Meeting the Boss-Lady (Attn:Carol)
Addison tugged at the short legs of his shorts. He couldn't quite believe he'd gone this route with the clothing, but it did look good on him, although it made him look...younger than he was. The chill air brushing by the bare skin of his legs made him shiver as he looked up at the building the club was supposedly in. A red head shook as he couldn't hear anything but the blowing wind and traffic coming somewhere far behind him.
'Well...here goes nothing' He located the closest sewer entry...a man hole located nearby...and was happy to find that at least it wasn't sealed...or even closed tight. It was tipped up slightly and, with a little effort, he pushed it aside, peering down into the sewer below. At least it looked to be somewhat lit down there.
One last look at the building to determine which direction to head and Addison slipped down and in, pausing only to slide the cover back, before descending to the pavement below. Ignoring the sound of what he thought might be rats behind him, the accountant quickly found a door that didn't appear to belong to the normal decor. Pushing it open, he found himself in a small lobby-looking space, occupied by a fella who appeared rather...unnaturally pale.
Addison's breath hitched in his throat as he paused briefly. Well...he had a reason to be here. He nodded to the still figure, deciding this must be the bouncer leading up to the club. Addison looked around the small space, but it didn't appear that Carol was here yet...or had left directions with the silent man...vampire...vampire man...whatever. So, with a little sigh and cautious look towards the muscly fella, Addison found a clean spot of wall and leaned against it.
(OOC: Addison's outfit is the same as his av: Photo here)
Carol had just spoken to Ellis on her cell and she was in the House of Pain now, but heading out in a few minutes. They would have to make the introductions quickly. She doubted seriously Ellis would have the chance to properly welcome him, but then she usually did that back in the Domicile. Carol wondered where her help was.
'I say...AHEM for fuck sakes!'
((ooc - if addison wants to help Carol down, he has permission to touch and move her...HINT HINT /snort!))
Oh! Addison smiled slightly, recognizing Carol now. He reached up as she started her way down to take her hand, but eventually just placed his hands securely on each side of her waist and lowered her to the ground in front of him when she got part of the way down the ladder.
"You look great, Carol."
Carol put her index finger on her chin and did a little curtsey. 'Why thank you, darlin'. She looked Monroe over with the little light in the sewer and nodded appreciatively. She pointed, moving her finger from head to toe, 'I dig it. Very nice.' She smiled prettily.
Carol wore a banded purple dress that was missing...well a lot of the dress. Three pieces of one inch purple leather was wrapped around her petite breasts and her cream colored flat tummy was exposed. The skirt, if you really wanted to call it that, was a whopping 6 inches of banded purple leather that left her matching purple thong strings showing at the waist. Carol's evening wear, as it were.
'Right! Shall we?' Carol proceeded down to the House of Pain entrance and walked towards the bouncer. As she approached, he moved and made room for Carol to pass. 'Darling,' she reached up and ran her left hand across his rather formidable chest. 'He's with me.'
The bouncer made no move to block young Monroe.
The room she walked into was a large rumble ridden lobby with a solitary steel elevator. She pressed the call button and turned on her purple heel to watch Monroe approach.
'I dig it. Very nice.'
"Thanks...wasn't sure if too little would be too much...." A little quirk of his mouth as he followed the skantily clad Dubine exec. She really did look imcredily hot. In fact, Addison didn't think he knew very many women who could pull that look off like she was.
He coughed to hide the reaction he got to the way she handled the bouncer. She had abosolutely no fear...or knew the guy well enough so that he obeyed her order. Either way, it got the guy to not glare at him anymore...that was a plus. And when the elevator dinged, Addison held his hand out, allowing Carol to enter first. He took a position near the pretty blonde, already liking her a little too much for a purely professional respect.
It was a short ride, surprising with the number of floors they went up, but soon enough the doors opened to a club that was quite unlike the ones he was used to back home. Sure there was music and what appeared to be private booths, but there were large guys walking around, looking to be on alert.
Addison looked around, trying not to appear too eager to meet the new boss, but silently guessing which of those lingering about was Ellis. "Which one is she?" He asked, leaning closer to Carol so she could hear him.
