Fang was nearly overflowing with eager patrons, with a line of humans waiting outside. Of all the times Ian had been there he'd never see the place so full. With a nod his guards disappeared into the crowed, presumably to watch from a distance...tho he knew they'd be finding their own fun as well. A flash of his green eyes was all that was needed and the human sitting in his bar stool vanished of his own accord.
"something going down tonight?" he asked the bartender whom he knew was called Tally. Named so because his biceps were covered with tally marks. Strangely enough each tally stood for a life he had saved.
"got a live show tonight." Tally told him pointedly. "young little human they call Dove."
"a human?" he remarked. There was a good mix of undead, ghost, vamps and ghouls, excreta. But there were also tons of humans. "didn't think one little girl could cause all this ruckus." he commented dryly. His eyes followed a cute little tart as she sashayed her hips while passing.
"you ain't seen this bird." tally commented. He turned to a patron whom would actually order a drink. Ian was there to drink alright... but his pleasure wasn't any thing Tally had on tap. He waited patiently to be approached, and he knew he would be,
he had on a pair of custom fitted jeans, tight on his ass and lose in the legs. they made for easy maneuverability should he need to fight. His form fitting black tee accentuated every muscle in his flat belly and chiseled chest. And just for fun he'd added his new favorite hat. Kitty, one of the new vampires in his line, Referred to it as his punk hat. It had a wide curved brim and an ornately painted picture of a skull dripping blood.
Add all that with his devastatingly good looks and not one human woman could resist. He didn't need to thrall them to get them to go with him, just flash a sexy grin and they would piratically beg for it. Ian had softly curling Auburn hair that hung loose to his solders. His eyes were naturally blue, that glowed a brilliant green when he was hungry, angry, or horny; something he used to his advantage often.
Case, a ghoul, slid onto the stool beside him. The two had once been at odds, but there was a strict no violence rule in club Fang. "here for the show?" he asked.
"decidedly not." was Ian's answer. Case just nodded and ordered his drink. Suddenly the lights dimmed, the dance floor cleared and a spotlight illuminated the space.
"I've got a table near the stage. Come on." he offered. Ian would have turned him down, but he looked around. Every single person, living, dead, men, and women were crowding around the make shift stage. He wasn't gonna attract dinner this way.
"lead the way mate." Case gave him a smile before showing Ian to a table set up right on the edge of the dance floor. Nothing was happening, no music, no singing... nothing. Ian was about to point it out when a blur streaked across the room. He tensed, only to relax when he spotted the vampire standing center stage. In his arms was a white sheet covered in red stains.
"i give you... the Dove!" he shouted shaking out the sheet. Ten or so white birds flew into the air with a flutter. When Ian's attention returned to where the vampire had been standing he was shocked.
A tall thin girl had replaced him, she stood with her head down, long thick black curls hung as a curtain in front of her face. Her cloths left nothing to the imagination. A black and white mini skirt just barley cover her bum, leaving the pale skin of her long luscious legs glimmering in the light. A skintight tank top clung to her tight little belly and accentuated her large breasts.
Thin was an understatement, the girl could have been anorexic, her ribs were visible under the shirt when she shifted. Ian noted the piercings running in pairs up both her long twiggy arms, laced with a bit of red string and tied in a bow near each wrist. He was vaguely aware that this was referred to as Corset piercing. He wondered to himself where else she was priced.
She suddenly lifted her head as the music started playing. Deep dark pools of melted chocolate penetrated him. When she began to sing Ian thought, if he still had a beating heart, she would have stopped it. He wasn't listing to the words of the song, his mind couldn't comprehend it right then. Her petite frame moved and twisted with the beat, as she danced her way over to different men around her stage. She would place one of her hands, with long spindly fingers, upon the chest of any man with in reach. Once or twice she would lower herself onto a lap only to jump up before it's owner could respond.
When she reached Case her eyes lit up with recognition, and she bent to kiss his cheek. The ghoul's face split into a grin. He nodded toward Ian, who was mesmerized by the girl. The little Dove gave a playful smile, depositing herself into his lap and kissing his cheek as well. Before Ian could gather his wits she moved on to the next guy in the circle.
She completed an entire rotation before the song ended. Every man she had touche, run a finger down his jaw line, or offered a kiss on the cheek, was smitten. Ian had a hard on he thought would never be satisfied until he had her. The next song was faster, her dancing became more provocative. Sweat dripped down her face but she didn't wipe at it.
