Dark Nights

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When he set the violin down and joined her sitting she smiled. She was actually enjoying being in his presence. He had been in Germany which made her smile, since it was her home country and she wouldnt mind taking him back there someday if he was to be with her for the rest of her life. She held her wine sipping it as he asked her what she usualy did at night.

"What i do to fill my nights? Well sometimes i'll read up on what i'm working with at work. Occasionally i'll watch a movie sometimes. I used to spend most of my nights with the boyfriend, but not anymore obviously. I may shower again and then i'm not really sure. What did you like to do with the other women at night?"

She was honestly wondering what he actually did with them, whether it was just relaxing like they were or doing more 'bloody' activites. Gesine then noted he hadnt biten her yet, even though she offered. She didnt say anything about it, but figured he'd remember soon enough. Running her fingers through her hair she sighed seeing that she lived a slightly boring night. The most interesting things she would do would be going out dancing, or drinking, or to fuck her boyfrend.

She finnished her wine and felt a very tiny buzz and she set her glass down.
"I guess we can do whatever, but i do need to get to bed at a reasonable hour so i can get up for work and not be more cranky than i usually am in the morning."
She laughed knowing she could be that cranky and he had seen her more than cranky side all ready. But as for what they could do she left it up to him. She honestly wasnt sure what to do that night and felt totally lame, leaning back on the couch and sighing, letting him make the decision.

 

[One Eyed Jack]

He was rather hesitant on answering her question, but there was no use in breaking the trust they had built by evading it. She had already disliked omissions of the truth.

“It depended on the girl, and why I had chosen them. Like humans I've gone through various...phases. Turns out you can have more then one midlife crisis, so to speak – and those were bloodier times.” He said it as 'mater of fact' as possible, not wanting to glorify it or hide it. “Some I kept for their talents as singers, or musicians, and had them entertain me. Others were little more then sex once the sun fell. Sex, and blood, are my long established nightly habits. Of course, after the blood bond they couldn't actually refuse, my desires able to command theirs.”

He shrugged and got up, walking toward her. “There will be a lot of that with us, you're too beautiful not to touch, and too delicious not to taste. Some nights I may be tender, to remind us both of the soft embrace of a lover. Other times I may take you roughly, or set you as the center of an orgy played out for my entertainment. Fucking and Feeding...the only joys that never fail.”

Her caressed her cheek softly, as if to lighten the blow. “Perhaps I should spare you these details until after you are bonded? Or do you still prefer complete honesty? As promised, I'll not have you against your will – so perhaps I should leave you alone while you can resist?” He was both eager and hesitant to bond her, as she was such a wonderful, complex creature as she was. Her personality would not change afterward, but he could 'bend' her mind to his desires, and it would never be hard to get her to want whatever he had in store for her.

He leaned over, and kissed her, “Tonight, after all we shared, I would have had you as a gentle lover.”

He stood up, and backed away. He let her go, to exercise her unhindered will. “I'll not keep you from your shower.”

 

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He was very blunt in what he was saying. But she deffinately appreciated it. She respected his brutal honesty and that he didnt try to candy coat it. It wasnt pleasant but atleast he was telling her the truth and not letting her find out in the moment. She'd rather be prepared so to speak and this helped.

When he caresed her cheek she smiled softly and liked that he could have a gentle touch after saying such harsh ideas.
"I prefer complete honesty, i dont like things being hidden from the other in situations like ours, what it is you want to call it."
She didnt know what to call it. Her roommate with benefits? Which made no sense what so ever, but she didnt think to hard on it. She liked this side of him though, not the life threatening murdering one.

After his kiss she let the taste of his lips linger and took to heart the 'gentle lover' comment and then nodded when he said she could take her shower. What she didnt like was that he kept saying 'when' or 'until' she was bonded to him. It was her choice, what if she didnt want to be? He said he would wouldnt force it but she was wondering how long he'd wait for her to do it.

She then walked into her room and shut the door getting undressed and ready for the shower. Walking into her connecting bathroom turning on a hot steamy shower she got in and enjoyed the relaxtion of it. She played with herself softly thinking about what he said as 'a gentle lover' and fingering herself gently until she had a nice orgasm. Finnishing washing her hair and herself she got out, dryed off and pulled on a thong, pair of boxers, and a large t-shirt. Putting her hair up into a bun she re-joined Garm in the living room, feeling more comfortable and relaxed.

