Gifts Who: Lex and Domina When: Mid/Late Evening - post announcement Where: The party
Domina was finding the party to be all sorts of unexpected hilarity. Though starting the evening initially peeved to have to intro the new man-ho, watching his interactions had proven thoroughly amusing, and she'd met Katie - who she had high expectations for. The dinner portion had been mostly a bore, having to sit with her family and all the 'victims', who looked about as out of place here as she would have looked walking into Sunday mass wearing her best french lingerie. But the dinner was over, and thank whatever god would take up with someone like Domina for that.
To her surprise, earlier in the evening she had spotted Lex. While she had invited him, she hadn't initially had the impression he'd actually go. Finally she made her way over to him. He cleaned up so well, it was almost a shame he wasn't one of her whores. He would have been such a pretty one! "Fancy seeing you here," she said, after sauntering on over. "Enjoying yourself?"
For the most party Lex stayed low key during the party. He was by no means happy to be there and would have been much more comfortable lingering in the shadows of the streets, but Domina had invited him, and seeing that Daddy dearest was keeping his funds quite plentiful, he figures it would be a slap in the face if he said 'fuck this noise' and never showed up. And surprisingly enough, he did clean up well; hair slicked back and out of his face while wearing an all black suit. Granted the tie was loosened at that point in the evening along with the top few buttons undone, but who was keeping track?
Upon hearing Domina's voice, the vampire perked up, almost startled at first. The day he didn't jump from an abrupt sound was the day hell froze over as well. He let his icy eyes look her over slowly - well damn, she cleaned up well, too. Too bad he had to be nice to her and was working for her. "Hardly." Lex remarked while taking a few steps towards her. "Mortal affairs are rather tedious for the likes of my kind, though I'll suck it up for the time being. And yourself? You're definitely dressed for attention, I'd be surprised if you weren't receiving any."
Domina smiled brightly, grabbing a champagne glass from a passing waiter before shooing him off on his way. Yes, she was underage, no, at this point she didn't care who saw. "I always get lots of that," she confirmed. "I'm getting all kinds of things these days. Including a siren and a meerkat," she went on, lowering her voice on that last part before sipping her champagne. "I'm afraid I was in New York when you left your little note. It seems you were busy."
"Quite so." Lex glared the waiter down when they had the audacity to offer him some champagne. Screw keeping up appearances, he was not drinking that shit. "For the most part everything is stocked up, give or take a few small things." Mainly the fire elemental blood, but who was keep count? "I hope you enjoy your new toys, they were quite pleasurable to obtain." And with that said, Lex smirked a bit, showing off his fangs for a moment. He truly loved hunting down the two women, especially the siren. She made for a great chase that Lex hadn't experienced in a while. "Feel free to do whatever you please with them."
"Oh don't worry, I will. I'm sure Tristan has seen to their care, I haven't been able to look in on them yet," Domina confirmed. They already had a siren - and a damn amazing one, at that - in Elena, so the one Lex brought her would probably be her own little magical blood bank for a while. Which suited her quite well. Siren blood was perfect for sex magic, and the thought had her grinning almost wickedly. "The meerkat, though... where in the hell did you find a meerkat? This isn't goddamned Zimbabwe."
Lex was starting to wonder that himself. How the hell did he come across a were like that? Shrugging his shoulders, Lex let out an apathetic sigh. "Technically, at a bar, which was not in Zimbabwe, was actually fifteen minutes from here if you run. Though honestly, does it matter? I'm sure someone will love to have fun with her." Yeah, the type who jacked off to furry porn on the internet.
That was kind of where Domina's line of thought was going. "A fucking meerkat," she mumbled. "What kind of person becomes a meerkat? I would kill myself. Truly." Another sip of her glass, and a fake, plastered smile as she waved at a passing couple. "Mr. and Mrs. Chesterfield, have you spoken to my mother yet? Oh, she'll be so thrilled." Smile smile, wave them on. As soon as they were out of earshot. "A fucking meerkat. Still haven't figured out what I'm going to do with that. Not sure I want to know what kind of self-respecting vampire would fuck a meerkat. Would you fuck a meerkat?"
When the couple strolled by, Lex did his best to look mildly interested at best, then dipped back into his apathetic state while looking to Domina. "I wouldn't mind." Wait, shit. No, that sounded horrible. Closing his eyes and cursing under his breath, he fluttered his eyes back open and tried to reword that last bit better. "Not as a meerkat, per say, but she was rather lovely. So I'd do that... minus... the meerkat part." Great, now Domina was going to think he was some freak, vampirism aside and all.
Considering where they were, Domina actually politely covered her laughter with her hand. Had they been in Ad Gustum, she would have thrown her head back and laughed wildly. "How lovely can a meerkat be?" Domina wondered, rolling her eyes. She shrugged. "Well she better pray she's fuckable, or I'll put her ass in hula gear and make her dance to the Lion King soundtrack on the internet. She'll make herself useful, one way or another."
"I bloody sure hope so, she wasn't the easiest one to catch." He couldn't exactly unsheathe a pair of daggers and attack her in the middle of a bar. Ok, he could, but that wasn't going to look so great on the front page of the newspaper the next day. Not to mention he was sure that Domina would have been pissed about not being so discrete about it. "Not like I knew she was a meerkat. A were, for sure, but she didn't smell like a wolf or feline." Lex rolled his eyes at the thought, slowly bringing them back to Domina. "Do as you like with her. Whore, blood slave, internet star, or all of the above. Don't entirely care."
