Busy?

Karina

Klaus made me eat the strangest breakfast of my entire life, as he continued to watch my mouth with every bite I took. After the fruit came the slices of bread with cheese that he wanted me to swallow, and I only got rid of him when he had an important business call.
I then take the opportunity to take a quick shower alone, and also to choose my own clothes.
— Damn, Klaus — I curse under my breath at the horned man who wants to make me his
luxury prostitute and didn't leave an acceptable item in my wardrobe to even wear to a company.
After putting on a super tight skirt and blouse set, but at least they're not extremely short, I start applying light makeup while I call Oliver from my new cell phone, which I can't deny is the most beautiful thing with its big display and a million of functions. I leave the call on speakerphone so I can apply some lipstick.
- Karina?! Karina, is that you?!—She answers me on the first ring and the his tone is very scared.
— Yes, it's me, Olly — I answer quickly, before I have a fit.
— Why didn't you answer my calls?! I was staying crazy here! Your mother called me and I had to lie so she wouldn't worry that you were dating some kind of sociopathic elf!
— Calm down, I'm alive and I'm fine, okay? I didn't answer your calls because I went to a business dinner with Klaus and I couldn't take my cell phone there — I lie.
In real life, when grown women hear that a man has taken another woman's cell phone, they get scared as hell. The problem is that Klaus isn't really a man, he's a half-demon male, which is surreal.
— But why didn't you text me when you arrived?
— Look, I can only tell you these things when I find you, and I will Send a message to my mother so she doesn't worry. — I start applying mascara.
— Karina, is this some kind of kidnapping? That's why you're not me explaining anything correctly?
Shit! I need to find a way to meet my best friend soon, maybe after stopping by Klaus' family company I can go home for a while, before she goes crazy for good.
— Olly, don't panic, please. I didn't call because... — From Suddenly my head is empty of any plausible explanation. — I was busy.
— Busy?
— Yeah, busy. Klaus has a lot of places to go, so it's...
complicated, you know? — Even to my own ears my excuse sounds lame.
But how can I explain to my best friend what I'm doing? That I'm pretending to be one guy's girlfriend to get the other guy's attention, and that this guy I'm pretending to be his girlfriend treats me like I'm his and leaves a collection of bites all over my body?
— Karina, aren't you going to tell me that you and this guy are having sex? — he whispers in fear and I want to stick my face in a hole with so much shame.
If it were with a human it would be easier to explain, but it isn't. It's with a guy who offers to have me for dessert for breakfast as if he were offering me a cup of tea.
— It’s not quite like that… — I finish applying mascara and decide apply a little black pencil to the eyes. — And I just compli…
— You're not a virgin anymore?!—I can almost see my friend jumping from one side to the other with so much anxiety.
— I'm technically a virgin… I think.
Surely having a giant tongue and then a tail stuck in my vagina means something, I just don't know what.
—Technically?! What do you mean, technically?!—scream and I'm ready to try to explain the situation, when suddenly Klaus appears in the bedroom doorway dressed in a white dress shirt, jacket, pants and tie. I choke on my own saliva from so much fright and cough a few times.
times. — Olly, I'll call you later! — I exclaim and almost drop the cell phone on the floor.
trying to press the off button —He's there, isn't he?! Right in front of him?
Yes friend. I'll call you later, bye! — I say, finally getting it press the red button.
With a drop of sweat rolling down my back from being so nervous, I face the man who enters the room and stops right in front of me. His straight brown hair isn't as neat as it usually is, and I've certainly never met any businessman who has ear piercings. But what can I say? I've also never met one that had a pair of horns.
You are ready? — He, strangely, does not comment on the connection Oliver, however, has a mischievous little smile on his face that tells me he's heard every second of this show.
— Y-yes — I murmur and stand up, this time standing a little more higher than normally, due to the heels.
— Did you put on the right panties? — he asks and I nod,
I still don't understand how I can talk about my lingerie with this guy. — Let's go out then, let me just put something that's missing... — He takes the leather collar and diamond K from his pocket, which makes me jump back.
— You don't want me to use this inside a company full of executives, he wants? — I arch my eyebrows.
— You'll use it every time I put it on you — he says in his tone. authoritative, looking me up and down the same way he did at breakfast, assessing what I'm wearing. — I would have chosen something shorter than that skirt and you hid my bite on your calf with foundation. — Makes a face at me.
— I'm sure there won't be any women wearing short clothes in a
of the biggest companies in the country — I grumble and let him put the damn collar on me.
Klaus's black hands, close to my neck, give me a more than strange sensation, as does his hot breath on the back of my neck.
— I don't care what the other females are wearing, just what the my female uses... — He comes in front of me after fastening the clasp and his fingers slide up to my chin, I realize that he has a habit of forcing me to look into his eyes. — But it's okay, you don't need to show it anymore, you already have a beautiful face to attract attention — he compliments and I swallow dry, I'm so surprised. I'm left speechless. - Let's go now.


