I won't be long. Please give me approximately 15 to 20 minutes.
[ He'll do his best, though the cafeteria didn't usually provide these kinds of meals, much less the blood types.
It took a while but Reign managed to procur some blood for Diva, and was soon standing in front of her room. He knocked with one hand, the other preoccupied with holding a glass bottle together with wine glasses.
Sorry Diva, no living humans for you to snack on. ]
[And what is Reign going to be greeted with when that door is opened? A beautiful, barefoot girl dressed in a simple white dress with wide blue eyes and all too sharp fangs staring up at him.
[ Reign was very much taken in by such a beautiful sight before him. Eyes so blue and fangs so sharp. He smiled back in return, feeling a tad bit bashful to be standing before a queen.
He gave her a bow, cheeks lightly flushed. ]
Thank you, Queen Diva, though I've to say you're much cuter than I am.
[She may be living in squalor but she's as confident and haughty as ever. Waving him in she moves to get comfortable. The bow pleases her, as does the sight of two glasses and a bottle of blood.]
[ If Diva were to be from Reign's world, she would essentially be either a Blood Lord or high ranking noble. So of course he would treat her respectfully despite her designation as a Submissive. ]
Thank you.
[ He stepped in, the layout of the room a mirror image of his own. Without a proper dining table, he opted for the bedside one. He poured first one glass, then the other, before bringing them over to wherever Diva would be. ]
Here you go, Your Majesty. [ He held the glass out to Diva, taking a sip only after she drank hers. ]
[With not much in the way of furniture, Diva's seated herself on the edge of her bed, legs dangling as she takes the offered glass. She takes a sip, seemingly pleased with the taste. It isn't the best she's had but it'll do.
[ Neither of them had much of a choice in this new world, but they could learn to adapt. Turn it into their advantage. Reign didn't know how yet, though he was willing to try.
He took a seat beside Diva, keeping a polite distance. He didn't drink yet, one index finger toying with the rim of the glass. ]
What you said earlier, do you mean it? Would you punish me? Allow me to... [ He swallowed hard. ] To submit to you?
[ It wouldn't seem right, since Diva was a Submissive like Reign, but he didn't care. What mattered was that she was a vampire, and hopefully willing to fulfill his desires. ]
[It's such a weird thing to ask for and she doesn't entirely get what he's after. If he wants her to hurt him she can do that, if that's what he means by punish.]
If that's what you want. If you want to be my new servant then by all means.
[Regin hasn't sipped at his drink yet but she's finishing hers off, tongue licking around the edge of the glass. No reason to waste a drop, right?]
[ "Servant" was an appropriate term that Reign was looking for. To serve her. Submission to her. There was a nervous excitement building in him, and Reign wondered if what he'll do next was the right thing to do. He didn't know if Diva will even be able to satisfy him sexually, but there always need a first step.
He got up and stood in front of Diva, glass in hand. ] Your Majesty... [ He began, then ever so slowly got down on one knee. But that wasn't the end. He shifted his other leg, now fully kneeling before Diva as he held his own glass up to her in offering. ]
Queen Diva, please take me as your servant. Use me as you see fit. Allow me to serve you. And... [ His cheeks began to turn pink, the tip of his ears as well. ] Please s-s-step on me.
[Your Majesty...Queen Diva...yeah, she's fucking into it. To say she doesn't miss the reverence her Chevalier showed her would be a flat out lie. She does, terribly so, and the way he kneels before her glass in hand...it reminds her of someone she hasn't thought of in awhile.
Poor Grigori...and yet he deserved everything he'd got in the end. She'd stepped on him too, hadn't she? Ground her heel into the side of his face while telling him more or less she was disowning him. Now here she was, being asked to take him on as her servant and willingly step on him. Not what she was expecting but hey, it works for her.
There's a grin from her as she moves to stick a leg out, bare toes finding one of his shoulders as she presses them against it. If she had anymore blood in the glass she'd be swirling it by now.]
[ For half a moment, Reign worried that Diva wasn't into lording over other, but the grin on her face was enough confirmation for Reign.
He let out a soft sound, a gasp, almost, to feel her bare feet on his shoulder, the pressure a comfortable weight. For one so small and petite, Diva clearly had hidden strength within her. ]
Oh~ Thank you, my Queen.
[ He raised the glass higher, using both hands this time. If and once Diva took it from him, Reign with move his hands to her leg, touching her calf in a reverant manner, head turned to press kisses along her soft skin.
Of course, if Reign wasn't supposed to do that, should have seek permission from her instead first, then she was free to punish him as she saw fit. ]
A considerate hum slips her as she leans forward to take the glass from him, wasting no time in drinking from it. She's not expecting him to run his hands up her leg though, let alone kiss the milky white skin of her calf. It gets a raised brow out of her and she raises her foot again in retaliation, digging her toes into the middle of his chest to push him back.]
What are you doing?
[As much as she's into people literally groveling at her feet...this feels a little weird. Don't mind her as she lays her foot flat against him, only to grind her heel forward.]
