A Kitsune for Him. [ Skye Pilot & Darkness Embraced]

After Davis had left Alexandria, he went up to his own private bathroom, taking a long shower, cleaning himself up. He hadn't noticed just how many small scratches and nicks she had left on him. His arms and legs had little dashes, several larger marks ran at angles down most of his back. As he ran the water, letting it get hot, he looked at himself in the mirror. Some of the wounds were still very fresh, leaking a few drops of precious crimson. Each and every one only made him want her even more. The more rough he was with Alexandria, the rougher she would be on him. Davis had been looking for a pet like her for some time.

But then there were still the scars on his face. Those might be hard to explain, since a simple peice of clothing wouldn't just cover them up. A few more thoughts of possible punishments passed through his mind, though he let them go. She really had been severely used today. Regardless, she would go through even more during their next session... and in a few days, the entire mansion would be a host for his most recent business merger, and most of the guests were fully expecting personal entertainment. Davis was considering keeping her for his own showpiece, being she was the most gorgeous girl he owned. Of course, if he did that, Davis would let her off his arm for a monetary exchange.

As Davis thought about all of this, he treated his wounds, and then went into the shower, cleaning himself up. The soap stung at the deeper cuts, forcing him to yelp with the pain now and again. That in itself seemed to hurt more than the cuts themselves.

After his shower, Davis simply pulled on his leather plans, forgoing a shirt. He wasn't ripped by any means, but he had the outline of a developing six pack going. Walking out of the bathroom, the late afternoon sunlight drifted in through the windows. Still plenty of time for another session with Alexandria of course, though she needed her rest for now. Instead, he went off to go find Monica, as he was sure she needed an afternoon delight.

A special glass of water had been set on the nightstand of Alexandria's room, within easy reach. It had been placed their much earlier in the day, almost as soon as she had been taken from her room that morning. Mixed into the water was a special revitalizing compound, something one of the companies Davis had bought out was developing. It was nowhere near the federal approval stage, but Davis waned to give it a test. All Alexandria needed to do was take a single sip, and while she slept, her fur and flesh would all be good as new. Any tufts that had been pulled out, any scrapes or cuts would all be healed as she slept... meaning that everday, Davis could be just as rough as he liked, and by morning, he could repeat it all over again.

A knock was heard on Alexandrias door, mostly as a warning that someone was coming in. Monica opened the door, the hinges creaking and squeaking a bit. "Good Morning!" she called out, filled with more engery and happiness than anyone should be. The neko stepped into the room with breakfast for the kitsune, just as she had done the day before. "My my, you certainly got your beauty sleep," she remarked. Alexandria looked as if nothing had happened to her at all, except for the brand on her hip.

Alexandria had slept restlessly through the night, her dreams filled with nightmares that centered around Davis and what he had done the day before. Each time she woke up, the kitsune was in tears and she was trembling with fear and anger. The next morning, the knock on her bedroom door woke her up and she opened her eyes. As she shifted on the bed a little, she expected pain to rush through her but she didn't feel anything. How ever, just because the physical pain was gone, didn't mean that the emotional pain was. Even though all her wounds were healed, the kitsune could still feel them.

When she heard Monica knock on the door and enter, she pulled the cover of the bed up over her head, wanting to hide from the neko. She didn't bother to warn the other girl about the broken mirror and all the glass that was on the ground. Her hair brush was sitting near the door of the room since it bounced after she threw it through the floor length mirror.

The girl softly sniffled and curled up into a tighter ball. As the neko approached the bed, a soft growl escaped Alexandria's throat in warning that she wouldn't hesitate to lash out at anyone that touched her at the moment, her razor sharp claws glinting in the light that came in through the window. She hated everything and everyone around her at the moment. But she hated herself and davis the most.

Monica noticed quickly that Alexandria had pulled up the covers around herself, forming her own little protective shield from the sheets. Stepping closer to the bed, she placed the tray of food down on the nightstand, next to the empty glass. She had no clue that Davis had laced it with some mystery drug concoction of his. After she set down the tray, Monica turned, and saw the shattered glass by the mirror, all the tiny shards scattered about the floor.

