The city of New York was bustling in the rush of the christmas crowds and the get away oasis was packed with youngsters and oters resting their feet and tired limbs from the chores before the season, more like scattered all around the park office.
Ray slipped into the building, dressed in dark colors. Black, greys, his step quiet. One who was Garou would know he bore the Blood of the Lords. Blood of Power or so they would have you believe. His face was handsome if looking perhaps a touch young, 'only' in his late teens, yet an experienced battle warrior.
Like a predator, a human one, he moved through the crowd, using the trick he forced from the spirit to hide his anger from them. To make it easier to hide among the humans. The foaje wasn't that busy, a few littered by the far wall and another one or two by the elevator.. other than that the hall was scarce of people than the help desk out at the front where a young redhead sat with a monitor lit in front of her and a headset on, and she wore the most ugliest pair of spectacles ever on her innocent face.
He walked across to where she sat behind her desk, studying her as he approached. He needed some information on comings and goings here. Hard to tell if he could get it from her. Bribery perhaps? She didn't look well paid. Of course, he would have to play it by ear. Smiling, he stood and waited to be noticed.
Finally after a little while she did notice the shadow of someone standing there, and glanced up at the stranger, making somewhat of eyecontact, "Yes Sir? May I help you?"
Looking into her blue eyes with his own dark gaze; intensity and focus there, "Oh I don't know. What can you do?" he asked.
She blinked her gaze with a cocked brow, "Well.. I.. I don't know Sir. I usually give directions as to where people wish to be in the building..," feeling a little bit insecure.
He smiled and says "I was curious what sort of offices do you have here?," he leans over the edge of her counter looking down at her intently.
"Well Sir.. I.. we.. have the list of offices on that board over there sir.." pointing to the plaque on the left wall next to the entrance, she said quietly with a nervous swallow.
Not taking even a glance at it, he continued to owe pressure in his gaze upon her. Ray knew well how it could unsettle the nerves with some people and he wanted to push his point through with this young chick to see what information he could gather, "Those are the names of the companies, but not what's really there, right?"
Her voice began to quiver, "Please Sir.. I just direct people to the floors and take the post in the morning and answer calls."
Darkly he chuckled, "You never see anyone..gossip? Oh come on."
She blinked again, "See anyone? They do that all the time Sir, but never close enough for me to hear them."
Quietly he considered. She deemed interesting. She must be new on the block and took to a different tactic, "So.. you know nothing about what is here besides what's on the plaque?," his tone one of disbelief.
"I.. I just work down here, Sir. I know nothing of what goes up there, not my c-concern, Sir," a slight stuttering beginning.
Still smiling warmly, Ray took a moment to search deep into her eyes, to see if she was really an unknowing drone. Quite possible, he thought. His eyes almost magnetic as he studied her further, mayhaps he could use her more, than just attempting to gain information.
Slight she fidgeted in her seat, feeling uneasy with this stranger looking her over, yet unable to break the gaze, "Please.. Sir. You're making me uneasy. If.. if you don't remove yourself I will have to call u-upon security."
For a moment more he held her gaze with his, "Am I? I was not aware," a pause, "Perhaps we can speak after your work then."
Now she stuttered, "t-there is n-nothing t-to t-talk about S-sir. P-please remove or be r-removed," feeling quite uncomfortable.
He stared into her eyes, deciding to have some fun with her. His rage came slowly to the fore and he knew that she could feel it, seeking to use the primal aura, the animal attraction upon her. Watching how she cringed before him and most timidly peer back up to his gaze, he smirked for himself, yes, this one he would dominate to his will and chain her desire and need for him.
Softly he gave a low growl, barely on the edge of hearing. Primal and dark. He reached across the desk and touched her cheek with a single finger, a sensual gesture even if the girl shrank away from his touch. His dark eyes devouring hers as he called to her darkest passionate desires, culling her to him. He smiled more and cupped her chin, drawing her to lean forward as he leant over the desk. That imperceptibly soft growl coming from his throat again as he enticed her to accept his kiss.
A terrified gasp escaped her quivering lips as Judy felt his mouth touch hers, yet she felt too panickstricken to back away whilst Ray growled sensually into the kiss, radiating his primal destructive power, enough to terrify most. He focused upon her, demanding his claim on her and licked his lips, tasting her nervousity and smiled.
