New Life to be Sold (Brooke)

[poss2]

Perhaps that was why she enjoyed the life as a companion slave. There was no romance in the entirety of her previous master, but there was a sense of belonging. He took care of the necessities such as clothing, even going so far as giving her full reign as o what she wore. It had been that way for the past few years, and he enjoyed her choice. Her sense of style. She wouldn't buy clothing based on how she felt in them, or how she looked, more so how they compared to that of her Master. She liked to match, she enjoyed making them look good even in the worst situations. She always put the needs of her Master first, even when given the choice (Which she often was. She had so much freedom that her previous Master never even considered her a slave when introducing her to people. She was referred to as 'Ms. Wyld' and not treated like a servant, especially in public. Hence her issue with the title 'slave'. Simply habit, that was all.) If there was one thing that Brooke was not- it was greedy.


Lucius Maximilian Cornelianus Erif, when picking up on her feelings as their lips pressed together, would surely find many of them rather pleasing. She found him attractive, and his intelligence and confident behavior only added to that every minute she sat with him. And now, as his hand trailed along behind to the back of her neck, a sense of bliss enveloped her. He was charming, and whether or not in the back of her mind she wanted to question whether he did this with all of his slaves, she remained in that state of bliss. Enchanting, to say the least. The last time her lips had been graced by another was a humorous moment with an associate of her previous Master. They always greeted by kissing the air on either side of one anothers faces, and that one time they happened to both go the same way and they planted a kiss right on one anothers lips. They had laughed for what felt like hours afterward. But lets not confuse such a kiss with the very one she shared with Lucius this moment.

A warmth spread through her body in sheer enjoyment, lids slowly lifting over a sultry gaze as she opened her eyes to meet his own from an inch away after their lips parted. The tip of her tongue traced over her top lip, dampening them every so slightly. The open palm she had placed on his chest now slid down against the material by the fingertips before lifting to rest on the forearm of the hand that cradled her head from the back of her neck. Brooke tilted her head, rubbing her cheek ever so slowly, ever so gently, along his arm just inches from where her fingers wrapped comfortably in more of a linger than a hold. If he kept this up she was going to be more than just jealous of other womens freedom when the time came that she saw or heard of him being with them. "And this is only the beginning." Her voice whispered fluidly, as if it were a mere breath rather than words at all, her other hand still rested upon his knee, fingertips kneading at the material on his leg casually.

[lucius]

Brooke Wyld was certainly a special slave, and would hold special status in regards to those others who served him, Lucius had already decided after just a brief, short time with her so far. The feelings he sensed emanating from her being, his empathetic powers not having to stretch very far into her at all, pleased him to a great extent, and seemed to conceal all he would look for in an ideal servant-- and an ideal companion. Loyalty, interest, confidence, attraction, willingness, respect, obedience. Everything seemed to swell so perfectly within her, leaving him wondering--briefly, only--if all of this had been some sort of trick played on him or trapped laid for him by enemies. Such concerns instantly vanished from his mind, though, with the gentle rubbing of her cheek on his arm, and the gentle caressing and kneading of his knee by her hand.

The words that followed their all-too-brief kiss were enticing, to say the least. Lucius could only imagine how much more enjoyable existence would be with her around, if he was feeling so pleased so soon. "And that I am glad for," said Lucius, leaning forward and placing another gentle kiss upon her lips, letting it linger for a few moments before pulling back again, his blue gaze remaining locked on her eyes as the limousine came to a stop in the parking area of his skyscraper.

One of his own valets rushed forward, opening the door for them. Lucius lingered a while longer with his gaze locked on hers, his hand remaining comfortably cupping the back of her neck for a few more brief moments before he withdrew, turning and stepping out of the luxury vehicle. The vampire elder turned and extended his hand to her to help her out of the limo. "Welcome to my home... and your new home," he said, smiling. "ZaneCorp Tower."

[poss2]

Brooke was excited, and slightly nervous, to see her new home. The last was a large Victorian building, with an oak staircase that stood bold and brilliant right through the enter of the house, large enough for three vehicles to pass by at ease. It was not just the building itself that she was interested in, it was the company he kept. She had not even glanced to see if he bore a ring of marriage or not, and for all she knew she was about to be meeting his lovely wife. Another blush rose to her face, only to be settled as he spoke his kind reply. She smiled warmly, another slow motion of her face along his forearm rather than a direct nod. Mr. Erif was already much more than she could have hoped for and he was only adding to it as he leaned forward, pressing his lips to her own yet again. She continued to smile through the connection, the smooth brush of his lips bringing a gentle shiver down her spine and raising the hair on the back of her neck. A sensation she had not felt for years.

Their lips may have parted, but they continued to hold eye contact- the brilliant gleam of blue eyes reflecting one another at an inch distance. A gaze so intense that surely even the valet that opened the door for them had sensed a rush of heat if not other feelings as well- marked by the slight twist of an embarrassed smile as he looked away from the interior. Erif slid out first, followed by Brooke who took the hand he offered rather fluidly, as if she had expected it to be there and never even looked to be sure of it at first. Her hand slid in to his slowly, another long lingering caress, as if she were examining the texture of his fingerprints with her own. To the eyes of the onlookers, it was a simple action of a man assisting a woman from the back of the limousine, if only they had paid more attention to detail.

Stepping from the limo, her other hand swept down the length of her dazzling white strapless dress from her stomach to her thigh before oiling around behind to rail the slight train from the car before the door could be closed and catch on the material. A quick glance to her surroundings before once again, as she had from the beginning, her eyes were all for Lucius. "I must admit I am a little excited, Mr. Erif. I have a feeling that you are not the nly thing impressive I will see tonight." She spoke quietly, mouth hovering an inch from his ear as she stepped in closer to him, ready to begin the exploration of her new home.

[Do you want to continue in a new thread, say.. in the tower? It is up to you. ^.^]