a short period of time as he waited for Allison to join him, giving her another look over. He didn't waste any more time after that, heading out to the parking lot, holding his hand tightly around the ring of keys as he approached his seemingly brand new Toyota Highlander, pressing the button as quickly as soon as he was at the door and sliding into the front without a second thought or moment of hesitation.

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Any other time, his little remark and smirk would have rubbed her the wrong way. It hinted toward a familiarity between then that she would have found offensive. However given all that had happened in just those few minutes, it only caused the flush in her cheeks to deepen. His question didn't help calm her by any means. The effect was the exact opposite really. With just a few choice words, he was able to mostly disarm her. "I just have a craving for some scallops." Allison wouldn't need to say much more than that. Yes, some people got things like shrimp and fish, so long as it was fried, with places that had a drive through and were fine with it. However she didn't know many that would trust getting fresh seafood, especially shellfish, even in a take out box.

As Ethan made his way to the door, she slid the strap of her purse over her shoulder. Slowly flipping through to make sure she still had everything in place. It wouldn't take them cohabiting together long before he'd found out how OCD she could be about certain things and her purse was one of them. Walking toward him, she couldn't help but notice his eyes scanning over her. It might have been brief, but it happened. It was the 'why' aspect that she still wasn't entirely sure of. Still on the defensive, she assumed he was just testing her reactions. Predators circling one another to see who'd ultimately win.

"Though, if you don't quit looking at me like that people might think it is a date." Her words were spoken just under her breath as she shot a glance upwards, locking eyes for just a moment as she passed by him. She was a bit surprised to see he drove a Highlander. Somehow she just didn't peg him for an SUV type of guy. She was expecting some fancy sports car or an insanely expensive luxury vehicle. It was certainly a pleasant surprise.

She slid in to the passenger side of the car, moving the seat forward a bit and letting down the back a little. "I take it you know where the Lotus is, yeah?" Allison looked over towards him, still shifting in the seat to get comfortable. There weren't many Thai restaurants around, but the Lotus was probably the most highly praised in the area not just for the quality of the food but because it was affordable considering what it was.

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Ethan smirked, turning on the trusty engine of his vehicle. "I wouldn't be a good student if I didn't," he stated, turning back around him to watch as he pulled back and out of the parking lot. The restaurant wasn't too far away, but it was enough that taking a car was the only option. Ethan wasn't really into the whole walking thing after all unless he really felt the urge to. As he drove, he kept one hand on the gearshift and the other gripping the steering wheel, taking the back streets of the city to get to Lotus. It might not have saved time, but it was clear that Ethan was more used to the twists and turns of a road than sticking to a straight path. His fingers lightly drummed on the surfaces beneath them as they moved, seeming to be quite content behind the wheel. But the silence was starting to bother him and he broke it with a clear of his throat as he leaned forward to watch around a turn.

"Do you drive?" he asked peacefully, turning a corner and setting both hands on the wheel. He had met several people of their position who didn't bother to get a license for a variety of reasons from having a personal driver to a boyfriend or girlfriend who drove to something along the lines of simply being too lazy. Ethan wouldn't want to live his life without having a legal ability to drive. Not only did it make getting alcohol easier, but it gave him the freedom to get away as he please. And since he had bought his car on his own, it wasn't like his parents could stop him from driving it. "Just so I know if I'd have to keep my keys tucked away or not. Don't want you stealing my girl."

Oops. Slip ups were already happening. His brother was the only person he had ever been around when he addressed his car as 'his girl'. His hand tightened around the wheel as he turned away slightly and scrunched his nose in disappointment in himself. With a quick continuation, he tried to brush that comment under the rug. "Couple of people in my classes just haven't bothered. Claim it's a waste of time." He snorted slightly. "Not like they have a long list of responsibilities..."

