What do you think you're doing? (Lorelai/Silks staff)

[Cinnamon Cherrywhip]

CC was surprised that the floor didn't have a hole in it, the way Hell had been scrubbing at it. But it seemed that she was finally satisfied that it was clean enough and so got up and headed for the bathroom again to empty out the bucket. As she tipped the water away down the toilet, CC's eyes widened and she stared at what was peeking out from under the short dress. There were perhaps the ugliest shaped and ugliest coloured underwear she'd ever seen before in her life. They were.... peach? Pink? Salmon? Who knew. Some sort of flesh coloured tone that didn't even match her flesh tone. Then they kind of... sagged in the middle at the back. It was as if they kept riding up into her butt crack and having to be grabbed and fished out - and so had totally over stretched. They needed to be binned, and the girl needed to be introduced to the wonders and joy of proper lingerie.

A large part of CC was tempted to release her hold on Leo - she knew he'd stick around anyway, regardless of if he were enthralled or not - and take this one under her tutelage. It wouldn't be like her first thrall..... whose name she couldn't remember for the life of her now. That woman had needed to be punished, as she'd picketed the club with her little band of religious fanatics going on about the den of iniquity and the sinners inside. CC had enthralled her, given her a stripper name, made her wear stripper clothes instead of her long sleeve, high neck, low hem, drab colour ****. She'd made her strip and dance on a pole. She'd made her lose her virginity and sell her body that had been saved for marriage. She'd beaten and tortured her, and she'd made her shoot and injure others. Then, once she was properly ruined and every sin had been committed that she could think of - she'd released her back into the city. But that wasn't what she was thinking about for Hell. She was thinking more.... pet? Protege? Trainee? Work in progress? Pupil? Something like that.

She'd finally taken some food and drink from the tray, and it strangely made CC smile. However, the reaction on her face didn't seem to say that she'd enjoyed it very much, even if she was staring at the food still. She reached forwards and gently pushed the food closer and even smiled at her.

"Please. Eat. And if you don't like that drink, try another. Ginger sent a whole shitload of a variety up."

She just looked at the girl and then waited for her to either eat or drink something, all while contemplating how to answer the question. She was silent as she stared at her, waiting, thinking, considering it all. She sighed and looked down at her shorts, picking at the hem and then shrugged her shoulders.

"**** knows."

And it was true, she really didn't know. Part of her wondered if it was left over from Christmas, and what she'd been through then. But then, she'd been on the end of so much before - why would this one be affecting her? Probably cause she was a vampire - she determined - and an emotional one at that! However, that was the only answer Hell was getting for now. At least until she got her own head around it all - or she killed her or enthralled her. Whichever came first.

[Lorelai]

CC was quiet and Lorelai couldn't work out what it was that was unnerving her more, this or the ambient noise from the rooms about them. A small shiver ran down her back and she tried not to think of it. There was a reason she'd not wanted to come into the building and now somehow here she was, trapped amongst what she considered to be the biggest perverts in the city. It was odd that she didn't want to be around such things, not because she was prudish but rather because she'd of had less issue knowing she was talking to a vampire, than talking to a stripper. Vampires were still (as far as she was concerned) one of nature’s creatures and she didn't believe that they were all as bloodthirsty as the histories she'd read depicted. Like humans, she considered you had the best and the worst of them and that the bad few were the ones responsible for giving their species such a bad reputation. Not that Lorelai knew CC was a vampire, she was still wondering if she was a paladin, or at least that thought was creeping back into her mind now that her nerves had settled.

She took a few chips, eating them as quietly as she could; not that that was a major issue what with how greasy they were. She wasn't entirely used to fried food, and yet it wasn't a complete stranger to her either. Her family had tried to live of the land when they could and only put into their bodies that which was good for them. Fried food was something they saved for certain celebrations, mainly birthdays and only then if the person whose birthday it was requested it. This was another reason the drinks had confused her as she was far more used to drinking water and so all the drinks that bubbled seemed almost threatening to her.

"Would you..." she began before cutting herself off. She couldn't ask that question and so she gave a small cough and tried to change the subject. "I'm sorry. That would be rude of me. I'm very appreciative for all that you have done but..." Again she paused. Was this question any more suitable? Perhaps not but she had to ask it nonetheless. "I don't suppose you could tell me what it is you plan to... do with me?"

