Don't we all need a party of danger

Funny. When the lights went out, and darkness replaced the bright day; there seemed an almost collective sigh of relief spreading throughout the city. Ah, Kwithi still remembered a time when darkness meant danger. When most would be confined to the relative safety of their homes, rather than strumpeting around the streets, all careless and secure. And, quite often, wearing even less than what they would wear in the daylight. Two such young ladies came strolling down the street in his direction, both wearing short, revealing, and cute dresses. Kwithi twitched a bit, blinking frantically for a few seconds, while trying his utmost not to have his eyes glued instantly on the young ladies. His hands clutched together at his stomach, with a finger tapping his wristwatch. He, of course, failed miserably. 'Astrologers proclaim the warmest month of the year!' A crow cawed from the rooftop directly above the streets, and Kwithi quickly burst out laughing. Finding an outlet in the comedic timing of the crow. So much so, in fact, that the two young ladies suddenly weren't so thrilled to have his attention, but instead took a wide berth around him. As the young ladies kept walking, they kept whispering and giggling. Kwithi, of course, had stopped walking. Instead taking the precious time to incline his head a bit in a slightly slouched manner, quite obviously checking out the ladies as their rapid steps led them further down the street. A shame.

Quite coincidentally, Kwithi now found himself at his destination. Utopia. What a wonderful place! All the savory delicious distractions he could ever need, neatly packed into a single building. For a moment he stood looking up at the sky and rooftops, and a murder of crows twirled about only to then disappear. He didn't need all of them hanging around while he was inside. Knowing full well, that if he spent too much time in there, they'd eventually start trying to get in. They'd do that anyway, but he was rather clever in keeping his birds in disarray for the time being. Would look pretty conspicuous, otherwise.

With a brisk step, and a sudden vitality to him, he stepped inside. Completely ignoring the line of people eagerly awaiting entry. Paying customers, afterall, got to jump the line. A bouncer greeted him with a handshake. "Seen my ex around with her friends?" Kwithi asked nonchalantly, while greeting the bouncer beyond the door. "Nah, not right now." The bouncer replied easily. "But I'm sure they'll turn up later."
"Wonderful!" Kwithi exclaimed, as he then quickly kept moving. Entering the club itself. Upon entering, he took a moment to breathe in the atmosphere. Dank and dark. The smell of sex, sweat, and alcohol in the air. With a hint of all different kinds of perfume and deodorants known to man. An almost wolfish smile spread across his lips, as he elegantly and quickly made his way through the crowd to the bar itself. Though, not as elegantly as he might have imagined it. His eyes constantly distracted by all kinds of... appetizing, sights. "Gascon!" Kwithi theatrically and loudly proclaimed, as he slapped the counter, while getting comfortable besides a random guy at the bar. "Your finest drink for a weary traveler!" He added, hoping his voice had been loud enough to cut through this so-called music. The guy besides him looked at Kwithi with a slightly suspicious and confused look. All while Kwithi's own eyes immediately became fixed on the blond bartender slightly further down the bar. Oh, he recognized her. A happy coincidence, to be sure. Or was it?

The sound of voices, noises could be clearly heard. However, that didn't make Aleah turn her head, because right now she was too busy mixing drinks for the thirsty customers sitting at the bar. Many people seemed to wait too long for their drinks, and sometimes she understood them well and other times she didn't understand them. Just in the evening, they weren't very many bartenders at work, they were her, and two others. It might seem like many, but not when there were as many people and creatures as there were in the evening. After a few minutes she had the most orders arranged quite quickly, but it was also a great advantage to her that she was a vampire. For the other bartenders were just people, so fast they didn't have the same level as her. After sipping various drinks, it seemed that many were starting to leave the bar, they seemed to be heading towards the dance floor. Shortly, Aleah turned his head to take a closer look, but quickly noticed some of the people who had been drinking too much. They continued to roll around and often hit people, and it looked as if a fight would soon follow.

Her focus and attention was moved away from there when she heard a voice. A voice she was sure to have heard before was not a voice she had heard before. In short, she had to think a little about it inside her head. A few seconds passed and her eyes met a man she was sure she'd seen before. At first, she could not remember from where she was, and had to look at him a little more with her eyes to perhaps come up with the answer. But she pushed it away a little to get started with his order, though it seemed one of the other bartenders had been quicker "I'll take this Aleah, you can get ready for one of the others" sounded the friendly, classic gentle voice from the red-haired bartender. Red curly hair, and with green eyes. Eyes that seemed to only had eyes for this man, whom Aleah was still not quite sure about before "Wait .." It came out of her mouth briefly, and she leaned slightly over the bar, letting her eyes rest face on his face, almost sniffed his scent. It was him, now she could remember, but it was a coincidence to bump into him again.

She tilted her head, and she withdrew. Shortly looked away from him to start mixing a drink for a woman who, from what Aleah could sense, had been waiting for too long
"Haven't we seen each other before, I'm almost sure"she said with a surprised expression on his face, but she also sent him a wide smile. As she started mixing the drink for the woman who alternately looked from her to the man, Aleah listened to the many voices, sounds and music. She could hear quite a lot herself, far from it, and had been ashamed to hear something about an ex boyfriend, which she had no idea what it was. Her eyes slid down to the mixing bottle she was holding, letting her smile spread. She didn't have to worry or think about an ex either, but it could certainly create drama, and chaos. Especially if it was someone who wouldn't give up and just wanted to create drama and trouble to create it. Aleah had nothing against drama and trouble, but while she was at work it didn't work out if she was going to mix it in. "So Nicolai, if I remember correctly, what are you doing here" she asked in a friendly voice, and couldn't avoid blinking a little at him.

People causing trouble in crowded places was nothing new. As the size of the crowd grew, the average IQ tended to shrink. And given the often very palpable sexual and alcoholic tension in a place like this, Kwithi would be truly surprised if nothing exciting happened at all. As he had entered Utopia, he had of course noticed these drunken swashbuckling troublemakers, and had deftly avoided them. Violence was almost... boring, actually. So predictable and archaic. And yet, it presented quite the opportunity. The opportunity to create some trouble at the expense of others. Oh, what marvelous wonder! However, worrying about some troublemakers turned out to be quite the task, when three women at the bar had caught an eye for him. The woman waiting for her order, had been sending glances at Nicolai since he had stepped up to the bar. And he, of course, at been quite generous in the attention he had given her with his eyes. As he had been with regard to the two young bartenders as well. Dear skies, he'd not been there for more than five minutes yet, and he was already surrounded by gorgeous women, so to speak. As the red-headed bartender interrupted Aleah, Kwithi was a bit disappointed for a moment. For a moment he had hoped he would have been serviced by the entrancing and gorgeous vampyress. But he quickly ended up granting the red-head his undivided attention. Another beautiful woman. Slightly leaning in over the counter after having rolled his sleeves up to his elbows. He, however didn't get to order right away, as Aleah seemed a bit interested in him. As she leaned in towards him, his attention immediately shifted from the red-head, and to this gorgeous blonde. Oh, he remembered her very clearly. Knew that her name was Aleah, that she was a vampyre, and even what perfume she had worn the last time. As she leaned towards him, he also came to remember her lips... Such soft velvety lips, full and pleasing. His eyes were fixed on her lips, as he returned the favor, and took in her scent. Yes, that very same perfume.