 

[One Eyed Jack]

She left, as expected, and had seemed to to appreciate his candor. He sat there, thinking on his plans for this city, this woman, and the next hundred or so years. That's about as long as he ever stayed in one spot, if that long. Too much to see, and too many chances to be seen.

She did surprise him by coming back out, dressed rather casually, and having a seat on her couch. The scent of her orgasm greeted him. She might think she'd washed away all evidence, but her body still had ways of betraying her.

“You smell wonderful, perhaps now I should take up that offer of a bite. Tell me, if you will, who did you think of, when bringing yourself pleasure? An old flame, some movie star, or maybe I had some effect on you?”

He grinned, wondering what was going through her head. Did she plan this, trying again to make him jealous? He hated to admit, even to himself, that if it was her goal, it had slightly worked.

 

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Her head shot up and her eyes widened when he knew that she had pleasured herself in the shower. How the hell did he know?! She thought to herself but didnt feel like asking him since she didnt even really want to know. She also didnt tell want to tell him that it was him she was thinking of. It was thoughts of him that brought her to the orgasm she had. But when he brought up the bite she had offered she took a deep breath and then walked over to him sitting next to him, pushing up her shirt sleeve.

She got a bit nervous at the notion of herself offering her blood to him. But before he could sink his teeth into her flesh she leaned over and kissed his lips, letting hers press against his for a moment and then pull back whispering into his ear.
"I thought of you..."
And she then kissed his cheek sitting back up, blushing, and waited for him to make his move.

Was this one of those things where the captured identify and find a false sense of likeness towards their captor? Was she flirting with him? SHe thought all these things and then shoved them out of her mind quickly before she either confused herself or scared herself. She looked him in the eye softly, innocently, and she felt so vulnerable in the state she was in and it bothered her slightly.

 

[One Eyed Jack]

He enjoyed her kiss, then confession, and never took his eyes off hers for a moment. He could see the difference in her, the fear, but not fear of him. She feared herself around him.

Keeping his eyes looked on hers the entire time, he raised her slender arm to his lips, kissing the spot tenderly. His fangs grew out slowly, and then he gently sank them into the soft skin, and the muscle beneath. Ah! Sweet vulnerability, mixed with the high of her orgasm – it was all he could do to tear himself away. His tongue lapped at the wound before his mouth even parted her arm, sealing it instantly, and also catching every last drop.

“Delicious. Simply wonderful. Tell me though, why so vulnerable now? Curiosity if I can be a gentle lover? Desire for a monster?”

He finally broke eye contact, by leaning in closer to whisper in her ear, “Afraid to learn that you'd like it? What woman wouldn't? A tender, never tiring lover that could gently pull bliss from your body for hours on end – yours for the asking. But you must ask, tonight is my apology. Possibly the only one I offer. There will be other nights of tenderness, but not for the same reason. Ask, if that's what you want.”

 

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She bit her lip and pinched her eyes shut as he bit into her, and opened them once he had finnished. And she didnt respond to him with his questions. She wasnt going to let him know that yes, she was curious. She wanted to know if he could be a passionate and gentle person in bed. But she said nothing and just looked away from him.

When he had said what he did into her ear she pulled her head away and just stood up not even sure of what she wanted anymore. She really wanted him to leave and not bother her anymore but she knew that was just a crazy dream. She also wanted to sleep with him and feel his skin against hers but she tryed to shake that from her mind.
"In my life i dont need that much sex and i dont need it now. I'm perfectly fine and, and i...i should get to bed soon anyways so i can wake up early to get to work."

Every word that spouted from her lips was so close to a lie. Granted she really liked sex, but she could do without it. And yes she did need to get to bed soon to wake up for work but if she wanted to stay up more she easily could and get up for work just fine. She wanted him so bad but didnt make the move. She needed to stay strong in what she said and not give in to intimacy. She didnt budge from where she was standing to go through with her going to bed. Her body said yes, i want sex, but her mind said no.

 

[One Eyed Jack]

He chuckled at her words, when every sense he had told him her body thought differently. He might no convince her mind to ask, but he;d prove her words hide the whole truth.
He also didn't want to bring up the fact that like it or not, her work life was about to change. She had reacted so poorly to that before – it would certainly spoil the mood now.
He stood, towering above her, letting his fingers glide down her arms. Again whispering softly in her ear, like they were in a crowded room of disapproving people. “Are you aware that your body doesn't agree with your assessment of the situation?” He inhaled deeply, letting her pheromones fill his lungs.