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Allison's brow arched slightly. If it hadn't been for the tiny physical responses to the Freudian slip, she might not have taken any notice of the comment at all. Most guys had some sort of pet name when it came to their cars. It wasn't just a male thing either. She sunk down into her seat, casting her eyes over at him. She didn't have to tell him about her baby. Lance had always fussed at her about her choice. She could have gotten anything really. She had saved enough money up on her own over the years to get something better, something newer. He said it was dated, the handling wasn't as sharp as other rivals, it had a weaker engine. The list went on and on but there was just something about the sleek curves of the Regatta blue 2007 Tiburon that she just couldn't ignore. All he asked was did she drive. She couldn't help but laugh a little as he opened up a bit more.

"I know what you mean. Then again, I'm sure most people don't think we have a very long list of responsibilities either. Or, y'know, want to try to do stuff on our own without family interfering." Allison looked out the window, heaving a soft sigh. It was like that with everyone. No matter who you were, you had your problems. Problems that you were sure no one else would understand, but even a person who wasn't in your situation probably wouldn't fail to grasp the brevity of it. It seemed people just liked to live in their own bubble and wallow in their own misery. She idly wondered if that was what she was doing now.

Her eyes cut back to look at Ethan. To say he was anything less than handsome would be an insult. She was fairly certain she'd never hear the end of it once things got out. Around campus he was deemed quite the catch, but he always seemed to loose interest in whoever he was seeing quickly. In fact, one of her friends would probably kill to be where she was now. Even if it was forcibly, the very thought of having the wondrous Ethan Luster by her side would have made her happy. She'd have to remember to keep him away from Diana. Though the thought of it was slightly amusing. Dragging him to hang out with her on a girl's night downtown and bar hopping, then letting her friend fawn over him and probably try to do all sorts of things that he'd be uncomfortable with. Allison tried to hide a smile as she filed the thought away for if he ever pissed her off. That was for later, but she could still mess with him a little bit now.

"To answer your question, yes... I have my license, just never really had the need to drive though so it has been awhile since I've been behind the wheel. I mostly just walk everywhere I need to get to. If it is too far or bad weather, I've got friends who just love to ride around in their tricked out Italian cars for no reason. I can always hitch a ride with them. But now that we'll be living in the same place, I'm sure you wouldn't mind if I borrowed yours every now and then." She knew she was lying through her teeth. The car lovingly known as Betsy Blu, named for her competition and event horse when she was little, was probably contently sitting at her old apartment. On temporary loan to one of her friends while she was out of town. He'd find out eventually if he wasn't quite as shrewd as his father about calling someone on bullshitting him.

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Responsibilities... that word sent butterflies through Ethan's stomach and nervous energy through every inch of space surrounding him. Just the thought of it pulled up feelings he hated to think about. There was so much that still needed to be done to make his family as great as they hoped and he was starting to think that it was almost impossible for him to do. Of course, his parents would be there, but they were trying to leave so much to him that on top of school work, he didn't know how he could get it all finished. But he knew that Allison was possibly in the same situation. Biogen was after a contract with their school and he could only imagine that the woman beside him had family that was breathing down her neck as well to grab the contract from beneath their feet as one final move before the two companies begin to work together. He wanted to try to not think about such a thing and instead focus on getting to the restaurant for dinner.

Ethan could feel Allison's eyes settle on him and look him over, but he didn't bother to mention it. Most women did the same or even made it worse by making sure he knew they were giving him the look over. Allison had enough sense to keep her looks down and far less obvious than others, which Ethan had to thank her for later.

At the mention of borrowing his car, Ethan couldn't help but let another smirk cross his lips. She wouldn't lie about having a license, or so he hoped, but he wouldn't doubt if she had a car tucked away somewhere. He wasn't going to push it though. It was better to just go along with what she had said than challenge her. After all, they were still learning about each other. No matter how many meetings they may have seen each other at, they had never really spoken more than a simple greeting and a few passed comments.

"We'll have to see," he told her, pulling into the parking lot for the college food favorite. He spotted a car that he recognized and looked it over before turning to look at the woman inside and killing the engine. "Depends on what you'll be giving in exchange." He flashed her a smile that could woo the masses and break hearts. Although cocky, it looked to be genuine and have a hidden meaning. To make things that much worse, his womanizing side slid to the open with an added raise of his eyebrows all before he got out of the car, shoved his hands in his pockets and started inside the proper door.

