D O W N S I D E of technology(Christian

[melanie]

"Are you sure you don't want to come with me?" Melanoe asked once more, turning around in the doorway to face her sister. Melanie with nothing better to do was going to the mall and she really didn't want to go alone. But also she couldn't exactly make Elena come with her. Closing the book I'n her lap, ELENA'S focus was once again on Melanie. "The books getting really good, Edward and Bella were just reunited. I couldn't possibly leave now, I mean not unless you want me to go..?"

Melanie despite herself couldn't help but to smile, at her sisters response. "Really?" She asked laughing before she continued a moment later. "Sure it's sweet and all. Her rushing to save the love of her life. But he broke her heart, Bella deserves better." Elena merely grinned, ignoring her sisters pessimistic view on Edward and Bella. "Oh you just say that because you've never been in love Melly! I bet if you were Bella you'd do the same as she." Melanie scoffed, shaking her head. "Yeah... Thank god for that. I'm not going to be that girl. The one whose world falls apart for one guy. Anywayyyy I'll see later Elena." 

She turned and walked out of the room, pushing her purse further up her arm as she did so. As she walked down the hall she heard her sister yell out after her. "Bye Melanie! Bring me back something cute!" Melanie shook her head laughing once more. She said nothing but she and her sister both knew that she would in fact bring something home. She moved through the house easily, and less than five minutes later she was stepping out onto the sidewalk. 

Pulling her jacket tighter together, it was a bit cold...and that was to be expected considering how exposed her legs were. But the outfit was cute and it wasn't like she was going to be outside for long at all. She was just lucky that it didn't take long for her to hale a cab. Setting inside she shifted her weight, smoothing out her skirt. "The mall nearby.." She said and that was the only time she looked at the driver the entire ride. He was a but creepy, in her mind at least...she was glad it wasn't a long ride.

At the mall she easily slide out of the cab, handing him a large bill. "Keep the change..." She murmured as she closed the door behind her. Stepping up onto the sidewalk, her flats made a small thud sound against the pavement while she made her way towards the entrance. Now inside she knew exactly where she was going...the first floor wasn't where she needed to be. Up to the second, her favorite and one of the few good stores here. Sadly she had a bit to walk before she reached the elevator..at least luck seemed to be on her side and the door was open...closing but she managed to get on before it closed. She normally didn't talk to people here, and so she didn't even bother to see if she was alone or not. Pressing the '2' button a soft sigh escapes her lips as the elevator started to move..Something was off...it moved about five feet up and with a loud hiss it cane to a complete stop...the door didn't open, nothing happened, and Melanie was stuck inside..a moment later a voice on the intercoms confirmed her fears. Apologizing for the inconvince the man explained they'd fix it as soon as possible and asked that everyone remain calm... "You have got to be kidding me."

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[CHRISTIAN DAVEK]

EVERYONE THINKS THAT I HAVE IT ALL
C A S T L E W A L L S
BUT IT'S SO E M P T Y LIVING BEHIND THESE

It was pretty sad when your life becomes better once your parents are out of the picture. His father was dead, leaving him basically an orphan at Camp Half Blood, unclaimed by his anonymous goddess mother. Of course there he had befriended a demigod son of Dionysus, Nathan Wilder. And instead of being stuck at Camp Half Blood year round, Christian was invited to live with the wild and wealthy Wilder family, consisting of Stella, Stanley, and his good friend Nathan. They partied, got high, and barely went to school. Stella and Stanley seemed pleased to have sort of adopted Christian, and Christian was pleased to share in some of the great deal of money the Wilder family had come across. Which he was putting to good use now at the mall. Nathan was in Victoria’s Secret, screwing one of the workers in a dressing room, while Christian headed towards the elevator.

