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 Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 10:06 pm
Funny? Funny as in funny strange or funny 'Haha?' Damion asked, geez, some people just didn't know how to take a joke. When the blade was pressed up against his lips, the fun was gone. He needed to survive, if anything for his sister. Damion flexed his hand before snapping it out violently and pulling the dagger away from his lips. He attempted to pull her thumb back to release the dagger from her grip. In the mean time, he had to take her thoughts away from the dagger and what he was trying to do. Ah, what the hell? She wanted him to do it earlier tonight and there was no way she was going to get any more pissed than she actually was.
Damion lifted his head and took her lips pasionatly while he began to twist his body around, entangling her legs in his he attempted to reverse the situation and get her on her back, if he could pin her till she calmed down a little then maybe he could get out of this in one piece. Taking the breif opertunity of the surprise, he flipped her over and strattled her body. In the process reopening the grazing shot from earlier. He hated to do this to a woman, but right now he had little choice. But damn she looked sexy in that leather, underneith him... not that his current hormone level would let him do anything.
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 10:11 pm
What she had been about to do was rearrange his face and before she could get a chance to snap back at him verbally or physically harm him, he had snapped the dagger away from her hand. Sher's anger rose considerably more before she felt something on her lips. It took her less than a minute to distinguish the sensation of someone else's lips meshing against her in a sensational pressure. Her eyes slowly fluttered close but her temper didn't extinguish immediately. It wasn't until she felt his legs touching hers and her body being twisted so that she was now underneath him that she felt what he was really doing; distracting her and dammit for working!
Sher lost herself in a moment of weakness and kissed back, her lips teasingly delicious against his before realizing what she was doing and shaking her head vigorously until their lips parted and Sher was left panting angrily, but her anger had diminished considerably. "You're....(pant)...lucky..(pant)...that I like it rough."
Her eyes glistened dangerously as she realized her position and looked at him with now-narrowed eyes. "Get off."
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 10:25 pm
Not till you calm down a little more dammit! Damion fumed. What the hell is your problem anyway? Its not like I had anything to do with this.
Damion wasn't ignorant that she had kissed him back, part of him wanted to continue, but the other part of him was reminded that he had a deformity, and if Sher didn't know, then he didn't want her to find out. He looked her in the eyes, his own narrowing to match the displeased slots of her own. Now look, I have too much to do to loose my life because your can't neither take a joke or control your temper. As your partner my mission successes depend on you as well, and quiet frankly I don't appreciate having a loose cannon as a partner, it reflects poorly on me as well as jepordise the mission. I would appreciate if you showed a little restraint, if your angery, fine, but don't take it out on me when I didn't have anything to do with this, got it?
Oh man, he so badly wanted to take those lips again, she had calmed down from it, but it might not work as good as the last time. After a few minutes he spoke again. Alright, I'm going to let you go now, if your try to attack me again, I won't hesitate to use more force on you.
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 10:35 pm
His anger caught her attention and she found herself listening, and being scolded. It took her all willpower not to laugh as he reprimanded her for having a short temper but it was nothing to chuckle about either. He had made sense in what he said and it frustrated her further but also made her shoot a glance at his lips now and again. Sher wasn't going to deny that after their anger-pent kiss she wanted more.
Now as she began to reason with her, Sher glanced quickly at him and spoke, "You have nothing to do with this right?" She had to make sure before he released her or else she might attack him for scolding her on such a petty thing as her temper, it usually only unfolded like that when it came to Jack or ridiculous pranks. His threat was half-empty as she didn't think she would mind a little more force but of course she bit her tongue to keep from saying this as her breathing slowed down and she felt him against the tight leather of the suit.
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 10:46 pm
I promise you that I had nothing to do with this. I was with you all night, and I had to take a shower to help get the stage makeup off my face. Damion sighed, though he caught her gaze on his lips again. He wanted it, wanted it bad and apparently she did too. The fact that she was in a tight leather outfit didn't help much either. Before he knew it, he was taking her lips again with such a passion that he didn't know where it came from, lust, most likely. He wouldn't say that he loved her, hell, he just met her yesterday. Still, the sexy siren under him was almost begging, and his teenage years went by without this sort of attention from others. It was new and exciting for him, to kiss a woman this pasionatly, this 'angery.' He kept her pinned, if she didn't want this and she broke it off like she did the last time, he would just say that it was for such aggression against him earlier. He wanted to make sure that she was calm enough to let up too.
Ugh, what was he thinking? Whatever it was, booze, fatigue, lust or frusteration from the hormones that constantly warred within his body... he seemed to be unleashing it on her and he could bloody stop. Hopefully, she wouldn't take this too, too badly...