At first, she was tempted to ask if it was Davis's doing, but as soon as she saw the hairbrush in the remnants, Monica thought better of asking. It was obvious Alexandria had broken the mirror in a fit of rage... so in way, it was by Davis's own twisted doing. "I'll... I'll get that glass cleaned up for you later..." she said, her tone almost instantly changing now. Part of her too hated Davis, for how painful he could treat all of his girls, but he did have redeeming qualities, even if he hid them under a thick skin most of the time.

"Are you going to be okay, dear?" Monica asked, stepping back to the edge of the bed, there for the young girl if she needed someone to talk to, or a shoulder to cry on. "I can leave if you like..." she offered too, though she wanted to help anyway she could.

Alexandria sniffled again and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand as she listened to Monica enter the room and set the tray of food down. Because of her heightened senses, the kitsune could smell the food but insted of making her hungry like it should have it just made her feel like she was going to be sick. She heard the neko speak and she slowly opened her eyes as she remembered what she had down the night before after taking her bath. After the other girl said she'd have the glass picked up later, the kitsune finally spoke up. "Don't replace the mirror." she said, though her voice was muffled. "I don't want another mirror put in here ever again."

The girl never wanted to see her own reflection again. The day before had been the first time she had ever seen what she looked like and she never wanted to see herself ever again because she didn't want to see what everyone else saw.

She became silent for a little while as Monica asked her if she was going to be okay. Alexandria stared at the inside of her little cacoon as she thought of the question. She probably would be okay physically but she didn't know if she would be mentally since she felt like screaming and lashing out at everyone and everything. "He... he..." she began before softly sobbing for a moment. "That bastard ....." She trailed off, unable to bring herself to say what he had done to her. Insted she curled up into a tighter ball with another sob.

Monica frowned hearing the hidden girl break into tears after her sorrowful words. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, she ran a hand along Alexandria's side, not sure if that would do much to comfort her or not. "Shh..." The neko whispered out softly. "I know... I know..." she continued, letting out her own sigh, memories of her own first few days rushing back, her flesh still bearing many of the scars.

Monica sat there for a little while with Alexandria, letting her cry, almost afraid to leave her alone, more afraid of what torments Davis had in store for the Kitsune today... If last night, after Davis had gotten done with herself, Monica could only imagine what Alexandria was going to be put through today. After a while, she whispered back out. "You should at least try to eat something..." she tried to encourage, knowing fully well the offer would most likely be declined.

"Davis told me that you can wear anything you like today... you can have your pick from the closet..." Monica said. "He also said that if you don't meet him in his room by lunchtime, he will come here for you instead..." The neko bit her lower lip, knowing how terrible that must sound to the young covered up girl. "He did mention something about taking you outside today too, if you wanted..."

With that, Monica stood up quietly, and left the room, closing the heavy door behind her.

Alexandria continued to sob heavily as Monica tried to comfort her and the knowledge that the neko was doing so just upset her more. The girl had never had anyone care for her before and it upset her that any kind of caring words would come at the price of her own torement and pain. When she was told she should at least try to eat something, she shook her head with a soft sob. "I-I'm not hungry." she said softly. Her pillow was soaked with tears and her tears kept coming despite her struggle to try and stop them.

She remained silent, other then her soft sobbing and sniffling, as Monica talked to her. The kitsune became tense when she was told that she was to meet Davis in his room by lunch or he would come to her room. Not even the mention of taking her outside excited her at the moment. Alexandria just wanted to remain hidden in her cacoon of sheets and covers as if they could protect her. When Monica left the room, the young girl slowly uncurled herself from her nest of covers and pushed them away. The bright light that shone into her room hurt her sensative eyes and she winced with a soft wimper before blinking several times.

The kitsune sat up slowly and paused when she felt no pain, looking down in surprise to see no bruises and when she touched the back of her head where the cut had been, all she felt was smooth skin. She slowly shook her head and stood up, padding over to the window on wobbly legs. For a moment the girl gazed outside at the green grass down below then at the trees as the breeze blew through the leaves. Sighing, she moved over to the closet and opened it. She didn't like how everything in there was mostly revealing. For several minutes she just stood there staring at the clothing before finally taking out the most covering piece of clothing in the closet.

