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 Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 3:46 pm
Vlad pulled away from the kiss letting the boy go. "Get back to work Marcus" He said smirking as he groped the others bottom playfully before walking over to his desk, a slight swing to his hips as he walked.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 5:29 pm
 I just need a little guidance... ŊŐW ŞĦŎW ΜĖ ŶŌŲŔ FĄŊĠŚ. Đóŋ'ţ βĕ Šćąřēđ... I've done this before. Ĝōţ Ŋŏ Đıŕėčţĭōŋ. I need direction. Şħów Mě Ÿŏűŗ Ŧėĕţħ. Open your mouth boy.ŤĨĘ MĔ ŮР ĦŐĿĐ ΜĖ ĎÔẄŃ
teach a naughty boy a lesson Marcus sighed and straightened his clothes before he walked over to the shelf where his hot chocolate was and grabbed it. "Remember meeting at one." he said and then opened the door and left the room shutting the door behind him. The blond yawned softly and moved to his desk taking a sip of his hot chocolate and groaning when he noticed it was cold. "b*****d." he mumbled and dropped the cup in the trash can. He sat down and started reading over papers getting down everything he would need to know for the company that had changed over night. When the phone rang it made him jump, he had been to into his work.
"Vladamir's office this is Marcus speaking, how may I help you?" he asked in his fun little professional tone. He wrote information down and made little "Yes." or "Ok." remarks. As he hung up the phone he sighed and ran a hand threw his hair. "Incompetent people." he mumbled and shut his eyes leaning back against his chair before he stood up and grabbed his coat. He walked to Vladimir's office and knocked waiting to be let in. βľŦĒ ΜĘ FÖŖ ŤΉĚ ΡĽĖǺŞŨЯĒ
Punishment is only a game.  Ẁħįр Мę. Ŝċгåţčħ Мė. Мǻгк Mĕ.
Мąкē Mĕ βεģ Fõг Yŏū
ĪĻĽ βë Å Ġōŏđ Ŀīţťĺē Ķıţťęņ
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chris winters Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 6:34 pm
Vlad sat at his desk, reading over this, signing that, changing this, stapling that. He hated how much work he had. He glanced up looking at the door. "Enter" He said in a voice that dripped with velvet. Any woman who talked to him was instantly swooned by his talking. He just had that effect on women. He couldn't help but smile a bit seeing that it was his favorite assistant. "What is it Marcus, come back for another kiss" He smirked setting his elbows on his desk, his head now resting on his crossed fingers that remained under his chin. He couldn't help but drink in the boys form. He couldn't get enough of it. Personally he would give anything to make love to the boy but he never said it aloud.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 7:02 pm
I just need a little guidance... ŊŐW ŞĦŎW ΜĖ ŶŌŲŔ FĄŊĠŚ. Đóŋ'ţ βĕ Šćąřēđ... I've done this before. Ĝōţ Ŋŏ Đıŕėčţĭōŋ. I need direction. Şħów Mě Ÿŏűŗ Ŧėĕţħ. Open your mouth boy.ŤĨĘ MĔ ŮР ĦŐĿĐ ΜĖ ĎÔẄŃ
teach a naughty boy a lesson Marcus smirked hearing that tone in his boss's voice. "Your so lame." he mumbled and walked in shutting the door behind him. The man leaned back against the door and sighed softly. "Mm, maybe later. I have to go get stuff for the meeting. If you need me call my cell alright." he said and ran a hand threw his hair. He groaned softly and just leaned there silently fuming at at the rest of the sectaries the job had been left too. "Do you need anything while I'm out?" he asked softly. βľŦĒ ΜĘ FÖŖ ŤΉĚ ΡĽĖǺŞŨЯĒ
Punishment is only a game. Ẁħįр Мę. Ŝċгåţčħ Мė. Мǻгк Mĕ.
Мąкē Mĕ βεģ Fõг Yŏū
ĪĻĽ βë Å Ġōŏđ Ŀīţťĺē Ķıţťęņ
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 7:26 pm
"mm you tied up on my bed, but im sure you cant buy that at the store" Vlad smirked licking his lips at the thought. He was rather riled up today because he wanted to feed. "Go get me a raw steak, i need some kind of blood to hold me off till I can get to the coffin club" He said looking at the others. His eyes had a deep red tint to them. He needed blood soon.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 7:43 pm
I just need a little guidance... ŊŐW ŞĦŎW ΜĖ ŶŌŲŔ FĄŊĠŚ. Đóŋ'ţ βĕ Šćąřēđ... I've done this before. Ĝōţ Ŋŏ Đıŕėčţĭōŋ. I need direction. Şħów Mě Ÿŏűŗ Ŧėĕţħ. Open your mouth boy.ŤĨĘ MĔ ŮР ĦŐĿĐ ΜĖ ĎÔẄŃ
teach a naughty boy a lesson Marcus scowled lightly and crossed his arms infront of his chest as he blushed softly. "Your so funny." he mumbled. He sighed and nodded turning to leave before he glanced back at the other's eyes. "Alright no leaving your office then." he said and slipped out. The young man quickly made it down to the bottom floor where he grabbed his car and quickly went into the city. That look in his boss's eyes had so many different emotions it gave him. Some days it was fear other's it was excitement. He quickly parallel parked and went into his house. With luck the blond didn't live to far from his job.