His fingers traced their way across her hips, skirting the edge of the boxers she wore, and walked gently up her tummy and stopped, so that his large hands grabbed her sides just below those perfect breasts – her rib cage nearly fitting in his palms. “I could let you go now, and you'll dream of it. You'll wonder. You'll never focus at work.” After a moment he released her body, but let his hands remain close enough to feel the heat radiating off her – standing close enough to continue to whisper his thoughts of her to her ear, and let his breath caress her neck menacingly. “You think yourself strong and independent, and this is why you claim to not need much sex. Truth is you've never found a man to give into completely. To worship your body and let the experience burn its way into you. You've never had a man claim you in such a way that you'd love nothing more then to throw yourself at him every time you see him. Not love, but submitting to your own lust.”
Garm never claimed to be that man, nor did he remind her that he'd be her only lover now that he'd claimed her for his.
“All you're afraid to know about yourself is but a question away.” He punctuated his argument by a kiss against her neck, followed by light nibbles down to her shoulder – and then stepped away.
From a few paces away, he looked her up and down, her body nearly trembling with excitement. “My my, but you are gorgeous when aroused.”

 

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She hated him and wanted to make love to him at the same time. He stood close to her whispering into her ear what she wanted. Her body betrayed her and her nipples hardened and she immediately crossed her arms across her chest and let him feel her as he spoke. She couldnt take it, she wanted to stay strong but she wanted a lover, maybe not the kind she described because she wasnt that horny all the time.

When his lips graced her skin and nipped at it, she couldnt help it as she got a chill. When he took a step back and looked her over she smiled and let her desires and lust take over. She walked up to him and and kissed his neck and then whispered into his ear.
"make love to me..."
And she took a step back and turned around lifting her shirt off as she walked and then slipped her boxers off all while heading towards her room, only letting him see her backside.

She looked over to see if he was following and then walked into her room, removing her thong and laying on the bed already stroking her pussy waiting for him. Her hair was down, her nipples were perky, and her pussy was glistening. She wanted him, she wanted the passion and not just the wild crazy sex. That was always fun but being sensual and intimate was so nice, and it was something she missed.

 

[One Eyed Jack]

He wanted to laugh at her term, and noted that she hadn't asked, but tried to command. She was naked before she reached her bed, and started without him. Maybe she thought this would be a quick event?

Instead he just grinned and slowly, but purposefully walked into her bedroom – a place he had not entered since their first night. He'd given her a space to think her own.

Words were not needed, or desired – only the act she finally admitted what she wanted and him providing it. As he approached he grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand away from between her legs, licking her honey from each finger in turn. He drug her to the edge of the bed by her hips and knelt down, grinning. He kept it slow, every movement fluid, and controlled – first kissing her knee, then running his lips along her calf and foot. He kissed, and nibbled his way back down her tone leg, spending time on her thigh before moving to it's pair, and treating the matching leg to similar tiny pleasures.

Garm would get close, teasing her wet lips with his breath, as he feasted on her silky thighs, but not yet between them. Working his way closer, slowly until the tiny nibbles were nearly upon her swollen mound. Only then did he let his tongue snake out to penetrate her – and with that one tease, backed off.

He stood, hovering over her body and grasped a hard nipple between his teeth, letting long flat strokes of his pink muscle press it back. His hands glided all over her skin, touching everywhere – once they had excited a inch of skin excited, they moved on, to revisit as needed, keeping her whole body pleased.

Only when she was behaving like a squirming puppet on his strings did he again travel lower, this time claiming her entire pussy with his mouth. Licking, sucking and probing her flower without hurry, but a firmness that conveyed his dedication.

She would cum many times, but the first would be here, without having even held her lover yet – not felt his embrace or his body against hers.

 

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He was smooth, sauve and amazingly teasing and she loved all of it. Pulling her pussy close to him only to tease her and drive her lust more. His mouth on her brest and hands all over her body left her with a warm tingle that travled on her skin and made her squirm in anticipation of what was to come. She wanted the pleasure she knew he could give her, and she wanted it so unbelieveably bad.