She should have continued but instead she paused and waited, nervous for the reply. The woman could still call the authorities if she wanted too and Lorelai wouldn't have blamed her if she did. There was the possibility of physical violence too, though that seemed far less likely as she was encouraging her to eat and drink. It was as she thought this that she picked up her glass and persevered with the unfamiliar concoction it contained. She raised the glass to her lips, her hand now steady and sipped again. The liquid had a strange warmth to it and while she wasn't sure if she liked it, she didn't want to judge it in that moment as she was sure that her stomach acid was affecting the taste of it, as her throat still hurt a little. From somewhere deep inside she managed to find the courage to look into CC's face, the face of the woman that could be deciding her fate in that moment. She couldn't decide what colour the woman's eyes were, she'd never seen anything like them. Despite the fact they looked to be a sort of hazel colour, there was a blue-ish tint to them too. It was when she realised she was staring that she quickly averted her eyes, dropping them to her glass and telling herself that the level of lighting in the room was making it impossible to discern what colour CC's iris were.

[Cinnamon Cherrywhip]

She just threw her hands in the air, blew air through her lips to make them flap in a 'pfffft' style, and fell backwards in her seat - all while bringing her feet up onto the desk again and leaving her shoes behind on the floor.

"**** knows. Like. Seriously. **** knows. And I sure as ****, wish **** would tell me!"

She was exasperated with herself and the whole situation as she sat there and stared back at the girl who seemed to be studying her as hard as she was studying the other. It was almost as if they were in a staring competition, one that CC won as 'ell turned away first to stare at her glass. However, there had been an initial question that had been abandoned, and CC wanted to hear it.

"What was it you were going to ask first? You should ask it."

She said firmly, nodding her head as she waited for the answer and tacking on the end...

"Also, what do you think I should do with you? Cause there's a load of ******* ideas in my head and I've no idea which I'm going to go with. So tell me. What do you ******* think?"

Her arms folded across her bare stomach and she continued to stare, waiting, and hoping the answer would help her find her way out of the..... emotions, she was having.

[Lorelai]

Lorelai's head snapped up sharply as CC asked her for her opinion on what she should do with her.

Is she really asking me that? What do I say? Let me go? Can I keep my things? If I don't I'll have to go and find money in someone elses pocket or I won't be able to afford my room again tomorrow.

A soft sigh escaped her lips and she finally settled into one of the chairs after standing next to the table for so long. Sitting down though didn't afford her the same view of her captor and that made her lips twitch, as she began to wonder if the woman always wore so little or if this was just what she was expected to wear while "at work."

"Honestly? If I were you. I'd make me promise never to steal from your patrons again and not to come back unless I was planning to enjoy the... facilities." The last word was said with uncertainty and sounded almost as if she were questioning what she'd said. "I would probably keep the phone and the ring and give them to the authorities saying that they had been left downstairs and then... well, in the in case of the money I would have had you explain already why you were stealing and so would probably allow you to keep it. It would be quite difficult to find the rightful owner of the paper anyway."

Lorelai nodded and then tilted the glass in CCs direction, feeling a new level of confidence in this odd situation.

"And I was going to ask if you'd mind terribly if I were to empty the contents of this glass into the basin in the bathroom and perhaps fill it with water. I'm not used to drinking..." she swirled it and looked down at it again briefly, "whatever it is you call this."

[Cinnamon Cherrywhip]

So, there was a bit of a backbone hidden under the frail exterior.... and she wondered if perhaps the alcohol was affecting the girl - especially if she wasn't a big drinker.

"Mmm, nice!"

she purred ever so softly, looking the woman over once more and lingering on her legs for a moment before coming back to her face.

"See now, I don't ******* know you - so your word and promise doesn't mean jack **** to me. Feel free to get the water, but it doesn't taste great. The fuzzy naval is much better than the water, though Ginger does mix them strong."

Chuckles and gets up, walking around the desk to lean against it and look down on the girl - but only while she was sitting. As soon as the girl stood up - she'd be taller than CC.

"So, what part of the 'facilities' might you like to make use of then?"

She'd turned on the flirt and she was thinking of the business and her profits, as it was the default setting for her and one she felt most comfortable with - unlike through the rest of this conversation. If she turned the girl into a client, then that would be worth it. Right? She stepped a little closer until her leg touched the girls and rubbed softly - though seemingly accidental. She reached down and caressed the girl's face, teasing her hair just behind her ear with a soft smile.

[Lorelai]

Her words confused her, as she'd asked what she'd do and she'd explained. Were the people in this city not of their word? She didn't like the thought of that but then it still hadn't dawned on her than she'd been in the place less than forty-eight hours and was already a criminal.

