Blood and Tears

Valerie was towards the end of her shift. It was a rough night tonight; she wasn't getting as many customers as she would've liked. There was a quota she had to hit, and she hadn't reached it yet. This troubled her, but at least with one more customer she could hit the number. She refused to think about if she failed. Just imagining the punishment made her cringe horribly. As Daddy's bottom bitch, it was her responsibility to make lots of money for him on top of keeping the other hookers in line. It was a tiring task, but she remained dedicated to him out of....well, fear honestly.

Her purple eyes spotted a loner. His blood scent implied he was a vampire or another being similar to one. He appeared quite attractive. His clothes gave off the sense that he had a large sum of money. Good, she needed that right now. Her high heels clicked against the pavement as she strolled towards her target. Her walk had a sexy strut to it. Her hips swayed from side to side in her tight miniskirt. Her breasts leaked out of a sleeveless tube top. They jiggled a bit as she moved. She was pulling out all the stops.

"Hey Handsome. You look a little lonely...."

The look was topped off with an alluring, charming voice. A seductive smile graced her lips.

"I could keep you company~"

@Aedan Drago

Valerie did not expect him to go into such flattery. That took her off guard. The prostitute stared at him with a baffled expression. Her cheeks reddened as he took her hands. She could feel his cold palms against her soft skin. Her eyes gazed straight into his. Normally the responses she acquired from males were much cruder, sometimes rude. Sometimes she even spent nights in alleys thanks to an unfortunate encounter with some really nasty people. However, tonight she found a real gentleman, and he was offering her a lot of money without requiring her services. His kindness floored her.

"R-Really? You're giving me all of this and not even asking for a blowjob?"

Her tone reflected how stunned she felt. Her eyes shifted to the money; her mind quickly counted out how much he provided her. This was more than double what she needed. She felt tempted to pocket half of it for herself, but she knew her pimp would kill her if he found out she was hiding money from him. He was always very harsh when it came to that. He equated it to stealing despite the fact it was the girls that earned all that money for him. Using their bodies to line his pockets....

"Who are you?"

Val at least wanted to know that much before she went running away with a large chunk of the man's money.

@Aedan Drago

Van Thurstan....a snicker escaped her lips. She couldn't help it. What didn't help was the last name depending on the pronunciation was funny within itself. Valerie did her best to keep a straight face despite the snicker. She didn't want to be rude about his name. At least he took it in good humor though, so there was nothing to worry about. Suddenly the temperature went from bearable to freezing with the introduction of wind. The woman shivered a bit. Her attire was not appropriate for cold. That absolutely did not stop her boss from making her dress like this.

Showing that he was a gentleman once more, he provided the hooker his coat. She clung onto the coat as it was wrapped around her. Val showed him a look of gratitude in response. Then he mentioned the prospect of getting coffee. Coffee huh? Well she did happen to love coffee....this was strange. This level of kindness was baffling even.

"Alright fine, I could use the drink."

The prostitute laughed only to be rudely interrupted by her stomach. She hadn't eaten in a long time.....she shuffled in place awkwardly.

"This hooker's name is Valerie. You may shorten it to Val if you like."

Her smile returned as she moved to stand next to him.

@Aedan Drago

"A diner you say? Sounds wonderful."

She looked forward to having a good meal. Sometimes thanks to the amount of responsibilities Daddy gave her, she skipped out on food. So often Valerie put everyone else before herself. Now that someone was actually looking after her, she didn't really know what to think. For so long it had been drilled into her head that no one would do nice things for a prostitute like her. She was nothing and she needed Daddy to take care of her. Those very thoughts were being challenged with simple gestures.

Val blushed once more as he complimented her further while touching her chin. She did her best to keep her composure, but he was really insistent wasn't he?

"Not all people think that way....I can't help but wonder what makes me so interesting to you."

It was a valid question. She couldn't imagine what she did to deserve such fine treatment.

@Aedan Drago

"It'd be mutually beneficial."

She wrapped her arm around his. It gave off the appearance that she was his girlfriend. She had done this a few times in order to trick other party guests into thinking her client wasn't lonely. This was a different scenario altogether though. She wasn't sure if this could be classified as a date. It was certainly a get together, but he was doing this out of kindness rather than any desire to have her. At least so it seemed. It was hard to judge just what he wanted, but she went along with it.

Valerie allowed herself to be guided to the diner as she held his arm. Her body slightly leaned against his. Perhaps now the collar on her neck would be noticeable. The bits of light on the street reflected off of the metal bits on the collar. It seemed like a rather odd accessory to combine with her outfit. It's not that it didn't coordinate; it just didn't seem like Val was the type to wear that sort of thing as decoration.

"Thank you for everything. I'm unsure how to repay you...."

He was seemingly rich, and she was dependent on a prick that regularly abused her. What could a lowly prostitute like her offer in return?

@Aedan Drago