Club_PG

"That there's a fancy tattoo miss..." He fishes for a name, and manages it once you've given it. Jack hands over the drink, and it'll knock you on your ass in a little while. Once he's finished buttering you up. "Very..." He squints, and grins a bit. "Symbolic lookin, ya know?"

Leaning over, he fingers the knot around your neck, then kisses you gently on the lips.

"Looks like my other half let you go easy... I'm glad, you're too pretty to ruin."
"That there's a fancy tattoo miss...Very... "Symbolic lookin, ya know?"
I nod. " Best artist Amsterdam had to offer."
He leans in, looking at the matching design on my tag. I flip it around so all he can see is the message.
I gently but firmly raise a hand between his face and mine when he leans in to kiss me. I'm still not in the mood to fuck.
"Looks like my other half let you go easy... I'm glad, you're too pretty to ruin."
Other half? Does he mean the raging, sadistic lunatic I met upstairs? I give him a puzzled glance before sipping my drink. It's strong, just the way I like it .
"Your other half?" I ask, lifting one eyebrow in feigned curiosity.
 
"What?"

I hear the question and then feel heat at my side, there isn't a doubt as to who it is that slides in near me. I'd know that scent anywhere, and already the violence that was uncoiling inside me, burns brighter. How many years have I been here? Here in the lounges? Here with PG? How many missed opportunities...

I tense slightly and finish my beer. I glance almost helplessly at PG, he's dangerous, and so is she... the two of them mirrored in a myriad of mind numbing masochistic ways...

Suddenly I can't breathe.

"Luna.." I manage to croak out, and glance sidelong at her.

Damn I hate it when my imagination gets away from me.

Copper bright eyes focus on the pretty bitch. Strong hand reaches out tugs hair, wraps it round one small hand. Yanks...presses soft lips to softer ones before white teeth bite, drawing a slight whimper. Grinning. Releasing, stepping away. Turning...when i see Him. The big bad man. Warped in ways I am not...but complimentary I think.

She enter through the main doors, looking out of place by looking out of place. You know that this is my domain, everyone knows that much, but it's more important for you since normally... Everywhere is your domain. I cut the tension with a flick of my lighter, and puff of my cigarette. I stay seated next to Ausus.

"Welcome," I say and as quickly as the moment is broken I see ease and power slip back into your countenance.

"So you've finally come." It's not really a question, "Drinks first?" That is one.

Head tilts, eyes bright, glimmer.

"I haven't cum yet, but give me time. I am sure I will."

Husky laughter, alto that stays soft, smooth like whiskey.

"Drink. Oh yes. Just one. Triple shot stoli on ice."
 
"That there's a fancy tattoo miss...Very... "Symbolic lookin, ya know?"
I nod. " Best artist Amsterdam had to offer."
He leans in, looking at the matching design on my tag. I flip it around so all he can see is the message.
I gently but firmly raise a hand between his face and mine when he leans in to kiss me. I'm still not in the mood to fuck.
"Looks like my other half let you go easy... I'm glad, you're too pretty to ruin."
Other half? Does he mean the raging, sadistic lunatic I met upstairs? I give him a puzzled glance before sipping my drink. It's strong, just the way I like it .
"Your other half?" I ask, lifting one eyebrow in feigned curiosity.

Jack nods.

"It's a long story, and you're too drunk to remember half of it. Suffice to say... I'm not here by choice, but necessity."

He watches you drink, rather amused, and points to the stairs.

"Fore you can't walk... Would you rather head to the third floor? It's a bit more... Peaceful..."
 
Jack nods.

"It's a long story, and you're too drunk to remember half of it. Suffice to say... I'm not here by choice, but necessity."

He watches you drink, rather amused, and points to the stairs.

"Fore you can't walk... Would you rather head to the third floor? It's a bit more... Peaceful..."
"It's a long story, and you're too drunk to remember half of it. Suffice to say... I'm not here by choice, but necessity."


I frown at his words, my curiosity piqued. Despite how I probably look to him, its been hours since my last drink, and this one won't begin to take effect for a while. What's making me feel and see like this is not alcohol, but simple exhaustion. A half hour's rest and I'll be good to go.

" I'm not as drunk as I look, sir. Try me." I offer a wide smile, daring him to tell me what he clearly wants to.
 
The coppery taste of blood on my lips, licking them clean. She's always had a bite. Watching the two of them eye each other in some sort of dominant's dance. Who will have the upper hand? For the moment I am content to be quiet and just watch...

...to the victor go the spoils.
 
