Fangs & Chains {Vampire Slavery RP} discussion
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Aug 11, 2014 12:10PM
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Oraon opened the door to the car and stepped out. He stretched his arms over his head before yawning and then opening the passenger door for her. "So, here we are," he said and then gestured to the manor with his hand before he started towards the double doors.
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He shrugged his shoulders. "Eh, you'll like it inside," he said as he opened the doors to the manor. "Come on in then," he said and walked into the manor and glanced around. He fixed his shirt then turned back around to face her. "For now you'll stay in my room tonight while I get the maids to finish making your room up," he stated and then peaked into the ball room. "I didn't really want to go to the party either anyways," he said.
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Oraon chuckled. "When you put it that way it makes it sound so dull," he said with a smile. He grabbed her arm and then lead her up stairs to his room. Once he was in his room he went to his closet and pulled out a tux. "I didn't say I wouldn't go.. I just said that I would like to not have to go," he mumbled as he looked over the tux and then looked for a nice bow tie to go with. "Anyways, you'll have to stay up her if you don't come with," he said and then yawned. "So you should probably at least stay half awake for when I do come back up," he said as he moved into his bathroom.
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Coming out of the bathroom dressed in the tux and bow tie he shrugged at her, a gesture of uncertainty. "Or you know, you could actually come with me at least for the hour that I have to be down there for and then after come back here and you can have the whole night off of me doing anything of any sort. As long as your not against sharing a bed of course," he said as he straitened his black tux. He pulled out a long green silken dress and then set it on the bed. "Please?" he said as he stared at her, though his eyes of course didn't say please; no his eyes stared at her and bored into her head as a warning that she'd better do it.
((basic dress that he laid out http://www.metmuseum.org/toah/images/... ))
((basic dress that he laid out http://www.metmuseum.org/toah/images/... ))
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He chuckled as he watched her go into the bathroom and change. When she came out he almost chocked on the drink he was drinking. He smiled at her quote of I hate you and then shook his head disapprovingly. "Now that hair will just not do," he said and set down his drink. He come over to her, and rather gently, took the pony tail holder out of her hair. "Now hold still while I do this or you wont be sleeping at all," he warned before he started to run his hands through her hair. He fixed her shortish hair so that it was falling around her face in perfect smallish waves from her pony tail, the red of her locks standing strongly out against her dress like her personality. He stepped back and looked over her with a look of approval and then stopped. He seemed to freeze and his eyes got cloudy with what almost could be called tears. He stood still as he had a small flash back moment of his past life, only to come back to reality still staring at Sierra. He blinked and felt a tear roll down his face unexpectedly. He choked down a small sob and then cleared his throat. "Sorry about that, anyways, you look wonderful now. Should we go?" he asked her with a small sly cruel grin and then grabbed her arm and tugged her towards the door.
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Oraon was completely astonished when she pulled both of them to a halt. He looked down at her, a complete look of surprised on his face as she wiped the tear off his face. His cold eyes looked sad as he looked down at her and then away from her. "It's nothing a slave should be worried about," he said, trying to sound cold and cruel but his words sounded a little choked as he spoke and he had to clear his throat as he stared down at her. He kept looking at her, completely stuck in her gaze as he started to lean forward closer; about to kiss her gently tell he heard a knock on the room door and his head snapped around to gaze at the door as a very younge fine looking lady opened it. "Sir, every one is asking for you downstairs," she said. Oraon nodded and then spoke, "We'll be down in a moment." As the door closed again he took Sierra by the shoulders. "You will not speak of what happened here ever not even to me. Do you understand?" he said rather angrily before he let go of her and then walked towards the door and then opened it. "Hurry up," he said in a rather commanding tone that sounded rushed.
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He looked back at her when she reported proudly about her boots. "I couldn't very well try and turn you into a provost lady on the first go could I?" he joked as he lead her down the stairs into the ball room. People where every where, the ball room; large as it was, was Juan packed full of people. Oraon hooked his arm around Sierra's waist as the walked through the crowd, stopping every few moments for him to greet others and even kiss a few ladies hands. "I so do miss Europe," he said quietly as he stopped both of them near the open entrance to the courtyard. He walked out of the ball room, leading her into the courtyard as the classical music played. He finally collapsed on one of the courtyard's benches before he looked up at Sierra. "I forgot how many other vampires and dhampires I knew," he commented sarcastically and was about to motion for her to sit beside him tell he heard a song he knew well start to play. It sounded very sad but was a beutiful peice and he stood. He stepped up to Sierra and then bowed politely, "Shall we dance?" he asked Sierra as he took her hand rather gently and lead her to a rather abandoned gazebo within earshot of the music.
