New Resident {Brooke} (x)

[lucius]

Lucius Erif had lived in many types of homes throughout his lifetime, most preferring the styles of his native Rome's villas, though also finding French chateaus to be pleasant and British mansions to be suitable. He did still own his old family villa in Italy, escaping there occasionally for rest and relaxation. Now, however, he resided in one of the city's tallest skyscrapers, its command and imperious form shadowing much of the city. It was the home of ZaneCorp Enterprises and its various arms, as well as holding floors for retail, apartments, rental rooms, and his personal penthouse with the connecting slave quarters. The interior architecture was a mixture of classic elegance and sleek modernism, with the technology all being of the greatest and most recent available, but the decorations and architecture being reminiscent of glorious times already past.

As Brooke took his hand and stabbed out of the limousine, the vampire elder smiled and returned her touch with his thumb gently stroking at her soft skin as they stepped away from the limo, which made its way to the parking garage of the tower to the area that housed all of Mr. Erif's personal road vehicles. He chuckled lightly at her comment, his gaze and his interest remaining fixated on his newest slave. "No, I am probably not going to be the only impressive thing you see. But I shall be the most impressive," said Lucius playfully with a laugh.

He turned and walked to the tower with her, two doormen pulling them open for the pair, and entered the elevator awaiting them. It was a glass elevator, and would allow a spectacular view of the lobby and some of its other floors on one side, and the city on the other as they ascended. Once they were settled within it, Lucius reached forward and typed in a code to direct it towards the top of the building where his penthouse floors were located. "Have a peek at your new home," he said, his hand shifting to rest gently on the small of her back.

[poss2]

The building was rather impressive from beyond its walls, standing beside Mr. Erif as the limousine pulled away. It stood tall, and proud, a bold structure that screamed of its power. Other buildings looks dull in comparison, none of them even coming close to the heights that this building reached. Brooke gave it a look over with a slowly uplifting of her chin, casting her gaze in Lucius' direction as her eyes descended the building. "Beautiful." she commented in a near whisper, eyes glittering brilliantly with excitement as he said he would be the most interesting, "And I do not doubt it in the least." she responded, a gentle squeeze of his hand as they approached the doors which were opened for them withut hesitation from the doormen. She paid them no mind, even though she felt the eyes of one wandering over her midsection as they passed. If they didn't have the mind to look her in the eyes, then she payed no attention to them. Simple as that.

The elevator offered a view that was spectacular. In her last home, which was several hundred miles from here on a coastline, the only wa to ascend to the top floor was to take the stairs. Yes, she had been in elevators before, and escalators had been used a few times, but that wasn't the point. Smiling, she leaned in to him as they stood in the elevator, her yes taking in as much as they could from each floor as they floated up in a seamless, fluid motion.

"Lucius.." She turned to face him before they reached his Penthouse floor, a look of astonishment upon her face and excitement radiating from her, "Your home is absolutly stunning from what I have seen already. It is simply.. beautiful."A warm smile upo her face as she searched his eyes for reaction or expression of any kind just as the elevator doors opened and they arrived on his floor.

[lucius]

Lucius was quite fond of the home he had created for himself and for his various business enterprises. No other thing that he had built or bought in his life had cost as much as the ZaneCorp Tower, with all of its art, architecture, extra securities, technology, and comfort. It had taken a few years to complete and erect as a permanent part of the city's skyline, and the most dominant part. It was a testament to that which it housed-- the city's mainstream media, the telecommunications company that provided much of the communications technology for the city, one of the most extravagant private collections of art in the world, and the home of a man who had been walking the earth since the time of Marcus Aurelius. The tower itself was the crown jewel in Luc's enterprises.

After taking in the view and turning to face him, Lucius cast her a warm smile at her approval of her new home. He reached up, stroking a few fingers softly against her cheek. "Thank you. I like to surround myself with beauty and comfort. You match the building nicely," he said as the doors opened. His gaze lingering on hers once more for a few moments longer, he turned and entered his penthouse with her.