He wanted new clothes. He liked to dress nice and was ready to get some new sports coats and slacks and shoes, even. Perhaps he’d take a look at the music and movie shops and head on to the video game store when he was done. That was where the two had agreed to meet. Christian sighed in relief, pleased to be on the elevator alone and he rolled his eyes when someone stopped the closing doors to slide in. It was a young woman, so that wasn’t so bad…Familiar by the looks of her backside. Christian eyed her up and down, not paying much attention until the intercom came on. His eyes flickered upwards and he sighed, leaning back against the wall. He didn’t care much…He had all the time in the world, and at least he wasn’t alone. He ran his fingers through his hair and pulled a silver flask out of his pocket (borrowed from Nathan) and took a long sip from the alcohol inside.

The girl’s voice was familiar and Christian leaned forward to get a look at her. “Oh it’s you,” he commented with a smirk, stepping up more beside her, sliding his hand over her ass. She always seemed a bit uptight, so she’d at least prove fun to screw around with until the elevator was fixed. “This could take a while…Anything you want to do?” he whispered, leaning in towards her ear. Oh he imagined all the things he could do or say, and she’d probably slap him a few times, and he’d have a good laugh about it all. He knew there was no real hope of getting into her pants, so why bother actually trying when he could amuse himself in other ways?

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[melanie]

New shoes, well heels, more correctly. Skirts, a few shirts...dresses, and everything else that she needed to go with the outfits that she would pick put today. Mentally she was going over a few ideas in her mind...colors that she wanted, any particular style that she could think of to look for. Of course while she was here it couldn't help to look for her gown. Shopping for the Valentines ball was something that she planned on doing with her sister, but looking never hurt anything. Not to mention she needed to get an idea if the color at least. So that she could start to look for a mask as well.

She needed some new outfits...well several actually. she refused to wear an entire outfit more than one. A skirt or shirt she loved, perhaps it would get used once or twice more. But a majority of her clothes were a one time thing. It sounded spoiled and extremly selfish, but she could afford to be. Her Father certainly had more than enough money for her to be. Anyway...other than herself, she needed to pick out a few things for Azrael. A girl that for sone reason Elena had been determined to save. She was an orphan and the fact that their Father had taken her in was a surprise.

Melanie wasn't quite sure what to think of her, she didn't know her very well. But hating her was out of the question. She was unclaimed, it seemed more and more unclaimed demigods were poping up recently. For a thirteen year old age wasn't half bad.,.not that she talked about her at school...but Azrael was surprisingly enough not like most girls her age. Melanie could at least tolerate being in the same room as her for more than ten minutes at a time. She wasn't half bad but she wasn't exactly attached yet, she didn't know the girl very well.

Shopping was something that she lived, and with more than enough money to spend, she could do it as often and as long as she wished. Of course before she could buy a single item she had to get up to the second floor. There were many was to do that but she had choosen the elevator. Who knew that it would be such a mistake. The mall was newer...top of the line technology, but apparently that meant nothing. It didn't stop the stupid thing from breaking down. Now who knew how long they'd be stuck here...with only herself...it wouldn't be a top protiety to get it up and running again.

She was going to go crazy, even mire so when she pulled out her cell phone only to see that she didn't have any reception. She was alone...and apparently she had nothing to do. Who knew how long it'd be and she had no way of telling Elena or anyone else where she was. Honestly she was sure she was going to go crazy, that was until she realized she wasn't as alone as she had first assumed. When they spoke, it was far too familiar for her liking. Her stomach dropped and for the moment she glared at the closed doors in front of her.

Maybe if she ignored him, he'd just leave her alone. She'd been conplaining about being alone...now she wasn't sure which situation she really prefered. "If i didn't know any better, I'd say you were stalking me." She teased, with a small laugh. Because some part of her was happy to see him again and that in itself drove her crazy. That was nothing compared to how she felt when he moved closer to her. His hand was on her...more correctly on her ass and it sent mixed emotions through her entire body.

Her body shivered, a chill running down her spine all the while. She had never had sex but she had been to enough parties.,to enough clubs. She'd been groped more than enough times...but never had it actually gotten to her, and even worse than that, she had never enjoyed it. Which was disgusting in itself. She turned around, not slapping him like she had wanted, instead she simply pushed his hand away. He had a good foot over her, maybe more than that but she stood her ground she was by no means afraid of him..not if him or the way he was getting to her.