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He chuckled. "I'll teach you then," he smiled, "Nah, your combat boots are fine, stepping on me is gunna be hard to do anyways." He took her one hand in his and then placed her other arm on his shoulder. He place his hand on her waist, but unlike any other guy he did it politely rather high on her waist. "Now I'm taller so I'm going to lead, just mirror my feet and count in your head, one two three four. Slowly at first, you want it to match the beat of the song," he said and then took one step and gently tugged her in the same direction. "Always start on your left, never your right...Least tgats how I was tought," he said as he started stepping slowly so she could keep up as they did a small circle around the gazebo floor. "Remember mirroring feet," he said with a small chuckle as he glanced down at their feet.
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He let go of her when she pulled away and then he crossed his arms over his chest, a smirk on his face as he watched her. "It depends on what I want to treat you like," he said. He hadn't even really noticed what he had been doing tell she had said something about it and then he leaned back on one of the gazebo's pillars. "And it depends on how you treat me," he said with a small snarl. "Though I completely don't care how you treat me," he added and shrugged at her. "And hat if I don't want to make up my mind," he said rather bitterly.
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He chuckled and then stepped closer to her. "How do you want me to treat you then?" he said as he looked down at her and then moved closer to her, his hands moving to her shoulders. He gently touched her face then, a small half smile on as he tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. His other hand moved down to cup the arch of her back. He stayed quiet as he waited for her answer, cruel blue eyes looking into hers. His eyes, though cruel, seemed like they where always hiding something. A dark sadness seemed to float in them that no feelings or words could describe. "I can treat you however I wish to treat you. Do you understand that?" he asked her, anger starting to drip into his voice like venom.
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He smiled a bit more. "Can you prove that I can trust you?" he asked quietly. He shrugged a bit then though and then smiled a bit. "And I can do both if I want to," he said as he stepped back away from her. He turned away from her then and looked out towards the small lake in the back of the manor. He rubbed his arms with his hands. "Besides, anyone that I do get close to..well they get hurt," he said as he stared out at the lake.
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He turned back around and then chuckled as he turned back around to face her. He didn't glare at her instead just stared at her. "Well, unless you have a reason that's valid that I'll actually listen to about why I shouldn't flip flop how I want to treat you. I have different moods and you the one who went all soft on me in the room," he said with a grin as he put his arms behind his head as he looked at her with a smirk.
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He cringed when she said that, and then he got angry. With a burst of speed he ran at her, his movements a complete blur as he pushed her against the wall of the gazebo. "I thought I told you to not me ruin that again," he said bitterly as he pushed her against the wall. He glared at her, his hands like claws on her arms.
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"I did not bring up that I-" he cut himself off and then shook his head a he released her arms. He lifted his arm and then pointed at the manor. "Go back to the room, NOW," he said angrily as he glared at her. "Get going you useless human meat bag," he snarled unfriendly. "Your so irritating," he mumbled as he turned away from her then and walked away from the gazebo to the lake. He was sure she'd listen e cause of what had happened before but he was reminded of Sophie everytine he looked at her. He tried to ignore it but he couldn't help it. Maybe getting her wasn't such a good idea as he thought. Well, he could- no.... he couldn't kill her even if he wanted to, she looked to much like Sophie to him. He shook his head as he sat down by the lake water as then rubbed the rings on his fingers.
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He didn't look at her when she spoke or when she left. He sat there throwing rocks into the water. He felt like hours had gone by before he got up and started back inside. The party was slowing down and people had started to leave, only a few people where left. He started up the stairs and then stopped when he smelled something off, like there was another vampire in his room. Suddenly he had flash backs and he ran up the stairs, a look of fear on his face that something had happened.
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Oraon broke in and saw what was happening. He was a blur of movement as he pulled the other vampire off and threw him across the room. The next moment he stood between Sierra and the vampire, his Dhampire flexing as he let out a loud growl. "Get out," he snarled fercily. The younger vampire got back up. The other vampire looked like he thought about fighting Oraon but didn't as he left with a snarl. When the vampire left Oraon turned and then stuck his hand out to her to help her up. His face was pale and had only the look of fear and worry plastered over it as he helped her to her feet. "Are you okay?" he asked, his tone very panicked.
