Spoiled (Charlie/Open) - The White Tower

A hand found her hair, grasped it and pulled her head back to allow him access to her throat as it became somewhat evident why he'd needed a few minutes before having joined her in the bedroom as he pushed his hips up against her again, grasped her thigh with his free hand, and pushed into her.

"Very much so..." he groaned, lips parting and allowing his fangs to scrape across her throat before biting down and sinking them into her flesh as his hips started to move slowly against hers.

Really, some toys were... more fun than others.

Oh my...

An immaculately dressed Marvin stood in the lobby of the tower, and asked to be let up.

A phonecall was made bit after getting no reply the receptionist looked to Marvin and apologized, but it would seem mister Cusack was busy.

Marvin smiled.

"Ah he's with Cass. No problem, do you mind if I wait here?"

Out of sheer boredom Marvin debated rooting around in dude's brain for anything interesting, and then figured that Charlie wouldn't let a mortal out where any vampire with a bit of auspex could get anything useful out of him.

He was free to wait, though chances were he'd end up waiting a good while. The man behind the desk offered to have him simply leave a message if he preferred, though would otherwise simply go about his business until he was called up or Marvin asked him to try again.

Marvin smiled and asked him to let Charlie know that Marvin Johnson had come by.

With that, he left

A good while later...

Charlie tapped a manicured finger on the touch screen of his phone and ended the call before looking to the woman still in his arms with a smile.

His chest was still wrapped in those tight white bandages he always wore as part of his demeanor, a pair of boxers being the only other piece of clothing he was currently wearing though as he pulled at the covers slightly to pull them up to his hips.

"Seems the Malkavian's little pet has gone missing" he said, brushing his fingers through her hair softly.

"What do you mean, missing?" Cass, sans clothing with the sheet pulled up around her chest with her head on Charlie's shoulder, tensed for a moment. She looked up curiously.

"She ran off?"

"Beats me" he said with a light shrug of his shoulders, tucking one arm behind his head while still gently tracing his fingers through her hair. "Said he'd tracked her to a hotel where she'd seemingly checked in and then out the next day by herself before disappearing off the grind"
Not that Naomi disappearing seemed to bother him much.

Cass sat up, holding part of the sheet firmly under her arms with one hand on her chest.

"I only caught bits and pieces of the call. What's this about a toybox?"

Charlie reached up to brush his fingers across her cheek and down her arm gently.
"Something about his pet wanting to make you a toybox..." he didn't seem all too pleased about that idea. "But she won't -ever- place a hand on you again, alright? I promise you, whatever crazy ideas that broken girl had, she wouldn't try anything that stupid"

"She wouldn't get away with it a second time," she shook her head softly. And then she sat there and just thought for a few minutes.

"Was he... worried about her? I don't quite understand how ghoul's work, not ever having had one. I mean, their bound. So, one would think they wouldn't want to run off."

"Worried, yes, but mostly because who knows what she's capable of really" his hands traced down her arm to her wrist, gently lifting her hand to her lips to kiss it without taking his eyes off her.
"A bond can force a great many things, but Ghouls who're treated badly can still turn on their Masters. They can snap, break, their reality shatter if given to someone like, say, Marvin. And then, fueled by a bond that is stronger than most other things in this world and their own twisted ideas, they become.. unstable. Running away though? Not so much likely as wanting to find a way to stabilize their reality by removing what they see as problems. Be it friends of their Master, lovers... or even the Domitor themselves, for "their own sake" "
The youth tilted his head slightly to the side, still with one arm carefully cradled behind it as he gazed up at her.

"For that reason I don't build my bonds by force" Charlie said, parting his lips and catching one of her fingers between his teeth for a moment. "I prefer my bonds be fueled by trust, respect... love... rather than fear and domination.... Stronger that way. More.. enjoyable"

Icky... He used the "L" word. Cass always avoided using that word, even if was something she did in fact feel. But she smiled to him just the same, watching him-- his eyes really.

