It had been a relatively busy day. Getting all of the formalities out of the way had taken up most of the morning, and her unpacking was lasting later into the evening than she wanted. Her computer was the first thing she unpacked, then her clothes and bathroom things. Well, her laptop anyway. Meike had both a desktop and a laptop. Most people didn't realize, or care, but laptops were not meant for 24/7 use. They didn't like it, and the blond liked keeping her machines happy.
Having worked up a sweat, she had changed from her formal attire to sleek, dark wash denim trousers and a simple white tank top. Shoeless only in her own home, her short stature was quite apparent. For now, her hair was loosely tied back to keep it out of her face. Typically, this was as dressed down as she got. It wasn't so much because she was a Miss Priss - she loved working on cars - but because she didn't see any reason to not always present herself in the best way possible.
She was in the middle of unpacking her decorative treasures when there was a knock on the door. Brightly colored suncatcher in one hand, she answered the door and smiled. "Aden. I'm pleased to see you. Please, come in," she invited warmly. Setting the suncatcher down, she explained, "I'd be more hospitable, but most of my things aren't unpacked yet." Luckily, the school kept the apartments furnished, so really, she only needed to add her own personal touches. But she did have a lot of stuff. Fortunately, there had been room in the school garage for her tools and such, but her electronics materials were too sensitive to be left in the garage. Apparently, the study would be useful after all. Already she knew she'd need to find a pet. This place was much too big for one person.
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"I had assumed they weren't," Aden said with a smile as he walked through the door, "which is why I brought these." In one hand was a picnic basket filled with various foods and a bottle full of wine, and in the other a bag which contained a gift wrapped in a simple yet expensive looking cream paper. His eyes were green at the moment, a dazzling emerald that accented his smile perfectly. He radiated an aura of comfort at the moment, adding to his simple charm.
"That is for you my lovely." He said, giving her a kiss on the cheek and a slight shock of pleasure. "How do you enjoy your new home? Someone will be here in the morning to help you unpack if you'd like to relax." He handed her the gift, a PDA so powerful it had cost him a few thousand to acquire. "The government doesn't even have that yet." He said with a wink, spreading out the blanket he had brought with him. "I know there are other places to eat, but this is infinitely more fun." The basket held chocolate covered strawberries, two sandwiches, and caviar as well as crackers.
"I hope you like these, or else we're going to have to order take out Chinese." His smile was devilishly wicked right before he took a bite out of a chocolate covered strawberry.
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Frankly, Meike was easily won by flattery and gifts. It stroked her ego, and she enjoyed being the center of attention. Of course, it didn't win her trust, so much as temporary compliance. And Aden damn well knew that. It didn't hurt that he was handsome and charming. A delighted smile lit up her face as she took the gift bag and plopped herself on the nearest box to open it. The kiss was nice, but the sudden flutter in her tummy made her blush slightly. It wasn't embarrassment so much as surprise. Really now, as much as she dug the thought of banging her boss, she really needed to behave with more dignity than a silly schoolgirl. Upon opening the impressive gift, the blond couldn't help but give a slight squeal of delight. She very nearly threw her arms around the man and hugged him. Instead, she turned it on and started running through its capabilities. "You really know how to get a girl all excited. Just the right kind of... toys," she teased. She had no delusions that Aden was taking an actual interest in her. However, she was using him as much he was using her. Her apparent standing with him would boost her reputation in the circles that mattered, and so his fawning over her, however superficial, would do just fine.
"What sane woman do you know refuses chocolate? Or this kind of pampering?" Seating herself on the blanket, she opened her mouth for a taste. She might be playing a bit forward, but he seemed to be making all the right moves, and she had no problem with that.
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He smiled at her delight. Women, so easy to manipulate. You couldn't charm men with chocolates, pleasure, and simple kisses... or at least not most men. He had met a few who were more susceptible than women, and frankly he was amused. "I was told that would become your best friend within a few minutes, and knowing you I don't doubt it." He gave her a wink, and proceeded to take out another strawberry. Her lust was an amusing distraction, fun to nurture and feed. He added a bit of lust into his aura of comfort, and fed her a strawberry with nimble fingers, wiping a bit of juice from the corner of her mouth. Sending her a shock of pleasure each time his fingers touched her skin.
Aden was used to being swooned over. He turned grown women into schoolchildren on a daily basis, and he had it down to a perfected art. "What saddens me, is such a beautiful lady considers this pampering."