***

Klaus

As soon as I arrive at the Dark Elf Company I look for Dante, the only reason I came here, however, his fearful secretary tells me that he is not there. And the same thing happens for almost a whole week, as if my cousin had turned into smoke in the air and disappeared. Every day he was in a different meeting, in a different city doing who knows what.
I take Karina to every place I go and I end up spending much more time with her than I intended in that one week, which makes me better understand the extent of her lack of confidence in herself and how her head works, always in survival mode. .
The female smells too scared and is always tense or embarrassed, which makes all Persians stare at her the second she enters places, especially those close to the age of heat, and this forces me to always have my hands ready in her.
Karina may even complain about the things I buy her, but every time I give her something she likes, it's as if her eyes light up, not like mine light up, of course, but they light up and she treats it as if it were very important. , even if it's a measly ring with a small diamond.
As looking for Dante is not the only thing I do with my life, I ended up taking her to the headquarters of one of my export companies and after I made her wait for me in a meeting with suppliers, the female started writing down everything for me. , almost like a secretary.
After several requests, I let Karina go to the tiny apartment where she lives with her best friend, a redhead who can smell fear even stronger than my female, but not at all tasty.
After a whole day with my friend, I make a point of picking up Karina so she can have breakfast on my lap, satisfying my inner beast, which has made my body increasingly excited.
And so, hour after hour of me having to deny my desire to possess her completely, we reached the last day of Karina's contract week. The day of the company's end of year party and the only place I'm sure I'll meet Dante.
Are you ready? — I knock twice on Karina’s bedroom door, which has been getting ready for a long time and making me impatient.
I am going! — he exclaims from the other side and before I go after the key reservation to enter, she turns the handle and appears.
The little human put on the blood red dress with sleeves that I chose, a model that was extremely close to the body and with a large slit on her thigh, just the way I like it.
— Take a walk — I order and she doesn’t argue, because she knows I’m a male.
obstinate. The turn around is slow and leaves my mouth watering.
The piece also has a deep neckline in the back, which almost shows the beginning of Karina's wide, rounded butt and then the dress goes down to the height of her heels, where the red heels of the same tone begin.
My chest vibrates at the sight of her long brown hair down, making small natural waves. The way the fabric clings to every little part of her, emphasizing her belly and waist, is just perfect. She also already wears the diamond necklace, ring and earrings set I gave her.
— Are you… purring? — he asks, with both eyebrows arches in surprise and bites her pink lower lip.
I always thought that only puppies purred, I never met an adult who did that, but with each passing day it starts to become more difficult to deny that yes, this small and delicious female makes me purr with so much accumulated lust.
— Is it ready or will I have to throw it over my shoulders so we can go?
soon? — I stop and cough a few times, which makes the damn sound go away.
— Just let me take one more look in the mirror... — he murmurs and runs to Inside the room it's a bit awkward, as the jump is very high. — You always choose such eye-catching clothes for me — she complains and starts pulling the fabric on her stomach.
I sigh softly and let my gaze travel over his figure, inhaling the scent of his skin and his nervousness, and this makes the purring come back even stronger.
— Yes, Karina, I'm purring — I admit suddenly, which makes her stop touching the fabric and look at me, without understanding anything. I approach, take his hand and place it on my chest, which vibrates. My skin heats up even though she's not even touching me directly. — I'm purring because you're beautiful. — My tail automatically goes to her leg and curls there.
She widens her eyes and shrugs her shoulders, embarrassed. I'm sure she's a lot more flushed than she lets on now, with makeup covering her cheeks.
— Thank you, you also look… very beautiful — she murmurs, looking at a little for me and then disguising it. — If-if you think I look beautiful, then we can go. — He shrugs.
— I don't think you look beautiful, you are beautiful. — I put a finger on your chin and make you really look at me. — Now come on, it's already very late.
She opens and closes her mouth, about to say something, but then stops.
— All good, let's go.