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Allison was beginning to regret the fact that she had made so many assumptions about this guy, even if some of them were from many years ago. She was quickly finding out that Ethan didn't fit into any of the boxes she'd been trying to stuff him into. Allison couldn't help but to snicker at his retort, giving her own little smile as she spoke, opening up the car door and hopping out. "You know better than anyone how business works: don't ever put your offer on the table first. Then when it is your turn, start with the lowest you'd be willing to take."

Originally, her response had been in a teasing jest but it didn't take her long to realize the scope of her own words. Was HiTek really doing this badly? The two companies had been bumping heads for years but outwardly, neither of them were stumbling. The other was just another competitor. In private, she'd seen how much it started to worry her dad and she had always told him if there was anything she could do to help, she would. The more she thought about it, she slowly realized just how much he had been keeping her out of the company's information recently. Could he have been hiding just how bad it was from her, so not to get her worried? For it to get to the point where her parents would come to some arrangement like this, then it must have taken a lot of previous attempts.

Those thoughts led to more as she silently walked past Ethan again, softly answering the maitre d' with her own seating preferences. Table for two, booth, close to the bar. There was no doubt in her mind that her parents loved her. She was their only child after all. For all their overbearing bullshit, they always wanted what was best for her. Even when what she wanted might not have been the best decision, they always let her make her own choices when it came down to it. They wanted her close to home, she chose a college far away. They wanted her to major in BIS and Global Management. She compromised with BIS and Marketing, but focusing on liberal art courses to compliment the degree requirements. They complained, but they saw it was working well for her and they eventually relented.

It didn't take much to be able to look at Ethan and see that internally, he was under a lot of pressure. As soon as she touched on the subject of obligations earlier, the whole atmosphere changed. Of course, neither wanted to really address with the situation right then anyways. She had her own things to worry about, but she could at least say that she had never any actual feeling of burdens when it came to handling things with the company. Maybe... maybe there were other things going on than some superficial marriage to quell and stroke egos. As the waitress sat down menus at their table, Allison did something that felt completely alien.

A small hand reached out, fingers wrapping loosely around Ethan's wrist and tugging him toward her as she made her way to the bar. Of course, there was enough room where he could have let his hand slide out and she would have continued anyways but he probably needed a drink as badly as she did right about now. If not more than. "I don't think either of us are in that much of a hurry tonight." She looked back at him with a smile. Though it wasn't forced by any means, he'd be able to tell there was certainly something more beneath the surface. It was like that smile you see someone get after getting to the end of 'Where the Red Fern Grows' for the first time. That little bit of clarity and happiness gained after just having your heart put through a meat grinder in the last two chapters. "Besides, if it gets to that point, we can always call a cab back." Most of the students hadn't returned to campus, but some had. Though she was heading for a stool that was towards the back end, hidden in the shadows but, it was pretty clear that intimacy wasn't on her mind at all thanks to the fact they'd only be a few feet away from a speaker. It was their privacy she was worried about more than anything. Now more than ever, if they were seen together, she didn't want to have to deal with others pestering them with questions.

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At the sound of Allison's request for a table, Ethan tensed. All ounce of fun and games left the air around him, losing every easy going and relaxed feeling he had. Wasn't this only pick up? He hadn't properly dressed to be really seen in public, certainly not sit down and have a proper dinner like the woman seemed to be expecting. The pair reached the bar before Ethan practically tore his hand away from Allison as if her touch was fire licking at his skin. His dark, confused eyes settled on her, giving the same cold-hearted look they had at every public outing. And without thinking, he snapped at her.

"I would like to return home as quickly as possible." None of this drinking or sitting down to eat shit. He was told take out and that's what he wanted. Don't change plans on him so suddenly, god dammit. "I was not prepared for this." That bratty child was returning. Just when Allison thought it was safe...