Copper bright eyes focus on the pretty bitch. Strong hand reaches out tugs hair, wraps it round one small hand. Yanks...presses soft lips to softer ones before white teeth bite, drawing a slight whimper. Grinning. Releasing, stepping away. Turning...when i see Him. The big bad man. Warped in ways I am not...but complimentary I think.

Head tilts, eyes bright, glimmer.

"I haven't cum yet, but give me time. I am sure I will."

Husky laughter, alto that stays soft, smooth like whiskey.

"Drink. Oh yes. Just one. Triple shot stoli on ice."

Triple? I smile, typically Chesire in it's appearance.

Someone wants to let loose.

I pour the drink and hand it over.

The coppery taste of blood on my lips, licking them clean. She's always had a bite. Watching the two of them eye each other in some sort of dominant's dance. Who will have the upper hand? For the moment I am content to be quiet and just watch...

...to the victor go the spoils.

With Ausus shaking next to us, it's obvious what, and whom, is at stake here for the two opposite me. For me, well, my next fuck and what else? Very little. Eyes bright with clarity, but clouded in darkness drink in the piece of depravity that has just bitten off a chunk of red velvet cake as delicious as sin itself. It's obvious they want to play a game. A fun game. A bloody game.

Well, I do fancy myself a gaming man.

"Let's travel upstairs... There'll be more drinks awaiting us, if we get near enough to them."

Just as we turn the smell of blood reaches my nose. Sending a pulse through my body that isn't so much pleasure as it is a command. I want more, and need more before this night is out. Into the box we go, and that is when it begins. I see the Wolf reaching for her prey, obviously not me, but the third in this fascinating triangle. Nothing snaps, but rather i simply jump at the chance. My hand catches hers, and pins it to the wall. She can't help but swing at me, not knowing better like all of the others who have entered here, but that hand too I've caught before the full force is mustered behind it.

Slamming her into the wall with a much more dangerous weapon then either of our fists, a kiss. I pin her there, for a moment with it. Before stepping back and letting her wrists go. The power I felt in them excites me, remember, fighting is how this all began. It's a challenge.

"Ask first," I say firmly, as the elevator opens with a ding behind me.

I understand just how much she is yours, as much as Ausus is mine, but here. She is mine.
 
I frown at his words, my curiosity piqued. Despite how I probably look to him, its been hours since my last drink, and this one won't begin to take effect for a while. What's making me feel and see like this is not alcohol, but simple exhaustion. A half hour's rest and I'll be good to go.

" I'm not as drunk as I look, sir. Try me." I offer a wide smile, daring him to tell me what he clearly wants to.

Jack smirks, clearly relishing the moments of tension and attention as he draws them out. Obviously this won't be that easy. A flashy smile will not get you anything but a grin from him. He adjusts himself at the bar, and licks his lips slowly, lewdly, letting his eyes wander. Greedy need wells within them, and he speaks.

"Well then I won't be taking advantage of you when I make this proposition... Show me what you meant when you said you could make things pleasurable for him... And I'll tell you exactly why I exist. Trust me. You'll want to know."
 
The drink burns. Stoli always does. The words~growled low, an idea to head up to his sanctum sanctorium. I debate it, allow myself to be chivvied along. My eyes glance at Ausus, a sidelong stare. She makes me grin...

And then we are in the womb of his elevator, heading up. I am ill prepared for his quick movements. Ill prepared for the voracious kiss that keeps me planted, body pressing backward into the wall. And that is as it should be. No one should ever give me time to think. Not really. He doesn't. Not until he steps away.

One hand massages the opposite wrist as his words hit my inner ear.


"Ask first?"

A nod.

"I wasn't going to do much more than you have already seen. I don't play in public and I don't share my meals. I have waited for her for over a year...another little wait won't hurt me. But asking?"

Voice slips into the abyss...

"I don't ask....just consider this my warning that in this place she is your toy and I play with her at your sufferance. The same way you would play with her...in MY place, on my dime."
 
Jack smirks, clearly relishing the moments of tension and attention as he draws them out. Obviously this won't be that easy. A flashy smile will not get you anything but a grin from him. He adjusts himself at the bar, and licks his lips slowly, lewdly, letting his eyes wander. Greedy need wells within them, and he speaks.

"Well then I won't be taking advantage of you when I make this proposition... Show me what you meant when you said you could make things pleasurable for him... And I'll tell you exactly why I exist. Trust me. You'll want to know."
"Well then I won't be taking advantage of you when I make this proposition... Show me what you meant when you said you could make things pleasurable for him... And I'll tell you exactly why I exist. Trust me. You'll want to know."

