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)

'A-HEM!' Carol called down thru the partially open manhole. She watched her young...well, maybe he was older...protege drop down this manhole and she wasn't about to climb down without help.

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!))

He was so preoccupied with his little journey, that Addison didn't hear the voice requesting assistance until after he'd paused against the wall. Blinking, he realized it must be for him, because the big guy didn't look to be moving an inch. A little sigh and he headed back down the short distance of sewers to peer up hesitantly through where he'd entered.

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."

"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.

"Which one is she?"

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.'

Carol felt Ellis' presence like a shiver that ran up her spine. She was never sure if it was arousal or fear. Maybe a little of both. Carol turned and looked up at her taller mistress. Dipping her head slightly, she greeted her.

'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.

Carol's hair felt like spun silk and entwining her hands in it gave her a rather soothing feeling. She could feel Carol's want as she introduced Addison.

'Well ...Pleasure.' Ellis touched the tip of her right fang with her tongue and smiled at the young red head. Ahh, fresh meat.

Addison thought he had saw someone familiar at the bar, but with the people moving past, he couldn't be 100% sure. Yes, this might be an interesting place to be if what Carol said was true about the protection thing. He eyed a man and woman seemingly necking in an alcove...but something looked a bit...off about it. Before he had too much time to contemplate that, Carol was speaking.

'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.

Charming little fellow, Ellis thought to herself. His reputation for numbers preceded him, so much so that Ellis had her recruiters seek him out. Looking at him now she was very pleased to see the red haired one exhibited a thing for the dark.

'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?'

"Yes, ma'am. I've been given a brief description of...the job....description." Addison somehow managed to keep from staring at his new boss...too much. The quick flash of sharp tooth he'd seen had quickened his heart rate just a bit, making him think on what Carol had said earlier about...feeding.

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.

Ellis snorted. Literally. Snorted.

'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.'

Carol's eyes glittered with envy and arousal. Right here, in front of quite a few Tacharan vampires and a smatter of the other two clans. There would be no doubt what so ever who he belonged to.

'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.

Addison's breathing hitched as Ellis moved closer. He was torn between moving closer to touch or taking a step back to be respectful. She smelled as intoxicating as she appeared and he shivered as she whispered in his ear, her breath ghosting across skin.

'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.

There was that tingling feeling again, in the back of her throat. Ellis stepped closer till she was touching Addison, his head turned away a little, exposing his neck. She watched the skin pulse, the artery underneath the pale skin calling to her. She inhaled deeply. This one was very willing. The throbbing in her fangs was almost painful as she slowly touched her lips against his soft skin. She could feel the niggling of the blood lust moaning inside her. Ellis' thirst was quite aware that it had been several days since she had fed.

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))

Ellis turned slowly and looked at Carol, fangs exposed and her pupils wide and dilated.

'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))

Ellis curtailed the desire to hurt Carol once the realization that her familiar was correct set in. 'Come,' was all she said to Addison as she walked back towards the darkened hallway to Carol. The other vampires in the corner scurried away like cockroaches once they realized just who was invading their space.

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))

Carol had never seen Ellis actually drink from another human. At least, drink and not rip their throat out. She looked away for a moment, almost embarrassed at witnessing the harshly personal feeding, but looked back and licked her lips as she watched Ellis's body tense up. The material on her arms were straining against the rigidness of the muscles begging to break free. The grip she had on Addison would, no doubt, leave marks.

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.))

Addison flushed as Ellis came closer, touching him now. Closing his eyes, he didn't hear Carol speak over the rushing of the blood in his veins. He didn't even realize Ellis had paused until he heard the one-word order

'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)

Carol didn't look at Ellis as she left. She remembered now how her first feeding with Ellis happened. She distinctly remembered the euphoria of being bit, but then waking up to be alone. Granted it's not a special moment that deserves cuddling afterwards, but she now knew why she felt uncomfortable during the feeding. She was a pet, pure and simple, and now she had a friend to show the ropes to.

That is, of course, if he doesn't pass out. 'Fuuuuccck,' Carol murmured.

A whimper as he was shoved up against the wall and he felt another twinge as the sharp implements in his neck where removed. And the soft licking was nice...soothing the little burns at point of entry. It took an extraordinarily long time for the red headed accountant to open his eyes, everything just seemed in slow motion.

And just a second later....**Thump.**


Addison blinked from his new position on the floor. His legs weren't prepared to support him so he ended up on the cold surface of the , looking up at Carol, dazed and reeling. What had happened to Ellis. He gave the blonde a half smile, feeling euphoric still, despite the fact that he was no on the floor.

"Hm mm?" Carol had said something...but what? Addison struggled, trying to get his feet underneath him.. The blood flow finally started to deplete from a particular section of his anatomy...back to where it would me of most use...in the limbs he was trying to move.

"Always...um....like that?"

Carol knelt down in front of Addison as ladylike as possible. The skirt she was wearing had other ideas. 'Fucking...dress...fuck it.' She tucked her legs underneath her and leaned to the side on her hand.

She looked at him, crumpled on the floor. 'Yup, pretty much. It gets addicting...obviously.' Carol sighed and gave him a wry smile. 'Don't try standing up anytime soon, she probably took a little more than she should have.'

Carol watched him, looking almost a little drunk with his crooked smile. She wasn't going to be able to pick him up. 'I guess I could call someone,' she wondered to herself before she noticed the black boots standing next to her.

Simon stood with a curious grin on his face. 'So,' he said as he knelt down next to Carol. She hadn't heard him come up behind her, she never does. He brushed part of her blonde hair out of her face as she smiled warmly at him. 'This must be the new familiar.'

He looked over the happy looking man in metro-sexual mesh. 'Need some help taking him back to the Domicile? He been there yet?'