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 10:56 pm
Slowly, very slowly her anger began to fade away as she was left with at least the notion that he had nothing to do with her prized clothing being switched for maid's outfit. This was a prank she was going to have to man up about even if it killed her. Sher waited for him to get off of her not thinking he would do anything else but leave and go to bed. Yet once again Damion proved her wrong as he captured her lips with his own in a passionate frenzy of lust, anger, and pressure. Whether it was from the small amount of anger within her or from the lust she had felt dancing with him tonight she allowed herself to be kissed; a dangerous thing for the both of them. Still she felt his kiss and returned it with a far more advanced skill as her lips added just the right amount of pressure while she took the opportunity to flip them back over so she was on top.
It was in her nature to want to be the dominant person, even in bed. And while their kiss lasted longer than it should have, Sher finally broke away, her lips a mere two inches away from him as her breath came out in a pant. Locking gazes with him Sher slowly unhooked her legs from his and released him, her fingers on her lips. The tight leather still clung to her skin and because of the small pounce had revealed a slight amount of skin around her abdominal area. Unsure of what to say Sher dropped her hand to her waist and smirked, "Good night?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 11:10 pm
...yeah.... Damion replied between pants. He could hardly believe it, him... a freak had a chance with such a beautiful woman. Damion pushed himself up and closed his eyes for a second before opening them again. Sher's seduction was even more apparent now, perhaps it would be best for him to leave for the night. He stood up and walked to Sher's door. He paused and turned around. Hey... if you want, I might have something that you could wear tonight to bed. Mr.Deadly made sure that I was fully equipt with all the necessary female attire for my undercover missions. I think I'd have something your size... if you want it.
Damion would let her make her decision, he walked to his room and looked around. Opening his closet just his case Sher wanted something. He would wait for her choice before retiring for the night. Though... after that... sleep might be a foregone conclusion. All that seperated him from that gorgous woman was a thin layer of leather. He winced to himself the fetched some water so that he could take his medication.
((Last post for me tonight. heart ))
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 11:18 pm
As she figured he would leave without a second word Sher turned around to scowl at the maid's outfits while her thoughts remained on the kiss. When he spoke she turned to look at him over her shoulder and found herself smirking wider, thankfully Damion offered. When he left quickly she stood there gazing at her reflection on her full-sized mirror. Her hair was slightly ruffled giving her the sexy bed head look while the skin on her stomach and part of her cleavage were showing through the leather tightness of the suit. It had been especially for her since she found leather to be easily suited for seducing. Her lips had lost their glossy sheen after all the kissing she had done that night, Damion not being the only one.
Glancing back at the maid's outfits she found herself not wanting to sleep in one of those so she decided she might as well take Damion's offer but she just hoped she could contain her lust in his room. It was usually harder for her in a male's room than her own. Her heels signaled her coming before she even got there. Hesitant, Sher put away her anger and knocked roughly on the door as she leaned against the door frame to wait for him to answer.
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Posted: Fri Apr 09, 2010 8:00 am
Damion had just finished taking his medication when he heard a knock on the door, he assumed that it was Sher and opened the door. Letting her in with a tired, soft smirk. I'll show you where the nightgowns are. They probably won't be as fansy as some of yours might have been, but anything is better than sleeping in leather or some french maids uniforms, right?
Damion lead the way to his closet and opened it to reviel the respectable collection that he had. All lined up, color coded and seperated from male and female. He was in the female's half where he approched a dresser made of white oak. He opened the third draw down and revieled a collection of pj's nighties and nightgowns. Alot of them weren't exactly modest and the fact that he was in a position that he could do this brough an embarassed pink in his cheeks. He imagined that she was looking for something more along the lines of a nightgown, so he left anything that wasn't satin or silk along. Erm... go ahead and take a look, feel free to try a few on if your not sure if they will fit you. You can close this door or use the bathroom if you need to.
It was kind of awkward for him to have a girl in his room, he suddenly became a little paranoid that something in here would give away his deformity or something. Damion retreated to his bed not far off and sat down. He looked up at Sher. By the way, I thought that we weren't going to be taking missions till at least next week. Was tonight just an opertunity or did you and Mr. Deadly change your minds?
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Posted: Fri Apr 09, 2010 4:57 pm
Stepping inside the room she gazed around once and quickly followed him to where he was going to show her the clothing. "I've slept in leather before but I really just want something softer." She insisted although the leather suit was comfortable also, just not as much as she would have pleased. When his closet door opened she examined it carefully, taking in the fact that he had both male and female clothing, in a way she was slightly jealous that he had the ability to play both persons; a trait she found extremely useful. The color in his cheeks suggested that he found it otherwise so she shrugged and didn't mention any of her thoughts. It was best to leave him be as he thought.