What was nice? What was she talking about? The drink? My idea? No it can't be my idea as she rebuked that.

Her thoughts faded as the female rounded the desk and stood before her. She wasn't accustomed to sizing people up and so hadn't noticed that if she stood up right there and then that she'd actually be the taller of the two.

What's she doing? Why's she touching me?

Lorelai pushed herself into the back of the chair. This woman was awfully familiar for someone she'd just met and while she was used to people being friendly, there was a strange rush of something physical inside of her that had screaming that something was wrong.

"Fuzzy what? Facilities? Me? Oh no. While quite...lively, your place is. Return I would not. Shall not. Promise you that I can. I have no reason to come through the doors. I wasn't... I didn't... I was going to leave when I was caught."

The words rushed out of her, the uncertainty and fear quite evident. The fear however wasn't what it was before, she wasn't expecting CC to strike her across the face or anything of that sort. She was fearing CC's charms, as she'd watched the way she'd handled some of the men outside the club and subconsciously knew that the woman was working her too. Truth was, this realisation was so deep inside of her, so instinctual, that she really had no idea what to expect from the woman.

"I'd like to get some water now," she whispered. "If you'd be so kind as to move?"

The woman smelt great, there was no denying that. She hadn't noticed this before, but with her standing so close and leaning in the way she was, there was no escaping that fact now. Lorelai wasn't sure where to look either. Looking in her eyes seemed a little too personal at this distant and staring directly ahead wasn't an option either as CC had her "assets" on display. Finally, seeing no other socially acceptable option, she closed them and waited to feel CC move away from her.

[Cinnamon Cherrywhip]

"Fuzzy Navel"

She repeated, nodding at the drink as the woman rambled on with nerves. There were plenty of people who came to the club, all full of themselves and giving it laldy. But as soon as they were put on the spot like this - crumbled and rambled and suddenly became unsure of themselves. It always entertained CC to see how each person acted and how they changed from one situation to the next.

There was something in the air that was quite heady though, and CC could only guess that it was coming off the girl in front of her. Some sort of herb or perfume or something - it had to be as it wasn't something she'd ever sensed or experienced before. Her finger ran down over the girl's cheek and CC watched as 'Elle closed her eyes. The finger continued down and under 'Elle's chin and gently lifted it up, while lowering her own head and kissing the girl's lips ever so softly and tenderly. She just wanted a taste of this girl, and the kiss was the beginning, the entrée as it were - because the 'scent' in the air was driving her forwards and making her salivate and want so much more.

As suddenly as the lingering kiss had happened, she stepped aside to give her space to get to the bathroom. A smirk played on CC's lips as she watched the girl intently and her tongue moved over her own lips to enjoy the sensation and the taste she'd had - looking forward to the 'main course' ever so much!

[Lorelai]

She shouldn't have closed her eyes but she didn't know that till it was too late and CC's lips were on hers. Panic and whole host of other more complicated emotions ran through her body at this point and as soon as CC pulled back from her, Lorelai was on her feet and heading for the bathroom. She closed the door a little too quickly behind her practically slamming it shut before leaning her back against it. One had was on the doorknob, the other tight around the glass that was now being held to her chest as Lorelai's breathing panted its way from her body.

What in the world is going on? Why did she do that?

She took a large swig of the drink in her hand before she realised why she'd gone into the bathroom in the first pace and her whole body shivered from the warmth of the liquor. Dumping it out into the sink in a rather abrupt manner, Lorelai found herself standing before the mirror. With the fingertips of her left hand she touched at her lips. The female's kiss had been cool but not unpleasant. Rehearsed maybe? It couldn't be genuine. She'd kiss anyone Lorelai already knew that and she'd known her less than an hour. She found herself playing with her hair that she was now shaking loose, untying it one handed, the empty glass in her right hand.

"You should have stayed at home. You weren't ready for this. You should have listened to Petal. She knows you. She knew you couldn't do this."

She was talking to her reflection but knew she couldn't stay in there all night. Or could she? She looked to the door but it had no lock. There was no other way out of this building that she'd noticed and even if she could get downstairs would the bouncers even let her passed without CC to say it was okay?

Perhaps they won't recognise me? I wasn't wearing this when I came in. Though if I go outside in this I'll freeze to death before I make it back to my room.

With a heavy sigh she filled the glass with water, gulped some down and then began to rinse and spit before filling the glass again. She knew she had to go back outside and that she couldn't put it off much longer but first... She placed the glass on the small ledge next to the array of toys and pulled at the dress, pulling it down too far, before hiking it back up. It didn't feel right, she felt exposed. The hair will help, she told herself as she ran her hands through it and loosened it a little, letting it fall either side of her face. Taking a deep cleansing breath, she breathed out slowly, picked up the glass and walked back into the room to take her seat once more. Her plan being to pretend the kiss never happened.

