Not a care in the world

“Well that’s good to know.” Andrei answered sarcastically before shruggeing.. “All’s fair as long as you catch your game. Being a predator is so much more than just chasing. Lure them in. Set a trap. I’m sure a smart woman like you could figure something out.” Take it form someone like Andrei who hunts for a living.

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Her eyebrows perked when the man told him the reason behind his costume. It sounded messy, and Emmy is always here for some gossip. “Sounds juicy,” the submissive stepped closer to him with her drink in hand, “tell me everything.” She wasn’t asking — Emilia rarely ever asks for anything. Most of her sugar daddies had already learned how to deal with that.

She looked down at her own dress after his poor guess and shrugged, “not exactly, but don’t worry about it, you wouldn’t know her anyway.” Emilia hadn’t picked her costume for other people, she’d picked for herself, as reminder of who she was and where she came from. “It’s enough for you to just tell me I’m hot.”

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“Well, I’ll just tell you you’re hot, then because... wow.” 

Talon was never very good at saying no to attractive women, and this girl was stunning. “Well, I was with my ex for the past 5 years and we got engaged just over a year go,” he said, before taking a sip of his drink. “The wedding was supposed to be a week ago yesterday, but she disappeared two days before that,” he added, before looking her over. “Bottom line, Beauty and the Beast was her favorite movie and she hated Gaston with every fiber of her being...so.”

bambi was never the fastest runner, but the adrenaline pumping through her veins was motivating her even more. maybe then she realized how much she could look like an injured doe. but she continued to push herself, not wanting to have to deal with what would happen if she was caught.

Andrei smiled. The other man looked like a cheerful enough fellow. And at least at this point, he didn’t look like he was interested in a pissing contest like most male doms in the manor. “Sooner than later, I say. If the night ends with you undressing, I don’t think the act of removing your wig would look pretty arousing. Or maybe you could pull it off and I’m just underestimating you.”

“Really?” Andrei raised an amused eyebrow. “Well if that’s the case, welcome to the manor. It seems like you’ve arrived at quite the time.” 

Talon laughed when he pictured finding a sexy way of taking off the wig. “Well, I was thinking I’d wait until that split moment when her shirt was going over her head to tear it off,” he said, with a small laugh. “Hopefully she isn’t in one of those dresses, where they just kind of let it drop because then I’m fucked.” 

Marie nodded and stood up leading the way, she stopped just shy of the woods though and took off her shoes, then started stripping out of everything except the numerous chains and jewels she wore. She hid everything carefully in a bush. She didn’t want her clothes ruined or stolen and hopefully this guy would get the point that she wasn’t someone that was gentle or wanted it gentle. So maybe the more she pissed him off. “Well, you just going to stand there?” She said before darting off into the woods.

Talon followed behind the gorgeous girl. She wasn’t his normal type, a lot more aggressive than he normally goes for but this entire experience was meant to be different. She was out of her clothes before he got his shirt undone. He was really starting to regret the complexity of his costume. “You’re not known for your patience, are you?”

bambi tucked herself farther into her hiding spot as she heard him speak. her eyes scanning what she could see from her position. finally they landed on talon, holding onto a scrap of her skirt. she looked down at her skinned knee, wondering if she even had a chance if she ran. but she wasn’t really thinking rationally at this point. with a small grunt she pushed herself off of the ground and took off, trying to make a run for another hiding spot.

“I’ll warn you that I have two left feet when I’m dancing.” That was probably the best way to describe it. He wasn’t built to dance, but if she wanted one from him he’d oblige. He just had to warn her about the possibility of his moves being a complete turn off. With her arm linked to his, he guided her out of the room and into the hallway. They’d head to the ballroom first, as it had a bar and that’s where the majority of the party was held. 

Emmy watched the party unfold in front of her from her very strategic corner. Being a resident of Rosewood for as long as she had, whether willingly or not, this was hardly her first rodeo, and with time she’d learned to pick up a few tricks. The first one? Enjoy the free drinks, but not too much. She wanted to stay as sane as possible throughout the night, just in case the right — or wrong — Dominant came along. It was too early to tell which category that particular man was a part of, but something in the back of her mind told Emilia to pay close attention to him.

“That’s certain a choice,” the submissive teased as he approached to grab his drink, “the costume… not many guys can pull off asshole.” Emmy wasn’t judging, really, there was some bravery in his decision that she respected, but she didn’t particularly mind if he took it that way. “You can be honest, did someone talk you into this?”

Talon turned to look at the woman dressed like... actually he wasn’t sure what she was dressed like, but he knew that she looked amazing. When she asked about his costume he couldn’t help but chuckle. He knew that Valerie hated Gaston, but it seemed like he was well hated by everyone. He didn’t blame them, the guy was a dick. 

“Actually, I’m dressed like him out of spite... “It’s actually really petty” he answered, shaking his head. “What are you dressed as? Snow white but, you know, literal?”

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Marie smirked but nodded, before rolling her eyes, “then stop talking about it.” She said looking around to find a more discreet place, “dealers choice, maybe you could at least figure out where you wanna do this.” She was ignoring his other question waiting for him to just jump to the chase, because the last thing she planned on doing was outing herself to someone she barely knew. “Maybe if you’re lucky, you’ll find out what I do.”