As Aleah withdrew, he could finally get in his order with the red-headed bartender. Who stood waiting. "Helloo." It sounded from him. Charming at seductive, with his sharp eyes now fixed on the redhead. She was, afterall, the lovely lady serving him now. "I'll have whatever you'll give me, please and thank you darling." He responded to what drink he might want. As long as there was something numbing in it, he was going to be just fine! His eyes noticed everything. Noticed how the redhead had a bit of an eye for him, and he intended to play on that, at least a little bit further. As the redhead mixed his drink, Kwithi leaned far in over the counter and curiously followed the development, leaning on his elbows and arms, with his feet now slightly off the ground. "I don't know... You tell me." He answered Aleah, and sneaking her a quite telling glance from the corners of his eyes. Oh, he'd seen her before. And more. She was a vampyre, though. Looking into the eyes of a vampyre wasn't exactly a good idea from his quite considerable experience. Luckily, and frankly, her eyes weren't her only assets. And certainly not the only assets capable of drawing his attention. Turning his eyes towards the redhead, again, he watched her pour his drink. "Uhhh..." He exclaimed excitingly. "Please go easy on me. It's my first drink tonight." He told the redheaded bartender, obviously flirting a bit with her, as his eyes, once again, seemed completely unable to stay fixated on just the eyes. He wasn't very subtle about it, either. But with the years he'd learnt that you could get away with quite a lot of things, as long as a woman found you attractive. And besides, what was the worst thing they could do? Blame him for looking at the more revealing parts of often quite revealing dresses? Oh my!

Kwithi made a brave effort to not just have his eyes glued on the beautiful ladies, and let himself be distracted from time to time by the noisy and crowded surroundings. The guy sitting besides him on a bar-stool, was slooping a bit. Obviously very drunk and a bit disoriented, it seemed. "Thank you darling." Kwithi got the drink from the redheaded bartender, but immediately decided to give it to the drunk man besides him. Giving the man a hearty slap on the shoulder, while making sure the exotic drink made it's way to the guy's hand. Kwithi then quickly pulled out a bank note from his pocket, and waved it around a bit towards the redheaded bartender. Of course with his slightly wicked and mysterious smile. "I'll let you keep the rest, if you mix me another one of those." he said, while taking a seat on his own bar-stool. Immediately Aleah asked him a question, and Kwithi immediately responded by slapping the drunk goy heatily on the shoulder again. Actually helping the drunk guy keeping his balance on the stool. "Oh, I'm just here to have good time with my dear old friend... erhm.." Kwithi quickly leaned in towards the drunk guy. "What's you name?" he asked a bit comically. When the guy mumbled something incoherent, Kwithi decided to just wing it. "Michael!" He finished. Playing it all off as part of his little game. Oh, he had plans for Michael. Kwithi straitened up, and looked from the redheaded bartender to Aleah. "Yeah, Michael and I go way back!" He added in a hearty tone and with a broad smile. The distinctive scar on his cheek creating a unique feature to his face.

After mixing one drink after another, it gradually became tedious. It was as if she needed more and more breaks, just a little break from mixing drinks, and just enjoying the evening with a few other things. But it seemed that people were very happy to sit at the bar and order drinks. Yes some seemed to drink as much as they thought they could, just to keep a competition running. All the times when there were so many people as well as creatures testing each other specifically to see who could drink the most. Often it ended up wrong, but it had also been fun to watch. Aleah could clearly remember all the times when she had seen people be foolish, and had almost been drinking too much to be at all aware. Many had lost their balance by drinking so much, and it wasn't because Aleah and the other two pretty bartenders had been watching without doing anything. They often ended up cleaning up after them, and often with deep sighs and annoying faces. They hated it, and there were shame there were episodes where they were close to ending up in too much trouble and ended up getting some punches on their heads, as well as all over their bodies. Only because some of the full idiots couldn't control themselves and thought they were going to hurt the three bartenders.

With her eyes on Nicolai and some of the men and all the women around him, it was almost too obvious to see how he was almost a celebrity who had entered the spotlight. She let a smile spread across her face and tilted her head slightly. The red-haired bartender had her full attention on Nicolai, because it was as if she had been drawn to him "My name is Daphne" she said in a friendly and happy voice, and Aleah looked at her and at Nicolai, it was funny how he seemed to enjoy it, enjoy the attention of all the women. As for the men, they were probably pretty annoyed at not getting so much attention from the bartenders. The last bartender who most of all stayed a little outside had short black hair, she looked very much like the snobbish and arrogant type. However, she had a smile on her face as she served various drinks for more and more customers who sat down at the bar. Aleah looked down at her hands and began to shake the mixer bottle, and poured some drinks in front of her, and quietly pushed them to the people who had ordered them. Then she looked briefly over her one shoulder, just to see the clock. It was probably time to take a break. So she made a drink for herself, a sweet one of sorts mixed with a little strong and the addition of a little blood just like the icing on the cake."It's been far too long since last," she said, leaning over the counter a little. Looked at Nicolai's face before letting a finger slip across his lips. After a few seconds, she stepped back and straightened up with the drink in her hand. She lifted it up to her mouth just to taste it, and shortly after, she put it down again. It tasted great, but it was clear before she had mixed it. While her eyes were on the man named Michael, she winked at him, and with a quick glance she got the cover off. Hang it where it should hang and then she otherwise crawled seductively and elegantly across the counter. Settled on the edge of the counter. Have a hand brush past Michael's hair so he knew Nicolai, or was it just a lie. She thought a little about it, what would she think of "He seems very sweet" it flew out of her mouth as she looked him in the eye a little. Michael a name that was not so unique, because it was one you could often come across, that was what she thought.

The red-haired bartender leaned in toward Nicolai, and obviously flirted with him, which Aleah found interesting. Alone it seemed that most women were hovering around him, but she understood them well, he was a nice man "You just have to say if you want more drinks, I'll just make one more for you" she said and went straight away by mixing another one to him, like the first. The sound of smashed bottles and glasses could suddenly be heard, which didn't surprise anyone, because people had probably begun to fight or destroy things. Only because they had been drinking too much, but sometimes it was hard to stop drinking. Aleah sighed, grasping her glass, placing one leg over the other. She actually sat pretty well on the edge of the bar counter, she looked at Michael the most, but sometimes she couldn't help looking at Nicolai. She clearly remembered him the more she looked at him, and each time she heard his voice. His scent was also very recognizable to her, and it was almost hard to forget someone like him. After sitting for a while and enjoying the drink, she could hear several broken glasses, and she looked in the direction of the sound, and quickly her eyes met a man wobbling on his legs. He had a hard time standing on his legs and he was probably a human being. He seemed to enjoy breaking glass, and Aleah followed his movements a little, and to start with, she was sure he wouldn't make a mess. But she was mistaken, after a few minutes she could see the man holding a broken glass towards a woman who seemed frightened and stared at him. Aleah jumped down from the counter, put the drink on the table "Excuse me for a moment" she said and was quick in front of the man, she looked at him with a deep sigh, and raised an eyebrow.