When she slipped out of the closet and sat on his bed, Sher didn't bother with closing the door or anything. She was used to changing in front of males and it wasn't like he hadn't seen a woman in her panties and bra before. The leather slipped right off as she pulled short bottoms and a loose-fitting tank top for her top part. Pulling her leather pants off was easy as she revealed her black lace panties before slipping on the short bottoms and listening. As she pulled off the leather top and put on the tank top she answered him, "Actually I lied. We're starting missions already but I wanted to observe how swift you would be to listen to instructions in the split of a second. Thankfully you didn't freeze on me." She muttered as she looked down at what she was wearing and frowned, it wasn't satin but it would have to do for the night.
"Tomorrow you're going to make sure the girl doesn't seem too out place here which means you'll be socializing with her and I'll be interrogating that ... " She trailed off not wanting to curse right now as she stepped out of the closet with the leather clothing in her hand. "Anyway, thanks."
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Posted: Fri Apr 09, 2010 6:01 pm
I see... Damion frowned slightly, so he was on babysitting duty till everything was fufilled and back in place. He closed his eyes for a moment, he was hoping that he would be have some time to go over his books again, not to mention getting some target practice in and what not. How boring. Oh well, if Mr. Deadly wanted to pay him to babysit then he would do it. Damion respectfully looked away while Sher was changing into her pajamas. When she stepped out of the closet he looked back at her. No problem. If you need a little help with the interrogation, then I have something that will react to the endorphines released when the subject lies. Its unbearable agony, from what I understand, it doesn't make anyone tell the truth, but it gives some modivation to not lie.
Damion closed his eyes and leaned his head back. He said nothing about having to babysit the woman, it wasn't his place, thought he would be a better unseen bodyguard than a buddy for her, hell, he didn't even know where everything was in the building yet.
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Posted: Sat Apr 10, 2010 1:24 pm
She was halfway to the door when she spoke to her about helping out with the interrogation. Muffling a chuckle she turned and said, "Maybe we can play good cop, bad cop." Of course she was merely joking, although the idea did attract her a bit, she wouldn't mind being the bad cop and getting her fair share of slapping and other things. When she reached the door she turned around sharply while she spoke in a stern tone, "And don't think I haven't forgiven you for that kiss." With a wave she turned around and made it back to her room. She was greeted with silence as she didn't hear the constant annoyance that was Jack tonight. Instead she was allowed to sleep today without contact, a privilege she had been robbed off for more than a month. She didn't question him as she slipped the covers off her bed, after having locked her room, and climbing into the satin bed. The smooth texture tickled her skin and for a moment she was reminded of what had happened earlier with Damion on her bed. Sher refused to think about that as she turned off her lights with the remote near her bed. As silence enveloped her, she felt her eyes grow heavy with sleep and slowly she drifted into a light slumber.
x-x-x-x-x
His shoes landed with a thud on the top of the desk as he reclined back, his hands on the back of his head. He had obtained some interesting information today that he would later use to his own advantage. Jack chuckled softly to himself in the small enclosed room, the location unknown to everyone but one person and that person was constantly under his watch so he had nothing to fear about; no S.W.A.T. team members coming to get him or other deadly assassins. In fact the only way to get to Jack would have to be Sher...
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Posted: Sat Apr 10, 2010 1:59 pm
... Damion just watched Sher leave, angry about the kiss? Pft! She enjoyed it probably as much or more so that he did. Still, she was right, he shouldn't have done it, and the fact was he forgot his place, hormones or not. Damion locked his door behind Sher and took off his shirt and undid his bindings. He let himself fall onto the bed. He stared at the ceiling, for whatever reason, he wasn't able to keep his mind from wandering all over the place, still stoked from that lustful interlude that he and Sher had. A loophole perhaps, but Jack only said that falling in love was forbidden, lustful acts were not mentioned in the fine print. Actually, he was kind of surprised that Jack hadn't forced them to take a bath together or something... it could be rationalized that if the got use to each other in such a way, it wouldn't jepordise the mission should they run into insodences where clothes were ripped or something. Jack was certainly a strange man in that regard. It sounded like something that he would do to entertain himself, hell, if he was the one that swapped Sher's clothes out then that might not be an unrealistic senario in the future. Damion paled at the thought. He was very much embarassed about his body, and forcing him to show it in such a way would not be all that high on his agenda.