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Meike would have begged to differ. Men were quite pliable to pleasure. She had personal experience. And the one key difference with her and other women was that she knew she was being manipulated and used. She knew she was easily discarded, as a woman anyway. Hence her determination to make herself useful as an employee. The only way to stick around in the world was to have a use. "Oh yes. Her name is Hera. Because she's a jealous bitch, and she's totally in charge." She kept the PDA out and checked it now and then. She didn't actually need to see the screen to know what it was doing, but sometimes she wanted to just look at it. To really get into it, she'd have to take it apart and study it, but basic programs like screensavers, etc., were fairly uncomplicated.
The chocolate strawberry was delicious, and she made soft sounds of pleasure, but then each of his light touches made her stomach flutter, and she made a soft gasp. Was he screwing with her? She knew he could manipulate emotions. If he was, he was playing with fire. She may just jump him. It would be totally unprofessional, but Meike was beginning to not care. Usually she tried to maintain a professional appearance, but if anything, <i>he<i> was being unprofessional, and it would serve him right.
"Now you're just trying to flatter me," she offered with a shocked look. But then she flashed him a brilliant smile. "Do keep at it. It's making such a wonderful evening." At this point, she wondered how difficult it would be to get the man in bed. He might be a tease, and it might be difficult to actually close the deal. But she loved the challenge. In fact, part of the attraction was the challenge of the conquest - getting her superior in bed. Most of her motivation in life came from defeating a challenge. It was why she hacked, why she drove, why she did almost anything.
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"Oh?" He said chuckling with amusement. "I was not aware machines had names. Thank you for informing me." As amusing as it was, he was half serious, and he wondered what the name of all his electronics were. "I'm glad she's in charge though, wouldn't want her to be outdone by some teenager's macbook."
He smiled at her doubt, and smiled again as he gently soothed it. As an empath, he was used to people doubting their own emotions, and he had long ago learned to sooth them with minimal effort. He was enjoying the sounds she was making, similar to others but still rater exciting. Her lust was flattering, her pleasure fufilling, and her surprise was thrilling. He wasn't sure if it was right to push these boundaries, but at the moment he really didn't care much.
"Only trying eh? I must not be very good at this then." His chuckle was contagious because he chose it to be, and his emerald green eyes took a slightly blue ting. "I'm glad you're having a good evening. Couldn't have your first night at your new school be anything but." At this point, he didn't need to be an empath to know how she was feeling, and could most likely guess what she was thinking.
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"Of course they do. It's bad luck to drive a car without giving it a name. Really." Meike even had a few other superstitions, but they wouldn't help him. Her fuzzy purple dice were sitting in her car right now - she refused to drive any vehicle that had a rear view without those dice. "Please, Hera eats MacBooks for breakfast. And she's so much sexier," she grinned, holding it up Vanna White style.
"Oh, you're very good. It just takes a good deal to get <i>me</i> to surrender. I've been told I'm stubborn," she winked, and then chuckled with him. He'd been the one who'd told her she was stubborn. Or at least, one of his other employees had delivered such a message. Their negotiations had taken some time. Gifts were nice, but really, they did little for her. She needed something that would hold her interest for a while. Convincing her to take on a career as dull as <i>librarian</i> required the promise, and some show of commitment to fulfilling that promise, of something much more exciting and intriguing. So far, Aden had followed through. "Oh, this really is much better than what I'd originally planned. Unpacking and then heading to the caf to see what was left over from dinner. This is much more appetizing..." she smiled, picking up a strawberry for him and holding it delicately between her fingers.
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"I see." The smile on his face was that of a parent entertaining the wild notions of a child. "Then your first assignment shall be to name my cars...it should be quite an assignment." Aden too had a few superstitions, or so said the silver crucifix around his neck. "Nice to meet you Hera. I assume this is her brother?" In his hand was the same PDA he had given her, just as powerful and 'shiny'. "What is his name?" He figured this would go on nearly indefinitely, so he might as well go along with it.
"You obviouslly haven't researched my family enough love, we invented the word stubborn. You were just a bit more difficult than most, but then again most things worth having are hard to get." He could have sped up their negotiations rather quickly if he chsose to, but why bother manipulating a person magically when you could do without? Afterall, trust was always the most difficult thing to earn back after losing it.