It was hard to keep up the hard mask, to seem unaffected and in control. It was hard, and that much harder when he spoke again. She swallowed, knowing full well what he meant...any idiot would. "What do I want...." She asked her voice low and seductive. Never braking his gaze, she placed her hand upon his chest, moving her fingers slowly down the full length of his torso. Only stopping when she reached the top of his pants. She leaned forward, to whisper into his ear her next. "I want you to fuck me long and hard.." She breathed, slowly pulling away.

She kept silent for a moment giving him the time to react, before she smiled quite amused with herself. "What do you think I want, an elevator? Really classy., but by all means if you want to. Have fun with yourself, I certainly won't stop you." She stepped back, leaning her back against the otherwise of the elevator. He had made quite a game of messing with her. It was about time he got a taste of hid own medicine. Of course her own words had effected her...and pulling away had been hard, it was okay as long as he didn't see.,,

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[CHRISTIAN DAVEK]

EVERYONE THINKS THAT I HAVE IT ALL
C A S T L E W A L L S
BUT IT'S SO E M P T Y LIVING BEHIND THESE

What he was was eager. What he was not was stupid. He didn’t let his expression change when Melanie replied, an all too seductive and suggestive words and tone. Oh not that he wouldn’t enjoy fucking her…She was hot. But he was wary. Unlike Nathan, he knew not every girl wanted to spread her legs, and he was smart enough to realize certain changes in “opinion” were not always real. He rose his eyebrow and smirked just seconds before she went on. He had known it, of course. She was an uptight bitch who would probably never get laid, which made it all the more fun to screw with her. He was a jack ass, and he didn’t care. If he could use her for his own amusement until the elevator picked up again, that was okay with him. He knew he could get to her…He was more than confident in that area.

“Oooh…There’s no need to play hard to get,” he teased, slowly walking over to her, pressing both hands to the wall on either side of her. “The elevator’s stuck. We need something to do to pass the time,” he murmured, pressing his fingertips lightly into her knee and slowly trailing them up her leg. “And I’m sure a bit of movement would get this thing moving again…Don’t tell me you want to be stuck in here with me all day…” he teased, chuckling softly into her ear as his other hand dropped down to her shoulder, index finger tracing her collarbone and down her cleavage. “I won’t tell anyone…But I know how you girls like to have fun,” he said, musing about that crappy “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun” song that was playing quietly in the elevator.

Perfect seduction music, no?

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[melanie]

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Being stuck in a elevator sucked, no matter who you were...it wasn't a situation that anyone would be in. Today had been going rather well, good actually. Melanie Emerson's life was far from perfect. Maybe to many it would seem that way, but it certainly wasn't. So for things to going so well...she should have known that it wouldn't last. But 'karma' she had expected it would get to her in some other way if at all. Maybe they wouldn't have that cute dress in her size or she couldn't find that perfect pair of shoes...

Never in a million years would she have guessed anything like this. Even as a pessimist, she never could have never seen this one coming. Christian Davek was just a boy around her age that she had seen a few times. He was certainly making new York seem like a very small city. Never had she run into one particular person so many times. Not someone she knew so little about at least. They had met at the park, when she had gone there to get her very drunk sister. They had gone to his friend Nathan's house for a bit...but nothing had happened. The only other time she had seen him besides now was at a party...and even then it hadn't been anything close to this.

Ten minutes, twenty...an hour? Two? Who knew how long it would take for this stupid thing to finally get going again. Honestly she wasn't exactly the most patient person in the world. She wanted out of her as soon as possible. Of course she sadly couldn't stand around and do nothing. Her stupid pride had made her come up with a 'brilliant' idea. Christian seemed to like messing with her. So she figured now was as good of a time as any to give him a taste of his own medicine. Never would she have guessed that things would turn so badly against her.

"And who said I was playing?" She retorted, challenging to try and prove her wrong. She was seventeen years old, she had been turning down boys since the moment she had hit puberty..she had done this many times before, he wasn't going to be any different than the others. From afar she was strong and confident, more than sure of herself..of course it was a lot harder to do as he moved closer to her. She wanted to move back...but with her body now firmly pressed against the elevator wall... There was no where else for her to go.