He finally went back down between her legs and sent surges of pleasure through her body. She moaned the instant his tongue and lips began to work her pussy. Her leg twitched slightly as she began wanting more and more. Her hands gripped onto her breasts massaging her nipples as she moaned, feeling herself building to her climax.

Her back was arching and her nails were gripping into her own skin, not even realizing how hard she was gripping, as she held her breasts.
"oooh yesss oh Garm!"
She arched her back hard and came moaning loudly and her body went stiff for a moment and then relaxed. She looked down at him and she let go of her breasts seeing her nail impressions on her skin. She breathed heavily looking at him still wanting more of him. She wanted him to cum, to feel just as satisfied as she was.

 

[One Eyed Jack]

Garm drank her release in, savoring the flavor the way her body moved. The tone of her moaning voice, the scent that his nose was practically pressed into – all drove him wild with lust. But it was a lust that could be tamed, and channeled to please his lover even more.

Even after she came so hard, he continued to tease her cunt lovingly, and mockingly. The involuntary twix of her right leg every time his tongue touched her oversensitive clit amused him, and so he played with this string on his puppet occasionally, for a few minutes until her relaxed state was tensing up again, under the threat of a forced orgasm – one he doubted her body was ready for, and so hovered at the edge of a bliss it could not reach.

Only then did he give her a break, a chance to catch her breath, and let the moment slowly return to her. He stood, and grinned, his lower face glistening in the dim light that came in through the unclosed door, evidence of his feast. In an instant he was gone, a cloud of near black fog sinking where his tall form had just been. The mist drifted up her legs, and over her body, caressing her in a way no human could manage. The cloud condensed back into that of Garm behind where he head lay, only he was completely naked.

He gently helped her to rise, until she was kneeling in the center of her bed with the massive man behind her. His hands stroked her body, coaxing her back, while he positioned himself so that she could slide onto his threatening cock at her own pace. As her body obeyed, leaning back toward him, he reached around to firmly massage one of her now bruised tits, while his other hand teased just above her sex, pressing into the area – feeling his manhood fill her as she lowered herself at her leisure.

 

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After the amazing orgasm his tongue kept tormenting her cunt. She twitched and her body was once rising again to climax but she couldn’t handle it and he finally seemed to realize that and took his lips off of her pussy. When he rose and she saw her juices on his lips she smiled, seeing that he had enjoyed making her squirm and liked her taste. But all of a sudden he was gone and saw a black mist that traveled up her body and gave her an odd feeling but then saw Garm right behind her.

She grinned as he pulled her up to her knees, and let her control how fast he'd enter her. She slowly let herself get adjusted to his size again as she got him deeply inside of herself moaning. She tried to catch her breath but then leaned back a bit into his chest, as she grabbed his chin and kissed him bringing her arms up and wrapped them around his neck just like she had the night before, keeping herself close to him.

Gesine wanted him so bad she could barely contain it. Her hips moved back and forth moving him in and out of her wetness. Her moans were soft at first, starting out gently as his large cock filled her completely, and hitting her g-spot.

 

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She leaned back to warp her arm in an intimate embrace, that came as close as he had allowed in many long years to melting his heart. As she pressed herself against them the more of his cock she took in – eliciting moans and a few whimpers as she enjoyed adjusting to him being so fully embedded within her.

When her hips began to move, he made no immediate action – giving her time to loosen up and find the angles the pleased her best. Once she was moving more rhythmically, he joined her, with slow, strong thrusts, and measured withdrawals – dragging his shaft across her lava hot walls ad they gripped him in their silky embrace.

For a tiny forever in heaven they remained like this, as she let her body move to its own desire, and not the reservations of her mind. When she started to hurry their motions, he let her body command – meeting her in perfect union.

When he felt her body begin to stiffen again, contracting how easily she had been stretched out against him, and the arm that wrapped around his neck changed from a soft touch to someone holding on for support – he knew she was close, but refused to give her any more speed or force. He wanted to draw it out, prolong it for every possible second until she burst from the fire that built up inside her.

He held her body firm, not allowing her to race even her own actions until she was moaning and making such cute noises he could hardly describe, in her lustful frustration. Only then, after her voice had changed several octaves higher again, did he let her go to speed to the finish line. Garm matched her hips with his, and brought the release she had fought for – finally letting his own orgasm free, which he'd held back on will alone for the past several minutes.