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He chuckled a little when she said that and he shrugged, rubbing his face. "Yea yea, I'm absulutly fine. Oh here," he said as he pulled grabbed a box of tissues to her and then lead her to the bed so she could sit down. "Guess you where right about the dress," he said as he looked over the tears disapprovingly. "I would scold you for tearing it up but, it wasn't your fault," he said. He was speaking fast now, trying to cover up how he had acted a d how worried and stuff he had been before hand. He took in a deep breath then and then laid down on the floor.
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He got up then and sat down on the bed beside her. "You really shouldn't tear your clothes," he said as he looked at the torn dress. That when he noticed it looked a bit like she was crying. He touched her face gently and then laid beside her on the bed. "Honestly, you remind me of my wife.... And when you where attacked, it was like I was watching it all over again. That's why I aaaah, well you saw," he said and then let his eyes close. "You look just like her, that's why I keep flip flopping between being gentle and how I usually am. I try not to see you as her and I thought I could but, looks like I can't," he said as he let his mind drift a little.
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He could help but chuckle when she sounded disappointed. "I would to have saved you, your my Drudge. Ain't no one going to touch you but me," he said. Even though it sounded cruel he meant it and he rolled over and put his arm around her. Without thinking he kissed her neck and then got up. "Do you want to change into something more comfortable?" he asked her as he started to take off his torn clothes. "Both of us need sleep," he mumbled as he finished pulling off his tux, leaving on only his boxers.
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He chuckled as he walked back to the bed after folding his tux and setting it outside the room so the maids would clean it. "At least lay the right way," he grumbled and then pulled the blankets back, lifting her up and setting her in the bed the right way before tucking her in. "There," he said before he snuck into the bed beside her and then turned his back to her. He yawned and reached over for the lamp and then turned the light off, the whole room going dark. "If you get cold tell me," he said as he yawned again, his eyes half closing shut. He rolled back over and put his arm around her again as he nuzzled his head into the pillow. The bed itself was large then even a Queen sized bed so there was plenty of room. Perhaps he liked sleeping that close to her for the warmth she gave off, or the just fact that there was someone else there beside him. Either way he wouldn't have said anything even if he knew the answer to his own questions.
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((Won't be here long. It's late and I'm in bed and my gmas cat is pawing at me to pet her and looking adorable and sad and I can't resist her...))
He opened his eyes half way to glare at her as she pushed him away. "Fine, have it your way," he said with a sigh before he turned over so his back was to her as he scooted more towards his edge. He yawned again before letting his eyes close slowly as he started to fall asleep, almost forgetting she was even there.
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He expected her to be asleep and when he felt her move a little his eyes opened. He sat up in bed and leaned his back against the headboard before he turned in the light. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair to pull it back away from his face. "Are you having problems?" he asked her as he glared at her back. "I ain't a fan of the couch but I can go sleep on it," he said tiredly as he looked down at her.
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He glared at her. "I'm trying to be nice but I'm finding it hard to be when you keep snapping at me when I do try to help," he growled, fangs half bared at her. He turned the lamp off then and then purposely grabbed hold of her and cuddled her to his chest, holding onto her rather tightly so she couldn't elbow him. He sighed and then laid his head on the pillow. "This is your punishment," he said rather kindly despite the way he was cuddling her was rather gently despite how much strength he was using to keep her their.
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He did the complete opposite and he just laid there still holding onto her. "Would you stop throwing a hissy fit, I'm not gunna hurt you yea big baby," he chuckled, rather amused as she squirmed and tried to get out of his hold. "Your not going anywhere kid so why don't you just relax," he said kindly even though he was still chuckling quietly because of her trying so hard to get away. "It could he worse you know, I could be eating you right now, all I'm doing is hugging you," he said simply, though his voice was full of amusement because of her freaking out.
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He couldn't help but let go of her as he rolled over and grabbed his sides as he started laughing loudly. He couldn't help but laugh at her ranting as he tried to breath afterwards. "Do I really sound like that?" he wheezed as he tried to catch his breath from laughing so much.