The man stared at her, and lifted the glass slightly into the air as if he were going to destroy it on her head, or face. Aleah smiled broadly almost sneakily, as if he would be able to. She had quick reflexes, so the moment the glass was about to hit her head she grabbed his arms and tore the glass out by hand on him. Although it ended up with bloody hands, it didn't do her any "Go out and get some air you need it" she said firmly and hard before pointing towards the door. The man didn't seem to want to go, but Aleah leaned in against him, stared deep into his eyes, and that made the man go outside. Then she let her eyes slide down to her hands soaking slightly from the glass shards, and she went back to the bar. Put the broken glasses where to go and sighed a little before grabbing her drink again without removing the blood from her hands "Typically drunk men, especially when they can't control their drinking" she said reluctantly, and sat down again the edge of the bar counter. Then she looked at the other two bartenders who were almost completely surprised by the situation, even though Daphne the redhead was busy flirting and looking at Nicolai. A broad smile spread across her face, and she placed one leg over the other once more, taking a big tug of the drink "Do you enjoy the evening and the dark so far" she asked as she leaned slightly against him, however ignored she the man named Michael who sat next to him.

However, he stared at her with admiring eyes, almost the eyes that told only one thing. Aleah held her face close to Nicolai, and didn't care that Daphne looked at him and flirted with him. It was actually something this vampiric woman didn't care for, she did what she wanted and wanted. Although her hands were bleeding, she was sure it would go away again.

The attention was almost intoxicating. He just couldn't stop himself from enjoying it as much as he possibly could. What man wouldn't love the attention of such gorgeous women? What man wouldn't absolutely love being serviced in such a dedicated manner? In that regard, there probably wasn't any real difference between Nicolai and any other man in Utopia. Dividing his attention between the bartenders wasn't that difficult, either. On one hand he kept most of his attention and body turned toward this Daphne, but on the other, his eyes often glanced towards Aleah. As if this alluring vampyress effortlessly drew his attention from time to time. "Hello, Daphne." Kwithi replied to the redheaded bartenders introduction. There was something special about her, almost. Aleah, by all accounts, was far more attractive and alluring. But Kwithi was, to some extent, a quite simple creature. Daphne had serviced him, given him drinks, and her full attention. Some hidden compulsion within him made him want to repay these good deeds. Made him focus almost entirely on Daphne, while Aleah still caught his attention out of the corner of his eyes. However, this almost undivided attention towards Daphne didn't last. When Aleah leaned in towards him - and especially when she let her finger run across his lips - his eyes were completely consumed by the blond vampyre. "224 days, to be precise." he replied with a sly smile, showing ff his impressive memory. Entirely distracted by Aleah the next few moments. First watching her take off her apron, revealing more of her very attractive dress, and then curiously keeping his eyes on her as she crawled over the counter, and sat on the bar itself. For a moment Kwithi had almost forgot all about Michael, his supposed good friend. But as soon as Aleah let her hand brush past Michael's hair, Kwithi almost immediately became envious. But as he always did, he played it off pretty well, by once again slapping Michael on the shoulder and flashing his teeth in a broad smile. "Very sweet! Just look at him!" Kwithi used both hands to straighten up the drunk guy, and brushed some dirt off his shoulder. As if he was trying to introduce a friend to some pretty girls. Trying to hook him up. Kwithi had essentially named himself the wingman of a guy he didn't even know, and he loved these kind of games.

Once again Daphne caught his attention, and he leaned slightly towards the redheaded bartender, just like she had leaned towards him. "Thank you darling." he told her, calmly and in a charming tone. And proceeded to watch her mix him another drink. Michael hadn't even touched the drink that Kwithi had given him, and it was pretty damn obvious that the poor guy was absolutely wasted. As Kwithi's eyes had turned from Daphne to Michael, he quickly got distracted - again - by Aleah sitting on the edge of the counter. As Aleah placed a leg across the other, Kwithi discreetly turned his eyes toward her alluring legs. Or, perhaps not as discreetly as he thought. By the skies, she was an attractive woman! He remembered everything about her. The softness of her lips. The curves of her body. The sound of her moans... And now that he'd met her again, he just couldn't get those thoughts out of his head. Like a million images flashing before his eyes, reminding him about the time the two of them had spent quite an exciting evening together. As Aleah then jumped down from the counter, Nicolai calmly shrugged. "Take your time." He said, all while sneakily stealing Michael's drink from his weak hands, and downing the entire drink in a single fell swoop. Doing so without being noticed by Daphne, and putting the empty glass in between Michael's hands again. While Daphne was still mixing him his new drink, he savored the taste and the slight effect of the alcohol, while turning around a bit on his bar-stool, and watching Aleah deal with the violent guy. Absolutely fascinating! A non-violent resolution, using her guile and abilities, rather than just snapping the guy in half straight away.

While Alah dealt with the troublemaker, Daphne had given him another drink. And Kwithi had handed her a bank-note. He sipped at the drink, and smiled charmingly at Daphne. But once again, Daphne - for all her obvious charms - couldn't keep Kwithi's attention. As soon as Aleah returned to the bar, and sat down on the edge of the counter again, his eyes turned up towards her. Sitting on the counter, and him sitting on the bar-stool; she was taller than him. With the drink in his one hand, he placed the other elbow on the bar and rested his head against his knuckles. now completely ignoring Daphne, and instead turning his undivided attention towards Aleah. "The night is still very young..." He said, letting his eyes quite obviously scan her body. From her shoulder to her knees. Suddenly an urge came over him, an impulse. He straightened up, and furled his brows a bit in a slightly confused expression, while still looking at Aleah. "How do you even fit all that..." He gestured towards her body. "Into that little dress!?" He exclaimed, almost fascinated. He had been thinking about it since he saw her. An odd thought, of course. But this was Kwithi, afterall. Whatever came to mind, pretty much always came to his mouth as well. Completely ignoring Daphne, now that Aleah was so close to him. If it wasn't because she was a vampyre, he was sure that he'd be able to feel the heat from her body.

The sudden movement in which he had risen had caused Aleah's eyes to follow his movements, for how could she do otherwise. It was clear to her that Nicolai was the most enticing and attractive man in here on this interesting evening. Her eyes slowly slid down over him, she could well remember that he always had his very own way of dressing, how his look could always be hidden in her head, mind. It was surprising that she could actually remember him, it must have been a little good time ago. A good while ago, having seen each other and having fun. Yes, they enjoyed it, to that extent, too much sexual contact, and with sheets, duvets messed up and here and there. A wide smile spread on her face, for the images of what had appeared in her head she liked. It had been quite nice in those moments, and now that they saw each other again, it was almost certain that it should be celebrated. Her eyes dropped to the door to see if the full man was living outside or if he wanted to go in here again. It seemed that he stayed outside, but it was not known if he would wade into the place again later in the evening. The night was still young, she gave him that right, and allowed herself to look at him again. Sent him a smile before grabbing her glass and lifting it up to her mouth. She drank a big tear of it, and put it down again. It was as if the more she drank, the better the drink. It was amazing what a delicious taste and enjoyment. She could feel Daphne and the other bartender's presence, but it didn't matter to her, on the contrary, she had her focus and attention on Nicolai. Her eyes slid into his and she then raised him in, placing him between her legs she had spread to each side so he could stand between them "After so long since last time, we have to celebrate that we have met each other again ”she said and winked at him with a sneaky smile. That's right, it was something they needed to celebrate, and what better place for it than this place, and now that she had a break from work, there was plenty of time to enjoy one and the other, because opportunities were plenty.

