What A Pair We Make (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

[Mr.Aznable]

She laughed weakly. "Yeah, we did..~"

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He smiled weakly and held her hand as they exited the portal and into a very loud bass heavy club. He took a deep breath and gave a soft sigh, "I already feel way better."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She smiled and slowly took in the lust, making a soft noise. "Agreed, this is incredible.."

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"I'm gonna soak it up at the bar. I trust you to have your own fun." He said and kissed her head gently.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She smiled and kissed back. "I promise I won't have too much fun without you~" she said. She had enough lust to get comfortable, and she changed her disguise again. Blending in with the crowd easily, dressed in not much, and trying to get all eyes on her.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

It worked rather well, she had a lot of people looking at her, lusting for her. It felt incredible.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She was trying not to lose herself, so she made some trips back to Taran. Each trip, she came back more and more enticing, and wearing less, and more revealing clothing. He knew she was having a good time. But it was too much, she was getting greedy. Getting drunk.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Having fun, babe?" Taran asked, drink in hand and bartender charmed.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She nodded, hugging his arms and pressing her massive tits against him. "Mhmm~~~" she said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

His eyes fell to her tits before looking up at her, "Don't tell me you're horny~"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"I've been horny since we got here~" she purred, biting her lip. "You're not yet~?" She asked.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"I'm always ready to go for you, baby, you just gotta ask~" He purred huskily.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She giggled. "Come on, this is great, lose yourself..~!" She said, as she moved back to the dancefloor.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He made a noise and watched as some guy followed after her. He made a noise and sipped his drink as he watched.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She again changed ever so slightly, still wearing the bare minimum that the club required. She had no idea she was being followed, she was just having a fantastic time.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

On the dance floor, she felt someone come up behind her and dance with her, but it didn't smell like Taran. It was a human, just being a little grabby.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She gasped and looked back, biting her lip. She didn't say anything, but she was having too much fun. No harm in playing with your food, right?

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She didn't think so. What was the harm? Taran was having fun feeding off the bar tender anyway.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She played up on it, pressing up against him and moaning almost audibly as she fed off his lust.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

His list was raw, delicious. She couldn't get enough of it.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She was losing her mind, her hunger growing exponentially as she kept dancing with the human.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Under the dizzying lust, she felt something else. Anger? Jealousy? She couldn't pin it down but she could feel it.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She continued feeding, getting greedy as she fed. She wanted it to be Taran, but Taran was busy.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

And as suddenly as the human came, he was gone. How short lived.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She whined, but kept dancing. She wanted more. But, before long, she wanted to see Taran. She needed him. She was no longer starved, but she was half crazed.