 

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She was quickly rising to her second orgasm as her body stiffened slightly as both of them moved quicker. His large cock gliding easily out and then thrusting in. Her moans became louder and their moved became more on time. She wanted to go faster, harder but he made her be patient and go slowly up to the orgasm she wanted so badly. He then let her body get what she wanted and she moved her hips faster as she came onto his hard cock while he came inside of her both of them moaning and groaning in pleasure. Her arms letting go of his next as her back arched hard.


She breathed hard and she slid off of him and then turned around facing him, with a tiny sweet smile. She leaned in and kissed him, sliding her tongue into his mouth, letting it move around his for a moment before pulling back and laying down on the bed next to him with her hair all over.

Taking a deep breath she realized that, this was the best it was going to get. After that night, he would return to being the cold demon that he was. She closed her eyes and then opened them hoping it was all over and he was just a wet dream she had had and he was gone. But he was still there with her, but for the moment it was okay. Things were going to be alright she thought. SHe hoped they would be atleast. But she wanted to enjoy the moment while it lasted and just looked over at him.

 

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Garm let her rest, after her second explosion, and deep, passionate kiss. She seemed content to just look at him, and live in the after glow – but he wasn't done with her.

“Catch your breath sweet one. I promised much more, and I'd not have you claim I lie or boast what I cannot deliver.”

He rolled on top of her, and let his still firm, but not completely solid cock hang pointing at her pussy. “Hours of endless pleasure,” he reminded her with soft words in her ear. Her breaths came slower, though still deep, and as he lowered the head of his cock to press at her entrance, she moaned – likely from oversensitivity. But that only lasts a short time, if you can push the woman past it, and he intended too. Slowly he stuffed her again, and for a moment just let their bodies be intimately joined without further action. But her tight walls gripped him, forcing him to become further aroused again, and so he became more swollen, filling poor Gesine.

When he thought she could take it, he began to pivot his hips to drag and press his shaft through her pussy, remaining as gentle as his size allowed, but still insistent on seeing his promise through.


And so their night went, for at least three hours of sex, giving her time to rest only when absolutely needed. When she rested he teased. When she got close to another orgasm, he slowed, drawing every sensation out until her every fiber begged to be allowed just one more orgasm. Over and over he played his game until she finally lay exhausted and unable to move. When he left the bed, she looked half dead, only her chest raising and falling betraying the life within. Arms and legs remaining in odd positions, holding the pose of her final release of the night – cum dripping from her swollen red cunt.

He grabbed a towel from her bather room and cleaned bu the sweat and sexual fluids as best he could, and then placed her neatly under her covers – then shut off her alarm clock. Love or hate him in the morning, she'd need her sleep.

He was tempted to crawl in bed with her, but that was not something she had invited him to do – and her blinds were inadequate to hold out the dawn, so he retired to the guest bedroom.

 

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When he reminded her that that'd be having sex for hours her eyes widened and she got nervous. She needed to be able to get up for work but before she could contest he was inside her again and she couldnt say no. For the next 3 hours it had felt like eternity and she could barely take it. Her muscles hurt more than the pleasure he brought her. When they had finnished she fell asleep and slept until the afternoon.

When she did wake up she rolled over and looked at the clock seeing that it was 12:47 in the afternoon and she groaned, getting super pissed. She was SUPER late for work, her body hurt and she was going to verbally kick the ass of the thing that did it too her. She quickly got dressed, threw some make-up on and ran out the door with her bag going to work and getting the yelling of her lifetime.

Her bodd made her stay late and she didnt get home until 9 o'clock that night. She got home and pulled her heels off and threw her bag onto the ground walking into the kitchen and grabbing the wine pouring herself a glass and sitting on the counter rubbing her forehead, mad as all hell.

 

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When the sun retreated, Garm work, fed of one of the girls and dressed. No music greeted him this time, and Gesine was no where to be found. He assumed that this boss of hers was to blame and d decided to pay the man a visit.

He traveled the night, as a raven, and found himself at the large building that she worked. Mr. Jacob Jones – or JJ as several of his friends called him, was not there, but Gesine was and looked less then pleased about it. Good for her, at least she wasn't avoiding him of her own will.

So he fly to the man's house – knowing details like this from his time watching her and those in her life. A single man, because few women remained in his company for very long without being paid, and so was found to be home alone. Garm resumed his more human form, and knocked on the door.

