The rest of the group made it into the club 10 minutes before 9 o'clock. None of them have yet to hear back from Nichole, which had them a little worried about their friend who had to shamelessly strip down maybe naked in front of all of them. Soul and Kidd blushed at the possibility of seeing her naked. They both were hit on the head by Maka, who somehow read their minds, giving them looks of disappointment. Maka was dressed in a tight short spaghetti strap deep emerald bodycon dress that hugged her athletic body in the right places with a pair of golden heels that had a two-inch platform, which is surprisingly a rare choice for her but accentuated her plump bottom. Her ash blonde hair was straight and parted in the middle with a simple gold chain around her neck that ended above her almost flat bosom. Soul was dressed in black dress pants with white pinstripes, which was paired along with a black vest with a red dress shirt and a darker red tie. His shoes were standard black polished dress shoes that any man would wear. His white hair was pulled back in a rarely seen low ponytail. He tugged at his collar cursing at how tight it was for his liking and decided to roll up his sleeves to please is 'cool' ego. Kidd didn't feel different in the way he dressed, after all he always wore suits. Tonight he had on a dark navy blue suit, with a matching vest. He let his suit jacket hang open to show the vest underneath. His button up dress shirt was a standard pale bluish white color with a black tie, while he also wore a matching dark brown belt and shoes.
The group made their way into the club, showing their passes that Nichole have given them beforehand. The venue had a stage that was in a 'T' shape with a circle connected at the bottom of it. There were a total five poles, with four of them evenly spaced on the horizontal part of the 'T' while the last one was dead center in the circle stage. Around the stage was littered with many small round tables with four individual couch seats surrounding it. The number of people in the venue was surprising by how small it looked from the outside. The three of them silently agreed in sitting separately away from each other. Where Soul sat, which was against the wall to the left, he spotted Edna three tables away from where he was seated and kept an eye close on her trying not to seem like he was staring. Edna did take notice to him and gave him a seductive smile, while Soul gave her a charming smile back to the best of his ability. Kidd seated himself at a table that was directly in front of the round stage. He scanned the area for any emergency escape routes just in case things don't go the way they want. He spotted Maka sitting four tables down from the entrance, surveying the area as well. Both nodded slightly at each other when their eyes connected. Shifting back to look forward, Kidd tugged nervously at his tie. He knew that Nichole will be taking the stage any moment and it was nerve racking for him. She wasn't even considered to be half naked in their little stunt back at the academy and he was already feeling his nose start to bleed a bit.
"Roomz clearrr" All three of them heard Nichole's seemingly slurred voice come through their connected earpiece. As she said so, the lights dimmed down almost to the point of complete darkness but just enough to see words on paper. The three ready themselves to take action and get this all over with.
The stage was lit up with multicolored lights and music started in the background. All of the four first dancers were already known to everybody, besides the group, and were earning catcalls as they come out on by one.
The first dancer, stage named Diamond, came out strutting towards the middle right pole. Diamond was a dark skinned female who had a braid down the back of her head. Her hair was a very glossy black, her eyes were a silver like color while her lips were a pinkish color. Diamond adorned a very tight and extremely short black strapless dress that was paired with white stiletto platforms. She had on neutral eye makeup with clear lip-gloss. Taking her place right next to her assigned pole, she gave herself a twirl on the pole and stood behind it waiting.
The second dancer, stage named Jade, came out sashaying to the middle left pole, spinning while she walked. Jade was a fair skinned woman who had her light brown hair brushed back into a slick high-ponytail. She wore the same dress as Diamond, but in white with the same pair of heels in black. Her eyes were a deep green with brown eyeshadows and her lips were painted in black lipstick.
The third dancer, stage named Sapphire, sauntered over to the far right pole next taking her place to the right of Diamond. Sapphire was a tanned skin girl, who had light blue hair that was styled in glamorous finger waves. She wore the same exact outfit as Jade but her dress had spaghetti straps. Her eyes were a royal blue with no type of makeup on but mascara. When she got to her pole, she bent waist down and slowly lifted her upper body in a sensual way.