She tilted her head, completely ignoring all the sounds and voices around her, even Daphne's envious looks that increasingly blended into annoying and deadly looks. It was obvious to the red-haired woman that she was jealous, and wish it was her. But Aleah hadn't even waited for Nicolai to stand between her legs or anything. She had just raised him, because she did what she wanted. The bartender with the black hair sighed, a sigh that could be clearly heard by those in the vicinity. It was probably because she found the upcoming and emerging scenarios foolish, but that was just her opinion. Aleah slid a finger across Nicolai's lips, leaning slightly against him "Competition is always fun" she whispered low, most alluding to Daphne, who was just watching, sure to make sure nothing happened other than that they were talking together. But it probably would not only turn into just that, but it wasn't because she wanted to tell Daphne, because she could look after herself. This vampiric beauty did not mind other people looking or jealous. With her face not far from his, she let her tongue slip over her lips. Being close to him she liked, it certainly wasn't bad, just like the times in bed where their naked bodies connected and their sounds of moaning created sweet tones and beautiful music. The man named Michael, who was sitting next to him, had gradually started to look pretty jealous, he had probably been too restrained or stuffy, so he probably hadn't taken the chance and grabbed Aleah. In this vampire's eyes, Michael was just a person she could exploit and use to her advantage if she wanted to, yes, it wouldn't surprise her if she could also enjoy a tear or two of blood from him if the desire came.

Her gaze with a small group of women, she knew none of them. But one seemed to stare at them in wonder. It couldn't be an ex she'd heard about, could it? It would be almost too much fun if it were. Especially right now when she was just sitting on the edge of the bar with Nicolai in between her legs. That scenario was enough to make miscellaneous women frown and cast evil almost-killing eyes on Aleah. But it wasn't a shame to frighten her, why should it also "It has a good effect, I can clearly see it" she said and winked a little teasingly at him, for it was told to him. While she waited for his response and reaction, she listened to the music a little, which briefly made her turn his head towards him. His question about how to fit the short dress made her smile wide, and she let her tongue slip over his lips in a teasing and enticing way. Since her legs were spread, it had also made the white dress glide up a bit, which she did not mind. It wasn't something she was actually thinking about at the moment "It's very easy .. Just as easy to take it off" she whispered putting her head back a little, closing her eyes briefly. Spread her lips and let her tongue moisturize her lips slightly.

Kwithi wasn't a cool guy. Staying calm and controlled was simply not in his skill-set, and why should it be? People like that were just boring and predictable. Always hiding away their emotions and reactions in favor of looking good to others around them. Kwithi didn't care what others thought about him. He dug graves every day! Nobody liked an undertaker! He dealt with dead bodies every day. Burning them, burying them, dressing them for funerals; and spent most of his time talking with his birds like a madman. So, when Aleah grabbed him and raised him from his bar-stool, to stand between her legs; he chuckled a bit with a wide smile, while simultaneously desperately trying to take a swig from his drink. "Oh..?" Was the only sound that came from him, as he now suddenly found himself standing between her thighs. Interesting. His eyes certainly seemed to think so, as he was completely unable to just focus on her eyes or her face. With her sitting on the counter, and him standing between her thighs, they weren't at eye-level, anyway. Directly across from his face was her exposed and bare collar, with her little necklace, and of course her cleavage. So elegantly exposed and revealed by her tight little outfit. He didn't even want to stare into her eyes like some sort of gentleman. Instead he was completely distracted by the body that now was so unnervingly close to his. Kwithi leaned a bit against the bar to get closer to her. He wanted to be closer to her. BUT, the short outfit she was wearing had begun creeping up a bit as she had spread her legs; and Kwithi, honestly, didn't feel like sharing that enticing sight with anyone else. So even though her legs were spread apart, whatever interesting someone else might have been able to see, was shadowed by his own body. And his attentive eyes looked down between their bodies, almost fascinated by this excruciatingly beautiful female form so close to him. "Interesting..." He slightly mumbled to himself with a sly smile across his lips. His right hand still held his drink on the bar, while the other hand had taken the liberty of resting on the the outside of her thigh.

But, once again, as soon as her finger slid across his lips; she caught his full attention again. And Kwithi diverted his eyes from her body and up to her face. "Hah! You cheeky bastard..." He replied to her low whisper with a smile, and leaned in a bit closer to her. His face getting closer to her neck, where he took in a deep whiff of her scent. "But why have competitors, when you can have friends?" He asked, a bit drawn out. Savoring the smell of Aleah. And inclined his head a bit to the other side of her neck. And once again inhaled her scent. "And why have enemies, when you can have... lovers?" He whispered a bit. Even with the loud music, he was sure she could her him. She was a vampyre, afterall. She could probably even hear his blood pumping through his veins. He didn't care about the rest of the club, though. He didn't even care about Daphne anymore. And had almost forgotten all about the redheaded bartender, as well as his apparently good friend Michael. As long as the beautiful Aleah kept drawing his attention, his attention would be focused entirely on her. For a second, while she let her tongue slide over his lips, he almost stopped breathing. Enthralled and enticed by the quite obvious way in which she tried to draw him in. But he just couldn't restrain himself from having a bit of fun, and snapped his teeth in a quick snap as she withdrew her tongue again. Her words about her dress being as easy to take off, made him smile wide, and he immediately slapped her thigh in suggestive way. "Aleah! You devil, you!" He feigned being a bit surprised and almost offended by her direct words and approach. And took a moment to finish his drink in one swig. Alcohol made everything better. A small blur to the mind and perception, which made everything easier. Even easier for him to focus on the lovely lady right before him. "Is that an invitation?" He then added in a much more charming voice, and put away the glass on the counter. Now both his hands were on Aleah's upper thighs and hips, outside the small amount of dress that hadn't completely slid up her legs. Watching her tongue moisturize her full and puffy lips, made him react immediately. He didn't even wait for an answer, before he eagerly pressed his lips against hers. Push him away, or return the kiss, he didn't care. He just couldn't control himself. Funny, almost... she had complete control over this situation. She could end it right then and there, or she could continue their quite obvious flirting. And he didn't even mind it.

The music became a bit right, it was clear to hear and the sound of footsteps and stilettos on the floor hit her ears. There were many who started dancing to the music, it would probably have been difficult to sit still when the music was as good as it was, and at the same time also loud. Although her gaze wasn't even directed at the dancing people, the sound of stilettos was quite loud, and for a vampire like her she could hear it. Hear how heels fit the floor. Yes, if she could listen, she could probably hear people whispering, but she couldn't. Her focus and full attention lay on Nicolai. His heart beating was sweet tones in her ears, and she enjoyed it for a moment. Sometimes it was hard to shut down all voices and sounds, especially when you could hear things far away as a vampire. The good thing about Aleah was that she was quite good at shutting out all the sounds and voices, especially if she didn't listen to it either. It was something she had taught herself, because it had been bad once, it had made her head feel like it was going to explode, and it had been a terrible feeling. Over the years, it had gotten better and she now had complete control over it. With her eyes still on this alluring and annoying cheek, she couldn't say anything until his lips were pressed against hers. She was, in a way, surprised in the first few seconds, but on the other hand she might have made up for it. After all, she flirted a lot with him, as in the reverse "Mhmmm" she muttered during the kiss, letting a finger dance across his chest. She wasn't sure he would feel it through his jersey but she couldn't help but so she allowed herself to hold the kiss a little. After a few minutes, however, she let her arms separate from his, and she turned her head away from him. Only so that he didn't see her face turned a little red. If it was the heat that did it, she shook it off, it was actually her first kiss taken by this kindred. It suddenly felt as if her whole face was getting redder and hotter, and she raised her hands to it, taking a small deep breath. After a few seconds, she returned to herself again. She wasn't the type who blushed over a kiss, and not at all the type who looked away so people wouldn't see it. She turned her head towards him again. She sent him a wide smile, and stretched back a little to grab her glass, and settled down. She lifted the glass up to her mouth, drank the last of it. There was no drinking at all for the evening, it was certain that she would have a drink later, if not very soon. It was actually quite interesting, though, she wasn't sure she actually had any enemies. It would surely come, it wouldn't surprise her. If his ex came, there would surely be an enemy that Aleah didn't mind, on the contrary, it would only be fun.

