pleasure seeker

A small blush crept onto Leona’s cheeks as she heard the compliment from the other woman. “Thank you so much,” she responded with a smile flashing onto her features within a moment. “I haven’t actually. I really hate getting my hair wet in general, especially from the ocean,” she added with a shake of her head. “This is all natural.” Although Leona took pride in her appearance, she refused to do to much to it, hoping that her natural self would shine.  “Look whose talking, you’re so incredibly gorgeous,” the asset added with a smile.

Sometimes it was hard to fathom how so many beautiful people could end up on an island like this when certainly back home they should be regarded as gods and goddesses, case in point the asset infront of her - certainly all she should have to do is crack a smile at home and all would be falling to her feet to worship her.  It just didn't make sense, though the only complaint that Celeste had was that she was an asset as well and couldn't take advantage of such beauties.  "Been here long?"  She herself was going on close to a month, but it was always hard meeting new people - it was like a damn revolving door on the island that she couldn't keep up with.  "I'm sure you've already got a line of people with their eyes on you," she grinned, offering her yet again another compliment - she just couldn't help herself.  Looking around though not a single person was looking in their direction, "it's so BORING being trapped in here," referencing the hub as a whole as she sighed.

Brandon was on his way to the restaurant, his sunglasses resting on the bridge of his nose as he walked. He wasn’t really expecting anyone to call on him so he was surprised when someone did. What’s more was the way he was called. He turned to face the young woman. This wasn’t even an asset he was familiar with.

“Hot stuff? Really?” he said. “That’s how you’re going to come at me?” He crossed his arms. “Is that how you refer to all masters around here?”

"Of course not," she shook her head simply still smiling towards the other, knowing damn well that he wasn't a fan of what she'd just called him to get his attention.  "Not all of the masters are in fact hot," she shrugged with a chuckle.  "It's fitting for you," she wasn't one to go around calling them Sir's, that's for damn sure, and although it got her into trouble a lot she still couldn't force herself to do it.  She may only be an asset but she didn't see herself BENEATH anyone, "unless of course you'd prefer something else?  Don't you get BORED with being called the same thing every single day?"  

Celeste wasn't paying attention when she walked into the suite, storming into her room after she'd been too annoyed with what was happening in the hub - only something was different this time around.  The main suite looked similar, but the second she opened the door to her room none of her stuff was there.  What in the actual hell was going on right now?  "What the-" and then she saw the asset sitting there on the bed, "who are you?"  That was when she made the realization, this was the SAME room but DIFFERENT suite.  Fuck, she was NOWHERE near her own room.  "I'm uh, shit, sorry, I thought this was suite one..."  Well didn't she just look like an ass right now.

Celeste NEEDED to get to the beach, she was practically desperate at this point, feeling like she hadn't been out of the hub in FOREVER (it hadn't been that long in reality but she liked to be dramatic).  She just had to find the right person to ask, or at least HOPE she found the right person - and that's where the ultimately GORGEOUS master came into play.  At least she ASSUMED he was a master from the way he walked around the place, asset eyes drawing towards him with every movement, though others looking at him did nothing to deter her.  She liked a challenge, standing up and walking towards him, "hey hot stuff, what'cha doing?"  Alright, not the BEST way to address a master, but she would see how a playful route sat with him.

"Your hair is GORGEOUS," the asset couldn't help but compliment as she took residence beside another who was sitting in the Hub, "have you been to the beach lately?  No way that wave can be natural, it's FLAWLESS," there was just something about the ocean having it's way with hair that Celeste couldn't get enough of - though for all she knew the woman could DEFINITELY be lucky and this be a natural look (in which Celeste would be BEYOND jealous).  "You're not going to last long in the hub, I bet, look at you!"

He peeked up over the edge of his book, catching sight of the woman pacing the shelves. “And what would you prefer?” Ciaran questioned as he tore his gaze back down to the words that littered the pages of his selection. He could always offer suggestions, but it was simply easier to just inquire what people were into these days.