The fourth dancer, stage named Ruby, stalked to the far left pole to the left of Jade. Ruby has skin that is very pale, paler than Nichole and Kidd, that looked like porcelain. Her orange colored hair was in the form of a crazy pixie cut. Her red eyes were surrounded in maroon colored eyeshadow while her overly full lips were topped off with red matte lipstick. Her outfit was just like Diamond's, but like Sapphire her dress had straps. All of the girls had curved bodies with big bosoms that contrasted their average sized bottoms. (AN- Song: Flesh by Simon Curtis)
The four girls positioned themselves behind their poles in the same position. Grabbing the pole with their right hand, they all walked around the pole shaking their hips side to side before quickly letting their bodies drop down, winding themselves to the pole. Placing their left hand below their right, they hoisted their still spinning bodies upside-down putting the pole between their leg widely spread out legs. Flipping backwards, hands letting go of the pole as they stood back up, the girls turned their backs toward the crowd to crouched down only to get back up dragging their hands over their thighs, pulling their short dresses up a bit. By doing so, it revealed matching pink lacy thongs. Ruby and Sapphire turned forward and dropped to their knees rolling their hips in a circle riding their dresses up even more earning whistles and shouts. Diamond and Jade, still turned away, ran and jumped high onto their poles using only their legs to support them as they leaned far back. They both rolled down the top of their dresses to reveal that they obviously had no bras on, but their nipples where covered by black and white X's. Sliding back down, the two dancers stripped themselves of their skin tight dresses. Jade walked towards Ruby, as Diamond walked to Sapphire. They both pushed their outer partner down to the ground as they crawled on top. Ruby and Sapphire ran their hands down the naked sides of the female on top. By the time all four of the girls were done playing, they were all stripped from their dresses and where grinding against the poles.
Kidd didn't have anything against the females dancing sexually onstage, but none of them seemed to appeal to him even the slightest. He didn't feel the sensation of getting aroused at all. That Ruby girl did have something that intrigued Kidd's attention, but that was just her walk. The Shinigami felt honestly bored by the performance and didn't see why the men and women around them where hollering. Soul on the other hand was sporting a blush. His pants felt tight on him from the waist down. His elbow was on the armrest of his seat and his hand was brought to his mouth, in attempt to cover his blush. Bringing his hand back down, Soul just reminded that it's okay to feel this way in a strip club. "It's normal," he thought to himself. Maka was fidgeting throughout the whole performance. She felt hot and it made her uncomfortable. The meister didn't have anything against same gender relationships, but it shocked her by the way she was being affected. She jumped a little in her seat when she heard a voice.
"Maka, now is a good time to sense where the souls are." Kidd said in her mind through her earpiece.
"I'm on it." Nodding to herself, she got to work.
"Soul keep a steady eye on Edna, we don't want her leaving this room." Kidd looked over to Soul, who he saw nod at the orders. The lights went off all of a sudden and focused on the half-naked women. They all turned toward the entrance behind the stage and got on one knee in a bow position. Soul, Maka, and Kidd sat up in their seat, having a feeling of who will be coming out next. The speakers introduced the next person.
"Please give a very warm welcome to our newest Crystal, Amethyst!" Their eyes widen at the sight of their friend. Nichole strode out in a black and white overly skin tight sequin dress that had a diamond checkered pattern. The dress had spaghetti straps that dived into a very low cowl draped neckline showing off her cleavage line, which compared to the other dancers huge bosoms, complements her rather small breast. She wore ankle strapped heels that had a 4-inch platform. Her right foot adorned a black heel while her left adorned a white one. The heels made her toned legs seem endless and gave her hips a sexy sway as she walked. Her beautiful violet eyes were her pop of color that stood out from her black smokey eye makeup. Lips were painted an almost black plum color. Nichole's pastel hair was curled and looked to be frizzed up a bit to be a little more seductive. She prowled the catwalk towards the round stage looking a little dazed. Yet, the way she walked showed dominance and power.
"Something's up with Nichole." Soul's voice echoed in the other two's mind. "Look at her face, that blush isn't one of embarrassment." When Kidd and Maka looked closer, he was right. Her face had a light blush that was hard to really notice. They all also noticed that she was dancing in a slow pace as if she was really focusing on not falling on her face. Then a flashback of hearing her slurred voice gave them their answer.
"She's drugged." Kidd's voice sounded in disgust.
"What are we gonna do?" Maka sounded worried.
"It just means we need to get this mission over with." Soul's voice rang in their minds laced with anger. Nichole bent over, with her hands on the pole, shaking her hips side to side while arching her back. Standing back up, she placed her back against the pole and crouched running her fingers up from her thighs to run them into her hair in a sexualized way. When she came back up, she dipped, swerved, and twisted her body earning many whistles of appreciation. Most of the men and some women crowded around the stage throwing money bills for her to strip her clothes off, but their dreams were crushed when the speakers turned on.
"Now, now. Why don't we let her walk off stage and give private one-on-one lap dances?" Whoops and catcalls sounded throughout the crowd making the friends more urgent in doing their part.
"Maka did you find the souls yet?" Kidd thought as he got up hastily to go towards the bar outside of the venue room that was located in the massive hallway.
"No. I can't seem to pinpoint where they exactly are, but I can sense that they are in the building." She felt anxious.
"Kidd, Maka. Edna's on the move with Nichole, what do I do?" Soul said impatiently.
"Do whatever you can to keep her away from other men, while me and Maka search the building." Kidd's voice sounded dark. Nodding at his orders he got to work. Getting up from his seat, Soul made his way quickly towards Edna who was escorting Nichole to a back exit of the room.
Waving his hand in the air he yelled out, "Miss! Miss!" Getting the retreating figures attention.
