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 Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2012 9:59 pm
ɔɦєʂɬєя αɳɗ ʑαɓøø I don't wanna take your precious time
'Cause you're such a pretty face
But you turned into a pretty big waste of my time 
Both the boys nodded at each other as they followed her, the smell of food already hitting their nostrils and making them flare. Chester breathed in deep, and Zaboo followed, each letting out a small sigh after the inhale. "The dinning room is fine." Chester was the one to reply, as Zaboo was too focused on the scents of the food as they got closer to where they would be eating. Chester laughed at Zaboo's expressions as he was lost in his mind.
Zaboo couldn't help a giddy smile while his mouth watered, which always was a problem for him when he smelt a delicious meal. It happened when he tasted delicious morsels too, and this only made his mind drift to tasting Kaori. He let his sudden urges be known by sending gentle kisses down her neck while they walked into the dinning room. They stopped though, as they both realized she wouldn't be eating with them. "Kaori wont join us?"
The younger twin came up behind the woman and ran his hands over her shoulders and down her arms, pulling her close to him enough so that his breath would reach her neck. Chester approached her too, but he came in front of her. "Yes, why would you not eat with us? Its been quite a while since we arrived," He lifted her chin, staring into her eyes so that he could read them. "And I'm sure your nap was much longer than a mere hour from how rested you were. You must be hungry by now, babe." The nickname rolled off of his tongue like a sweet poison, making his words sound more like statement, rather than an assumption.
He hoped that his cold glare got through to her, but Zaboo finished the hint. "Get yourself a plate and silverware, Kaori, or we're not eating." He smiled and each twin kissed the opposing cheek of her face before releasing her and moving to their seats. Zaboo held his stomach, excited to get food into his long empty gut. Chester was more mature about hiding his growing hunger, and irritation at the fact she didn't make a plate for herself. The woman wasn't about to avoid them by not joining them for dinner too.
I hope he takes your filthy heart
And then he throws you away someday
If you can't hang then, there's the door baby
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2012 4:42 am
Kaori  She was pleased that both the boys seemed engrossed with the smells that wafted from the dinning room as they approached. It would seem she would not hear any complaints from them about eh dinner tonight.
Her body nearly frozen up as she felt Zaboo once more play with her with his powers, this time gentle kisses trailing down and along her neck. She had thought food would have gotten their minds away from such playful thoughts. Perhaps it had only fed it instead. She was not sure how much more she could take without showing how effected she was by their touches and stares.
Zaboo then posed his question about her not joining them for dinner.
"I-I did not think it appropriate to-"
She was about to turn to face him whens he felt him suddenly move in close behind her and run his hands over her shoulders and down her arms. The fabric of the kimono, though with such baggy wing like sleeves, didn't save her from his fingers pressing along her arms, feeling out her slim yet toned arms. She was not a frail woman, having curves int he right places and enough muscle in others to both entice men, yet not bet completely pitiful to their on coming attacks. Despite her lady-like aura, it seemed clear she was an active sort and possibly was into sports, or at that very least was into working out and staying in healthy shape.
Kaori could feel Zaboo's breath against her neck, again sending shivers along her spine. She doing her best to keep her facial features in neutral, or at least calm.
Chester them came around in front of her and tilted her head up by grasping hold of her chin. Again, for the second time today, she glared back into his eyes with a defying look, as if daring him to try something. Though the more he stared the more her reserve seemed to crumble; they were getting to her.
Zaboo gave his ultimatum; She joined them or no one ate.
She left a slow breath leave her lips as the two boys placed their kisses upon her cheeks and turned to sit at the table. She looked between them for a moment.
"Very well. I'll prepare a plate and join."
She gave them a bow before leaving for the kitchen.
Once out of sight she clenched her teeth and brought her hands up to her face, feeling out the temperature before moving her hands to her ears, hoping they weren't burning red. Her heart beating.
Dear gods, where has fate lead me...?
Get yourself together...
She tried to pep talk herself. Kaori prided herself on her stubbornness and ability to withstand most anything. But she was beginning to realize that though she's capable of handling herself well against men...she perhaps was out of her league when dealing with non-humans. She'd never had the opportunity to test her mental and physical strength against powers. The thought of a mere human woman up against two demonic playboys...the odds were clearly not in her favor.