[Cinnamon Cherrywhip]

Yes, she enjoyed the taste of the girl very much and didn't stop her as she all but ran for the bathroom. Instead, she just stepped languidly over to the doorway and stood beside it, leaning against the wall. She could hear all manner of things going on on the other side of the door, including 'Ell talking to herself and telling herself she should have stayed at home. It was all very interesting, the whole situation, but none of it made CC stop and think that maybe there was something wrong here. She was far too..... obsessed with the girl's scent and the tiny taste of her she'd had.

CC had tasted so many people in SO many ways, but none of them had intrigued her like this one had. There was something different about her - and her senses were trying to tell her that this was a sorcerer. However, she'd never met another sorcerer and she'd not even heard of one before. Paladins and Blood Thieves - yes. But Sorcerers - Not a peep. Whatever it was that made Lorelai a sorcerer, was talking to CC and driving her insane to have it, keep it, make it hers. She wondered if there was a way to bottle the scent and the taste, or if she'd have to simply keep the girl locked up forever to keep her as HERS. It was settled - in CC's mind at least - Lorelai was now her property to keep and use however she saw fit, regardless as to how Lorelai felt on the matter. However, first things first - she needed to taste her properly. Just to make sure it really was as good as the scent promised.

The girl walked out of the bathroom towards her chair, and CC was immediately right behind her, stalking her prey. A couple of steps and the distance was closed between them and CC's arms wrapped around the slight body that was taller than her own - and yet so much more fragile. She didn't pay attention to anything the girl might have done at this invasion of her space and it was as if she'd developed tunnel vision and was on a mission that nothing could turn her from. Fingers caressed 'Elle's torso, pulling her back and into CC, while her lips found her shoulder and began to kiss it softly after pulling the kimono aside to reveal the bare flesh beneath. Little kisses ran up and down her shoulder and neck for a couple of moments as one hand released her and lifted to brush her hair aside before returning to it's original position.

The way was clear, the skin was unblemished and perfect, her scent was strong and CC felt like she was on cloud 9. Her mouth opened and her fangs extended before ever so slowly burying themselves into that pure flesh and letting her blood spill out and onto her tongue. The taste.... oh god..... the taste. It was better than anything she'd ever experienced before. Her eyes widened as if she'd just taken the best drug ever, and a shuddering moan rumbled in her throat. She felt her legs wobble and her knees go weak as the blood coated her tongue and slid so smoothly down her throat. Yes, this girl was her property now - and there was no way anyone else was going to be tasting her or experiencing her.

[Lorelai]

CC was behind her and before Lorelai had any time to react her arms were around her. She was frozen in fear, unable to move or even make a sound. The embrace felt gentle, affectionate even but while her limbs wouldn't move her mind was racing and Lorelai knew what it was, rehearsed. This was what the woman did, she lured people in but knowing that didn't help her at all. The kisses along her shoulder were pleasant, and Lorelai could have almost enjoyed them if something deep inside her wasn't telling her that this was wrong. Something was wrong. She might have guessed at what it was if this had happened on the street. But here, in this place, it seemed like perfectly normal behaviour. The fangs in her neck came as a surprise and it was then and only then that her body reacted, only she didn't fight or struggle as one might expect, her body relaxed in the woman's arms and she practically melted into her.

So this is what they warned me about. Strange, it doesn't hurt at all. I thought it would. This feels like... like...

There was nothing to compare it too. The fact was the initial bite had hurt, it had stung even but then it stopped as her body was flooded with adrenaline once more. She'd of been telling herself to keep calm, to not move and to hope that the creature would leave her alive but the embrace wasn't threatening and so those thoughts never surfaced. Instead, eyes closed she began to wonder if all vampires had this energy and if she'd know another if they saw.

The tattoos were misleading. I can't make that mistake again. I wonder if she'll ever stop? She has to stop. Please god make her stop. No. Not stop. Never stop. But...

She was distracted again, her mind racing. The vampire likely hadn't been holding her long and yet it felt like forever. She didn't fear death, not really. She'd accepted the very real possibility that walking this path could get her killed before coming here and yet still this seemed too soon. Enraptured as she was, she wanted to live and so she vocalised this desire in a soft, murmur.

"CC?" she whispered. "Please don't kill me."