The short man answered, and quickly invited Garm in, thinking it was just a replacement for his dope dealer, as Garm had claimed. No one did business like that on a door step, not even this fool.

Half an hour later, Garm left, and shut the door behind him. The man inside having agreed to Spending every waking thought on how to get Gesine promoted, as she deserved long, long ago. Until she was promoted, he would treat her with nothing but respect, and speak to her as little as was absolutely necessary. The man's crimes were more then enough to keep him from talking about this little chat.

Garm flew home, proud that he'd not even had to break a bone. It seems that lifting a short fat man up by his greasy pony tail made for getting one's attention.

Entering through the front door, he saw his 'assistant' nursing a headache. “My turn to cook, it would seem. Sorry you had a bad day, it was not what I had hoped for.”

He went to the kitchen and began rummaging through her freezer, “Anything in particular you'd like?”

 

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As she heard the door open and watched as Garm walked in so calmly asking to cook for her and pretending like nothing had happened added a pinch to her anger. She wanted to pounce on him and scratch his eyes out. She took a deep breath and set her glass on the counter and walked over and stared him straight in the eye.
"Why the FUCK would you turn my alarm off!? Do you not think at all!? For fuck's sake what were you hoping to accomplish with it all?!"

She didnt exactly scream but she wasnt talking softly either. Her heart was racing and was waiting for the bullshit excuse he'd have or whatever he was going to counteract her questions with. Yelling at him probably wasnt a good move on her part but she almost couldnt control it, and it just kinda came out.

Her temper sometimes took control as it had before, and what his reaction was, wasnt pleasant. But it was too late to take her words back and even if she could, she wouldnt. She meant it and didnt understand why he would do it, even if it was for good.
"Dont you get it...i could have lost my job..."
She said this softer with more control of her voice and more serious worry. If she lost her job she didnt know how easy it would be to get another.

Gesine wanted him gone so badly she couldnt handel it. For him to just walk out the door promising to never contact her again. She couldnt stand it and wanted her life to be hers, and not his.

 

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He waited, until her short little rant had ended, then closed the freezer door. “You may wish to choose something for dinner that you truly enjoy – a comfort food. As I fear you will like me less once I answer your question.”

He could see the hate in her eyes, the hurt, and the worry that she had for her job. A proud woman, to be so concerned about what she earned, when he;d told her as much he could hand over the world on a silver platter, not too long from now.

“You woke too early, I had hoped to visit your office with you, at dusk. You would not have been fired as that sleaze bag of a boss needs your skill to keep his own ass out of the fire. So he threatens you, makes you stay late, and had never once recommended you for promotion. You weren't passed up all these years, you were never considered.”

He leaned up against the counter. “That problem has been...addressed. 'JJ' will be very accommodating in the future, and has seen reason to make sure that his superiors know your true worth. Hate me for interfering with your work, but as I see it, I just removed a road block to what you'd probably already earned several times over.

 

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She was annoyed and shocked and pissed all at the same time. She was happy that her boss would be nice to her but she wasnted to earn it. Garm honestly thought she had and made it happen, since she had never asserted herself. It was flattering that he'd do that but still she was still pissed.

Gesine gritted her teeth and clenched her fists and wanted to hit him and strangle him to death.
"Why!? Why cant you just let me live my life the way i want too. It's MY LIFE! NOT YOURS! Please cant you just leave me alone and let me live in peace!?!?"


This time, she yelled. She had been doing just fine with her job, her friends, her love life sucked but that didnt bother her to much. She got pissed and punched the cabnet only hurting her hand and she grabbed her wine chugging what was left of it and staring back at him like she was going to lunge and tear out his jugular with her teeth.

 

[One Eyed Jack]

And there is was. No tears this time, but it always came. Why me? Why can't you go pick on someone else? All that. Never easy to explain that, especially with his current tastes in good women. When he had chosen criminals, or gold diggers, he could always claim to them that he was their punishment.

“Yeah. It is your life. Cherish it while air that fills your lungs still affects you. While the food you eat fuels your body. Life is such a grand thing, and really, the worst I offer for you is that you will do so longer, and stronger then others. You'll still grow old one day, and die. You'll get to find out if your precious church lied to you or not. You get to live.”