Edna looked back and gave a smile seeing who it was. "Why hello there. Fancy seeing you approach me, how can I help you?"
"Well I was wondering if this fine young woman you got there has already been booked for the next, let's say… hour?" Soul fidgeted with his tie.
"Oh? What if I say she was, hmm?" Edna said deviously eyeing him. Seeing at what she was playing at, Soul took out his wallet and pulled out a two 100-dollar bills. A smirk played at the elder woman's lips as she was handed the money. "Consider yourself the first in line Mister…?"
"Hilton. Wes Hilton." Soul didn't want her finding out who he really was, so he used his brother's name and a different last name. Shaking hands at their deal, he was escorted to a dimly lighted room. The room consisted of a mini stage with a pole and a fluffy loveseat couch. He was seated in the middle of the couch with Nichole sitting beside him, with her legs draped over his lap and leaning on him pressing her chest to his arm. Looking up as Edna began to take her leave, he asked one more question. "Rules?"
"No type off sexual penetration to her waist down." With that she left, locking the door behind her. Soul quickly scanned the area with his senses and felt that there were no cameras in the room besides one, which was outside the room pointing at the door to record who came in and out of the room. Quickly peeling off Nichole from his body, he laid her down properly. Pouting at being rejected, Nichole laid on her side and twisted her lower half so she was able to dangle her left leg over the edge. She was aware that she was under the influence of something, but couldn't help herself but to fall into the sweet sensational bliss she was feeling. It was like she was on cloud 9.
"Guys, you have an hour starting now." Nichole heard 'Wes' voice say in her drunken mind. "Alright." She heard two other people speak in her thoughts. "Where's Nichole?" The witch made out a male's voice that sounded like silk in her head. "She's with me in a private room, under the impression that she is giving me what I want I guess." She didn't know why but she felt a wavelength of some sort quiver at the answer and she was for sure it wasn't from the person present in the room. "What about Edna?" The same voice asked. "She's somewhere else, so be careful. Who knows what she's up to." 'Wes' said. Giggling at the voices in her mind, she decided to join in the conversation. "Hellloooo to the voices in my head. Howdy." Nichole rolled off the couch and stood up making her way to the male in the room with her and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Thank Death, it's good to hear your voice Nichole." A female's voice sounded.
Ignoring the voice, she spoke out loud. "Why ya ignoring me Wes." She said unbuttoning Soul's vest and was quickly stopped. Soul turned around and picked the witch up to dump her back onto the couch making her squeal. He turned away, only for his tie to get caught by Nichole's strong hand. Huffing at the male, Nichole pulled him own to seat him next to her. She swiftly straddled him on his lap and started to bite at his jawline earning a groan. Soul had his hands placed at her hips gripping them roughly making her tense. Relaxing herself, she got rid of Soul's vest and made work of the buttons on his shirt, getting rid of his dress shirt as well. Somehow, some way her drunk mind got her to stop and stare at his chest. Over the four years Nichole had met Soul he had grown in height and his muscles had developed to his favor making him mouth-watering. But unknown to her at the moment, she never met this man named 'Wes' and she wanted to have him. Now. Her hands quickly tangled themselves in his white silky hair as she crashed her lips onto his in a lustful manner. He bit onto her lip non-too softly getting a moan that only urged him on. Soul knew he shouldn't be doing this, but damn did it feel good to have her on him again after their break-up. He ran his hands over her thighs to ride up her short dress to reveal a dark purple laced thong that made his pants tighten all over again painfully. Feeling the bulge underneath her, Nichole began to ground herself onto it electing a husky moan from the man under her. Wanting her as badly as she wanted him, Soul, or as she knows him to be 'Wes', grabbed her and crushed her body against the floor. He pushed her dress up even more to reveal more of her flat stomach and gave sloppy kisses down to where the line of the lace fabric began. Nichole was beginning to get frustrated that he didn't go further down and begun to try to push his head down. She felt a grin against her skin as her wrists were pinned above her head by one of 'Wes' hands.
"Damn it Nichole, you don't know what you do to me." Soul huskily said as her legs wrapped around his waist bringing him closer.
"Then show me Wes. Show me what I do to you." She responded in a low voice while she brushed her core to his groin. With his free hand, Soul went to unzip the back of her dress and let go of her wrists to pull it off. Unlike the other dancers, Nichole had nothing covering her nipples leaving her breast bare to him. They were a good sized B or C-cup and were perky. Soul's hand began fondling her left breast making Nichole's breath hitched as his thumb grazed over her nipple. He continued his ministrations, becoming brave and gently washing over the right peak with his tongue. Moaning at the sensations, she bucked wildly against Soul's covered member. Growling at the obtruding layers, she tossed Soul to her side and got rid of his dress pants leaving him in his red briefs. Straddling him again, she looked down at him with a wicked smile as she reached down to grip his erect member giving it a firm pump. "Shall we take it to home base?"