Damion closed his eyes but got little to no sleep. At least he was getting some rest. What happened today played out in his mind and he felt guilty about it, he knew that it was a job, and that was going to be his life from now on, but it did little to replace the feeling in his stomach with something more positive. He was just going to have to get use to it, he supposed. This was his life now; he lived to make sure that his family got the funds they needed to survive, and if he did a good enough job, perhaps even save his sister by giving her the cure for her disease. It was a hard pill to swallow, in order to obtain, something of value had to be lost. His exchange was his humanity, he would probably become a monster in a matter of months, no remorse, no pitty and no fear of death and dying. Humanity was a sacrifice so that one could live on. An innocent life in exchange for a monster. That was fair, right? After all, death is the high cost of living.
((I'm sorry Juliet-chan!! crying Go ahead with your time skip.))
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 3:31 pm
It came to no surprise that Sher felt not guilt nor remorse at what she had done; forced someone to kidnap a girl. Not to mention her future act of torture when she would interrogate the man. Her eyes fluttered open, the light in her room turning on immediately which signaled that Jack was watching and why wouldn't he? She knew that he was waiting to see what she would do with the predicament he had set forth for her. Taking her sweet time rising from bed, Sher stretched and swung her feet out of bed. Her first thought was to wear the suit from last night but Jack had made sure that the only clothing in her room was the maids outfit. Her lips were set in a tight line as she glanced through the various arrangements of lace and silk that were in her closet. It didn't take long for her to feel the need to whine or kill something.
While the anger in her body began to circulate she knew she would have to get him back for this somehow. The moment she thought this, her eyes flickered with satisfaction. There was a particular outfit that wasn't terrible nor was it to her liking, but she would make do for now. The outfit was black and caused her hair and eyes to radiate considerably once it was pulled on, the corset-like top smoothing out her firm figure. When it was on, Sher quickly noticed that it was a considerable amount shorter than what most maid's outfits were, the reason being Sher's legs were definitely her best feature.
Once she was dressed, she let her hair loose, applying the small headpiece to complete the outfit and her maid shoes that were there. At least Jack had taken the time to make sure they were heels and perfectly made just for her. Glancing at herself in the mirror, Sher realized that Jack had made sure she looked stunning in every angle. When the faint beep of the earpiece came on, she heard a faint smug voice say, "Damn, I outdid myself."
"Watch it. It's my body that makes it look so good. Perv." She added the last word under her breath, though she knew he wouldn't miss it.
"You know me so well, baby. But I didn't just come to talk to you about your mouth-watering figure. That man in the room is...." And so he went on and on about the man she was about to go speak to, after breakfast of course. All the while her lips spreading in a smirk as she realized what her assignment was. When he left her alone, she shattered a vase in blind anger. He had left her with a mocking comment about what she was wearing and she knew he would make sure she would never forget that she had lost to Damion.
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 10:10 pm
Damion had awoken a little bit earlier than Sher did, when he woke up he pretty well headed straight for the bathroom to take a nice, hot shower to start off his day. He wondered if Sher was actually made to where what was in her closet today and the other seven days. He hoped for his sake that she wasn't... it could be hazardous to her health. Damion disrobed and stepped into his nice warm shower, he closed his eyes as he let the hot water fall on his body. So... he had to babysit, did he? Maybe a female persona might make the woman feel a little more comfortable. His chest was really getting sore from all this binding too, so as much as it wounded his pride he felt it would be better to adopt a female persona for the day. Maybe it would even things with Sher too? He doubted it but it was worth a try at least. Damion washed his hair and soaped his body, his hair was still gone seeing as he shaved the night before to impersonate the waitress so there was no need to do that.
Once Damion was out of the shower, he went to his closet and pulled out the garments that would be gender appropriate for today. In the end, he chose to were just a corsette for his top and a pair of leather pants. Buckled, mid-bicep high biker gloves were added and matching leather boots that came to her knees finished off the bulk of the look. He put in some small hoop earings and a studded choker before turning to some natural make-up. He tied his hair up into a high pony tail and tied it back with a dark bluye ribbin. Her bangs were shifted over one eye and blue contacts were put in. A little cute, a lot of sexy and some hard core rock and roll. Damion looked over at himself in the mirror, he gave a defeated sigh... he wished that he could do something about this. But at the same time, it was the reason that he was being highered as an assassin, and that money was going to his family. A family that he gave up.
Damion heard the smashing in the room not far off and his shoulders dropped, looks like Sher was on a rampage. He looked over at the kitchenette he hand and then to the door. After a few moments he walked over and opened the door, he hated the way wearing heels made his butt wiggle in a feminine way... but nothing he could do would change that unless he wanted to break his ankles in the process. Damion raised his hand and hesitated before knocking on the door of Shers room. He called out softly: I... um.... was going to make some breakfast... did you want some as well?
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