Ethan had his reasons. His whole life was schedule, schedule, schedule. Even now, Ethan didn't enjoy sudden plans. When he was with his college friends, he had learned to expect such a thing and could prepare himself for almost anything they threw at him. Ethan did what he could to control his 'Darcy Syndrome', as one of his girlfriends once called it, and made his way back to the table long enough to take a seat again and bite his tongue from any further comments. He chose to focus on the water glass instead, wetting his finger before trailing it around the lip for a soft ring, letting it go for a few seconds before stopping it all together.

Awkward was the proper term for his feelings at that moment. Ethan was trying go control himself, daring himself to make the best of it. But he could feel eyes turning to settle on him even if they didn't mean to. Turning down a drink from a woman like Allison? An attractive lady who was obviously dressed for a date? How could he? Ethan could almost feel someone asking 'how dare he?' But he held up under the pressure, only looking more cross as he tried to distract himself from those feelings and looks.


[User] Jessica smiled as Luke spoke into her ear, she was already growing wet with the attention he was giving her neck. She felt him move her hand to his groin and she felt his hand move between her legs. She gasped as his hand teased her over her panties. She rubbed his through his jeans, opening her legs even more for him. She was telling herself it was the alcohol that was making her give in so fast, but she had a feeling it was not completely the reason. Part of her wanted this, though she was not going to admit it right now.

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Jessica had only really been on Luke's radar for the last year or two. Ever since she had made heads turn when she rode to school on her motorcycle. Even then it wasn't like they had talked... he had talked shit a few times... but that was it. Then just a few months ago she had hit him for picking on that nerd... Now here he was, rubbing her pussy while she felt him up.

"God yes..." he sighed between kisses. Slowly he pulled her panties to the side and caressed bald lips that he found underneath. Soon he found her clit and started rolling it and rubbing it, trying to get her more and more worked up. She was already pretty wet and that turned him on more than she would ever know. "Take me out of my pants..." he said in a breathy voice before going back to her neck.

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Jessica moaned as his finger slipped past her panties and began to really touch her. It still did not seem right to be here with Luke. She hated him. Did not seem to stop her from letting him touch her. She closed her eyes as he moved back to her neck after demanding she let him free. She pushed her hips up slightly as he played with her.

"You are bossy," she said as she started to undo his pants and freed him from them. She wrapped her slender fingers around his hardening member, teasing the tip with her thumb. She stroked him slowly at first, feeling him in her hand. Getting to know the feel of him in her hand.

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Luke's heart started to beat so hard as she undid his pants that he felt like he was going to have a heart attack. When she reached in it felt like time stood still until he felt her soft hands on his cock. She started stroking and he sighed against her neck. The closest thing he had to an arch nemesis was stroking his cock and letting him play with her pussy and she was very wet...

"Is that so bad in this particular situation?" he asked quietly before licking and biting her ear. Luke then pushed two fingers into her tight pussy until they were knuckle deep. "Oh my god you're so tight..." he commented as he felt her walls close in on this fingers and squeeze them as he slowly thrust them into her.

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Jessica gasped softly as he bit and licked her ear. He was really good at getting her turned on. "No," she answered breathlessly. It was kind of hot in this situation, though it was not something she would dig all the time. She had no problem being submissive from time to time, but there were times she enjoyed having the control.

She moaned as he sunk two fingers into her. She could feel him stretching her as he did it. She had always been tight with her petite frame. She smiled as he spoke and gripped him a bit harder, stroking him to the rhythm of his fingers thrusting in her.

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When she started to match his pace, Luke started to finger her hard and deep moving in and out of her quickly to simulate the kind of sex he was planning to have with her. For reasons he couldn't have explained if he tried there was a smug satisfaction in the idea of making her cum for him over and over. It took everything he had not to throw it in her face, to spoil the ruse right then and there but he knew better. Not only that he was so turned on from the amazing hand job he was getting that it hardly was the time to stop.

"In that case I'm going to tell you exactly what I'm going to do..." he said, panting a bit from the stimulation he was receiving. "I'm going to make you cum... then I'm going to stand up so you can go down on me... and when I'm ready I'm going to lay you back and eat you out until you cum at least one more time... then I'm going to fuck you..."