Carol narrowed her eyes and scanned the crowd. She couldn't see Ellis on the dance floor, so she might be indisposed somewhere. 'I'm not sure, she could be at the private booths in one of the private rooms.' Carol shrugged. 'She'll find us, I'm sure.'
She noticed the loud thumping music and started to dance a little while still scanning the crowd. The House of Pain held its sway on thousands in the city. Its popularity was more underground fetish but all walks of life came through its sewer entrance. Granted more of the vampire social life than human fare. There was couples in the hallways that branched off of the main floor, seemingly locked in romantic embraces, but Carol knew better.
House of Pain was a vampire free for all. That meant whoever walked into its shelter knew its secrets and any human brought to HoP was either a familiar or dinner. Carol wondered if Addison had realized yet what he had gotten into.
'Believe me,' she yelled over the music, 'you'll know it's her when you see her.'
She quickly made her way to Carol, blending within the crowd. The best salutation is the kind you never see coming.
'Ellis, I knew you find us.'
Ellis reached out and touched Carol's hair...again the shivers.
'I've brought you the new one you wanted.' Carol watched as Ellis' green eyes slowly tore off of her body, leaving behind that always familiar burning feeling, towards Addison. Carol held a hand out, presenting him.
'This is Addison Monroe.' She smiled as Ellis still played with her hair and she unconsciously moved closer to her mistress, pressing up against her leather outfit. There was something about the lights and the atmosphere of HoP that brought out the feral being in her. She figured it was true for most humans. 'He's been briefed, my lady,' Carol said almost breathlessly.
'Well ...Pleasure.' Ellis touched the tip of her right fang with her tongue and smiled at the young red head. Ahh, fresh meat.
'Ellis, I knew you find us.'
Ah! The boss-lady. Addison turned his blue gaze in the direction where Carol was standing to see a gorgeous brunette with a rather...hungry? expression. There was just something about her that he couldn't put his finger on that kept him looking at her. Carol was right. Even if she'd not been introduced, he'd probably guess correctly. He blinked once after a moment, realizing he was staring.
'Well ...Pleasure.'
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Ellis. Thank you for ...hiring me." 'Was that the proper thing to say to a vampire? Who knew?' The accountant smiled at his new ...boss, a small bout of jealousy hitting him suddenly at seeing the two women so comfortable with eachother.
'So...Carol has explained the situation to you?' He must have or the fang would've probably garnered a different reaction. These choppers were not the trendy fake kind. It took a lot to hide these babies. Her watery green eyes looked him down from head to toe. 'Were there any questions?'
And while he managed not to stare, he couldn't seem to stop the flush across his cheeks that resulted after he realized Ellis was looking him over. When asked, he shook his head slightly. He had a few, but they could wait. "Nothing pressing...except...do you require a...marker of any sort for me to wear?" Ok, so he was showing his naivete at the question, thinking that as a familiar of Ellis, she might require some jewelery or the sort...like a collar or a piercing. He looked to Carol. She didn't look like she was wearing any decoration like that, but she did have some clothes on and maybe it wasn't necessarily obvious at first. AND doms always made their subs wear something to show...ownership.
'Do you require a...marker of any sort for me to wear?'
It was a realistic question. With the movies like Blade coming out showing familiars being tattooed in odd places, there was always a laughable assumption.
Ellis' lips pursed in a smirk. 'No dearest, I dont require you to be branded, tattooed or marked.' She shrugged. 'It just...is.' Ellis took her hands off of Carol and took a step closer to Addison, but still did not touch him.
'If you wanted to be sure...' she smiled coyly but looked him in the eye. She tilted her head and searched his gaze. 'I could bite you right here. In front of everyone.' Her hand came up and waved towards the crowd around them. 'There'd be no doubt then.'
She leaned in closer, whispering in his ear. 'It's up to you...if you want it.'
'You'd be untouchable by all the vampires in the city but you'd have to want it.' Carol shook her head as she tore her gaze from her mistress to Addison. She could not be clearer about this one thing.
'If you don't want it...' She didnt bother to finish, she hoped the look on her face was enough.
'It's up to you...if you want it.'