The penthouse was four stories total, some of its windows offering floor-to-ceiling views of the city on all four sides. The furniture was high-end and comfortable, and all sheets and curtains made of crimson silk. Some of his favorite pieces of art--including several well-known pieces he had acquired--and relics from his life lined the walls simultaneously with a state-of-the-art computer system linked into various screens and consoles here and there, allowing Lucius access to his information empire and the controls of the tower whenever he so desired. When they stepped out of the elevator, the doors closed behind them, and Lucius raised his hand to his penthouse. "These are my quarters, where you no doubt will be spending a lot of time," said Lucius.

[poss2]

Such a change in atmospheres, change in surroundings, since just the day before. Just yesterday they had been on a flight from the Victorian mansion, where she then arrived in a grungy slave market (not exactly to her liking, but like usual, she kept that to herself as she was not one to complain) and on the block for a mere few moments. And now, here she stood in probably the highest reaching building her eyes had ever seen. She was impressed, and it took a lot to impress her as stated before, but she did not try to hide the impact this place had on her. His comment had made her smile, watching his eyes him from beneath her lashes as she tilted her head in to his touch gently. Her own hand raised, settling on his tie and smoothing down along it slowly,"You flatter me, Lucius." she said softly.

She followed him at his side as he stepped in to the penthouse, hand still in his, finger tips curled lightly around his own. The view alone is what caught her attention before anything else. The vast expanse of the city scene making her nearly catch her breath in mid inhale as she caught glimpse of it. She turned her head to face Erif yet again, but her attention was caught by the artifacts lining the room. "Amazing."simply put, but her astonishment was genuine.

The decor was appealing, simple, and bold. He had good taste, her eyes roaming over the furnishings before falling upon him again. "Lucius.. I have a feeling you will never cease to amaze me." she said, turning to face him, holding his gaze with her own. "The view is spectacular." She whispered, yet it was obvious she was not talking about the view that the windows offered.

[lucius]

"I compliment only that which deserves to be complimented," he replied coolly, smiling at her. While he was truly complimenting her and felt she truly deserved it, he was actually much more complimentary to most people. His silver tongue and smooth-talking ways were often put to use, for he was a diplomat between the warring races, and it was the duty of a diplomat to flatter and compliment as much as possible, except for when getting right down to the bare, nitty-gritty of business between two opposing factions, at which point force wielded just as much, if not more, power as grace in deciding things and swaying opinions.

He was pleased that she seemed to be so taken aback by the home and its surroundings. That was the type of reaction he preferred from people who saw the building through his eyes when the chance was given. It made him proud of what he had created, and stroked that sometimes-not-so-small vanity he had at times. Lucius had put a lot of effort into the building, and was glad to see it rewarded with splendor and amazement.

When Brooke turned to fixate her gaze on his own again and spoke, he smiled down at her. "Funny, I was about to say the same thing," murmured the ancient vampire in response, his hands coming to rest on either side of her above her hips as he leaned his head down and placed another kiss on her lips. He just felt such a draw towards her to do so. Holding the kiss for several moments, he pulled back again, his face still lingering very close before her, another smile crossing his handsome face. "I'm glad you like it. I'm going to enjoy having you around."

[poss2]

She had always lived in a home full of class. Her previous Master always bringing home fine art to set upon the walls, ever changing the one above the mantle to his favorite one at that moment. It made the place fresh, and new, on a weekly basis. You always saw the people who had lived there for years, as astonished as their first day as they walked around the building admiring new pieces of artwork. Brooke was always at his side when he purchased them, his 'arm candy', or a status symbol in his wife's words. His wife did not ind though, for she and Brooke were close as well. It was she tha gave Brooke the freedom to find a new home without the need for a payment. Both Brooke and her previous master were big on donating money to the hospitals in their area.