Ian began to fantasize about having her beneath him, she'd sweat then too. He'd lick each and every salty drop from her skin before making her sweat more. She swayed her hips, hands tracing a path from her neck down. She touched her breasts, her stomach, the gentile curve of her hips, before slipping between those sweet thighs. The song stopped suddenly and she pulled her hand away. She licked her pouty pink lips and slipped a finger into her mouth.
Her eyes moved around the circle, listening to the opening notes of her third song. Her she spotted Ian and half her mouth curled up in a smile. she reached up, hands pulling thorough that thick mass of curls. Ian wanted to feel that hair tickling his body as she sat over him, riding his thick erection. Slowly she moved across the floor back towards him.
The other side of her mouth went up in a sweet seductive smile that touched her eyes. Ian returned it, aware that he would be flashing fang. She reached down with one hand and plucked his hat off his head. She covered the curls she had mounded onto her head and gave him a wink before dancing away.
By the end of her fifth and final song Ian could have cared less if he ever saw his hat again. But Dove? Oh he would do more than see her. The vampire from her opening act stepped back onto the stage, holding up the bloody sheet. She allowed him to wrap it around herself, covering her completely. When he gave a rough tug of the sheet and waved it in the air she was gone.
"Bloody hell." Ian breathed. He needed a drink now more than ever. The applause and screaming was nearly defining.
"she is here every Friday." Case told him taking a long pull from the drink he had ordered previously. Ian just nodded, his mind on how he would get to this Dove, alone. He sat with Case for another fifteen minuets before the ghoul was led off by a busty blond. One of the few waitresses slid up to him.
"you need a drink Ian?" she offered. She moved her head to the side suggestively, but he just ordered a bourbon. The girl's face fell before stalking off to get the damn drink. Some one sat in the seat across from him. He looked up to tell them to bugger off... and stopped.
big dark brown eyes watched him from under the brim of his own hat. "thanks for the loan." she purred, taking the hat from her head and handing it over.
"any time love." he accepted the punk hat and put it back on his head. "you were absolutely smashing up there." he jerked his head towards the dance floor that was once again full of bumping and grinding dancers.
"well isn't that something?" she wondered, bemused.
"what would that be love?"
"the grate Liam Flannery, giving a complement." she said in wounder.
"how is it you, a human, has heard of me; yet before this night I'd never heard your name?" she gave a little giggle.
"lets say... I have friends in high places." she smirked. The waitress returned with Ian's drink.
"can I get you a drink?" he offered.
"no," she giggled again at his bewildered look. "but you can come with me while I get one." she stood up from the stool and looked at him pointedly. Ian noticed that she had changed into a pair of hip hugging jeans and a looser tank top. "you coming?" she asked when his eyes returned to her face, eyebrows raised. He grabbed his drink and let her lead him through the crowd to the bar.
He was about to hail Tally over when she lifted the slab of the bar that employees used to get in the back. Ian was confused, but followed her through and closed the slab behind them. Tally gave her a little wave and smile, but she didn't go for his liquor supply. The sweet little Dove led him through a door that he had never noticed was there before.
"if I made tally come back here every time I needed a drink he wouldn't be such a friendly Vampire." she told him. They were in a little kitchen area, with a fridge, and ice machine, an industrial dish washer and a small sink. Dove took a glass from a rack of clean dishes and twisted on the sink. Ian's eyebrows raised this time. "water?"
"it's all I drink, not a hard to please kind of girl. I like it straight from the tap... none of that fancy bottled stuff for me." the corner of her mouth curved up again before she took a sip.
"you have no idea how dangerous this is for you." he said menacingly. Watching her wet lips suck from the cup, seeing her throat work. His eyes were glowing green. She put down the glass and cocked her head to the side. Purposely revealing the soft smooth skin above her jugular.
"you think I don't know what I'm doing?" she asked, her sweet voice had a little bite to it. He just watched her. "I get up in front of hundreds of vampires, and ghouls, shake my hips, get em' all worked up," her voice was a low purr. "I do it once a week, and you think I don't know what I am doing? If a regular man was what I wanted, I'd just dance at a strip club." she gave a little laugh. "now are you thirsty, or not?"
"are you cretin about this lovely?" he asked ash Dove pressed her body against his.
"Bite me."