And Carol was speaking again. He tore his gaze from his new boss to the blonde standing behind him. Ah...that's right. He had to want it. But the thought that he'd be safe from the others was what sealed the deal. The red head took a deep breath and focused back on the green eyes in front of him. He blushed as he realized his curiosity and desire overrode his previously thought "good" sense to get out of there and as far away from vampires as possible.
"Please..." A question or begging, that was up to the interpretation, but he tipped his head slightly, in invitation.
It'll take a bit of restraint not to drain him dry.
Her last feeding had been an enormous blood lust in the warehouse so this human was making her ravenous. Her mouth came open and she bared her fangs, and she felt her eyes roll back as she ready to damn near tear this one's throat out when suddenly she felt Carol's hand on her.
((ooc - permission to touch addison))
'Mother of...god', Carol thought to herself. She would never quite get over the thrill and fear of seeing a vampire ready to feed. You never fucked with a vampire that's hungry. Ellis had to know that Carol would only interrupt her if it was life or death important. She spoke quickly.
'There are new humans here, Ellis. A few I don't recognized as familiars.' Carol took a step back, towards one of the hallways connecting to the main floor of the House of Pain. 'It wouldn't't be...wise.' Carol turned and walked into the hallway, down towards the end of it, where there was no lighting, just shadowy forms. She felt the other vampires looking at her, regarding her with interest as they stood with their humans against the wall.
Carol paid them no mind, they wouldn't dare touch her. The bold ones backed away from Carol as Ellis slowly entered the hallway, Addison close behind her.
((ooc - permission to move addison))
She could smell the blood from the feeding and it only worsened her hunger. With a thought or even a slap and tickle, Ellis grabbed Addison by his neck and pushed him back into the darkness. She pressed up against him, letting him taking a moment for him to realize just what he had gotten himself into. She pressed her fingers into his skin, piercing him slightly with her nails. Ellis' tongue darted out again, running the tip over her right fang and silently, without notice or even a 'ready?' she turned his neck sharply, exposing the flesh on his neck and bit down.
The euphoria he was no doubt feeling was nothing compared to what Ellis was experiencing. She sucked hard on his neck, tasting the blood in her mouth, trying not to lose a drop. Her left hand came up and grabbed his arm, steadying him and her right hand reached up into his hair and grabbed the red locks as she drank deeply.
((ooc - permission to touch/move Addison))
She wondered if this is what her first feeding with Ellis looked like. Horribly primal and sexual all at once. Horribly sexy, Carol thought to herself. Only Ellis could pull that off.
((ooc - kk done spam posting =D feel free to have Addison respond to how the feeding is going for him. Thanks for the permission to move him.))
'Come,'
Feeling slightly dazed, Addison followed without thinking about the action. Her voice left him little want to do otherwise. Entering the darker alcove area, he looked around, eyes adjusting, at the 'couples' around them...suddenly realizing what was going on. His eyes widened at the same moment Ellis grabbed him. The wall was solid and cold at his back through the material of his 'shirt.' Addison had nary time to protest or speak, merely a gasp at the slight sting of nails before his neck was exposed and....
And...
Mouth on neck...
The sting as fangs broke through his skin.
And...
Ohmotherfuckingshitgoddamnitcocksuckerbastard.... came the mental tirade of every single cuss word he knew as he was suddenly overwhelmed in sensory overload.
Addison's knees threatened to buckle as he lost all noticeable sensation below his waist...well, that wasn't it exactly....he just didn't realize his legs were still there. He grabbed a hold of whatever Ellis was wearing, pressing himself fully against Ellis....and just....concentrated on remembering to breathe through the pleasure that was so intense that it was almost painful.
He was so going to thank Carol profusely after this.
And there was nothing these shorts were going to do to hide the instant...erm...reaction to current events. Breathing deeply, Addison tried to press closer, barely managing a whimper as he gripped Ellis' clothing tighter.
(OOC: Hope that was ok. I couldn't quite get down to screen what I had going on in my head)
She wasn't about to interrupt after the look Ellis gave her on the main floor.
Carol would wait and hope she wasn't going to have to drag Addison out in a body bag.