Shifting her weight with a gentle sway of her body at the hip she smiled, tilting her head to the side yet again as his hands rested comfortably on her sides. She met his kiss more eagerly than before, bu just as gentle. Sh was growing more comfortable around him him, and thus she was able to open up even more so then she already had. Both hands moved over to him, her left resting on his abdomen as her right glided up over his chest to curl over his shoulder, kneading in a casual massage during the kiss that brought the same excitement as it had before.

Their mouths parting, her tongue danced lightly over her top lip as it had after their first kiss in the limousine earlier. Piercing gaze held his, glancing at his lips as he spoke, only to meet his eyes yet again. She hesitated a moment, a slight nod as she closed the distance between their mouths yet again, initiating the kiss for the first time. The hand that had been resting on his abdomen slid up over his chest to the opposite shoulder of her other hand, both arms snaking over his shoulders and fingers clasping gently behind his neck. Pulling back, breaking the connection, her yes searched his to ensure that what she had done was acceptable. This was new for her, and was still trying to understand if he had any boundaries that shouldn't be crossed. " I must agree, I am certain I will enjoy my time here as well."

[lucius]

Through ZaneCorp, Lucius would contribute to various charities here and there, but these were rarely for any purely good intentions. The vampire needed to ensure that his company remained favorable and respected in the city, and philanthropy was one sure way to accomplish that. So, he could make donations to local schools, libraries, and hospitals, sponsor students, be a patron to artists and musicians, and donate things on loan to museums occasionally, all the while doing good for perhaps not-so-pure intentions, but doing good nonetheless.

His hands felt so comfortable on Brooke's side, and her lips so natural against his own. As her arms snaked around him and she initiated the kiss this time, a surge of happy approval coursed through his body, and he emphasized that by deepening the kiss she began. His thumbs began to gently rub against the fabric of her dress at her sides as she finally pulled away from the kiss. Lucius looked at her with approving--perhaps, even adoring--eyes, a smile on his handsome face. "I'm a lucky man," said Lucius, resting his forehead lightly against her own as he looked into her eyes. After a moment, a curious look sparked there, a question forming in his mind. "Did you ever take to bed with your last master?"

[poss2]

Every donation she had made, through money usually gained from her previous Master, was given anonymously. They never wanted the pride and glory, especially from large sums. He had a way of trying o hide his large fortune from the prying eyes of the media, so when he felt generous, he tried to keep it only in small amounts if there was reporters lurking, or suspicion of any kind. All of his money was gained through, as far as well Brooke could tell, honorable means. She never looked in to his business ties, as he wanted to 'protect her' incase she knew too much and someone tried to use her against him by means of abduction. Even his wife knew very little, only those known as his hired muscle were allowed in on business relations.

Her smile deepened, she was glad she had not overstepped her place. From what she had heard some of the Masters out there were rather strict. The slave was to remain in place, and to be done with as the Master pleased. The slave could not initiate or touch unless told to do so. The thought of that frightened her, and having been with her previous Master for so long, she never knew what to expect being under Erifs reign now. As far as she could tell, she had a sense of freedom, being allowed to call him by his name when in private was something even her previous Master did not approve of. It always had to be formal, but never 'master'.

Eyes searched hs, finding his approval and she relaxed the bit of tension that may have been present for a moment of time when she was unsure what his reaction would be. She was testing the borders, seeing what he liked, and what he disliked. Brooke was a woman who aimed to please, so if she ever found something that he did not approve of, she would steer clear of it from then on, and never press the issue. His question made her shake her head lightly, a spark of innocence in her expression as she replied, "Oh no, he was happily married, his wife just did not want to be a public figure so that is where I came in. I was on his arm every photo shoot, every meeting, and throughout every public affair for years, nothing more."