"Your way seems... more natural. Of course it was more natural," she shook her head with a chuckle.

"Mmm... But a ghoul running around without their Domitor? That's not just bad for Marvin or potentially bad for Naomi. That's bad for all of us-- whether she was stable or not."

Well, he didn't say who was suppose to love..

"It can be.." he smiled, still holding her wrist as he pulled at it gently as if to bring her back down into his arms. "Guess it means I have to help him retrieve her hm?"
Not exactly something she saw as worth wasting his time on. But Cass was right, she was potentially bad news if left to roam around.

Cass turned, draping an arm over his chest and leaning her head onto his shoulder as she laid back down, quiet for a few moments. Her fingers merely traced the bandages around him delicately.

With a sigh she closed her eyes, trying to relax.

"I'll help, too. In any way I can. But if he finds her and brings her back? He better hope to God that he can fix her. And I don't mean in a Malkavian way. You don't get a lot of chances in the existence to make amends."

She shook her head.

"Toybox? Where in the hell would she get an idea like that? And what for?"

Had it been up to the youth the pet would've been disposed of already, but seeing as that wasn't really an option without risking getting a Mlkavian on his back, well...

He smiled though when she laid back down, moving one arm around her, brushing his fingers lightly across her neck and shoulders while the other found her hand as she traced the bandages. He didn't stop her though, simply touched fingers fingers to the back of her hand in light caress while she did so.

"Who knows where Malkavians or their ghouls get their ideas... It's probably one of those things better left unanswered" and he didn't quite feel like telling her said insane ghoul had wanted to make her a toybox to put Cass away in.

"I blame it on over exposure. Too much information all at once, add that to the mere fact he was keeping her like he was. I mean really, a collar? You know, I get that that kind of thing is for some people. But I don't know if pairing it with the introduction to the world of scary powerful vampires that should not exist was such a good idea."

She turned the hand on his bandages over, touching her fingers to his lazily as she kissed the side of his neck.

"I really do hope that she's okay," she said after a moment. Almost worriedly, in fact.

He couldn't care less...
"I'm sure she is" he smiled reassuringly, letting his fingers link with hers with a lazy sigh as he closed his eyes, feeling her lips on his skin again. "For now.. try not to think about it so much, mm?"
The fingers touching her neck brushed up to rest at her jaw and nudging her chin up just enough for him to touch his lips to hers as he turned his head without lifting it from the pillow he was so comfortably resting on.
"I had too much fun watching you squirm earlier to let you go all depressed now..." the youth smirked.

That solicited a pretty good laugh. In fact, she didn't seem depressed at all, really. Quite the opposite. She was positively glowing, even as she playfully gave him the finger.

"You did seem to be having as much fun as I was, sugar. I wasn't expecting... well... You know," she smiled widely.

"Something you do for all the women you seduce? Pretty sexy, you know."

He chuckled, catching her wrist when she gave him the finger and grinning at her.
"Only if I feel they're worth the extra effort" Charlie pulled her in close, gentle fingers grasping her hair again as he met her eyes. "And while very few are..." he smiled at her. "You're different..."

She narrowed her eyes suspiciously to Charlie-- still being playful, have not doubt. She grinned. She folder her arms under her chin, resting them on his chest as she watched him with bright eyes.

"How am I different?"

"You're intriguing, you're a brilliant artist..." he gazed up at her with a soft expression, tracing his fingers slowly from her hair and down the back of her neck before easing them down her back.
"You make me smile and laugh... got both looks and brains, a rare combination really" Charlie placed the flat of his hand on her back, let it drift to her hip and to her thigh with a light squeeze.
"And you've been able to keep my interest... few ever do, fewer women than men even... so you really are special Cass..." he cupped her cheek with his other hand and touched his thumb to her lips.

"You don't think that I am just some naive little girl with no ambition or control?" Because frankly, that would surprise her.

She licked the tip of his thumb and then wrapped her lips around it, clamping her teetch down around the tip gently as if it was the most natural thing in the world.