Her answer came in the form of a shrug as she continued to read each title (on those books that even had one), "more adventure, horror, or hell even some nicely written smut would do.  Just SOMETHING that holds my attention," she'd read some terrible novels in her time, though she was always the type that had to keep reading through the misery - she HOPED that they'd eventually turn around and become decent, but was disappointed more often than not.  "They do well on the long nights i'm stuck in my room," because walking the Hub at all hours of the night just made her seem desperate so after a certain time she retired to her own room for seclusion.

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Ciaran spent most of his time in the hub sitting in the library, old books taking the top priority. He loved literature and could appreciate every word written into the pages. He kicked back in a chair, one leg crossed over the other. He found it easy to relax in places that were quiet, and he hoped it stayed relatively that way.

Celeste, finding herself having taken one too many wrong turns, wound up in the library for her first time since coming on the island.  She wasn't much of a reader though she DID enjoy a saucy novel, though reading about fantasies didn't seem as exciting after coming to Eros where they were literally played out before someone's eyes.  She still found herself thumbing over the books that stacked the library shelves, a small hum as she mindlessly read each title that she could see along the spine of the book.  "Entirely TOO biographies on these shelves, if you ask me," she spoke softly in anyone's general direction.  Not that anyone did ask her but she had to state her opinion irregardless.

Heading back alone? Her? Rebecca took a moment to glance at the asset in front of her and honestly couldn’t see what was wrong with this one. This made Rebecca dive deeper into her brain and the final sentence did make sense to her in more ways than one. “Someone as pretty as you?” She said although her word lack emotion behind it (due to being sheltered and never really one to show emotions). “What say, you and I go back? The mess some of the assets made really make me roll my eye but it seems like you still have your head on straight. Why don’t I take you back to my room and we could share some quality time?” Trying to wink as she ran her hand up the other girl’s thighs and taking in her scent. “What do you say? Or are you actually giving up this soon when someone actually offering it to you?”

“you’d be surprised what you can and can’t survive,”  he’s not exactly sure he means the desert, among that the scars on his back,  the mental scars within him.  the human body and mind could survive a lot, it just seems impossible if one has never experienced it before.  “heh, I guess. I think its just cause my skin is so fair, it really makes my freckles stand out. some days I hate it.”  a shake of his head,  “appearances are deceiving…. you say the right words and I’m a blushing mess,”  honestly not the weirdest thing to admit to someone though he’s hopeful she won’t use it against him,  wrinkling his nose, he has this feeling she won’t. “definitely is, I’ve met a few and lets just say there was never a dull moment.” the cogwheels turn within her mind, he can see it plain as day on her face— it takes him back, back to his own bittersweet memories  ; getting into trouble at the casinos, all of his escorting jobs,   riding back, vegas was never a dull time. “its what i’m hoping for,  I’ve been kinda in this funk. I lost my fiancee too, she was also my domme and its been rough. so when I heard of this opportunity coming here. I had no ties anywhere really so I figured why not.” he chuckles as if to lighten the mood back up,  “I do miss my guitar though too, and everything i spent my whole life working for,  which I’m sure they have my things stored somewhere. that’s like my one gripe, though I know why they do it. I don’t know, I’ve never been into the whole dehumanization schtick. I prefer my praise kink to anything.”   he leans down to try and sip from his straw, then nods at her,  “I hope so, I just wanna spoil someone you know, best way I can.”

Well that got her attention at least. Rebecca turned her heels as she nodded to the girl’s words. “I was talking to whomever caught that and looks like you taken the bite.” She responded bluntly but it was true nonetheless, she was just trying to cause someone to notice her and was glad the girl responded to her cold approach. “How did you find this party? Anything of interest to you? Seems like a big waste of time.” As she crooked her brow over towards the crazy drunken people, Rebecca couldn’t help but shake her head disapproving of the state some got.