"The cafeteria?" He said, scoffing at the very idea. "If you've lowered yourself to that rank already, then I'm afraid there is nothing I can do for you." He was only half kidding, and his despise for 'the caf' was evident. He was smiling as he bit into the chocolate of the strawberry, and amusement filled his eyes as a tray finger touched his lips and a rather large dose of pleasure was sent to Meike. Afterall, what was life without a bit of pleasure?
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"Well, I will have to meet them then. Preferably... drive them?" She knew how men were about their cars. Hell, it was how she was about her own car. "But I think I can manage." Looking over at her PDA's twin, the technopath smiled. "Well, that would be Zeus, of course. Hera's brother, lover, and husband. The Greeks had a twisted sense of family, I think," she added, with a mischeivous smirk. See, she did pay attention in her high school lit classes. Luckily, Library Sciences didn't require too much literature. She wasn't exceptionally interested in reading about things she could actually go out and experience herself. She'd rather just do them.
"Please. If I'm interested in something, I make it a point to find all available information on it. And I am very interested in you, Mr. Grey," she finished pointedly, offering the man a smoldering look. There were no questions what she was implying. This man was simply interesting, incredibly so.
"Really, I doubt it's radioactive. But I really much prefer your choice of nourishment," she kidded in return. She very delicately delivered the strawberry to her superior, but then she felt a wave of pleasure that made her tremble and she moved to straddle the man in one swift motion as she held his face and leaned in and kissed him, no chaste kiss either. She broke the kiss after a moment and murmured, "I know that was totally inappropriate, but really, what do you expect a woman to do when you come romancing her with chocolate and strawberries?" For emphasis, she gave him her sweetest, most innocent face. Of course, she was still straddling him, which was neither sweet, nor innocent.
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"There are a few I wouldn't mind you driving... but my favorites remain off limits. They probably wouldn't like anyone but me to drive them anyway." He said with a slight wink. "Nice to meet you Zeus.... and I hope you don't tell Meike here the things that you see. Twisted family history or otherwise." He shot her another wink and put the PDA away, reminding himself that it was very much a possibility. "Ah, resourceful little rabbit, aren't you?" The lust radiating off of her was enticing, almost hypnotizing now. That was the advantage (or disadvantage) of being an empath. If someone wanted you badly enough, it was easy enough to want them back.
"I have been told that my nutritional choices are... " Was all he got to say before he was practically attacked by her. He was surprised, yet not. He had expected her to last longer, take more of a teasing. He didn't mind it, not really, the straddling he could do without but the rest was fine. "Only a tiny bit inappropriate." He said with a gentle smile. He sent her an intense feeling of safety and comfort as he turned her, making it so she would not feel rejected in any way.
It was unacceptable to give in so early. It ruined the suspense.
His eyes were a delectable chocolate color now, his smile rather brilliant. "Sorry love, but I must go. I have a few calls to make before the night is out. I hope you enjoy the gift, and find this new home to your liking. Welcome to TJS." He gave her a kiss on the cheek, keeping up the feelings of safety and comfort until he was well out the door.
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"Well, whatever you wish, but I haven't met a car that didn't like me." She added a bit of pout, but she wasn't serious. They were his babies and he could do with them as he pleased. Meike smiled at his discussion with Zeus. It was amusing and only piqued her curiosity. What secrets was he concerned about? "Twisted family history? Now I'm intrigued," she grinned. The blond knew that there were family secrets, but really, it was <i>his</i> secrets she was more interested in. "Right down the rabbit hole, in fact," she quipped with a reference to pop culture.
Oh, she could have lasted longer, but she didn't really want to, and that's what it came down to. And had she been able to read his mind, she'd have been offended. Just like no car had ever disliked her, no man had ever disliked her straddling him. As he gently removed her from himself, she smiled to herself. She didn't need the comfort or safety, but it was a nice bonus. She was secure in herself and knew it wasn't her he was rejecting - they were playing a game, and she was fine with that. And, while she was intrigued by the man, she hadn't yet invested emotionally in him all that much. Honestly, she was actually pleased that the game was continuing, and that she had the challenge to continue to pursue.
The constant changing of his eye colors was almost as intriguing on its own as the man himself. She wondered what color his mood ring eyes turned in the throes of passion. She would have to find out. "I'm sure I will, Aden," she murmured as she watched him go. Then, she sat down to take apart her new toy. She would know its workings. Then she would know Zeus just as well. Too bad she'd forgotten to mention that Zeus wasn't known for his fidelity. So much for keeping secrets.