((ooc - going to need permission to move addison here in a sec /grin ))

Carol gave Simon an adoring smile. 'Aye Captain. This be the noob.' She rested her arms on his thigh and gave him a purr. Lately he had seemed different. Distant but...focused. He was just...different. Carol looked up into his hazel eyes and found herself leaning closer, trying to flirt with him. She blinked and patted his bent leg with a blush.

'Addison, meet Simon. Tacharan's second in command and Ellis' companion.'

Simon was aware of Carol's body sliding closer to his. He refrained from giving her a curious look and dismissed it. She did belong to Ellis. Speaking of which, he inwardly flinched when Carol called him Ellis' companion. He wondered where her loyalties would lie. He returned her look and said softly, 'I have to ask you something, someday.' He continued on before Carol could reply.

'Well then Addison, are we ready to go?' Simon reached out his hand, waiting for Addison to take it.

Carol
'Don't try standing up anytime soon, she probably took a little more than she should have.'

A bob of red hair was her response. Addison was starting to feel slightly colder around the edges as the outfit he had on failed to keep his body as warm now that his blood content was lower. The next time he looked up, there was a man there. It was hard to see his features too clearly, but something looked a mite off about the coloring. However, that was too much thought process, so Addison merely gave another half grin.

The mystery man
'Need some help taking him back to the Domicile? He been there yet?'

'Domicile? What is that?' That word had never been mentioned before and the shaky accountant was beginning to wonder why it would have been left out. The definition of domicile being home or residence had him more at ease than he might have been if in other circumstances.

Carol
'Addison, meet Simon. Tacharan's second in command and Ellis' companion.'

Addison put more effort into his expression, trying to not appear like the bowled over new familiar that he was. "A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Simon." Besides, this guy was the second in command...that was something to be respected. And then there was a hand offered.

Numbah Two
'Well then Addison, are we ready to go?'

"I think...but I might need some assistance in...simple motor skills at the moment." 'Like walking, for one' he thought to himself. Addison brushed some red hair back and reached for Simon's hand, his own arm feeling like it had a lead weight attached to it. And, now that Simon was looking straight at him, Addison had a clear, unobstructed view of 'Numbah Two's' face.

'Well, Ellis had good taste in companions. He was very....' Addison frowned as he searched for the right word...just ending up giving up at the moment. He was shaky and wanted something to drink and a place to lie down...hopefully this...domicile had a place so he could rest before heading back to the hotel. That was going to be one long walk/cab ride back...

(OOC: Permission to move Addison as much as you want)

Simon was fairly certain Addison was trying to reach out, but the red head's hand only got about halfway. 'Ok, up we go,' Simon said as he reached out with both hands and carefully moved Addison over his shoulder. He felt like he weighed almost nothing, despite his immortal strength. 'What a little guy,' Simon thought as he stood his full 6'4.

He turned and looked at Carol and held a hand out to help her stand. The dress looked as if it might snap right off and he smiled a little as she struggled to look lady like. She pulled her hand away and started to fuss with the material, or lack thereof, of her the outfit. Her sudden awkwardness was different. Usually she never seemed to give a second thought to prancing around in her sheer sun dresses, yet now she looked to be covering herself.

'Carol?' Simon shifted Addison effortlessly over to his left shoulder so the red head's head was facing foward, 'Are you alright?'

'Are you alright?'

Carol felt the burn of the blush across her chest as she fidgeted with her outfit. Simon was standing there, looking openly at her with concern and all she could think about was that she was seriously over exposed.

'Pfft, sure. Just a little,' Carol cleared her throat, 'cold, is all. Shall we?' Then she walked off in front of Simon and cursed herself immediately. The back of the outfit was worse then the front. Carol flipped her long blonde hair back over her shoulder and made for the elevator.

Simon grinned and followed her to the elevator, limp Addison in tow over his shoulder. As he stood behind Carol at the elevator, Simon lifted Addison's head back. Little pale but happy. 'He'll be alright,' he thought.

The elevator door dinged and he watched Carol walk quickly in. 'Really Carol,' he walked in and stood next to her. Without looking at her he smirked and said, 'That dress makes me blush.' He pursed his lips and tried to stifle a snort, ignoring the glare Carol was giving him.

((OOC Simon and Carol out pending Addison's reply - Next stop...The domicile))

Oooh....it was a damn carnival ride! Addison refrained from making a "whee" sound as he was hoisted up and hung over someones shoulder...wait...that was most definitely not Carol, so it had to be Numbah Two here. He managed to get one arm draped over Simon's shoulders, not paying a whole lot of attention to what was going on around him now...Simon was moving.

Had Addison had his wits about him, he might be a little embarrassed at the fact he was slung over someones shoulder like a sack of potatoes and paraded through the club to the exit. But...well, he didn't even realize.

Simon lifted Addison's head back

The red read blinked at Simon, peering from behind the red hair that had fallen in his face. He smiled at the eyes looking him over. "Hey there..." he managed weakly, pushing forward suddenly with as much energy as he could muster and pressed a solid kiss to Simon's cheek.

*smack*

Oh...but that used up lots of energy. Addison drew a couple of ragged breaths, breathing in Simon's cologne. The man even smelled cool and solid. Damn...how did one pull that off?

(OOC: Sorry...Addison couldn't resist and a ok to move/leave)

Carol made a face at the loud 'smack' noise and looked over just in time to see Addison disengage from his lip lock on Simon's cheek.

Simon's eyebrows furrowed curiously and did not reply. Carol puckered her lips and snorted loudly. She turned and looked in the other direction when Simon gave her an admonishing glare.

'...(snort), did he just sniff you?'

'Carol.'

'Sorry sorry.'

((OOC - ok now we're out =D ))