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Jessica smirked as Luke laid out his plan for the night before her. She had to admit it sounded like a lot of fun. Just never imagined it with him, but she was willing at this point. She was so turned on, she could not stop him now if she wanted to. She was willing to do what he wanted without argument.

She arched her back slightly as he drove his fingers deeper into her. She moaned as she could feel the tingling sensation that came before an orgasm. She continued to stroke him, squeezing harder as her orgasm neared. The combination of him telling her what he was going to do and driving his fingers into her was driving her mad. She wanted to, but could not hold off much longer. Her body tensed up and she cried out as she suddenly came.

[Assistant] Hearing her cum along with the frantic pace with which she was stroking him nearly made Luke cum too but some how he managed to hold back. When she started to cum though that was when he really started to finger fuck her hard. Luke also started to grind his palm against her clit as he did, wanting to totally over stimulate her during her orgasm. "God yes..." he sighed into her ear as she came for him. "Are you excited to go down on me? About knowing exactly what I taste like..."

[User] What Luke was doing to Jessica while she came was driving her wild. Her body shook with excitement. He seemed to have continued until he wrung every last tremor out of her body. She could barely breathe as she came down from the incredible high. She opened her eyes as his spoke into her ear. She smiled, "Why don't you stand up and find out?" She had to wonder if he had planned this happening since he brought her down to the boathouse. She was forever the doubting things, but maybe it was not planned and it just happened.

[Assistant] Luke pulled his fingers out of Jessica and made sure she saw him taste her excitement from his fingers. He gave an approving "mmm" before standing up in front of her. As he stood though his cock bumped her chin and drug up the side of her cheek. It appeared to be an accident caused by him moving a bit quickly but the fact of the matter was he had done it intentionally and hoped she would rub him all over her face. "I'll warn you... I can get a little kinky..." Luke sad in a breathy voice fully of lust and arousal.

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Jessica smiled as she watched Luke suck her juices from his fingers. She had never been with a guy that did that before and she found it to be rather hot to watch. She raised an eyebrow however when he dragged his cock over her face. She looked up at him for a moment. He was probably used to having these little teenage girls that would do whatever he asked for just a chance to be with him. She was completely different. She chuckled at him comment, "Yeah, I am sure."

She took hold of his cock and let her tongue tease the head. She could taste the salty pre-cum that was already leaking. She then took a long wicked lick of his length before she started to slowly take him into her mouth. She continued to tease him with her tongue at first, just barely sucking on him. She wanted to keep him waiting just a bit, make him suffer slightly.

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Ironically there was no suffering for Luke at all. So many of the girl's he had fucked would suck him down and get aggressive with him like they were wanna be porn stars but there was something excessively hot about the way she was using her lips and tongue on him sucking just enough to keep him clean of pre-cum. It struck him as an act done to really taste him and it turned him on immensely. Luke couldn't stop groaning as she did it, clearly turned on by the rather different treatment he was getting.

"God that feels amazing, Jessica..." he said. "Keep going slow..." he requested, running his fingers through her black hair and really enjoying it. It was killing him that she wasn't taking more in though... he desperately wanted the same treatment but with his entire cock in her mouth.

[User] Jessica loved the fact that Luke was really enjoying her sweet torture. That was just what it was. Most girls went at it hot and heavy in hopes to get it over faster, but not Jessica. She enjoyed using her tongue to tease guys into moaning. She knew he was enjoying it when he asked her to keep it slow and ran his fingers into her hair. She kept it slow and continued to take more and more of him into her mouth. She continued to tease his head on and off. It was clear she knew what she was doing and was quite skilled at it. She looked up at him as he moaned.

[Assistant] "Oh holy fuck I'm going to treat you so good when you're done..." Luke promised, already deciding he was going to make her cum while his tongue was buried inside her. She was savoring this and he would do the same. It was so hot knowing that soon he was not only see her pussy but devour it, fuck it, feel it. Every inch of her body would be committed to memory and he would flaunt that knowledge when the time came. He would remind her how much she had enjoyed sucking his cock. Lifting his foot up onto his bed he wanted to make sure she had access to every inch of him. He wondered how far he could push her. If he could get her mouth on his balls or even beyond.