[lucius]

Lucius was known to grant his slaves and servants a rather wide range of freedoms in comparison to others, but he in return expected exceptional loyalty and work from them, and the penalties for disloyalty could be rather severe. But, outside of that, they were given a general amount of freedom to travel around the city as they choose, the newer or more untrustworthy ones having trackers placed on them just so that he could keep sure of their movements while they were out and monitor if they were in any danger. They were all given excellent medical care, fine food, good clothing, and the comfortable quarters of his tower. He was generous to those who deserved it. Those who broke his trust lost these freedoms and, depending on the situation even more than that, having to work hard to gain it back if they ever wanted it again.

So, when it came to Brooke, he knew that she would have an exceptional amount of freedom, given her demeanor and status. She would serve him well, he knew, and he would enjoy her company. As she mentioned the situation with her former master, he decided to have his people run a computer analysis of Brooke's face from the computers and match it to public appearances to identify her master and find out more about who he was. Yes, he knew he could have asked her about it, but he had no desire to bring the subject up much more here.

Seeing that spark of innocence, the elder vampire arched another inquisitive eyebrow, his curiosity leading to another question. "And have you ever gone to bed with a man before?" asked Lucius. Surely she had, right? A slave of her beauty. Then again, maybe not. He was intrigued.

[poss2]

The previous Master gave her full freedom, but since she was a teenager she had never left his side for more than short business meetings and through the night. She was not one who enjoyed solitude. It made her nervous, and she had a hard time entertaining herself. Shopping for clothing often included the Master as well, for she let him chose the outfits and would try them on to see how he liked them. Anything that he did not take to, was left behind on the rack. She aimed to please, and thrived to do so.

Lex Walsh was his name, a slender man, who looked older in the face than he truly was. A hard worker in the past, hard labor and too much sun had taken a toll on his skin, but his handsome facial structure still fit the part. He was an important man, although she still could not be too certain as to how exactly he had come upon the money.

Brooke paused, thinking o herself, and breaking eye contact as she looked down. Open palm smoothed down his tie from his collar bone to his abdomen before she looked back up to meet his gaze. "No, I have not." She was not embarrassed of the fact, but was not sure what his reaction would be. "My parents sold me in to slavery when I was 9, they made certain that the man I went to would be a respectful one. And he was." Her smile brightened, obviously pleased with the fact that she had, indeed, been lucky her parents had cared enough to consider such things.

[lucius]

Further surprise welled up within the ancient vampire as she replied to his question. He would not have gathered so much at first at all, as it was unusual in the dark world of slavery for such a thing to occur. She had been enslaved for a decade and a half now, ever since adolescence, and despite her sultry demeanor and affectionate touches, still maintained her virginity. It was so odd for Lucius to grasp, but only served to further emphasize her innocence and appeal.

His curiosity piqued and engrossed now in the subject, Lucius smiled warmly down at her as she played with his tie, his hands maintaining their position gently at her sides, his thumbs continuing to gently stroke at the soft material of her dress. On the one hand he felt a small twinge of sorrow for her; someone as beautiful and well-mannered as she being cast into slavery at such a young age and for so long a time. He had, at several unfortunate points in his life, been forced into imprisonment and servitude, and hated those moments with such a passion that he even surprised himself at times, when being incredibly introspective of it all, with his support of the current slave system in the city. However, Brooke seemed to be lucky with her life so far, and he hoped to continue that for her.

Yet, he was curious. He kept his blue gaze locked with her own, his head tilted somewhat to that side. "Have you ever wanted for a man to take you to bed before?" inquired the vampire.

[poss2]

Lex had never asked such things of her, even though he had several sons that would have been more than excited to have her on their arm. It was his respect for her parents, whom she believe must have known him while she was growing up in some way or another, but she could not be too certain. As she stood infront fo Mr. Erif, she got the feeling he was enjoying himself. Playing the innocent little girl was fun, but it just wasn't in her character to do so for a length of time.