She didn't answer him when he mentioned that she was a devil, it made her smile more. It had been far too long since anyone had called her a devil, and it sounded so inviting from his lips, almost beautiful and alluring. The glass which was now empty she pushed towards Daphne as she flashed to her. It obviously made her even more annoyed and most of all she looked like someone bubbling with rage, maybe it was over the kiss that was shared between her and Nicolai. But Aleah didn't care, the lips she had missed the first time they met hers had been a long time ago. It was actually a great pleasure to feel them again, and when she could feel his hands on her thighs, her eyes followed his hands briefly before raising her gaze to him again "Do you want it to be an invitation" she teased, after which she swiped a finger across his lower lip. Her eyes slowly slid down over him, and there was still not much distance between them. It seemed to him that he didn't want others to see what he thought was only for him, which made Aleah bite a little harder in his lower lip. It became a harder bite, but no blood appeared. Had it done so she would have nothing against it, but there was nothing. The sound of the music came over her ears and she winked at him before putting a hand on his chest, giving him a gentle puff. Then she jumped down from the bar counter and turned around so she stood with his back to him. Willingly leaning over the counter in front of him saw the view of her back, as well as the ass was reasonably clear. "One more drink, spice it up a bit with some blood," she said decidedly, casting her gaze toward Daphne and the other bartender, and she smiled so sneakily. The glass met Daphne as she sent Aleah a killer look. It did not touch Aleah who had turned around Nicolai. She looked at him briefly before grasping his wrist. Without saying anything, she simply winked at him and went out on the dance floor with him. Asking him first was not something she was thinking about and bothered to do, yes the chance to do something or say something he didn't get the chance either. When they were standing on the dance floor, she took a step closer to him and turned around so she stood with her back close to him.

"I hope you have some rhythm in the alluring and alluring body you have," she said in a friendly voice, but there was a sneaky smile on her face. After a while, she began to glide slowly down at him, close enough for her body to feel against his body. She listened to the music briefly, and also began to move her hips to the beat of the music before straightening up again. Carrying an arm around his neck as she continued to stand with his back to him, still close "Don't let a woman dance alone, it will be cruel" let it go in a seductive and enticing tone as she put her head slightly back against him, then her eyes could catch his card.

Almost six thousand years in this world, close to 2500 years in and around human society. Seventeen wives, and many more lovers during his long life. A kiss was pretty much always a kiss. Nothing more, nothing less. Something almost instinctive about it, as if lips just automatically called for each other. But it took nothing out of the enjoyment of it. Every kiss was wonderful, in its own way. The motion of lips pressed against each other. Breath shared for a brief moment. Sometimes dry, sometimes wet. Each woman with her own distinctive taste. But a kiss was special, nonetheless. Something to be savored and enjoyed to it's full capacity. With Aleah it felt like a teaser. A small sample of was was possibly to come, and a tasteful reminder of what had been. And her lips... ugh... So soft and satisfying. Puffy and moving like a small ocean against his own. He could even feel her sharp fangs hiding behind them. The slight taste of blood from her drink, and of course; the alcohol. As he enjoyed the taste and feel of his lips against hers, his hands certainly didn't stay still. Well, they kept to her hips and upper thighs, at least. Slightly clutching her soft skin and pulling a bit on the edges of her blonde dress, all while he instinctively tried getting even closer to her. Controlling himself, or trying to keep it civil in some way, was not something he wanted to do. He had no time or patience for playing the role of a gentleman. Aleah had his undivided attention, and this was how he showed attention. She had, afterall, worked a bit for it. Flirted with him, enticed him and lead him on. Doing that to Kwithi, and expecting him to behave properly, was not a good idea.

Even when Aleah finally ended the kiss and turned her face away from his, he didn't stop. Well, his lips no longer touched hers, and his hands remained where they had been; but while he did notice her blushing a bit, he just kept running his lips down her jawline, and let them slightly touch her neck. Not kissing her neck directly, but he definitely had no intention of pulling back from her. As far as Kwithi was concerned, she had wanted this, and if she wanted him to stop... all she had to do was stop him. Once again, she had his undivided attention. He only stopped showing her this attention directly, when she stretched back to grab her drink, and drank the rest. As Aleah sipped the rest of her drink, Kwithi's attention was immediately turned back down towards her body, and his hands. Oh, he enjoyed this. So much so, that he didn't really care about answering her question, but instead just responded to the finger she let slip across his lower lip. At which point he smiled a bit mysteriously, and let his eyes rest on her lip. A lip she was biting. An incredibly attractive feat that many women seemed to share. Was it nervousness? A sense of satisfaction maybe? He didn't know. All he knew, was that this woman was good. Very good at keeping his attention.

Kwithi looked down at her hand pressed gently on his chest, and took a step back when she pushed him. He didn't go far, though. Why would he? In fact almost a bit disappointed that there now was a bit more distance between them. Was she going anywhere? Was something wrong? Would she take him with her? Would she leave her hanging? Was it over? A thousand unsure thoughts flowed through his frantic mind, now that it was over. But, lucky for him, it didn't seem to be over. As soon as Aleah turned around, his eyes automatically turned downwards with a curious look. Admiring the view of her thin waist curving down into her shapely and alluring backside. He even took the liberty of adjusting her dress. The dress had almost slid all the way up to her hips, but while Aleah ordered herself another drink from Daphne; Kwithi pulled down on the edges of her dress, made it fit again, and even copped a slight feel while he was doing her this favor. Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught the sight of Daphne. She didn't look too happy. Too bad. This could have been her, but now it was Aleah. And the almost triumphant look in his eyes, showed that he was quite happy about that. Only the gods dealt in certainties, with all their rules and nonsense. Nothing was ever certain... but his name might as well have been written across her lower back. Until further notice; what Aleah so willingly presented to him in such a seductive way, was his.

Before Kwithi was any the wiser, he suddenly stood on the dance-floor. Surrounded by shapes and frames of other people, and - not to mention - with Aleah almost glued to his own body. He knew exactly what to do. Or, he knew what he wanted to do... which was oftentimes what he ended up doing anyways. A discreet and satisfied smile across his lips, as he enjoyed the feel of her moving body against his own. He chuckled slightly at her words, and almost wrapped his arms around her. His right hand at her hip, sliding up her side whenever she slid down in her alluring dance. His left sliding from her thigh, to her hip, and all the way to her belly; where he kept the hand. Slightly pulling her towards him, as he followed her movements. Such an amazing feeling. Her shapely and seductively moving backside against his crotch. By the skies, it was almost painful wearing jeans when you were turned on. He let her blond hair envelop his head, as he moved his face down towards her neck and collarbone. Letting his lips slightly touch her when she was close enough, and letting his breath flow against her skin. "If you stopped talking, instead of moving like you're supposed to..." He said in a slightly provocative tone, almost whispering against the beautiful and soft skin of her neck. He was completely lost in her and all that she did to draw him in.