Her expression faltered, but she refused to let the uncertainty show. Nor would she break his gaze as his hands pressed against the wall. Not touching her, but all too obviously boxing her in, trapping her. Now the only way for her to move would be to go through him. No..no, this was not happening. This wasn't going happen. There was nothing, these were the things her mind was screaming at herself. Logic still very much there...but the same couldn't be said of her body...it simply didn't stand a chance. She was trying to convince herself it was just the situation...such a closed space...but deep down it was so much more than that. She couldn't say no, but she had to. It was disgusting how she could even let herself think about this. "Of course you won't..." She murmured, he wouldn't tell anyone. She was just another piece of ass, another girl to add to his very long list...a list that she wanted no part of but she couldn't 't push him away, she couldn't say the four letter word that would end all of this..

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[CHRISTIAN DAVEK]

EVERYONE THINKS THAT I HAVE IT ALL
C A S T L E W A L L S
BUT IT'S SO E M P T Y LIVING BEHIND THESE

Awww. She thought he didn’t now any better. Christian didn’t know Melanie all that well, but he read people easily. He could tell it was getting to her, and he was pleased by that. He only expected to piss her off by pressing her so hard, but he might actually get some fun out of this. If there was anything that could be said for Christian it was that he was a horny bastard, and he was pretty good at getting what he wanted out of people. Sex was like breathing: a necessity for living. There were just some cases Christian deemed hopeless, and apparently he had been wrong about this one. Melanie Emerson wasn’t quite what he expected, and he was going to put that to good use.

He sighed and smirked as she spoke again and shook his head. “Well if you want me to, I’ll shout it from the rooftops. I just didn’t think you’d want me to ruin your pretty reputation. I was trying to be a nice guy,” he assured her, running one hand up and down her inner thigh slowly, gently, teasingly. The other played with her neck and collarbone in the same way, now and then playing with a strand of her soft, dark hair. “It’s getting a little warm in here, don’t you think?” he murmured, fingering the hem of her dress suggestively, smirking as he pressed his lips against hers. Of all the places he had fucked people, he had never done so in an elevator…This day was turning out more interesting than he imagined. And he was not about to complain.

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[melanie]

 
Melanie was the type of person who loved to use people, she thrived off of being in control. At school she was the best, the one everyone listened to her. Boys wanted her...and girls, most hated her...but were too afraid of her to do much of anything. She and Elena had the entire student body and staff wrapped around their pretty little fingers. She could be a bitch and that was just fine with her. People couldn't be forced to live you, but fear was just as useful and powerful of a tool. She was used to being in control, using others like puppets and tossing them aside when she no longer had muse for them.

Never in all her life, not in seventeen years had the roles been in reverse. Never had anyone had an control over her, never like this. She was like a puppet and Christian Davek was pulling all of the strings. Just a few touches of his hand and she was giving in to his every whim. She wasn't this girl... The type that gave in so easily...but it seemed she no longer had any say in the matter, her body was enjoying the attention far more than she'd ever like to admit. 

It was almost painful, hoe good it all felt. Which in a way made it that much worse. This would mean nothing to him...just another conquest, a slut like the hundreds or so other girls that he had fucked. Her first time was supposed to be special. Such a stupid and naive idea given the way the world was today. Sex was just sex to most but to her, she had wanted to mean more than that. She trembled, her body jerking a bit at his touch. This was amazing, and yet not nearly enough. 

No she didn't want anyone to know but she wasn't about to beg him to keep his mouth shut. She wanted her pride after this was over, even if it was only in pieces.. "I don't if or who you tell. There's a good chance most won't believe you." the people who knew her, really knew, this kind of thing was not her at all...But sadly it was now, and there wasn't a thing that she could do about it. 