Talon chuckled and gave her a nod. She was a no shit kind of girl, and she could work with it. “Let’s go with the forrest” he decided, as they started walking. He has never had a hook up so rash, but this place was all about new experiences. 

“I can’t tell if that’s a compliment or not.” Her brow raising but he was amusing and didn’t back down. That was definitely something. “Good to know, but if you’re wanting to fuck me you should really just jump to the chase. All this talking wastes time.” She said shrugging before smirking at him, “you really wanna know? Because I’m not sure I can trust you enough to tell you. It could get me in a lot of trouble if certain people found out.”

“It’s a compliment” he said, with a playful tone. He didn’t really expect the crude comment to come from her, but there it was. “I mean, I’m down to fuck” he responded, running his fingers through his hair. “I really want to know, and I will keep it to myself.” 

location: the forest

bambi was trembling as she pressed herself up against the tree. she was regretting signing up for the hunt, the tears filling her eyes slowly making trails down her cheeks. she had fallen at one point, scraping her knee on the rough ground. the tights she wore now torn. she hadn’t even noticed the way her skirt had torn, leaving some fabric as a trail behind her.

maybe having the name bambi, dressing up as a deer and hiding in the forest was a little too on the nose. but there she was, tucking into a small hide away. she was happy to be petite and dressed in more neutral colors. she just hoped that she would be blending into the scenery. she even hoped that someone could potentially just be to distracted to focus on her. her ears perked up at the sound of sticks crunching from not to far away. her shaking hand moving to cover her mouth to silence herself.

“You shouldn’t. He’s a terrible human being that focuses on physical attraction and he wasn’t even that attractive. Probably had a small dick too from all the steroids he was clearly taking, or he just had a problem getting it up.” She pursed her lips and shrugged, she never was a fan of the movie even as a kid. She smirked a smart ass smile and shook her head, “no, not really.” They stood there in an awkward silence for a moment and she sighed right before he asked, “That’s cute. You think I work for these people.” She laughed before shaking her head and checking her phone. “I work for myself. Just because I have these marks doesn’t mean I can’t be independent.”

“You almost sound like my ex” he said, with a small chuckle. “I’m not his fan, don’t worry, I’ll treat you like a human and not focus on your pretty face” he said, playfully. She really feels a need to be in control, it doesn’t seem she picked the right job. “Okay, Miss independent. What do you do... when you work for yourself” 

With that compliment he gave a small bow of appreciation. He didn’t think he was that great, but he knew the place well enough to show her if she wanted. “Good to know.” He said, as she pulled him off the bed. He offered her his arm for her to take before leading them to her door. “If you want to do anything else feel free to speak up. There’s a lot of things to do tonight.” With the event going on there were plenty of things she could do, or rather, the both of them. 

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Lia stumbled through the woods, feeling him right behind her, she made a bit of a noise. “And I think you’re full of it.” She commented back, panting out and struggling to breathe. She was about to change directions when her foot hit a tree branch and she skidded to the floor. That was it. That was her only shot at getting away. And her mind was whirling with both fear and excitement. 

“I think you wanted to fall...” he added, as he found himself back on top of her. This time he wasn’t going to be as nice, because he was done chasing her. She was his. “I don’t think I like your dress anymore” he added, as he tore the straps off the top of her dress. 

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As she was spun, she took the chance to try for one last shot. She took her free hand, and shoved that elbow as hard as she could into the other’s side, using the slight shock factor to take off further into the woods. She knew if he caught her again, all bets were off, and honestly - maybe she was running a little slower on purpose. Maybe her movements were more sloppy because she wanted to get caught. But, Lia was going to keep telling herself it was just because she was tired.

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Talon shook his head as she caused him to stumble a few steps back. He watched her run again, but this time she didn’t get a head start. “Want to know what I think?” he called out as he ran closer and closer to her. “I think you want me to catch you because you don’t want to feel like you said yes.” 

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It wasn’t exactly the smartest plan, but her mind was still trying to to decide if running would be worth it. And truthfully, part of her was curious what would happen if he caught her again. Lia, but her lip briefly in thought before a small smirk slid on her lips. She needed to pull herself together. She leaned her frame up pressing closer to him. All she needed was to get him to losen up, and she could take the chance to bolt. “I’m sorry, I’ll behave.” She falsely promised.

Talon wasn’t sure if he believed her, but he was going to give her a shot. “Look at that, your dress is still pretty... the fairy just got a little down a dirty” he stated, playfully, as he took her hand and spun her around. 

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A small frown grazed her lips as she watched his face. Apparently he wasn’t going to risk it and just let her run free. Though, she really wished that she could get out of her own head and just let this happen. Because she wanted it. So badly. Her breath hitched slightly at the toungue to her neck, and she caught her lip between her teeth as his fingers brushed against her inner thigh. “I think I’ll take the reward instead.” She said quietly, voice meeker. 

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Talon just barely heard her speak, and he wasn’t about to continue unless she asked for it. “As you wish, my dear” he stated, before standing up and pulling her up with him. “But I must let you know that if you run... I will catch you again... and next time I won’t give you any options” he added, placing his hand on her waist. It was partly to give her the ability to move, but have an easy grip on her dress if she chose to do that.