It was a beautiful dress that clung to her body here and there. It was an off the shoulder dress that reached almost to her knees with long sleeves that flared out and went past her fingertips. The dress was made of a material that moved like water and it was a white color that shimmered each time she moved. With that dress, she chose a pair of normal white panties with a pair of simple low heeled shoes. Alexandria refused to become dressed up in the revealing things that would turn Davis on.... That Davis would enjoy seeing her in. Turning, she began to dress slowly and she carefully pulled her tail through the hole in the back of the dress before slipping her feet into the shoes.

Moving over to where her hairbrush was sitting in the pool of glass and she picked it up. After shaking the glass out of the soft bristles, she quickly began brushing her long hair. How ever, insted of just letting it hang down she picked up a large shard of glass and began hacking through her hair so that it was choppy and hung an inch her shoulders. Around her on the floor laid locks of over two feet of shimmering silver hair. As she looked down at the long hair that had taken many years to grow out, a single tear trickled down her cheek before she wiped it away and slipped out of her bedroom. Little did she know, her long hair would be back to how it was the next morning because of the drug that Davis was slipping in her drink.

Alexandria looked up and down the hall before slowly padding down the hall, following Davis' faint scent to his bedroom where she stopped infront of the door and just stared at it for a moment before knocking on the door. She stood there in silence as she waited for a responce.

(Sorry it's so long. Kinda got carried away.)

Davis was laying in his large king sized bed when he heard the knock on the door. He had been watching the clock now and then, part of him hoping that he would have to go to the Kitsune's room, and take care of matters there. Davis jumped a bit when he heard her hand rapping on the large oak door, a smile instantly spreading across his face.

Slipping out of the bed, Davis went and opened up the door. In front of him stood Alexandria, her hair chopped off, the elegant dress almost just as thin as she was. "I see you cut your hair," He said, looking her over the rest of the way. It appeared the slip of chemicals in her drink had done the trick, for the most part, which pleased him greatly. All he wore was a pair of beat up jeans, a few cuts and worn spots on them, especially in the knees. His bare chest was fully presented, and his dark hair was airbrushed, slightly messy, but not overly so.

Davis stepped out of the way, letting her come into his large bedroom. It was on one of the upper corners of the massion, looking out over the large wilderness of his backyard. Two of the outer walls were completley glass, curving up to form the ceiling too, letting in plenty of light, and giving a great view of untouched woodland. The floor was all hardwood, coated with a shinny gloss, enough to see a faint reflection. His canopy bed was tucked away into one corner, large enough for 8, not even including himself. The sheets were a black satin on the top, bright red underneath, with matching pillows.

Davis closed and locked the door, then stepped up behind his little pet softly, almost hoping she wouldn't notice at first. His strong hands moved around her waist, trapping her in the confines of his arms. Pulling her close against himself, Davis places a few light kisses along the side of her neck, giving each of her fuzzy ears attention too. "My my, aren't you the pretty one today?" Davis smirked a little, holding her even closer. His hands moved down from her waistline, and onto the front of her upper thighs, giving each one tender squeezes.

When she heard the doorknob turning, Alexandria softly swallowed and closed her eyes for a moment until she heard the door opening and she slowly opened her eyes again, refusing to let him see how upset she was on the inside. She watched him step aside so she could enter and she slowly did with her head held high and her shoulders squared. As she entered, her tail trailed along behind her a little like a furry train on a dress and she stopped in the middle of the room. The girl just stood there, completely still with her arms hanging at her sides.

The kitsune heard Davis shut and lock the door, clenching her jaw for a moment while closing her eyes as her heart began pounding wildly against her ribcage. She stood there in silence, her ears twitching slightly as her master walked towards her and she slowly opened her eyes to stare at the floor. She made a soft sound in the back of her throat when she felt Davis' hands on her small waist and she stumbled backwards into him when he pulled her against him. The girl tensed and clenched her hands into fists as he kissed her soft thin neck and she laid her ears flat against her head as he came into contact with the fluffy soft fox ears. She was glad that her fox ears were smaller then the other normal kitsune's because when they folded their ears back, it was still fairly easy to reach them but when she folded her ears back it was much harder.

At the mention of her looking pretty, Alexandria's gaze hardened while she gritted her teeth before speaking softly. "I wouldn't know how I looked." she said, her voice hard with a cold tone to it. "There was a small incident involving the mirror in my room." The word 'incident' came out sarcastically and it was obvious by the way she said it that it was no accident.