There was nothing to be said, even if she had wanted to speak...all hope was lost the moment his lips finally pressed to her. It was all over then, the very first kiss signed the end of all self control she may have had left. She had boyfriends before...she had madeout with quite a few people...but, nothing like this. It was like a spark had been started between them the moment he kissed her. Far more stronger than anything else and she didn't stand a chance. She returned his kiss, finally giving into it all. Her hips pressed firmly against his, her hands finding his shoulders and she tried to erase the space that didn't exist between them.

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[CHRISTIAN DAVEK]

EVERYONE THINKS THAT I HAVE IT ALL
C A S T L E W A L L S
BUT IT'S SO E M P T Y LIVING BEHIND THESE

Of course they wouldn’t he was half tempted to say. Honestly, the way she acted, it was hard to believe she had ever been laid…He honestly thought she hadn’t but considering how fast things were moving now, he wasn’t so sure. Now her sister on the other hand, that was a story people would believe. Hell, he wouldn’t doubt that he and Nathan could convince Elena herself something had happened with both of them. Oh it was a fun thing to think about. He had heard plenty of stories, and he had only been in the city a short time. But Elena’s reputation was quite large and Christian had heard all of the stories. Being such a party girl, why wouldn’t she believe something like that? It was Melanie that people would have to second guess the story about, and Christian honestly didn’t care if anyone knew or not as long as it happened.

No matter how irritating her personality had been, she was still attractive and he was still somewhat drawn to her. What could he say? He enjoyed a bit of fun and drama…Kept things interesting. So no matter how much he had disliked her upon first meeting, he was drawn to her at the same time. It was all very strange, but he wasn’t about to think about that now. He had other matters to attend to. He had Melanie Emerson right where he wanted her. Sure, it was a tempting and amusing thought to pull away and tell her he had been screwing with her…That he didn’t really want her and how could anyone find her attractive? Sadly, he was to the point where self control didn’t really exist. He was turned on and ready to go and nothing was going to stop him now. He kissed her deeply, his hands sliding up her legs, higher now and pushing up her skirt. He pressed himself against her, grinning as he moved his lips down to her neck.

BLACKOUT

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[melanie]

 
She felt her heart racing, beating against the inside of her chest. Honestly she had never thought her heart could beat so fast. It was amazing it hadn't combusted. These sensations were all so new to her and as wrong as she knew it was, she simply couldn't get enough. Slow and sweet...intimate and romantic...those were things she had wanted to use to describe her first time...certainly not what this was. 

Not that any of this was things that she ever thought would happen. Her stomach was in knots, she couldn't get enough of this. A sigh of pleasure broke through her lips the moment he broke the kiss. She bite her lower lip as pulled him closer, her hands moving to his chest. Pulling on his shirt she had to get his skirt off...everything off, there was far too much fabric and she simply couldn't wait another moment. 

_BLACKOUT_

Still nothing, the elevator still wasn't working..and who knew how much time had passed since they had started. Melanie lauded bitterly under her breath. Sitting on the floor, her back against the wall, her legs soldier out lazily in front of her. "God I'm such a whore." She muttered under her breath, she was far too happy to actually be angry about what she had just done...but she was well aware that these feelings of ecstasy wouldn't last long. 

She was a mess, her hair tangled, her dress torn quite a bit..,not to mention her poor panties hadn't even survived the experience. Her flats were fine, but they were on the other side of the elevator and at the moment she didn't feel like going to get them. It was amazing she even had enough sense to push down her skirt to cover herself. She titled her head back, closing her eyes for a moment. "And to think we're still stuck here...got any more brilliant ideas." She asked after a few moments, curious to see what he had to stay.

Maybe he wouldn't but she was getting an idea of her own. Shifting her weight, she got to her feet a few moments later ignoring any discomfort she had from moving. "I want to make a deal with you." The serious had returned as did her self-control. There was no point in trying to be shy about it, or trying to lead up to what she wants. She was bot going to be another nameless face, she refused to be. "Obe day, the rest of today is what I want. I want to get to know you. Prove that there is something good in you." The next part was a bit harder to say but she was sure it was her only chance of getting him to agree. "Just give me today, ad then you can whatever you want. Tonight I'm yours to do whatever you want with. That maybe nothing at all. Up to you."

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MUSE:[/color] music?
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