When he put his arms around her, she smiled to herself, and it wasn't even long before she bit her lower lip. With her arm around his neck, she let her nails caress her skin a little. She had not stopped moving at all, so she continued to dance to the music. Enjoyed how the notes blended with the sound of Nicolai's heartbeat. It was a great mix, sweet music in her ears definitely. Her hips rotated in circles, and in soft movements, and it certainly didn't make it even more enticing and seductive that she wore the tight-fitting white blonde dress. It just added the extra to the whole thing, but it was definitely nothing bad in her eyes. Although envious glances, deaths glare and there were probably some admiring glances sent in her way as well. Did she ignore them? yes, very much, because why should she care about what they had to and look as much as they wanted. Little attention hurt no one either, and when she could feel his lips against her skin and throat. She could feel his breath clearly, which only made her bite a little harder in her lower lip. Had he always been so teasing, and enticing? She wasn't quite sure about it, but now it was far too long since last, so if she had forgotten that he was, he was well in the process of refreshing her memory. Although there were a lot of people and creatures on the dance floor, it was only him she looked at, yes as much as she could from the position she danced in. Voices and sounds that did not concern him, or the music she closed out. It wasn't any sounds she cared about, or listened to. Then she spread her lips, and danced a little further up close to him, before turning. Turning so she stood facing him, letting her nails slip down his neck not hard but he would probably feel it a little. Her eyes slid into his, and she moved her body slowly, almost as if she were doing it out of step with the music, only on purpose. With his arms around her, she leaned a little closer to him, so that her upper body met his, and she let the free hand slide down his chest a little.

It was really nice to settle down a bit, instead of just mixing drinks, it got so tiring at length. Besides, she also needed a break, and she was enjoying it fully. After moving her hips enticing and inviting, she stopped short. Let his hand on his chest slide a little further down over the upper cup to reach the edge of his trousers "Are my movements good enough, or maybe you prefer ...."She paused as she leaned slightly against him, and let her lips touching his earlobe "That I do something else" she whispered enticingly into his ear. After whispering those words into his ear, she let her lips touch the ear lobe, and she took her arms. Let them hang down her body. Then she withdrew and sent him a sneaky smile and she then spread her lips to say something, but no words came before she heard a voice. Whatever or whoever it was, she let her eyes slip away from Nicolai, looking a little to one side. Who tried to disturb them, or destroy the good mood that was just going on. Her eyes fell on a small group of women approaching them, and one woman seemed to be staring annoyed at her, causing Aleah to look back at Nicolai. She leaned slightly against him, letting her face a few inches away from his "Sorry he's busy at the moment" were the only words that came out of her mouth, which only made the women even more annoyed. The one woman looked at Nicolai a little more before she lit up a little, but still looked surprised. Was this his ex that he had mentioned, or was it someone who knew him maybe. It could also easily be a hopeless woman who had caught his eye and was now trying to get a chance with him. Aleah kept his eyes on him for a moment before retreating, letting a finger dance across his chest. She hadn't removed his arms around her, because she liked it.

Then she flashed the flap at the small group of women who crossed their arms and looked angrily at her "Have you not heard it is rude to interrupt" it sounded from her with a broad smile on her face. She let her finger continue to dance across his chest, letting her eyes slide down over the group of women. She didn't know any of them, but she wasn't in the mood to play with them, because right now her focus and attention was only on Nicolai, and besides, he was far better company than these women would be. She already knew this, and while she waited she let her upper body squeeze slightly up his upper body. The women continued to look annoyed and it seemed that the one who was perhaps his ex was approaching them. Whether it was actually his ex she knew nothing about, but she had heard that there had been some talk about her "Do you know her or them" she asked wonderingly with a raised eyebrow as she looked him in the eyes.

The voice of a young lady sounded not far from Kwithi and Aleah. But it wasn't Aleah's voice, so why should he pay any attention at all? He didn't even make out the words that this other woman said. As long as this beautiful vampyress kept his attention, sparked his desire, and stimulated his senses; there probably wasn't much that could pull him from her. "Mhm hm.. Very busy.." He said a bit disoriented, confirming her words, and completely caught up in Aleah; her movements, her body, her smell. Felt the urge to disappear in her arms, and drown in a sea of her lovely caresses. Drown in a sea of comfortable sheets and soft skin. Frankly, Kwithi wasn't being very subtle about what he wanted. She was a goddess, and he was already worshiping at her altar. His hands eagerly gliding and sliding over the temple that was her body. With her facing him, the hand that had been on her belly, was now at her lower back. And his right hand, instead of resting at her hip, slid eagerly around to her ass. He squeezed greedily, pulling her towards him as much as he could. The fabric of her dress slightly taut, as he felt the soft skin of her backside yield to his greedy hand. And as Aleah seemed to squeeze her upper body, her chest, and her breasts, against his torso; he pulled the rest of her as close as he could, without interrupting her movements and seductive dance. It didn't take more than a few seconds for Kwithi to forget someone wasn't too pleased with what they were doing.

Kwithi was definitely not settling down, or even taking things particularly easy. She was, afterall, riling him up and turning him on. What else could she expect from him? That he'd play it cool when her finger slid across his lips? That he'd be unaffected when her lips touched his earlobe? That his body wouldn't react as it did, when she pushed herself so convincingly against him? If Aleah thought Kwithi would play it all cool and calm when she was doing all that to him, then she clearly had no idea what kind of creature she was dealing with. What kind of man whose attention she enjoyed. And he enjoyed it, too. The calm stillness of it all. He didn't particularly enjoy the music, the bass, or anything like that. It was just noise. Thumping and pounding sounds that overshadowed natural breaths and heartbeats. But at least there wasn't a hundred screeching voices in his head, just her voice. A voice which, unfortunately, didn't always speak to him. When Aleah once again spoke to the ladies that were watching them, he briefly opened his eyes. Distracted a bit from the pure enjoyment of having her body so close to his, distracted from the pleasure it was to be the center of her attention. He hadn't even noticed that his eyes had been closed all this time. He sent a quick look across the young women that Aleah was talking to. The probably knew two of them. None of them were an ex, though. If he searched his near-perfect memory, he'd probably be able to tell what their names were, and where they lived. His birds saw a lot of things and people in this city, and they told him everything. But when Aleah once again spoke to him, he almost immediately forgot again; and turned his eyes towards hers. "Does it matter?" he asked in a hush tone, and quickly pressed his lips against hers. He didn't care about these other women. He had the chance to kiss Aleah again, and he took it. And, by doing so, had the chance to demonstrate to the other women, that Aleah had his attention. Kwithi tensed his jaw, and took a deep breath after the brief kiss he stole from her lips. And smiled wryly. "I don't want them.." He added, quietly, almost a bit distracted. He kept moving along with her movements, and felt the heat of all the people dancing on the dancefloor. But she was a vampyre. Compaired to the rest of Utopia... she was almost cold. His hands moved again, and he instead wrapped his arms around her. One arm across her shoulder-blades, with the hand resting on her shoulder. And the other arm around her waist, with he hand grabbing her side. Pulling her closer, he once again let his face move closer to her neck, and this time let his lips place on her soft skin. "I want you..." He mumbled, completely consumed by this gorgeous woman. His lips kissed her neck once again, and he breathed a bit heavier, though calmed a bit by the pleasing sensation of her body against his. Just a shame there was so much fabric and so many clothes between them.

