Devin heads straight to the kitchen to quench his ungodly thirst. Finding his sacred red fluid in the thermos that keeps his necessary beverage at a cool 61 degrees, he sips eloquently like hes at a tasting. Closing his eyes in a state of near orgasm like expression, swallows and licks his lips. Devins eyes flicker like a candle in the wind and the rings around the outer color of his eyes darken to almost midnight blue. One solitary sigh escapes his lungs and ends just as quickly as it began.
Firing up his laptop perched on the breakfast bar counter, he signs in to check on an email from Micheal, his protege'. Typically vampires dont associate with Vampires whom were turned by another covenant, but Micheal is a Harvard Grad who went home with the wrong woman one new years in new york. Micheal has a business degree and has been a vampire for only 4 years, immature for vampires, but Devin needed a wall street mind to help with finances. Devin found the email he was waiting on.
Dev,
You will be pleased to know we just bought into a Gothic style clothing manufacturer officially. The lawyers convened this afternoon and we've become fashion designers! I signed the contract and own a 40% of the company. congrats! Ill be in Chicago on Tuesday so we can meet for celebrations. see ya soon.
Smiling, Devin finished his blood cocktail and headed for the shower. It was a day for looking toward the future business of making more money, and that meant spending more money on toys and women. Which reminded him to call Amanda, the half breed were vamp. Like Father like son, he had a thing for were's and their sexual energy was much more enhanced when crossed with vampire.
Speaking her name into the voice dial, the phone began to play the ring tone "wild thing".
"Mmmmm Devin, just the man I love to hear from." Amanda purred.
"What are you wearing?" Devin flirted
"My skin, and bubbles."
Devin licked his lips. "Such a tease you are, why didn't you stay?"
"A girl needs her cosmetics if shes going to be seductive." She temptingly spoke.
"I have business to attend to tonight. I wont be entertaining you this evening, but I am sure a rain check is in order."
Dev, I am disappointed, but I do understand. Ill just have to substitute you for a less animate object." Amanda said in her most sultry tone.
Amanda's tone woke Devin's most internal carnal lust with his visual of the activity she spoke of.
"Some visual proof of this could be a welcomed distraction. As sexy as you are, you may find yourself with company after my itinerary is complete. I ...."
"mmmmm oh my god, Ive already started baby!" with a sexual grunt she hung up!
"Damn that woman." Devin said to the disconnected phone as he glared at it.
As Devin showered, he pondered and struggled with the oddity of Milla's call. There was something devious in the tone of her voice. His senses are quite tuned, and picked up the chemical alteration to her voice from the emotional influence. Yet over the phone it was still difficult to embrace the origin of her yet to be disclosed agenda.
With the undertow of his flirty chat with Amanda, Devin entertained a fantasy of Milla seducing him at the doorway as she arrived. Thrusting her against the wall and passionately kissing her and nibbling on her lip. Milla lifting her leg, exposing her smooth stocking less leg, running a hand up her inner thigh. With her biting his neck, and groping him madly, he rips the crotch of her G-string panties off with one strong pull.
Milla reaching down to unfasten his belt and rip the button off dropping his trousers. Devin's fantasy has him engorged and his heartbeat rapid, begins to masturbate in a fiery frenzy he has seldom accomplished by imagination alone.
Finishing his release, exiting the shower and drying off to examine his physique in the full length mirror, he catch's his breathe and steadies is heart beat. Ritualistically applying the sunscreen to his face arms and neck, he glares at his self in the reflection. His eyes a deep sea blue with an outer ring of such dark blue, its difficult to tell the difference in shade from the pupil. Wet locks of hair hang in front of his brow stopping just short of his eye lids, just slightly looking up, giving him a sinister glare at himself. He whispers " I am Devin, my success is only exceeded by determination." He repeated several times, to mentally prepare himself for whatever Milla's visit may bring to the table. Proceeding to finish dressing and grooming himself, so he can catch up on the days news.
A moment later Devin arrives in the entertainment room, Darwin reading the Milwaukee Journal sports section at the table nearest the patio. Darwin has simple taste, he enjoys his sports, and has memory of statistics per player for every football team in the NFL, every basket ball team and player in the NBA. Devin often wonders how he remembers anything else, and frequently harasses him for his passion of sporting events.
"Wasting your day reading NBA stat sheets is not very productive Darwin. I recommend you do something on the web with all that useless information stored in that grey head of yours." he smirked to insure his servant knew he was ritualistic in the harassment.
"I also keep a mental record of every woman that has entered your bed, how many times she climaxed and screamed to God. Perhaps you would be as interested in reading a history of such, as I of the records Brett Favre has broken as quarterback. Im sure the total yards are comparative to women you have supplied orgasms to." Devin's loyal servant spilled with out looking away from the news paper.
Devin just laughed and shook his head. "If I didn't know any better, I would think you were insulting me Darwin."
Darwin looked past his John Lennon style reading glasses with out moving his head. with a quick wink of his left eye, he went back to reading the pre-game match ups for the upcoming Basketball game tonight.
Devin sat in the leather love seat that faced the big screen LCD hung on the wall. He punched the power button on the remote that resembled a math professors calculator. As the television clicked, and came to life, ESPN Sports Center came on and Devin chuckled to himself as he changed channels to watch CNN.
"Master Devin" Darwin called. "Is Master Romaine aware of Milla's visit this evening?"
"Purely speculating, I doubt it. There was no mention of it either way when I spoke with her."
"Yes of course, understood." Darwin clearly acknowledged, as he folded his newspaper and stood up to exit the room. "I shall leave you to your program then. I will prepare supper."
Devin didn't utter a word, lost in his thoughts again about Milla. a solitary sigh escaped Devin's lips and he fell silent once again, completely oblivious to the news cast.