"It was hard NOT to notice," not that Celeste minded all that much, she was used to cold exteriors (hell even she had been labeled an ice queen before for her attitude - one that was watered down now that she was an asset with absolutely no powers).  "It was alright, I suppose, i'm heading back to the Hub alone though so how do you think it turned out?"  She wished she could have found someone interesting, but those she did take a shining to were already picking other assets to go home with them.  "I figured it was as good a time as any to call it quits, the longer assets stick around it just starts looking desperate."  At least to her it did, "would have been happier at least getting off but hey, there's always tomorrow."  Or tonight when she was alone in her room, either/or worked out just fine.

She dipped into the water so it was past her shoulders. Ivy shivered slightly at the coolness before tucking her hair behind her ears. “Nice to meet you, Celeste!” She nodded and let out a light chuckle. “I’m guessing it’s obvious then?” She taunted and rested against the edge of the pool. “You don’t sound like you’re really loving this place…”

"I don't expect that a mistress would be wasting her time going for a swim when she could be in the center of the festivities," at least that's what she would do as a mistress.  "You take what you can get when it's made available, case in point the both of us right here, great minds think alike right?"  A grin as she shook her head with a slight shrug when it was brought up she didn't sound all too thrilled to be there, "don't get me wrong, for the most part it's great, but being a Cali girl where I basically LIVED on the shoreline...I miss the sand and surf."

       crystalline hues gaze out over the rippling waters, realizing that as an unclaimed asset, the opportunity to experience the island so freely is remarkably rare. such a notion has ophelia inching towards the shore, a smile teasing at full lips, and when she notes potential company beside her, a dulcet cadence takes a chance to musters out,  ‘  would you care to go for a swim  ?  ’

Ivy smiled kindly as she scanned the area. She supposed a little fun wouldn’t hurt, right? She could explore and finding out more at a later date. “Wouldn’t matter if you did bite. I’m sure I could take you.” Ivy teased right back, holding her hands up as though ready to fight. “I’d love to join you.” She tugged her shirt and jeans off, thankful that she’d packed her swimwear and wore it beneath her outfit. Ivy sat on the edge of the pool before sinking into the water. “Oh that feels gooood. I’m Ivy, by the way.”

"I'll keep that in mind," Celeste could never tell which assets and guests she could truly enjoy and tease, but considering what this one had just said she knew she'd be safe playing a little.  "Pleasure Ivy," she cooed as she watched the other sink into the water to join her, "the name is Celeste, i'm guessing you're an asset as well?"  Celeste liked to keep tabs on who was who around the island.  “No problem with that, just nice to know who shares the same hell as I do.”  A tease in her voice though she did like to think this place wasn’t as glamorous as they made it out to be, “even prisoners had yard time on the daily, it’s good for morale.”

Three drinks in, Danielle was ready to do something other than merely watch the beautiful people around her while she stood by the bar. Having grown up in Miami, the beach was a part of her, and she was enjoying her current surroundings. She’d already taken off her sandals before stepping on the beach earlier so she could feel the warm sand under her feet. Since her arrival on the island though, she hadn’t been around the shore much. Surprisingly. Now, she headed off away from the party and closer to the water. Walking in until the water was up to just above her ankles, she noticed that there was a figure in the water as a voice called out. Her eyes were adjusting to the dimmer light and she got a better look at the woman. Danielle grinned in response. “I just might,” she answered and stepped a little closer. Her dress was short enough that it was still above the water, but she’d need to get rid of it soon if she really wanted to get in.

she watched as celeste spoke, keeping herself a float and looking back at the shore for a moment. she brought her attention back to celeste, smiling widely at her words. “if you wanna fuck out here, i’m totally down.” she told her, moving to float on her back again. “i mean, i’d prefer if you just said it instead of tiptoeing around it.”

"You're a minx, aren't you?"  She laughed as she had not expected the other to be so explicit.  She enjoyed it, though there were times when playing coy was just as much fun.  At least for her anyway, "if you want to be so blunt I wouldn't mind getting the both of us off out here."  It'd been too long of a time since she'd messed around in the water, it'd be like being back home.