He shook his head, and looked back up at her. “Unless you piss me off. Life isn't fair. You did well, you're a good person, attractive girl with all the hope in the world. Maybe you could have found a guy that drives a Ford focus, and sired 2.5 children in your womb, and set you up in a white picket fence. But you drew the short straw, and got a life of extended youth, wealth, and pleasures of nearly any sort for the taking, but still stuck with me.”

He had enjoyed last night, and knew that it would be rare, if ever again possible. That she had chosen to lay with him meant a lot, but that was very much over.

“I'll tell you again, accepting your life, as it now is, will be easier once bonded. Once bonded all threats to those you know and love become protection. It's your choice though – you're life as you say. It's for you to decide if it will be cut short. I'm rather fond of you Gesine, hence why I chose you. It'd be a pity to force my hand.”

He pushed himself away from the counter he had been leaning against, “Did you decide on dinner, or should I order you some pizza?”

 

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He had taken everything she said and almost used it against her. Taking her life and holding it above her head she can almost take ahold of it but not quite. At this point she'd rather just be locked away somewhere and never saw the light of day if she couldnt have totaly control on her own life. She felt like his slave, his minnion, and she hated it.

He mentioned being bonded to him again. He must really want her to badly. I bet most girls jump at the chance to do it, just to make things easier. She thought to herself. She did want to, she wouldnt, it's letting him win she thought. As long as she didnt let him win she felt better. Like she had a little bit of control when she really had non.
"What if...I never want to be bonded to a horrible thing like you. How can i trust in your word that things would 'get better' if i did bond myself to you?"

She looked at him and then thought about his question about food and just rubbed her eyes and let her hair down.
"I'm not eating, i'm really not hungry."

Gesine walked into her room and started to change into more comfortable clothes pulling on her reading glasses and heading back out with her book, reading in a chair next to the light, not even acknowledging that Garm exsisted. Her hate grew, and she couldnt stand it anymore. Trying to calm her nerves she red her book and tryed to let her muscles relax. She was so incredible tense she was getting horrid shoudler pains at work and when she woke up. She had a headache and she couldnt even concentrate on her reading. He was interupting her life and she was letting him.

 

[One Eyed Jack]

He walked into the living room and addressed her as she tried to ignore him. “So this is how it will be then? One night we make friends and the next it is all undone. I have patience for these games early on, but for a very limited time Gesine. Do not press me. This – horrible thing – as you say, does not respond well when challenged. Somehow I figured you smarter then this. You've seen the bad, and the good, and yet you focus on the negative. A hard way to live.”

Garm went to the guest room and emerged with his suit jacket, buttoning it up as he rejoined her. “You are ahead by a day still in your task, but do not fail. On the nightstand is a needle with the required amount for another girl, should you feel ambitious. I'm going to see to my affairs.”

He stopped and leaned over to whisper in her ear, “And that trust we spoke of, who questions it now? Things will be better because I said so, and have not lied to you once. You like the brutal truth, remember? So when you sit and fuel your hate for the things I've said, keep in mind that you, my dear, asked.”

He then left, walking out the door and shutting it gently. Once outside he let his teeth down, and strangled the air, imagining it was her. She might be so stubborn to actually force him to kill her, the child!

He recomposed himself, and went to visit the homes of some of the city's most talented people. Some enlisted the help of the rotten underbelly of a town, but he tended to like picking the best. No one questioned the work of the best.

 

[PaintaPicture]

After all he had said she wanted to say something witty back at him. To prove her point and still be strong, but she couldnt. This time when he spoke he didnt use overly harch words or throw her around, he obviously liked her a little. She was smart as much as her emotions would sometimes get the best of her. She made a mental noted about the syringe in the room and then watched him leave.

She was still annoyed with him but he was right. She did ask for the truth, she had lashed out at him and such. She needed to admit defeat and atleast attempt to make things better. She sighed and deicded to try to make up with him and she got up calling a friend, Diane. She was an adorable brunette with a sassy side. They had partied a few times but Diane always got the guy and she didnt. When she got there, they got a bit tipsy and Gesine injected the girl and then let her relax. Duct taping her wrists and put some over her mouth putting her in the room with the others.

She then made sure her alarm was set and decided to relax on the couch watching t.v. and then started to felt guilty about Diane and what she had done. After awhile she slowly fell asleep sprawled out on the couch with the television on.