xenia_onatopp | *Locked to Christian Troy*

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Locked to Christian Troy

Xenia strides down the hallway to her room, grinning. If the man thinks he can break her he'll definitely need his stamina. Perhaps he isn't weak but only time will tell. She glances around before unlocking the door and stepping inside. A person can never be too careful, she's already had to deal with the resident preacher once already and she was so tempted to send him to the hell he claimed that she was going to.

She turns on the lights and tosses her purse on the bed before walking over to the wetbar. She takes a mini-bottle of Stolichnaya then walks over to the bed to wait. Might as well start drinking without him, given the morals around this place, she wonders if he'll even show up at all.

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*smiling* "Da, you may... if you will excuse me I was about to change before you arrived..."

He nods and pours her another drink. "By all means my dear. Change."

Xenia takes the glass and raises it toward him before downing it. She sets the glass down then walks slowly into the bathroom, swaying her hips a bit more then normal. She looks back at him and smirks.

"Where are my manners... make yourself at home... but do not make any long distance calls while I'm gone."

He chuckles and nods, mesmerized by the sway of her hips.

"Don't know anybody I could call from here anyways."

Xenia leaves the door open as she starts changing into her nightgown. She chuckles when she hears what he's said.

"Oh I am not so sure about that. I think you have perhaps many people you could call. Just not from my phone."

"Actually. I don't. All the phone numbers I have are for back home. And I don't really wanna talk to anybody there even if i could get ahold of them."

Xenia looks at herself in the mirror after she's changed and grins. He had better have the stamina he says he does... She lets down her hair then walks back into the main room. She smiles as she makes her way over to him.

"Then you sir are a liar... Do you think I am so blind that I did not see the women throwing themselves at you?"

"Never said you were blind. I've just never got any of their numbers. And that my dear is the truth."

He smiles and rests his hands on the backs of her thighs, looking up at her.

"You're the only woman on my mind right now Xenia. Hell, even when you're not around you're on my mind."

Xenia arches her brow as she looks down at him. She licks her lips when he puts his hands on her thighs and almost purrs.

"Perhaps... but..." *she not so gently knocks him away from her, walks over to the far corner of the room then turns back to face him.* "Talk is what is the phrase... cheap."

He lays back on the bed when she pushed him and turns on his side, watching her.

"That is the phrase. I know I'm good and everything but I can't get to you way over there. It's not that damn big afterall."

Xenia sneers at him. Now it's playtime! Her heart beat quickens as she watches him.

"If you can not even come to me now then maybe you're not worthy of being my play thing."

He arches a brow and licks his lips. He gets up off the bed. He knows what type she is and looks at her face before getting on his knees and crawls to her.

"I'll do anything you ask."

Xenia leans down and puts her fingers under his chin forcing his head back. She whispers against his lips.

"I know you will because you cannot break me..." She growls softly than bites his lip all over again.

He growls softly against her lips and groans.

"I'd never try."

Xenia pulls back slightly and starts pouting. She pushes him away again and snorts.

"And why not? Do you think I am some weak woman?"

"Not at all. I think you're a very strong woman. And I wouldn't want to try and take that from you nothing. Unless you wanted me to. There is nothing weak about you Xenia. If there were I would of had you in bed screaming two minutes after I walked in the door."

Xenia's mood turns on a dime and she starts to smile again.

"That is a very good answer though a doubt that you could break me." *she leans back down and practically purrs and her accent thickens a bit.* "You tink you can make me scream in less then two minutes eh?"

He brings a hand to her cheek cupping it, lightly letting his thumb caress her lips as he looks into those intense fiery eyes of hers.

"God I love you voice...I'd damn sure love to try when you decide it's time for that."

Xenia nips at his thumb and starts chuckling. She brings her hand up and trails her finger nails over his jaw line.

"Only two minutes.. I hope that it will last longer than two minutes... or I shall be very disappointed and... I am not happy when a man disappoints me."

He growls softly, nuzzling his cheek against her hand and smiles.

"Mmm baby, I said you'd be screaming in two minutes. I fully plan on satisfying you multiple times until you've had enough. I've got stamina, I will not disappoint."

Xenia's smile grows when she hears him growling. Maybe she won't try killing him just yet... but she does draw back her hand then gives him a gentle slap. The rough stuff will come later. Who knows perhaps he'll survive.

"Such promises... I will hold you..." *she pauses as she starts stroking his cheek where she'd slapped him.* "To them. Now get me another drink."

He winks at her and nods, getting up to get her drink. He likes that she's not afraid to get rough with him, that he can deal with.

"What's your poison this time?"

Xenia chuckles when he winks at her then walks over to one of the large windows. She looks out and spots his reflection in the glass out of the corner of her eye.

"Another shot will do..."

He nods and pours the shot before walking over to her. One arm sweeps around her, pulling her against him roughly. While his other hand holding the drink comes around for her to take the shot. He lightly bites the back of her neck and holds her against him.

"Here you go baby."

She growls softly but smiles as he pulls her back against him. Ahhh apparently he too knows the value of being... rough. Maybe he's has the kink thing that the man mentioned to her before, like her! When he bites her neck she resists the urge to elbow him only because she'd spill her drink. That's just something she can't allow.

"Thank you... you make a good manservent."

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