Platonic Hazard

"She's late". Haze winced, glancing sideways at Barak, who was watching the clock on his wall intently. The werewolf had come over to the bar to deliver the last of the paperwork that would bind Alina in her temporary contract with the man. The demon had insisted on one, claiming he felt the young woman would try to back out any way possible if given the chance. "Mr. Kashman, Im sure she'll be here any moment. Alina isn't usually one to be late..." Barak took note that the males voice sounded vitally strained. "You obviously don't know your employee that well." Haze growled softly to himself, annoyed by the man..as well as Alina for making him wait here. The contract wasn't official unless she signed to. " Im sure she'll..." He broke off as a bright pink Harley suddenly rolled up to the curb, and its rider swung off. Both men stared openly as the helmet as removed and Alina grinned at both of them. "Hullo boys...sorry Im late...traffic was murder". Haze felt his mouth drop open while Barak merely smiled appreciatively. Despite all her complaining, she was wearing the uniform he had supplied her.

I smirked at both my bosses and gently closed Haze's mouth for him. "Fly might get in...that my contract?" He nodded dumbly, and I rolled my eyes before taking the paper and bending over my bike to read it. I could hear the sharp intake of breathe and felt the hormone levels in the air around me spike. I let myself have a tiny smile, and shifted my weight to one hip. Wearing the damn uniform had been a battle of wits with myself, but now I was enjoying the reactions. "There...signed...dated..check". I held it back out to haze who swallowed hard and took it from me. Barak put an arm around my shoulders, pretending to be friendly, before he turned me and begin to lead me inside. I peered over my shoulder at Haze and gave a little wave. "See ya later tonight Hazy". Barak chuckled softly at me. "You put on quiet the show...the uniform is very befitting". I glanced at him. "A male would say that", I replied stiffly, still annoyed from my last meeting with him. "Can you take off your arm please? I feel like what little space Im allowed is being invaded". He looked at me for a long moment, then slowly complied. "If you are concerned with me trying another reading, I was warned by your...Hazy....that to try so again would result in my loss of your services". I silently thanked Haze in my mind. "Yea..speaking of services..what exactly am I doing for you anyway". The look he gave me was full of arrogance and just a slight touch of amusement. I wanted to slap him. "Well...I figured..since you gave my last bartender such a fright she felt compelled to quit....you'll be taking her place." I smirked. "Serve drinks? That all?" He gave me a smug look. "YOu will also report to me nightly...she wasn't just my bartender....she was my bed warmer". My face fell and I stared at him. His grin was my only response.

"Im not doing it Haze". There was a sigh on the other end of the phone and I bit my bottom lip, praying that maybe, just maybe, Haze would take my side on this one. "I mean....you DID sign the contract Alina..." I whined loudly. "Oh, fuck the contract Haze...he wants me to be his little whore....how nice would that look on my record?" There was silence from his side for a moment. "I'll try Alina...I will but...hell...compared to a full blown demon...Im not much..." I growled softly. "Look, Im already semi not pleased that I have to give up good eye candy to that man, but he has more power then I do at the moment...he's given you leave for the concert tomorrow....just...try to ride it out...maybe we can talk him into ending it early". I frowned, then sighed reluctantly, knowing Haze would do what he could for me. "Fine...but one misstep from him and Im cutting his balls off". Haze chuckled softly. "Bye Alina...I'll see you later this evening". I nodded. "Yea...see ya". The line went dad and I rubbed a hand over my face in exasperation. This was so not cool..."Damn.." I turned away from the phone, and ran straight smack into Mr. Devil in disguise himself. He was eyeing me in a way that suggested he had partially heard my conversation but wasn't saying so. "Your shift is starting..you should be at your station...I hope you know how to make drinks...we're expecting a busy night". I scowled at my boots for a moment, then forced a smile onto my face, and peered up at him, giving it my best Im- so overly -eager- to- work- for- you- even- if- you -are- a -jackass- and- a- perv look. "I make a bomb Sex on the Beach", I stated cheerfully. He raised a brow, but merely stepped aside. I slid past him, and gasped at the well placed pinch to my rump. WHen I looked back, he was walking away, but I could FEEL him smiling. Arrogant ass!

Barak watched with interest as his new recruit flirted heavily with a vampire at the bar. She was pulling out all the stops, laughing along with the men who came up, and even going as far to slide down the pole in the middle of the bar at requests. She was becoming rather popular. "Are you still watching that little hussy', a soft voice purred behind him. He turned to look at Cherry and smiled warmly at the blonde. "I have to make sure my little liability keeps her word..aren't you supposed to be down there helping her?" She gave a very un-lady like snort and walked over, running her fingers through his hair as she swung around to straddle him. "She's little miss wonder woman...has every drunken creature with a dick and balls wrapped around her little finger". The screen was hidden behind the woman, but Barak supposed he could take a break from watching for a bit.