"Are you certain that you wish me to go away?," he asked in his deep sensual voice, softly teasing her whilst his hand caresses her cheek like a lover.
Her voice trembled like a leaf in the autumn winds, "P-please S-sir, I.. I d-do not w-wish to c-call upon s-security, b-but I.. I have t-to w-work too," she stuttered in shock, no man had ever come on her like that.
With a chuckle, he let his finger trace down her trembling jawline from her ear and murmured again in a sensual voice, pitched just for her hearing, "You are trembling with need.. are you sure that you don't wish to step into some place more private for a moment?," leaning more down, closer to her, "Surrender to me, to your need for me," he whispered.
Now she blanched, "P-please, oh p-please, n-no Sir!," whimpering quietly.
Persistant he growled into her ear, "Yes.. you need it don't you, you are only just realizing how much," he savoured the moment, the subtle game. Trying to force her to need him. Leaning down again, he made his warm breath caress her young neck and nipped at her tenderly like a beast teasing it's mate. A soft whimpering escaped her lips and she shivered, no, she couldn't deny the need but he scared her the same time and confused she gazed at him, not understanding why.
Quietly he straightened up and glanced back at her imperiously. He took her hand and drew her up close from around the desk and studied her more closely, "I am sure that you know a closet or something near. Take me there. Now!," his voice stern, one of command.
Again, she swallowed and most timidly nodded, leading him to one of the storage rooms for office supplies and stationary. He followed her, waiting until she unlocked it and ushered the poor girl inside, whereupon he locked it behind him and gave her a dark enticing smile as he slowly advanced her.
Awkwardly she stood there, watching him uncertainly. Ray took her face into his hands and growled a little bit louder now than he had done before and pressed his mouth to hers, taking her lips in a hot passioned kiss of which she gasped on in sheer surprise.
With a smile, he continued his sensual growl, "Need it don't you," caressing her face, wanting to bend her to his will, dominate the young redhead.
Nervously, she swallowed, nodding timidly, "y-yes s-sir."
Lightly he ran his free hand over her thigh and reached down, pulling up the hem of her skirt with a slow deliberateness. When it was over her hips, he lowered his hand and lightly traced over her panty clad quim, enjoying the feel of his new to be fucktoy quivering and whimpering, "wet.. and hot," he purred.
Chuckling darkly, he growled soft into her ear, "Like it don't you?" His fingers catching the elastic of her underwear and pushed it to the side, gaining access to her exposed labia, stroking it softly with his fingers. He had wanted to make this fast and rough, but to dominate this young one was way too much fun and he was enjoying the devious act.
Bewildered she closed her eyes, emitting small confused gasps from her lips and tried to deny herself that she was not.. wet. Whilst he parted her lips and let his fingers slip between her labia, caressing them teasingly slow. He leaned in and nipped at her neck, hard enough to mark her and sensually his fingers brush across her clit the same time, making her jump like as if his finger had coarsed an electricity jolt to her joybutton and she squeezed shut her eyes tight, in hope that the bad dream would soon come to an end and that this wasn't happening at all.
Harshly, Ray laughed and stroked it again, watching for that jump to come again. His other hand moved between her legs and he pressed a finger into her wet box, growling in pleasure.
"Oh you're so tight.. And.. Oh Yes!" he exclaimed as his finger encountered her maidenhead. Darkly he chuckled whilst he fingered her wet virgin cunt, this was going to be fun to break her in to his will. "You're so wet," he whispered into her ear whilst he continued to finger and tease her.
Finally he pushed her back towards some filing cabinets and knelt down before the trembling teenager, leaning forward, he lashed out his tongue towards her splayed labia and tasted her with a teasing tongue whilst he watched her expression as he played with her clitoris. She swallowed an uncertain mewl then she gave a soft gasp, her knees slightly buckling during the overwhelming sensation that her body responded to.
He continued teasing her, "Tell me what you feel," his hands spreading her netherlips wide apart so his skilled tongue can flick back and forth, waiting for her answer.
Her voice was quiet, "S-strange s-sir, f-fuzzy kindda.."
His finger dipped into her wet snatch, sliding in and out of her slowly, tormentingly, "Continue.." he says and took her clit between his lips sucking on it more and more roughly nipping upon it lightly.
She jumped again, grbbing the cabinet behind her with a soft sounded squealing, "P-please S-sir, no.. no one has done this to me before."
