Chapter 10:
Richard dropped Ronnie and Ivy off in front of the night club. There was a long line forming behind the red velvet rope in front of the door. As the two women climbed out of the car, Ronnie caught the doorman's eye and he waved them over. Grabbing Ivy's hand, Ronnie walked over, smiling radiantly. "Phil, so good to see you again." Ronnie leaned over, giving Phil a quick kiss on each cheek. "This is my friend, Ivy Tamwood." Phil gave Ivy an appraising look, "Pleasure to meet you."
"I wanted to show Ivy where I go to cut loose and have some fun. Will it be a long wait?" Ronnie asked.
"Not for you two lovely ladies." Phil said, unhooking the velvet rope and stepping aside. "You know you are a VIP here anytime, Ronnie."
"Thanks Phil, you are a doll." Ronnie smiled and waved over her shoulder with her free hand, her other still holding Ivy's and the two women entered the club.
As they pushed through the second set of heavy wooden doors, the steady dance beat thumped loudly. The club was packed and it had an MPL, so there were plenty of mingling scents to contend with. Among the heady smell of incense from the Vamps came the woodsy smell of Weres, and underlying them all was the delicious aroma of humans. There were strict rules that went along with the MPL, and this club had plenty of bouncers scattered throughout to make sure no one got carried away.
With everyone interacting and dancing together in the club, the smells and pheromones were intoxicating. Ivy breathed in deeply, feeling herself relax almost instantly. "So, what do you think? Want to go hit the dance floor?" Ronnie had to speak loudly to be heard above the music.
Smiling sly, Ivy leaned over to speak in Ronnie's ear. "These shoes weren't made for dancing."
Laughing at her friend, Ronnie pulled Ivy further into the club anyway. "Well then, we'll have to see about that."
The crowd parted around them as they walked toward the bar which overlooked the huge dance floor. The music continued, one song seamlessly flowing into the next. The crowd danced in the changing colored lights, seeming to move as one; heads bobbing and bodies swaying to the beats. Slightly buzzed, Ivy stood with her back against the bar, taking in the excitement around her.
Ronnie stepped in front of Ivy, placing her hands on Ivy's waist and leaning in close as though she would kiss her. Ronnie placed her mouth near Ivy's ear, lips brushing gently against her as she spoke. "Would you like me to dance for you, Ivy?" It was Ivy's turn to chuckle. "Why Ms. Ambrosio, I do believe you are trying to seduce me." Ivy curled her arms around Ronnie's waist, pulling her in even closer, her breath tickling Ronnie's cheek. "Show me what you can do." Ivy said.
Ronnie stepped back and gave Ivy a smoldering look, eyes almost black due to the closeness of their bodies and all the wonderful smells of the club. "You asked for it." Ronnie said, voice husky.
Leading Ivy over to the edge of the dance floor, Ronnie made her way out into the crowd. It didn't take long for the men in the room to notice her as she began to move with the music. Her body pulsed along with the beat of the song. She suggestively swayed her hips from side to side, arms reaching up to pull her hair back, exposing her long, graceful neck. She can definitly dance, Ivy thought, as a spike of anticipation dove to her middle.
Ronnie continued her show for Ivy's benefit, turning around to incorporate a gorgeous young Were that had made his way behind her on the dance floor. He too was enamored by Ronnie's hips, and the two of them danced well together. Ronnie turned once again, pushing herself into the front of her dance partner, and watching Ivy's reactions as they swayed back and forth. The Were held Ronnie by her hips and then reached out, grabbing her hand to make her spin in a small, tight twirl. Both of them had huge smiles on their faces, obviously having a good time. Ivy couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy, but it passed as quickly as it came. She knew who Ronnie would be leaving with.
The song ended and a new one started; the beat speeding up and the lights pulsing faster. Ronnie gave the Were a quick hug and left him standing brokenhearted on the dance floor. His sadness soon vanished as he began dancing next to the pretty human who took Ronnie's spot. Ivy shook her head and laughed to herself. At least he is persistent.
Ronnie made her way back to Ivy, breathless and glowing. "That was so much fun. Are you sure you don't want to dance with me?"
Ivy embraced Ronnie and took a deep breath. God, she smells good, Ivy thought, their aromas mixing together, sending her desire into a frenzy. Eyes black, she leaned in close and pushed back Ronnie's hair. Voice sultry, she said "There are other things I would rather be doing with you right now." Ivy's tongue flicked out and caressed Ronnie's earlobe. She gently put her lips to it and drew it ever so lightly into her mouth, grazing her teeth against its softness. Ronnie gasped and the sound of it sent a tremble through Ivy.
"Let me call for Richard", Ronnie breathed, exhilarated by Ivy's touch, "and we'll go back to my place."