Domina smiled brightly at him. "Good boy," she said, expression blending into a smirk. "Of course I'm sure they're quite angry by now... they've been in a warded room since you put them in there. I don't know if Tristan's done anymore than make sure they're fed. Tomorrow I'll have to see that they're properly spelled before we consider using them. I may need you for that, the ritual's a bit bloody and they won't care for it at all."
At the mention of there being a spell, the vampire's eyes widened. He knew Domina meant it for the slaves, but he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable around magic. As long as it wasn't aimed towards him, he would be fine. Oh god, he sure as hell hoped Domina knew what she was doing or else Lex was going to be screaming and crying in agony like a two-year-old. "I'm always at your service, love, you should know that." He sneered at Domina, trying to relax the stare in his eyes. "Tell me when and I'll be there to make sure the wenches know their place."
Domina grinned widely. "Such a good boy," she said, chuckling softly. "I'll have them shackled to the wall of course, but I'll be cutting briefly into rather horrifying places. There's going to be a lot of struggling, so I would appreciate your service there." She really was growing to just adore having Lex at her disposal. Why hadn't she taken on a personal hunter years ago?
Funny how that worked, because there was Lex trying hard not to smacking a hand against his face. The whole 'good boy!' comments were beginning to grate on his nerves. He wasn't some mop dog puppy wagging his tail around for her. Actually, he was more like a cat who merely sat there and was thoroughly unamused. Then again, he was being paid to put up with her antics, so he would remain fiercely loyal to Domina until said money ran out. So until then, he had to ignore the fact he wanted to choke her to death, amongst other things. "Perfect. Done and done as always. Will that be all for the time being or do you have other plans in mind, like dressing the slaves in skirts or whatever you said." Like he was keeping track.
Domina rolled her eyes. "So testy," she sighed. "No, I suppose that's it. Job well done and all. I'll do an inventory later in the week and let you know if we need anything else. Until then... try to enjoy yourself some, hm?" She winked at him and scanned the room for her next target. "Honestly. It's a party, not a firing squad."
Lex was actually thinking more along the lines of a torture room, seeing a firing squad would end the misery eventually, but whatever worked. He cocked a brow up at Domina when she... winked? Now that was definitely not for keeping up appearances. Smirking slightly to her, he nodded his head. "If you say so, love. Best be on your way and make the rounds, no? Show off more of that lovely dress of yours." Yeah, dress. That was it. Right.
"People better not be looking at the dress," Domina murmured, lightly toying with the beading on the bodice for a brief moment. "That would mean I'm doing it wrong. And I am never wrong." The sooner the world understood and accepted that, the easier it would be for all involved.
Oh, you fucking tease. That definitely grabbed Lex's attention, and he wasn't staring at her dress, that was for sure. Running his tongue over his lower lip briskly, his eyes eventually shot back up to hers. "I have no doubt that you'd ever be doing something like that wrong. And even then, more the boys' faults, really. Don't know something good if it whacked them in the face, I suppose." And with all the young teenagers running around, it didn't phase Lex that they either a) didn't give a crap or b) didn't know what the hell to do because holy crap boobs.
Domina was greatly pleased with his reaction. See, there are interesting things inside this party! Of course she believed she was more than enough to be worth sticking around for. "Boys wouldn't know what to do with someone like me if they had the chance. Which is precisely why I don't waste my time on them." In high school she'd been more interested in her teachers, though she'd dated other boys - for the sake of her status as queen fucking bee of that school, of course. It had all been superficial, and on the weekends she was out with men who could better appreciate her.
"Well then, you're a woman of good taste." Boys never knew what to do with a beautiful creature like herself. They always let a good opportunity go to waste. "Hopefully you can find something to satisfy your cravings amongst all the teenaged brats." Lex cocked his head to the side, looking over Domina once more. "Hell, you probably have most of the fathers being smacked upside their heads by the misses." And if Lex was in that position, he would smack them right back. Thank god he went stag.
Goodness, he was laying it on thick. This was rather amusing. If Daddy only knew what he had given her. She just might have to fuck him someday. He was so pretty, and Domina loved vampires. If he kept up with her blood demands like he had been, that would just seal the deal. But not tonight. Her brain was far too dedicated to her slew of projects. "I like to leave an impression," she confirmed with a grin. "And what of your cravings? I can't imagine someone like you mainstreaming and living off of what the bloodbanks give you."
Lex let out a thoroughly amused laugh at that statement. Oh god, the day he would use a bloodbank was a sign of the apocalypse. Lex almost preferred the concept of starving to death than going the easy way to receive blood. "I'm as not mainstream as they come, love," he reassured her once the laughter died down. "I get what I can take and if that means sinking my fangs into something that's too big for me to chew, then so be it." Domina could take that as she wanted to, seeing Lex was covering a variety of topics with a comment like that. At least he was honest.
"Oh?" Domina asked, an eyebrow raised. That seemed to be a broad statement. "When we first met you seemed rather sure of yourself. No task too big and all that," she went on, before slowly sipping her drink again. "You don't strike me as the type who gets in over their head very often." I can fix that. Oh hell, can I.
"There isn't any task too big, love. Never will be." Lex smirked with his head tilted back. Oh yeah, he was definitely in over his head 24/7, he just didn't admit to it. "Besides, if there was, I wouldn't be standing here, right?" For the exception of the massive curse running up his body, he had a point. As long as he was still standing in the end that was all that mattered. Lex was a persistent bastard and he loved living up to that expectation. "You just tell me to jump, and all I ask is how high."
Domina grinned widely as she took another sip from her glass. This was quite possibly the best thing ever. They would do such beautiful, fucked up things together - which was what Domina lived for, of course. He was easily one of the best things her daddy had ever given her.