I smirk as he offers his exchange. Sex for information. It won't be the first time. Eh, screw it. I'm feeling better already anyways.
"Alright then, I'll do... you. On one condition. Tell me" I pick up my glass and waggle it " what's in this slurry you gave me"
Just to make sure he understands what he's getting himself into, I also reach up to my collar and flip the tag around so the writing faces out.
 
"Well then I won't be taking advantage of you when I make this proposition... Show me what you meant when you said you could make things pleasurable for him... And I'll tell you exactly why I exist. Trust me. You'll want to know."

I smirk as he offers his exchange. Sex for information. It won't be the first time. Eh, screw it. I'm feeling better already anyways.
"Alright then, I'll do... you. On one condition. Tell me" I pick up my glass and waggle it " what's in this slurry you gave me"
Just to make sure he understands what he's getting himself into, I also reach up to my collar and flip the tag around so the writing faces out.

Jack shrugs at the collar and the request. He has no secrets of his own that need be kept that why, only of mine. The collar does not limit his desires nearly as much as mine. He takes the glass and sets it upon the table. Then begins filling it. One different bottle at a time.

"Rum & Tequila to knock you down. Gin & Vodka to keep you coming back. Triple sec to keep you from coming back too quickly... Annnd... Midori Melon Liquer for taste, along with a bit of Melon Sobe juice as the mixer. Shake it up, and walla. Deliciousness in a cup."

Reaching over, he uses the collar to pull you close, so he may inspect.

"Also very symbological," He giggles, "Now..." He looks up into your eyes, "Will we need toys, or just some privacy?"
 
I smirk at his giggled question. " Toys make it more fun.... Privacy ... well, that's a nesscity."
I grab the drink and bang it back in one shot.
"Mmmm.. you're right .. delicious."
 
"Then we'll head up, but at least we shall know where it is we shall stop."

Jack slips from behind the bar, still with a finger in your collar, he is after all my other half. So he is inclined toward domination. Though he does not always follow all of my inclinations. Into the elevator, and to the fourth floor. Fun music fills the air, colorful toys pocket the dark dance floors, and brightly lit areas of privacy are bubbled off by hard to see through abstracted pieces of glass. Into one of them, Jack tugs you, before stopping and letting go.

He holds his hands at his side, and closes his eyes.

"Begin," He commands. Not nearly as commanding as mine, but much more evenly.
 
"Then we'll head up, but at least we shall know where it is we shall stop."

Jack slips from behind the bar, still with a finger in your collar, he is after all my other half. So he is inclined toward domination. Though he does not always follow all of my inclinations. Into the elevator, and to the fourth floor. Fun music fills the air, colorful toys pocket the dark dance floors, and brightly lit areas of privacy are bubbled off by hard to see through abstracted pieces of glass. Into one of them, Jack tugs you, before stopping and letting go.

He holds his hands at his side, and closes his eyes.

"Begin," He commands. Not nearly as commanding as mine, but much more evenly.
"Then we'll head up, but at least we shall know where it is we shall stop."

I smile and let him lead me into an elevator, and up to the fourth floor.
We step inside one of the bubblepod that dot the corners of the room.

"Wait. I need you to know that I won't tolerate anything that'll land me in the hospital, okay? I'll play only as nice as you do."

I tip my head to the side, waiting for some sign of agreement.
 
Jack peaks one eye open and grins sheepishly.

"You'll realize that should not be a concern, once I've kept up my end of the bargain. Yet, just so you are not worried... I will even promise not to do harm you. Cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle in my eye!"

Then, closing his eye up again, he waits.
 
Something happened. Don't ask me, I don't know...something happened. That's the extent of what I noticed...and when it finished happening~ I was back on the first floor, surrounded by warm flesh. Gyrating, sweaty, dancing flesh. So~ I aimed for the bar and requested another triple. I gazed from this one to that, my eyes a lazy copper gleam in the light.

For a first a visit, I think I should have picked a...quieter time. No matter. He has my scent. I have his. Eventually, we will meet at a more opportune time. Turning, I place the glass on the bar and get ready to slip outside. I have writing to do. And the violence that I can feel caressing my skin like velvet...it will come when I call.

So...I bounce.
 
I nod, accepting his promise. With that, I reach up behind my neck and unhook the clip that holds my dress up. The dress falls down my body, caressing it as it drops to a pool on the ground. I am naked before him, but for the band of gauze wrapped around my ribs, my collar, and my thin lace panties. The tattoo on my side seems to dance as I reach forward and unbutton his shirt, tossing it to the side. I let my nipples brush his chest as I remove his belt and pants. He's aroused, and I reach down to run a finger along the large thick shape pushing against his breifs. His skin is as warm as mine is cool, and I slide an arm around him and pull in close, still caressing his erection.
 