Brooke tilted her head to the side, long silken tendrils cascading over her one shoulder, bangs dangling over her one eye as she watched him. He seemed deep in thought, and she couldn't help but hold his gaze with great interest. She may have maintained her innocence, but she was not naive. A grin curled her lipline, arching the slender curved brow in a suggestive action as her fingers coiled around his tie. Sliding it through her palm as she raised her hand slowly, she gripped it once her fingers were within inches from the knot. She pulled just a bit, leaning toward him, pressing the length of her body along the hard line of his own, one foot between his. Her reply was in a seductive whisper, taking on the edge of a Spanish accent that her mother used to have as the words slipped through her slightly parted lips with a gentle hiss, "Why of course, Lucius, I may be innocent but I am still a woman." Certain syllables were twisted and churned with the sudden hint of her accent that only ever seemed prominent when she tried to be quiet. "However, as always, I was faithful to my Master."

[lucius]

There it was; the answer he knew had to be hidden beneath, the logical explanation for it all. And, for all intents and purposes, Brooke's response only served to increase Erif's fascination with and admiration of her, again counting himself to be extremely lucky for coming across her when he did. Lucius felt that peculiar desire within him grow as she grabbed at his tie and pressed her body up against his own, fitting in neatly between his legs. A laugh emanated from the ancient vampire as he peered down at her, his face still just an inch or two from her own.

"Well, your faithfulness will be rewarded, I promise you that," murmured Lucius, smiling as he leaned down and pressed his lips once more against her own. As he kissed her, his hands snaked away from her side to wrap around Brooke completely, holding her even moreso against him as he deepened the kiss. His empathetic powers once more reached out to feel her feelings, and he was certainly pleased. Each surprise she offered him only served to fuel how much he was pleased with her. It also fueled his desire to protect her and keep her safe from other things; she seemed so pure and in need of protection, almost.

[poss2]

She was a woman with desires that had never before been met. It was something her mother had warned her of, and discussed with her many times before she left the house hold. Being intimate was not a game, not something to hand around or offer just anyone. It was a gift, and it was special. She had never had her innocence threatened before, so she never had to think about her mothers words often. Sure, she had witnessed the act of other people, including Lex Walsh himself with his wife. Bad timing on her behalf, but it only helped to remind her that behind their intimacy was love. It was so much more special even from her onlooking point of view than had been the first couple she had witnessed, but she never thought too much in to it.

Her hand never left his tie, keeping it taught yet not exactly doing anything more then that as she leaned against him, her other hand open almed against his chest and now trapped between his body and her own as he wrapped his arms entirely around her, pulling her closer. She held his gaze, the intensity radiating throughout the room as he leaned forward and touched his lips to her own once again. Brooke leaned in to him, her body molding in perfection against his as she met his desire with her own, however the caress of her lips remaining gentle, almost careful. Kissing a vampire for the first time, she was not sure what to expect, and decided it best to play it safe but not crushing her lips against him.

[lucius]

Vampires were, by their very nature, sexual and seductive creatures. It was a characteristic that defined the whole race, with very few exceptions, and Lucius was no exception to this. Intimacy was a part of life for him; a usual and expected occurrence of things. Of course, occasionally there was one who made it even more special, and meaningful-- someone that the vampire elder, despite occasional accusations of heartlessness, did indeed love. But otherwise within vampires there was this desire and this expectation for such intimacy between creatures. As Lucius embraced and kissed Brooke, though, he felt in the back of his mind something different here, and he knew to be gentle and patient with her. He felt that she deserved it.

Her body seemed to be perfectly matched against his own as they stood there and kissed each other, pressing up against each other. He could feel the desire, as strong as his own, emanating from her being, only serving to further increase his own appetite to be close to her. After a few moments longer of their intimate embrace, he pulled his lips back from her own, his steady gaze remaining locked on her eyes. In one fluid motion, he gently reached an arm down behind her legs and pushed, carefully and calmly picking her up and cradling her with great ease, one of his arms tucked beneath her knees and the other around her back. As he held her, Lucius leaned forward and kissed her once more, his feet begin to move and take them through the penthouse towards his silk-laden bedroom.