When Diva moved her foot away, Reign wondered if he'd done something wrong, perhaps offended her. Which turned out to be true when she pushed him back with her foot on his chest. He made a sound of distress, falling back on his ass, one hand behind his back, the other rubbing his neck sheepishly. ]
Urm, I was expressing my thanks and gratitude. Should I not have done that?
[ Even then, Reign relished in the pressure of her heel against his chest, his breath coming out in a huff. ]
[Reign's just going to get a look thrown his way before she's downing the rest of what's in the glass and setting it aside with the first. An instant later and she's hopping off her bed, only to place a foot on Reign's chest and press him back down against the floor. While she may not weigh much the pressure she exerts against him is probably not that pleasant.
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i would probably torture them
and then kill them
but i dont think thats what you want
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How about giving me orders?
Command me as you see fit.
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thats easy
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Very much.
Yes.
[ Oooh... to have one of his wish come true. ]
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okay
fetch me breakfast
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I would need the number of your room.
Oh, do you have a blood type preference?
[ He wouldn't know that Diva could eat normal human food. ]
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i was thinking of sausages but blood is always good
human
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A, B, AB, or O?
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[ He'll do his best, though the cafeteria didn't usually provide these kinds of meals, much less the blood types.
It took a while but Reign managed to procur some blood for Diva, and was soon standing in front of her room. He knocked with one hand, the other preoccupied with holding a glass bottle together with wine glasses.
Sorry Diva, no living humans for you to snack on. ]
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She gives him a smile.]
You're cuter in person.
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He gave her a bow, cheeks lightly flushed. ]
Thank you, Queen Diva, though I've to say you're much cuter than I am.
[ He held up the bottle of blood and glasses. ]
Allow me to serve you.
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[She may be living in squalor but she's as confident and haughty as ever. Waving him in she moves to get comfortable. The bow pleases her, as does the sight of two glasses and a bottle of blood.]
Go on then.
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Thank you.
[ He stepped in, the layout of the room a mirror image of his own. Without a proper dining table, he opted for the bedside one. He poured first one glass, then the other, before bringing them over to wherever Diva would be. ]
Here you go, Your Majesty. [ He held the glass out to Diva, taking a sip only after she drank hers. ]
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She doesn't have the luxury to be too picky.]
Thanks.
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He took a seat beside Diva, keeping a polite distance. He didn't drink yet, one index finger toying with the rim of the glass. ]
What you said earlier, do you mean it? Would you punish me? Allow me to... [ He swallowed hard. ] To submit to you?
[ It wouldn't seem right, since Diva was a Submissive like Reign, but he didn't care. What mattered was that she was a vampire, and hopefully willing to fulfill his desires. ]
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If that's what you want. If you want to be my new servant then by all means.
[Regin hasn't sipped at his drink yet but she's finishing hers off, tongue licking around the edge of the glass. No reason to waste a drop, right?]
Tell me what you want. Be specific.
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He got up and stood in front of Diva, glass in hand. ] Your Majesty... [ He began, then ever so slowly got down on one knee. But that wasn't the end. He shifted his other leg, now fully kneeling before Diva as he held his own glass up to her in offering. ]
Queen Diva, please take me as your servant. Use me as you see fit. Allow me to serve you. And... [ His cheeks began to turn pink, the tip of his ears as well. ] Please s-s-step on me.
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Poor Grigori...and yet he deserved everything he'd got in the end. She'd stepped on him too, hadn't she? Ground her heel into the side of his face while telling him more or less she was disowning him. Now here she was, being asked to take him on as her servant and willingly step on him. Not what she was expecting but hey, it works for her.
There's a grin from her as she moves to stick a leg out, bare toes finding one of his shoulders as she presses them against it. If she had anymore blood in the glass she'd be swirling it by now.]
With pleasure, Reign.
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He let out a soft sound, a gasp, almost, to feel her bare feet on his shoulder, the pressure a comfortable weight. For one so small and petite, Diva clearly had hidden strength within her. ]
Oh~ Thank you, my Queen.
[ He raised the glass higher, using both hands this time. If and once Diva took it from him, Reign with move his hands to her leg, touching her calf in a reverant manner, head turned to press kisses along her soft skin.
Of course, if Reign wasn't supposed to do that, should have seek permission from her instead first, then she was free to punish him as she saw fit. ]
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A considerate hum slips her as she leans forward to take the glass from him, wasting no time in drinking from it. She's not expecting him to run his hands up her leg though, let alone kiss the milky white skin of her calf. It gets a raised brow out of her and she raises her foot again in retaliation, digging her toes into the middle of his chest to push him back.]
What are you doing?
[As much as she's into people literally groveling at her feet...this feels a little weird. Don't mind her as she lays her foot flat against him, only to grind her heel forward.]
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When Diva moved her foot away, Reign wondered if he'd done something wrong, perhaps offended her. Which turned out to be true when she pushed him back with her foot on his chest. He made a sound of distress, falling back on his ass, one hand behind his back, the other rubbing his neck sheepishly. ]
Urm, I was expressing my thanks and gratitude. Should I not have done that?
[ Even then, Reign relished in the pressure of her heel against his chest, his breath coming out in a huff. ]
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Or maybe it is? Who knows.]
Don't be a pervert.
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sorry this took so long weh
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