Once again, he couldn't keep his hands from moving. They briefly let go of her, and instead traveled all the way up to her neck. Most of his palms and finger resting on the sides of her neck, and his thumbs across her jaw and on her cheeks. He looked at her, almost studied her facial features, especially her lips, with his very focused eyes. "When do you get off work?" He couldn't even stand to wait for an answer, and once again pressed his lips against hers. Such soft and full lips. Such a wonderful taste. Kwithi was many things... but he was not patient. And he couldn't stay in Utopia for much longer. If he did, the birds would get restless and impatient, too. Besides, he had come to Utopia for a distraction. Like he did so many late nights; he wanted to escape. Wanted to tear his mind from all the noises and all the jabber. This place offered drugs, alcohol. He had come here for both of those things. But he'd found himself a woman instead. Found Aleah. "I could meet you at your place..?" He continued, his hands once again moving away from her neck, and down across her body. His eyes turned down as well, down between their bodies. Admiring the view, while a little devilish smile crept across his lips.

As he pulled her closer, she let her eyes rest on his face, noticed all the details and how his face was shaped. She didn't have to look down to feel his face close to her neck, and she had nothing against it. A cheeky smile spread across her face, and for a brief moment she listened to his breathing and the sound of the musical tones coming out of the speakers. The small group of women continued to stare at them, but when they heard the words that he did not like them, they all turned around, for suddenly it was as if they could not stand still and look at them. looked at them, for her eyes and attention were on Kwithi. In fact, she understood well that he did not want them, who would? If she finally wanted them, it had to be their blood, after which the bodies would be given away, or to someone who needed them. For women like them she had no interest at all, no the obvious interest right now lay on Nicolai, because he was quite good at keeping her curiosity. When he had kissed her again, not just once, but placed several kisses. The pleasure of his lips against hers, the smell of him creeping past her nose. Although a kiss could be so simple, it was as if she liked the taste of his lips, and certainly liked the way he kissed her. She would certainly be lying if she said she hadn't missed it. So long since she last felt his lips against hers. She moved her hips a little more, in the continued soft seductive movements. Once again, the body's movements matched the music and she bit into her lower lip as their lips parted "I am much better too, so I understand you well" she answered a bit flabby though with a twinkle in her eye and she pressed the upper cup a bit up against him. With the rotating hips and her ass close to his crotch, it was clear that she had turned him on. She prayed a little harder in her lower lip and threw short with the blonde hair. It wasn't long before she had both turned his back on him and continued the seductive and enticing dance steps, as well as movements. But she suddenly stood with his front facing him.

As they suddenly became quiet between them, she spread her lips to say something. But she purposely pretended that she didn't feel that she needed to say anything. It was enough at the moment to listen to their breath, and breathing. She didn't hear the music, because right now she was just standing in front of him, with her eyes dug into his. It was as if everything around them, all those people and creatures meant nothing at all, yes, as if it were all blurry. In her eyes it was only him who meant something, everyone else didn't matter. Even the bartenders she worked with didn't mean much - almost nothing. She let one finger slip over the collar at his neck while her eyes followed "I want you too"she whispered almost with desire, and let her finger slip a little further over the collar before stopping after a few seconds. She let one hand slip down his chest, and down to the edge of his pants. With a finger, she caressed the edge, while a giddy smile spread across her face. It was almost unfortunate that they weren't at her house or him so his pants could smoke, they were almost in the way. Then she took her finger and turned her body a little, taking a few steps towards the bar. Stopped briefly to look over his shoulder at him, blinked a little, and let her tongue moisturize her lips. It had become time to get some more drinks, and besides, her break was soon over, so she had better return to work. But going alone to the bar did not go, no, it would be a shame to leave Nicolai alone on the dance floor. In fact, she didn't want to leave him alone on the floor, so without hesitation she leaned in a little against him, grabbed his hand with hers. She pulled him closer to the bar again "Time to return to work and have some more drinks" she said and smiled a little. After walking to the bar through a crowd of people who seemed to be standing in her way, she let go of his hand. Looked at the two bartenders who were still mixing drinks and serving the customers at the bar. Aleah walked behind the bar, put on her apron again, and leaned in a little over the counter. Grabbed around his neck in a gentle roof and pulled him closer. She did not answer him, but winked gently at him before pressing her lips against his in a greedy kiss, which she completed after a few minutes by biting him in the lower lip, seductive and enticing "I have about 2 hours left, and am sure time goes by fast, and besides, I won't let you go yet, "she said, sending him a wide smile, after which she withdrew.

When he suggested that he meet her at her place, she gave a nod. It sounded very good in her ears, and she brushed away some hair to better look at him. Then she grabbed a mixer bottle and had to mix some drinks. There were lots of orders, but that didn't surprise her. After mixing most of the drinks and pushing them across the table to the customers, her gaze met Nicolai's again. Followed his movements a little, and couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to feel him again, just having him close, on top of him, next to him, without clothes on. Yes, there were gradually many thoughts, as well as fantasies flowing over her, and planted in her head. She scowled at Daphne who looked at her with a deadly look, but she didn't say anything. The other bartender with the black hair was just as cold and stuffy as always "It's a good idea you can easily meet me at my place, I'm sure you know where it is" she said and winked at him with a sneaky smile .

"You'll have to prove that..." A bold statement from her. But her confidence was absolutely and amazingly attractive. Ah, they just didn't make women like Aleah anymore. A strong, dangerous, self-possessed, and seductive woman; who encompassed all the best aspect of the feminine mystique. All she needed to be perfect, was a bit of salt of the earth, so to speak. But luckily, 'perfect' was overrated. And the confident, classy, and superior air around her, suited her much better anyway. Probably one of the main reasons why he was so attracted to her, actually. There was absolutely no shortage of gorgeous women in this city, in this world. If he was being honest, he'd even dare claim he'd seen plenty of women more attractive than her. But if you asked Kwithi; then pretty much every woman was gorgeous. No wonder they ruled over men as if they were puppy dogs, how in the world would they be able to refuse their affections? No, it was the way she acted. She was... available. Willing, attentive, seductive, and didn't just turn him away to play hard to get. By the skies, he hated women that played hard to get. Such an absolute waste of time. Aleah, on the other hand, had shown interest from the beginning. And most importantly, she hadn't gotten second thoughts. At least not to his mind. This evening, there'd so far been no push and pull. They'd only gotten closer... and closer. Just as it was supposed to be.

If she wasn't more careful, it wouldn't be too far-fetched to think he might just start to rip apart her dress then and there. There was absolutely no doubt about it... Kwithi was completely lost in her. Wanted her all to himself. Desired her illustrious body against his own. And he certainly didn't feel like waiting for much longer. While she played around with her finger on the edge of his jeans, his hands had almost grown roots on her body. And his hands weren't particularly gentle, either. More greedy than anything else. Grabbing her waist, pulling her closer, and squeezing a handful of her ass whenever he got the chance. She was the perfect distraction, and she distracted him very well. But, once again, something changed. Before he was any the wiser, she was suddenly not close to him anymore. Outside of his reach. With a slight smile, but eyebrows that were a bit furled, Kwithi watched her as she took a few steps from him. Well, he watched some parts of her, at least. Stayed were he were with his eyes slightly lowered. By the skies, she looked gorgeous in that dress. Almost a shame he remembered exactly how she looked without it. No mystery, really. But luckily, she looked way better without any dress on. The best kind of woman. Kwithi almost zoned out a bit with his eyes glued on her hips and ass, before she grabbed him by his hand, and led him towards the bar. Time to drink? Great! His sore was getting a bit dry from drooling over her, so to speak. "Aww..!" He let out his little theatrically disappointed sigh, when she said she had to return to work. That meant no more fun right now! But... what did she want him to do? Sit around an wait like a good little boy? Oh, he would do a lot of things for her. To her. But wait? Nah. He hadn't evolved from a prehistoric beast to a man, just to wait like a good little puppy. Though... he wouldn't mind being her puppy.