[User] Jessica smiled as she continued working on Luke as he spoke. He was enjoying it. She finally took the full length of his cock into her mouth, he had had enough teasing. It was time to make him really enjoy her mouth. She picked up her pace a bit, sucking on him harder. She swirled her tongue around as she did it, teasing his tip as well. She watched him move his leg so she could have more playing room, which she too advantage of.

[Assistant] She could suck a cock that was for sure and Luke was loving every minute of it. His hips started to move in time with her bobbing so that a wonderful rhythm was established and he was able to fuck her mouth. "oh god yes, Jessica... do you want my first orgasm to be in your mouth? Do you want to taste my cum?" he groaned. Yes he had said first as he had found that given just a minute or two he was able to bounce back pretty quickly. What she also didn't know was that he had yet to meet the chick who could keep up with swallowing all he had to give.

[User] Jessica looked up at him as she continued to suck him. A smiled crossed her lips as he spoke, it was clear it was an unspoken "yes". She had no problem with him cumming in her mouth. She figured she could handle it. She was curious, however, how long it would take for him to recover. He did say first orgasm. It made her wonder how long he could really go.

[Assistant] That bitch was going to swallow his load! He loved it and his hips started to pump in time with her actions. There was so much tongue being used that she was hands down the best he'd ever had. "Oh fuck... oh fuck here it comes..." he groaned and then his breath caught in his throat. He blasted her throat with a massive shot of cum. It was almost as much as most guys entire orgasms but then he shot again and it was nearly as much. It just kept coming, more and more and more. He pumped into her mouth a good six or seven times before it seemed to taper off. Luke was moaning loudly the entire time, clearly enjoying giving her all he had.

[User] Jessica readied herself as he told her he was getting ready to go. She was a bit overwhelmed by the amount of cum he was shooting into her mouth. She was not sure could handle this much at once. It was much more than any other guy had, but she continued to take it like a pro. She swallowed all of it, except a small trickle that escaped her lips. She pulled away from him and licked it from her lips.

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When she pulled off of him, Luke didn't move away from her right away. Instead he took hold of his own cock and continued to slowly stroke himself as he watched her swallow it all down and lick up the bit that had gotten away. It was the hottest thing that had ever happened to him, conquering her in that way without her even knowing. Not only had she sucked his cock and swallowed his cum but she had gone well out of her way to make sure that not one drop went to waste. "God you're so fucking hot..." he said in a voice that was full of lust.

Reaching down, he pulled her shirt off and started to work undressing her. He wanted to fuck her, right there in the boat house... Wanted to fuck her and hear her scream his name when he put that much cum deep inside her. As he unhooked her bra he whispered to her, "I can do that much... again..."

[User] Jessica got up after Luke pulled off her shirt. She let him undress her, it was not like she was wearing much. She smirked as he whispered in her ear. "That was quite a bit," she mused, "it was a surprise. You could have warned a girl." Though she figured that was half of his fun. He probably liked to see the girls choke on his seed. She was happy she did not do the expected. She liked to be the odd one out.

[Assistant] Luke stripped her naked and took it all in. Oh how they had fought yet there she was naked before him. Wrapping big muscular arms around her, he kissed Jessica deeply, holding her naked body against his and said, "What's life without a few surprises?" Lowering his head to one of her full perky breasts he sucked and bit the nipple as his hands ran all over her pussy, rubbing the strip of hair on her mound and the bald lips between her legs. "Now get on the bed... on your hands and knees... I want to eat you out from behind..."

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Jessica smirked as Luke pulled her into her arms and kissed her. She never would have thought this night would have come to this. She never thought she would even let Luke touch her. She nodded at what he said. Surprises were good. This was a surprise to her for sure. She moaned as he teased her nipple with his mouth and rubbed her, she was still so wet.

She looked at him for second as he once again told her what to do. Part of her wanted to tell him no. The other part of her thought it sounded like a fun idea. She decided to do what he said since she was really turned on already. She crawled on to the bed as he said, exposed for him.