Within minutes he had the package of meat warmed it up in the microwave and slipped it into a plastic bag. He jogged to his car slipped in and quickly went back to the office. Marcus walked out of the elevator and walked to his boss's door slipping in and closing and locking the door behind him. "Honey I'm home." he muttered and turned from locking the door half expecting Vlad to be breathing down his neck. βľŦĒ ΜĘ FÖŖ ŤΉĚ ΡĽĖǺŞŨЯĒ
Punishment is only a game. Ẁħįр Мę. Ŝċгåţčħ Мė. Мǻгк Mĕ.
Мąкē Mĕ βεģ Fõг Yŏū
ĪĻĽ βë Å Ġōŏđ Ŀīţťĺē Ķıţťęņ
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 7:51 pm
Vlad groaned holding his head, his breath heavy as his eyes glowed red. The second the boy entered the room and shut the door Vlad had him pined to the wall, his fangs resting against the skin on the boys neck as he breathed heavily. "D-Drop the steak a-and go b-before I l-loose it" Vlad panted using all his might not to sink his fangs right into the boys jugular. He could taste the warm copper liquid under the skin. He could feel it pulsing against his fangs. He wasnt pinning the boy hard enough to where he couldn't get away.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 8:43 pm
I just need a little guidance... ŊŐW ŞĦŎW ΜĖ ŶŌŲŔ FĄŊĠŚ. Đóŋ'ţ βĕ Šćąřēđ... I've done this before. Ĝōţ Ŋŏ Đıŕėčţĭōŋ. I need direction. Şħów Mě Ÿŏűŗ Ŧėĕţħ. Open your mouth boy.ŤĨĘ MĔ ŮР ĦŐĿĐ ΜĖ ĎÔẄŃ
teach a naughty boy a lesson Marcus yelped as he was pinned back against the door. He winced as his back hit the door knob. That would probably bruise. Who know working for a vampire could be dangerous? Ha. "A-alright." he muttered and slipped out of Vlad's arms and unlocked the door setting the steak down and quickly leaving. The blond shivered slightly and took in a few deep breaths before he moved back to his station and called up his own somewhat secretary. "Susan. Get up here please." he said softly and shut the phone collapsing back into his chair. His hand lightly pressed against his neck and he chuckled. When he thought the other would be breathing down his neck he didn't mean it literally.
When Susan was up he had her man his station and not let anyone into the boss's office including her. He left and went back into the elevator sighing softly as he leaned back against the wall of the cold metal death trap. The man didn't open his eyes as the elevator stopped a few floors down. Well until he heard squealing and he felt his stomach sink. Marcus opened his eyes and groaned softly. There was Cyndal. A smart nerdy girl...who was on the verge of psycho stalker chick. "Uh...hi Cyndal." The man mumbled and mustered up a small smile. He shivered when all he got was a stare going up and down his body. The blond was going to be sick. Thank heavens they had reached the garage floor now.
The man bolted for his car and quickly slipped in locking his door and starting his car. "Oh my gosh stairs. I'm taking the stairs." he said and leaned against his steering wheel. After a moment he let and drove threw the city to a little cafe that would cater for the meetings sometime. He quickly notified them of the meeting today made times and plans and squared everything away. Then he slipped back into his car and went back to the office. With a groan he walked up the stairs pulling off his jacket as he reached the top floor. "No more damn stairs." he muttered. Marcus walked up to his desk and scowled angrily when Susan was nowhere to be seen. "Damn people." he muttered and slipped into his chair. βľŦĒ ΜĘ FÖŖ ŤΉĚ ΡĽĖǺŞŨЯĒ
Punishment is only a game. Ẁħįр Мę. Ŝċгåţčħ Мė. Мǻгк Mĕ.