Suddenly, he stood alone. Aleah had made her way to the other side of the bar, and now Kwithi stood among a lot of others in front of the bar. Not to mention, with a quite significant bulge in his jeans. He wrinkled his brows, and was actually a bit irritated. Her and this stupid job. If he remembered correctly, she was some kind of princess, actually. Then why on earth was she wasting her time throwing drinks at people? Kwithi tensed his jaw, ran his teeth against each other - and decided it was time to get a drink. A strong one! He squished and pushed his way in between the many people, and finally ended up at the bar again. And there he was! Michael, his 'dear' beloved friend, was practically sleeping at the bar. Both his hands and arms on the counter, and his forehead resting on the hardwood. Someone else sat on the bar-stool besides Michael, now. So Kwithi just squeezed in between them. A wide devilish smile on his lips. He said hello to the stranger on the stool, but then immediately slapped Michael on the back. "Hello there, partner!" He almost shouted heartily. "Things going well?" Michael didn't answer with anything that could be understood, at least. He just mumbled a bit annoyed, and changed his uncomfortable sleeping position again. "I know exactly how you're feeling, friend!" Kwithi just replied comically, and slapped the guy's back once again. Immediately after his little funny conversation with Michael, he felt slender fingers reach around to his neck, and got distracted once again by Aleah; when she pulled him closer. He even had to stand on tiptoes, and rested his arms on the counter. Almost had a mind to complain a bit, when he felt her lips press against his own. "Mhm.." He just muttered, and returned the kiss. A moment ago he had been a bit irritated, frustrated, even. She'd just left him! Like some puppy you leave at home while you go to work! But now... that was all gone. And he was completely lost in her, once again.

When she said she'd be off work in two hours time, Kwithi smiled a slightly wolfish smile. He had absolutely no intention of waiting there at the bar for two whole hours. And he knew he'd have to go sooner or later. But... it was made a bit more pleasant by the view he had. His eyes stayed glued and fixed on Aleah. Mixing her bottles and drinks, sending small vibrations through her soft body. Ugh, it was like he was being tortured in the most excruciatingly pleasant way, ever. He leaned on the bar, watching her, while Daphne sent both him and Aleah a few discontented looks. "How about.." He started, pouting his lips in a slightly thoughtful and mysterious way. "You be a good little devil, and go straight home after your shift... and wait for me, then?" He said. Not really a question. He smiled again, catching Daphne's jealous look from the corner of his eyes. "And I promise to stay for as looong as you'd like.." He finished. Very suggestively, and with a very... telling... look in his eyes. He needed a guarantee, of sorts. He needed to know that he wasn't wasting his time. That this gorgeous vampyre would actually be waiting for him. A few of the people around him, including Daphne, looked at both him and Aleah with discreet curious glances. They obviously knew what they had planned. And Kwithi absolutely knew what he wanted, and knew that he was gonna get it, somehow.

Every minute or so that went by, the work felt more and more tedious, almost as if she couldn't wait to be released. Luckily it was very soon, not long enough, and although there were still many people in the bar, she would just leave it to the other two bartenders. She was free when she was free and she certainly did not intend to hang. No, there were other exciting things that suddenly filled much more than serving drinks to people, and listening to their groans and gossip that didn't interest her at all. It was just as interesting for her to hear the sound of a corpse being dragged across the floor. After mixing more and more drinks and occasionally looking in Nicolai's direction, she couldn't help but notice Michael beside him. By then he had been drinking far too much to drink, and all the words he was trying to say she didn't understand, even though she tried to listen. But it sounded both fun and silly, a good mix and it was almost amazing how the man could stay up, even if it didn't really work for a long time. It was a fortune that Nicolai was derm, so he could help a little even if not even it seemed to work. Maybe the man was just reasonably hopeless, he probably just needed to sleep. Daphne and the other bartender were busy mixing up, and Aleah got mixed up on what must have been the last drinks of the evening. She eventually had other things to think about than just mixing drinks after Nicolai came in, and encountered her there were lots of fantasies, thoughts and plans to be made. It was something she was sure would happen because why shouldn't it. She tilted her head and purposely sent Daphne a smile just to make her a little more annoyed and then after a few minutes had passed she was done working. Time flew almost when something was going on. Unfortunately, it wasn't something she particularly wanted to do, it was nice and nice at times. But just not when she had the desire and the burning desire to have fun with Nicolai.

When she heard his voice, she turned her head in the direction, sending him a wide smile. She poured a little into her empty glass and took a big tear from it. It tasted amazing, though she had forgotten to put blood in it, but she probably survived. It was quite fine outside, blood was also just a nice addition, just like an extra spice "I have no plans to go anywhere other than home after work, as I otherwise" she stopped short to take a break, and leaning against him, put a finger on his lips "Is done now"she continued, and winked at him. She kept his eyes on him, and looked only briefly at Michael, as if she didn't care what he did, and did. He had to become Daphne and the other bartender's problem, because she didn't care. Besides, she had other plans too, so after a few seconds she withdrew, turned around so her back rested against the bar counter. She grabbed the apron and got it off, hung it where it should hang. Then she grabbed her drink behind her, briefly reaching to skim to Nicolai. She briefly bit her lower lip and turned her head away from him again. Then she drank some more of the drink before all of a sudden there was no more left, now that it was white also time to go home. If Nicolai wanted to show up at her house, she would have to go home first. Briefly, she looked at the other two bartenders, and pushed her glass toward both of them, and then smiled sneakily before leaving the bar. Then she went over to Nicolai, leaned in a little against him, put a finger under his chin and turned his head a little towards her "You will not be allowed to slip away from me" she said in a gentle voice, however. with an undertone of something devilish and seductive. Then she let go of his chin, and winked at him, and then she turned and began to walk toward the door of Utopia, but when she reached the door she could see the full man who had been outside for far too long. He almost wandered into the place again, staring around before he saw Aleah. She ignored him, and as she was about to pass him he grabbed her, pulled her to "Do you need to play macho now" she sighed reluctantly, and looked away from him.

He stood far away from alcohol, a strong kind of it was not like a good smell at all. He also stank of more than just alcohol, and as his face approached hers, she pulled away, lifting one leg to let her knees hit hard between his legs. It made the man crunch on the floor in pain, and she looked at him, sighing again. Then she threw short with the blonde hair and was about to step forward towards the door but was stopped by the man again. He had grabbed her leg. She glanced down at him, how hollow the man was. How did she just get out of this, it was difficult when the man obviously held reasonably well. She turned her head away from him, considered Nicolai a little, no she didn't need to be rescued, she was not a strong vampire woman, and generally a woman who should not be a helpless one of a kind. But suddenly the man grabbed both of his hands around her one and made her roll backwards, then crawled over her as he held her down to the floor "Do you mind stopping the cheap tricks, they won't work" she just said annoyed and cold, trying to get out of the man's grip, but why couldn't she. He held on well to being a full man. The man smiled contentedly, letting his eyes glide down over her as if to eat her. She looked away from him, once trying to escape, and as his face approached her bed she hit him hard in the nose, causing the man to cry in pain, but he did not let go of her "Let me go!" She cried. then in a slightly irritated tone.