[Assistant] Luke immediately got down, taking only a moment to enjoy the view of both her pussy as well as he puckered asshole. He then licked her from clit to pucker and then back to clit. Suckling the little nub, he rolled his tongue against it, rocking it from side to side. "Smirk at me all you want..." he said in a breathy voice. "...but you are soaking wet..." Luke then plunged his tongue as deep inside her pussy as he could get it, tongue fucking her. Fingers moved up and teased her pucker, rolling the thick digits around her hole and teasing the very center with just enough pressure for her to feel it but not enough to actually enter her.

[User] Jessica's body jerked slightly as Luke began to lick her. She could not help but smirk and chuckle at his comment. It was true, she was really wet. He had done a great job at keeping her turned on and wanting more and more. She gasped as he plunged his tongue into her. She loved the feel of a hot wet tongue in her tight hole. She flinched slightly as she felt a finger near her ass. She had not let anyone play with her ass before or than the occasional spanking. She relaxed a bit, enjoying the teasing. She spread her legs a bit give him better access to her. She loved his tongue inside of her.

[Assistant] He paid attention to her reactions to things and started really tonguing her deep, curling his tongue inside her lapping with upward curls almost like a dog. Jessica was getting even more wet and she tasted amazing and it was getting to the point that he was having a hard time not just mounting her and taking her. Pulling away from her flushed pink lips he moaned, "Remember how I said I was kinky..." Luke's fingers then went to rub her clit in tight circles as he pressed his mouth to Jessica's ass. His tongue immediately started to rim her, spiralling inward until he was pressing his tongue into her tight little ass.

[User] Jessica was loving Luke's tongue at the moment. He knew how to really use it inside a girl to get her going. She now understood what all the girls were fighting over to get one night with him. He had a gift. She looked back at him as he spoke with a curious look as his fingers played with her clit and he spoke of being kinky. She was about to say something when his mouth moved to her ass. "Oh gods," she moaned as his tongue teased her and then venturing in. She had to admit, it felt wonderful. She fisted the sheets on the bed as she pressed her ass toward him, wanting more.

[Assistant] He licked and kissed her ass a few times and then moaned, "Oh yeah... you like that Jessica?" His tone implied he really did want an answer but he didn't wait for it. Instead he pressed his lips to her ass, spreading her cheeks wide and started to lick and suck at her little pucker before thrusting his tongue as deep into her as possible. Once she was good and lubed up with his spit, Luke started to work to open her ass up a bit so he could lick and suck even deeper... getting well inside her with his licking and even the sucking.

[User] Jessica's head was spinning from the new sensation. "Fuck, yes," she barely got out as Luke went back to her ass. She moaned as he shoved his tongue deep into her. She could use to someone do that to her more often. "That is feels so good, Luke," she gasped as his tongue went in deep, "Don't stop yet." She was practically begging at his point. She was soaking wet from his efforts now and so turned on.

[Assistant] Luke started to wonder if he was going to make Jessica cum entirely from anal stimulation. The very idea of it had him throbbing hard as well as the idea that he might talk her into returning the favor. So he continued his efforts working harder and harder to lick and suck deeper within her ass. All of his efforts from his hands to his lips to his tongue were focused entirely on her ass at the moment and he moaned right into her. The tip of Luke's cock was soaked with precum as he sucked on her insides, rolling his tongue around and listening to her whimper and moan.

[User] Jessica could barely keep herself up on all fours as Luke continued, moaning into her. She had never been stimulated like this before. It was new and felt like heaven. She never thought someone tonguing her ass would make her want to cum so hard. He was kinky and she was liking it. She could not hold back any longer, she cried out as she came from the efforts of his mouth.

[Assistant] Keeping up the attention to her ass until she was already all the way through her orgasm, Luke pulled away and was breathing heavy as his fingers moved to work in and out of both her pussy and ass. "Oh god..." he breathed, almost moaned. "Are you ready to be dirty for me?" he purred, licking all around his fingers. "How would you like to do that for me?" he asked in a hushed voice. This was easily hotter than anything he could have imagined happening.