Мąкē Mĕ βεģ Fõг Yŏū
ĪĻĽ βë Å Ġōŏđ Ŀīţťĺē Ķıţťęņ
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 8:47 pm
Vlad quickly went to drinking the blood out of the meat, it staining his suit a bit as it dripped down his chin. By the time he had return Vlad was leaning against the wall holding his head, his eyes closed. He needed to feed tonight. The blood from the steak was just enough to hold him off. He prayed he wouldn't lose control and attack his cute secretary. He couldn't forgive himself for that.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 9:33 pm
I just need a little guidance... ŊŐW ŞĦŎW ΜĖ ŶŌŲŔ FĄŊĠŚ. Đóŋ'ţ βĕ Šćąřēđ... I've done this before. Ĝōţ Ŋŏ Đıŕėčţĭōŋ. I need direction. Şħów Mě Ÿŏűŗ Ŧėĕţħ. Open your mouth boy.ŤĨĘ MĔ ŮР ĦŐĿĐ ΜĖ ĎÔẄŃ
teach a naughty boy a lesson Marcus sighed softly and stood up grabbing a few napkins and glancing at the time. He walked over to the boss's door and slipped in shutting it and locking it like before. The blond male glanced around till he saw him and walked over to the man crouching down infront of him and lifting his head. "Come, let me see." he said softly and lifted the other's face. "Your so messy." he mumbled and wiped the man's chin off and down his neck to his suit. He sighed softly and stood walking over to the closet and grabbing another suit. "This one time. If I let you will you be fine for the meeting?" he asked softly turning to face Vladamir. "And not kill me." he said leaning back against the desk where he'd set the suit out on. βľŦĒ ΜĘ FÖŖ ŤΉĚ ΡĽĖǺŞŨЯĒ
Punishment is only a game. Ẁħįр Мę. Ŝċгåţčħ Мė. Мǻгк Mĕ.
Мąкē Mĕ βεģ Fõг Yŏū
ĪĻĽ βë Å Ġōŏđ Ŀīţťĺē Ķıţťęņ
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 9:37 pm
"No, I don't even want to chance that" Vlad growled. He wouldn't risk the life of the one human who actually meant something to him. "I will be fine, just after the meeting I need to go to the coffin club and feed" He said taking the new suit. He stripped down to his boxers as he spoke, slipping on the new suit. By the time he was finished he was fixing his tie but failing at it. He had never been good at tying them.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 9:54 pm
I just need a little guidance... ŊŐW ŞĦŎW ΜĖ ŶŌŲŔ FĄŊĠŚ. Đóŋ'ţ βĕ Šćąřēđ... I've done this before. Ĝōţ Ŋŏ Đıŕėčţĭōŋ. I need direction. Şħów Mě Ÿŏűŗ Ŧėĕţħ. Open your mouth boy.ŤĨĘ MĔ ŮР ĦŐĿĐ ΜĖ ĎÔẄŃ
teach a naughty boy a lesson "Mm alright. If you have to leave during the meeting just tell me and I'll have your car pulled around." The blond mumbled. He watched the other dress crossing his arms infront of his chest as he watched the other. Yep, his boss even had the body to match his face. He sighed seeing the other fail at his tie. He walked up to him and pushed his hands away. Marcus quickly undid the messy knot and redid. He looked at the other's shirt sighing again and undid the buttons half way before rebuttoning them and zipping up the mans fly. "Arlight perfect." he said and smiled cheerfully. "Now relax, no paper work." he said and walked to the wall picking up the dried meat and the setting it back in the bag tying it and heading for the door. "Is there anything else you need sir?" he asked softly. βľŦĒ ΜĘ FÖŖ ŤΉĚ ΡĽĖǺŞŨЯĒ
Punishment is only a game. Ẁħįр Мę. Ŝċгåţčħ Мė. Мǻгк Mĕ.
Мąкē Mĕ βεģ Fõг Yŏū
ĪĻĽ βë Å Ġōŏđ Ŀīţťĺē Ķıţťęņ
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 9:59 pm
"No you give me everything I need" Vlad said smiling a bit. He truly was glad he had not killed the boy that night. He then packed up his laptop walking out to the others office. "Lets go to the meeting" He said running a hand threw his hair as a few female workers watched him.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 10:19 pm
I just need a little guidance... ŊŐW ŞĦŎW ΜĖ ŶŌŲŔ FĄŊĠŚ. Đóŋ'ţ βĕ Šćąřēđ... I've done this before. Ĝōţ Ŋŏ Đıŕėčţĭōŋ. I need direction. Şħów Mě Ÿŏűŗ Ŧėĕţħ. Open your mouth boy.ŤĨĘ MĔ ŮР ĦŐĿĐ ΜĖ ĎÔẄŃ
teach a naughty boy a lesson "Eh, but we're gonna be early." Marcus whined before they stepped out of the office. He quickly went to his computer making it so no one could get in it. The man locked up the papers on his desk grabbed what they would need for the meeting and followed Vlad to the meeting room. When they got there he quickly went to setting everything up. He plugged up the computer to the projector. The blond made sure the food was right and everything was perfect and without even braking a sweat. Today was just another day at the office. βľŦĒ ΜĘ FÖŖ ŤΉĚ ΡĽĖǺŞŨЯĒ
Punishment is only a game. Ẁħįр Мę. Ŝċгåţčħ Мė. Мǻгк Mĕ.
Мąкē Mĕ βεģ Fõг Yŏū
ĪĻĽ βë Å Ġōŏđ Ŀīţťĺē Ķıţťęņ
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 1:50 pm
"I just wanted to get out of that office'' He said looking over at the other. "You need to get out more Marcus, your way to good at your job" He teased the boy leaning against the wall watching him. He couldn't help but admit that he liked watching the boy lean over the table, it always made naughty mental images appear in his mind, never onces he said out loud at least.
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