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Purchase Negotiation 15: Orders

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Previous: Owned


Mr. MacDiarmad raised his eyebrows at Leander.  “Is there a problem?”

He shifted, setting his weight on his heels and doing his damnedest to meet his owner’s eyes.  “No, sir. No problem.”

“Sylviane?  You agreed that you’d take on a bodyguard.  So what’s the problem?”

“The problem isn’t him, Daddy.  It’s you. You! I’ll take a bodyguard, fine.  If you insist that having him under your Name is the only way for you to be sure that he’ll do his job fine.  Have him Belong to you. The problem is that you shoved him on me without taking to him. You know better.  You ought to, at least. He’s on edge, he’s uncomfortable, and he looks like he’s waiting for the rug to be yanked out from under him at any moment.”

“I’m not…” Leander fell silent as she kicked him in the calf. Continue reading

Purchase Negotiation Fourteen – Owned

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Previous: Performance Anxiety



Leander felt a sudden surge of panic and a twist in his gut.  Fuck, he thought this had been going –

well, ridiculously too well.  He wasn’t the sort of guy you bought for this, let’s be honest.  He wasn’t the sort of guy you bought for anything but being a thug, unless you were a particular sort of sadist.

His owner or his… handler? being a sadist was still on the table, he reminded himself. Continue reading

Purchase Negotiation 13: Performance Anxiety

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Previous: Family


If you want to sleep with me…

Leander didn’t exactly freeze, but he did go quiet for a moment.  He looked at Sylviane. She was looking – well, he thought she was looking shy.  He was going to put his foot in it in the worst way.

He cleared his throat and decided to go for honestly.  “I… well. You’re gorgeous. You’re sweet. You’re absolutely nothing like what I expected.  You’re nothing like what I’m used to. And uh. I… you don’t want to do that. You don’t want me to do that.

He braced himself for anger, for hurt, for something.  She looked confused. “I don’t want to… sleep with you?  Have sex with you?” She whispered the last and he once again had to think about her age, or maturity, in some confusion.   “Do you, uh. Do you have spines or something?” Continue reading

Purchase Negotiation 12: Family

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Previous: What You Like



Leander let Sylviane lead him out of the park and out of Ellie’s line of sight.  “I’m sorry,” she murmured. “We didn’t use your whole hour yet, and I’m worried that if we don’t go home, she’s just going to follow us around trying to figure out how to get into your pants.  Which, uh. I don’t mind if you sleep with some of my friends, but I’d really rather you not sleep with her.  She counts coup.”

Struck by an urge he didn’t quite understand, Leander leaned down and in so he could murmur directly into Sylviane’s ear.  “If I am your boyfriend,” he pointed out, “I shouldn’t be sleeping with any of your friends, or even people who just think they’re your friends… should I?” Continue reading

Purchase Negotiation: Collared

Okay, this has been bugging me for a bit.  Leander sort of magically gets collared on the drive.  Oops!

So here’s his collaring scene.  This happens in the middle-beginning of Chapter Five


Mr. MacDiarmad led him out of the garage and through a long hallway that seemed to be there for the sole purpose of being a hallway.  That led out into a wide living room – leather and brown-tones, wood and wide windows opening on a generously large yard.  

“First things first.  If you would kneel?” Continue reading

Purchase Negotiation 10: What You Like

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Previous: Rocks and Bitches



His magical muscles were atrophied.  They hadn’t been put to any use at all in longer than he cared to think about.  

He treated it like any other muscle he needed to work.  He stretched it more than was comfortable, but not enough that he couldn’t move the next day.  He glanced over at Sylviane, who looked, more than anything, curious.

“Good set of Words,” she murmured.  For a moment, forgetting that he was not being Kept by her, he braced for the praise – and, in a part of his brain that wasn’t really listening to reason, to the insult that would come right afterwards, with the downswing of his mood without his consent or control.

None of that came. Continue reading

Purchased: Rocks and Bitches

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Leander stood still, his hands moving behind his back, his chin up.  He wasn’t meeting her eyes, but he could see Sylviane anyway.  And she did not look like he had just defied her.  

“I just mean…” She faltered and tilted her head.  “Here, come downstairs with me.” She reached for his hand, dropped her hand, and led the way.

Leander followed.  If he tried to gauge forty feet when he couldn’t see her, he was going to get a headache.

Even more of a headache.

She waited until they were downstairs, through what looked like a very well-appointed bar, and into a gym some colleges would kill for, before she said anything.  “Okay, look. It’s your body, and you can do what you want with it as far as I’m concerned. You’re a fae bodyguard. You could look like Poindexter and still kick ass, right?”

“…Right…”  He had no idea what she meant by, well, anything anymore. Continue reading

Purchased: Learning The Way Around

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Previous: Purchased: Boyfriend Experience



She stood up like they hadn’t just been negotiating his life and held out her hand.  “Okay, I don’t know much about Kept but I do know simple things like you need touch from your Keeper.”

He put his hand in hers and tried to hide his expression.  Expressions. All of the feelings that wanted to move across his face, none of them really helpful in this situation and almost all of them involving the word confused. Continue reading

Purchased: Boyfriend Experience

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Leander was surprised to find himself smiling, but let the smile fade quickly.  “I don’t do guys. I already negotiated that with your father.” Before she could say anything, he held up a finger.  “But if you want me to hold down some college boy for you while you have your way with him, I might find that entertaining.”  

Was he flirting?  He hadn’t known he’d even remembered how to flirt.

“I’ll keep that in mind.  Do you think you could do that?”

“Pretend to be an overprotective boyfriend? Depends.  Are you going to pretend to enjoy it, or are you going to pretend to hate it and push me away all the time and sulk?” Continue reading

Purchased: Introduction

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Oh, good. Leander did everything he could to look relaxed and not like he was bracing himself.

“This is not exactly fair, you realize.”

“No.  But it doesn’t have to be.  Go.  If for no other reason than he has to be uncomfortable out there waiting.”


Her body language was 100 percent different. She’d gone from acting like a teenager to acting like an adult; she didn’t flounce but stalk; she wasn’t sulking, she was considering.  She walked up to Leander and held out her hand.  “Hi.  I’m Sylvanie.” Continue reading