Despite all my complaints, I had to admit....I was having fun. The bar goers were friendly, even when drunk, and often threw compliments (as well as big fat tips) my way. One who had taken to me in particular, was a vampire named Gwain. He watched be over what had to be his fifth drink, and yet he showed no signs of being tipsy. I sauntered over, leaning against the counter. "Whats eatin ya?" He smirked. "Nothing, though I do know what I would like to be eating". His gaze traveled down to my breasts, which were straining against the teensy top. "Quiet...Alina...why does your name sound so familiar?" I blinked. "Er...Im a big fan of that Singer..." He thought about it. "Oh yes..the white haired one...her names Alina to isn't it?" I nodded. "Yea...soon as I left home I had mine legally changed...I loved her that much". He took my hand in his, pressing his lips to my fingertips. "Indeed? What exactly was it before?" I quickly thought of my mothers sister. "Gertrude", I replied. He grimaced. "Yes, I could see why you would want to change...people must think you to are the same..you rather look like her". I smirked, ready for it this time. "I said I was a big fan...it took alotta surgery and a lot of my fathers money to make me this way". His gaze went back to my chest and I smiled. "Those, though, are all mine." He chuckled, the sound dark and seductive. "Hmm...I would love to see them out of uniform sometime". I fluttered my lashes at him. "Why sir...are you flirting with me?" His eyes met mine, and I saw in their depths a danger. I was suddenly wary of the man in front of me. I started to pull away, but his hand held mine steadfast. "Im not done with you Alina.."

Barak grunted, slamming his cock into Cherry from behind, over and over. She was moaning and gasping beneath him, and the sound merely fueled his drive. He closed his eyes, and immediately an image appeared in his head. Dark hair, honey brown eyes, full lips. With a gasp, he suddenly came, his hips jerking as his orgasm hit him. Cherry came not seconds after, her moans seemingly endless. With a grunt of satisfaction he pulled out, and turned, glancing at the screen. He felt his blood freeze in his very veins. "Son of a Bitch!"

I ducked the next punch aimed at my head, shoving a bar stool between me and my attacker. The vampire, unfortunately, hadn't been alone. The other patrons were huddled in corners, giving me and them as much space as possible. I rolled under a table, and out, just as it came crashing inward. I kept rolling until I reached the front door. Barak was coming down the stairs now. "I swear, they attacked me!" HIs face was the same angry shade of red as the first time, but it wasn't until I saw that chick Cherub, or whatever, come down behind him, eyes wide, that I let my guard falter, and was promptly kicked out the front door. I narrowly avoided my bike, but instead crushed a bench. Wincing as my body protested to such abuse in less then a week, I slowly got up. The two Vamps were advancing, teeth bared in nasty grins. One leapt forward, pinning me to the ground. I could feel his hot breath skate across my neck, tasting my pulse as it jumped up. His voice was husky and thick with need. "Any last words bitch?" I wrinkled my nose and brought my knee up, hitting him smack dab in the danglies. "Yea...BRUSH YOUR TEETH!" He groaned as my knee made contact with his oh so sensitive man parts and I pushed him off. Gwain snarled at me, and I returned it. "YOu bastard, why can't you guys leave me alone!?" His red eyes pierced me. "The boss thinks your a valuable asset, being what you are and all..." I growled. "I dunno who your boss is buddy, but you can tell him I said to shove it up his ass!" He launched himself at me then, and I was quick to react. I reached out the same time he did, and grabbed his forearm. His look of surprise to find me next to him rather then under him would have been comical in any other situation. A sickening crack sounded out as I wrenched the arm behind him, and he screamed, the sound echoing off the silent street. I pinned it behind his back and forced him into the ground, doing the splits over his back and hearing an appreciative whistle from the watching patrons behind me. I leaned down close and whispered softly", You tell your boss I don't know who he thinks he is, but Im off limits." I jerked on his arm, and he hissed. "NOw get the hell out of here before I break something a little bit more useful". I released him and turned my back on him. The collective gasp from those watching me alerted me to the fact that he had sprang up and was coming at me again, broken arm or not. But just as I turned to face him, his body suddenly begin to spasm, and convulse. I stared, wide eyed, as what appeared to be a thick fog wrapped itself around his throat, choking him, seeping into his mouth until.... I shielded myself as he suddenly exploded outward. I stared at the now bloody mess or vampire goop, hen looked over my shoulder. Barak was standing not to far from me, his mouth set in a grim line. The fog was coming...from him? I looked behind me at the sound of scuffling feet. The other vamp had recovered, given his now dead partner one look, and fled, no doubt back to this boss of theirs. I turned my attention back ot the demon in front of me. His red gaze was fixed on me, and I suddenly knew I was in a lot of trouble."Damn".