The seduction actually works quite well on the both of us. Jack especially. He is throbbing inside of the cloth boxers. His nuts swelling slightly with the rest of his cock. Finally he opens his eyes and glances down. Taking in your body, drinking it through his eyes. He likes what he sees, and gives an appreciate growl. It's more of a purr really.

His fingertips stretch, but don't move as he resists the desires to take control all too easily.

"More," He breathes softly against your skin.
 
I lean my cheek against his shoulder and run a hand down his muscled ass, pulling his breifs down with my thumb. The other hand reaches up and massages his scalp, a move that always makes me melt. I slide a leg between his, letting his bare erection nestle into the little crease of skin at the top of my thigh. I start to gently lean into him, suggesting that he take a step back and sit on the wide bed behind him. My bloodstained lips press into his collarbone, eager to serve his body elsewhere.
"What would you like me to do, sir?"
 
Jack takes everything to the kiss in stride. He loves it when women, girls, just females in general kiss him there. Among many other places. Already his cockhead is covered in pre-cum, but that isn't something you should worry about unless you do not like getting a little sticky. He'll last a long time. Trust me. He takes a breath and sits down slowly on the wide bed, his long, erect, glistening cock sticking up from between his legs.

Both of his eyes travel along your body.

"I want you to do your best-" He catches your hand, and gives it a gentle kiss.

"And don't forget about yourself. I want to hear you scream... my name."

His eyes glitter happily, and slowly he slides his tongue along both of his lips.
 
I straddle his legs, letting his cock rub against my stomach as I kiss him again, on the lips this time. Sliding closer, I wrap both arms around his chest, putting my chin on his shoulder. Lightly massaging his back, I let him run his hands over me, wincing only slightly when they catch on the bandage. My nipples skim his chest as I rock my hips against his thighs. I know he can feel every bone , and probably see them too. There are bruises here and there on my back from the PG's hands, and one big one is starting to show below the bandage from his fist.
Shaking the memory from my awareness, I slide a hand down Jack's muscular back and give his equally muscled butt a squeeze. At the same time, I squeeze his legs gently with mine, making my body tighten . I hope he realizes how good I can be for him, if he gives me the chance.
 
Jack's hands travel very, very slowly.

And the callouses on his hands outnumber mine by many, many times. He too, is covered in bruises, but he does not flinch if you manage to find or touch them. No, in fact it's quite the opposite. He'll lean into the touch, enjoying every second of it. The tight, frailty of your body turns him on. Knowing that he could pick you up, and fuck you senseless keeps him hard. But he goes no further then thinking about it.

"I see you haven't gotten rid of his shadow yet," He whispers against your chest.

Then he tilts his head up to catch your throat with his mouth. Kissing it softly toward the nape of your neck.

"It's a big one..." He breathes, but then he laughs. The gayness breaking any stillness, "But so am I." He give his hips a little shove, and his cock slides against your bare stomach. Scraping against the skin and leaving a trail of pre-cum behind it. "And you're still beautiful..." Moreso, you'll understand more when things come to light.
 
"I see you haven't gotten rid of his shadow yet,"
Smiling at the warmth of his breath, I rise up on my knees and let his cock spring to a more comfortable positon, right under my wet slit. Slowly rocking my hips back and forth gets it soaked in my fluids. I place both hands on his back, gripping him with my arms threaded under his, forearms pressed against his back. His cock demads my attention. I drop my weight onto it, gently, just enough for the tip to press into me. My teeth nibble at his lip teasingly, daring him to take control and thrust the rest of the way in.
 
The wordless actions turns Jack on. His cock flexes to full attention as you drop down onto it, and he breathes out deeply. His muscled chest rising and falling fully. Both of his eyes flesh with lust, and leans over to kiss you full on the lips. Both hands, automatically go to your nipples. "Beautiful..."
 
Smiling, I kiss him back, letting my jaw relax so if he wants to introduce his tounge, he can. I moan softly as his fingers tug at my nipples. It feels so good, I can feel my cunt tightening with pleasure. I drop my body down another inch, thighs starting to burn with the effort.
 
Jack shivers as your warm wetness covers even more of his cock.

"Damn... C'mon," He whispers, a bit teasingly. "You can do more..."

His hands slide across your breasts, squeezing one, and pinching the very tip of the others. Both eyes are alight with a challenge, and a little more... Excitement. Fun. He's happy, enjoying himself, but thinking you can do better. Knowing you can do better. He licks his lips, and then pushes his tongue inside of your mouth. Realizing he's doing more of the doing, he relaxes, and waits for you to respond.
 
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