She grabbed a plate from one of the cabinets.
With a few calming breaths she was ready to face her masters once again.
She reappeared in the dinning room with a plate and eating utensils, wrapped neatly in a cloth napkin, in hand. After rearranging a few plates on the table, she sets her plate and utensils down before an empty third chair. With the two boys seated, she too took her seat.
Her eyes moved from one brother, to the other, awaiting them to begin eating before she bothered to select a few items for herself to nibble at.
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 8:20 pm
ɔɦєʂɬєя αɳɗ ʑαɓøø I don't wanna take your precious time
'Cause you're such a pretty face
But you turned into a pretty big waste of my time
Zaboo's pride swelled in his chest, and he showed off mentally to his brother that he was most likely going to win. After feeling her chills and her reactions to his advances, he was sure he was in the lead. Even though this was a competitive sport for the two of them, it was strange that it was working like team work. They were just to arrogant to realize that it was both of their advances that slowly melted the woman's protection.
Chester sat calmly, but irritation was clear on his face as he listened into Zaboo's and Kaori's thoughts. He could almost feel how her face was turning pink as she left their view, and if she only knew that she couldn't hide her feelings from them. He was prided that he got her to slowly loose her composure the longer he stared into her eyes.
Zaboo's tell swung playfully as he decided to go ahead and serve himself food seeing that Kaori would be on her way back soon. He took a liking to all the fishes, his neko taste buds moistening as he smelt the fishiness. His plate was full of everything she had made for them, and he couldn't wait to taste it. Chester prepared his plate the same, trying to hide how he was melting inside from hunger. They both looked up to her as she came out, the eldest couldn't help but have his normal glare, but Zaboo managed a smile.
"This looks like it will be delicious, Kaori." Chester nodded, agreeing with his brother. They waited for her to sit, and they wanted her to serve herself before they started, but it was clear that she wanted them to start before her. Not willing to argue about getting to the food sooner, they began to eat. Chester maintained his composure and manors while Zaboo began to scarf his face, almost inhaling the food without even chewing. Both boys were very satisfied, and they were silent while they ate, but still kept they're eyes on Kaori, making sure she got her share of food.
I hope he takes your filthy heart
And then he throws you away someday
If you can't hang then, there's the door baby
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 10:35 pm
Kaori Once the boys started to eat, she picked up her metal chopsticks and went about selecting a few things to put upon her plate.
Though she did not realize it a pleased smile formed upon her lips as she noticed how much the boys seemed to be enjoying the meal. She was happy that her cooking abilities were up to par with their standards, it had been something she had been nervous about ever since she had been bought.
She quietly ate what little she put on her plate, being in no rush and figuring she would not be allowed to leave before them seeing as how insistent they both were with having her join them at the table. She allowed herself to relax and enjoy the well prepared meal, happy that neither boy was making any more advances or trouble for her at the moment. If moments like this were to be common, where she could just enjoy the civil company of her masters, it might not be such a bad thing being here. Granted, she knew she had a lot of work to do here, and was beginning to understand what sort of role she would play here. But at least for this short uninterrupted moment of enjoying a simple meal with others, she was content. Meals at where she liked to call the 'slave warehouse' was stifling and unpleasant. granted, she ate better then some other slaves do to the traders not wanting her price to drop of her pretty face or body was to rot away, she still ate food that was unbearable, making her long for the days she used to be free and ate whatever she could afford.
She made her chuckle silently to herself as she thought of how ironic it was how she endured so many years eating horrible food, being an un-bought slave. Fighting all those years to make an image of herself as an unrulely woman, unfit to be bought as someone's slave, to only then be bought and once again eat wonderful food. It made her question if all that spent energy was for not. It was after all inevitable that she would be sold. She let her thoughts pass and refocus her attention upon the meal before her.
No point thinking about the past.
It's time to move forward.
It appeared Kaori was comfortable at this moment. Her guard down and her body relaxed and just for those few moments she had forgotten that she was in fact sitting at a table with two young demons who looked upon her as prey as they seemed to plan out their next moves in this strange and twisted game of theirs. Sitting at a table like this brought back too many memories of the past of sitting with family. Perhaps her comfort stemmed from that, from such sweet and simple childhood memories.
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