The smell is a weird one. Surely Lucy had been at this kind of place before, but the scent never sat well with her. The smell of sweat, cologne, and cheap cigars lie in the air. Lucy scrunches up her nose as she continues to walk in through the place. Lucy's tongue darts out and swipes across her ruby red lips. Many of the men licked their lips when the saw her—although they had a whore in their lap. One of the men continued to stare at her while the whore on his lap did what she was being paid to do. Her unsheathe breast pressed up against the handsome man's arm, as one of her hands trailed across the male's jawline, and the other works their magic.
Lucy's tightly fitted dress moves as she moves. The dress is floor length, and red. A long cut is placed on the side, and it snakes up and stops at her pants line. Her hair is pulled up into a messy bun, and chopsticks are stuck through the bun. Lucy smiles smugly when she realizes everyone is staring at her. Including her target. Her long legs take strides over to the bar, her gold heels clacking away on the marble floor. Lucy sits down on a wooden stool at the bar.
The handsome man gives a look to the hooker pressed against him, and she scurries away—her breast flying everywhere. The man fixes his bowtie, and runs his fingers through his blonde hair. He watches as Lucy talks to the bartender, and orders a drink. He decided to make his move. After all a woman looking that good should be between his legs, not on the other side of the room. Though he can't help but wonder why this beautiful woman would enter a whorehouse, maybe she's into women? Even so, I'll make her into men.
Lucy orders a whiskey, and she watches as the bartender grab a glass, put two ice cubes in them, and fill it halfway with the hellish drink. "Isn't that a little too strong for a bijou woman like you?" Step one, check.
"The Art of Seduction" Mira says as she snaps a pointer stick on the board.
"Mira, is this really necessary? I mean c'mon I used to seduce for money!" Lucy whines, as she adjust her seat on the couch. Natsu had told her earlier what her job was. And it was to seduce this guy who was taking over one of Fairy Tail's drug ports. Apparently he had a huge appetite for women.
"Yes, it is. Now, sit there and listen!" Mira hissed at her. "There's three simple steps you must complete. Step one: Gain the attention of the target. You can't be obvious, so you have to be discreet—but not to the point where they don't notice you."
"So, just capture the attention of everyone?" Lucy asked, playing with her fingers. She hates being told to stay still—it's one of the many traits that carried on from her childhood.
"Yes, and you can do many things to do it. For instance your walking—the posture." Mira stands up straight, and starts walking form one side of the room to another. Lucy couldn't help but be absorbed by her walk. How she strutted from one side of the room to another with such c—"remember, confidence is the key."
"Oh?" Lucy raises a perfect blonde eye brow "who said I was bijou? I'll have you know" she leans closer to him, and whispers "I'm quite gargantuan."
The man laughs boisterously. How can a woman of her physique say she's gargantuan? It's quite idiosyncratic. Her thin figure can be broken by him, with a simple flick of his wrist. However, what enthralls him to her, is that sexy mouth of hers. How it talks with such ease, and how confident it seems.
"You're funny I'll give you that. Give me a glass of whiskey, and another one for the lady" he adds her in when he notices she finished her glass with one shot.
"A-Alright" the timid bartender replies. The blonde man holds an intimidating aura, whereas the blonde female displays an aura of confidence. The timid boy grabs the female's glass, and another glass and puts two cubes of ice for each one, then fills it halfway with the whiskey. "Here" he slides a cup to each person.
"Thank you" Lucy smiles, causing the boy to blush.
"Now," the blonde man reverts the attention of the blonde girl back to him—disliking the smile she gave to the bartender. He'll have to deal with him later. "Can I have a pretty name to put on a pretty face?" He grabs a handful of her hair and watches as the silky hair slides down. The blonde man was a little surprised at how soft and smooth it felt—and how much he liked it.
"Only if you give me a sexy name, to put with a," Lucy licks her lips as she checks him out. Purposely boosting his confidence. "Sinful face."
The man laughs. He couldn't have helped being turned one by that. The way her eyes raked over his body as if she wanted him. Well, he can't help her, seeing as how females line up simply to talk to him. He can't help himself but be attracted to this daring woman. Unlike most of the girls he's slept with—she's the most fun; and they haven't even fucked yet. When her tongue ran over her lips, he couldn't help but curse at her lips, wishing it were him. I wonder what else she can do with that mouth.
"Takeshi, Takeshi Oshiro" he finally admitted. Desperate to hear the name of the woman who stirs him up—in a good way obviously.
"Layla, Layla Emerald." She lies, she has to be careful, she doesn't want a damn drug lord after her—she already has to deal with being sold to a Mafia.
Takeshi raises his eyebrows, and clenches his jaw. His fist tightening, and untightening. She was lying to him. And he sure as hell didn't like liars. "Oh? How about we cut the shit, and you tell me your real name."
Lucy lets a smirk fall onto her lips. Bitch please. "Takeshi means violent right? And plus, I don't see how my real name is necessary in this conversation. You simply need something to address me by." She raises her own eyebrow. Lucy Heartfilia can be fierce when needed. After years of torment from her father, and after finally growing a pair, she stopped being a wimp. Now, she's made of steel—and nothing will break her, but perhaps she can be melted with the right temperature.
Takeshi felt his frustration release, and he smirks. "You're interesting, Layla, very interesting." Step two, check.
"Now, step two is harder." Mira says as she flips her hair. "Make the target interested in you. Give them attitude, be fierce, and show them you can hold on your own."
"But, I'm already a sexy piece of hunk-a-dunk, I can just pop out my boobs and make him interested." Lucy says yawning at the boring lesson.
Mira sighs in frustration. "Takeshi is known for having whores—"
"Exactly, so I can just pretend to be a whore and lead him to the alley like that. " Lucy interrupts her, and scowls at the room she was put in for her lesson. It was like a—no it's a conference room. And Natsu assigned Mira to do this, since she was one of the best seductress' in Fairy Tail.
"Yes, but if you're a whore, you and him can simply do your business outside. You don't flaunt your physical attributes, until the third step, got it?" Mira said pointing the point straight at her face.
"Yes, yes, Master." That earned her a whack to the head with the pointer.
Lucy wraps her arms under her breast, purposely making it bigger. The sweetheart neckline on her dress, was purposely made for this. The dress only had one sleeve, making it seem more elegant—yet attractive. "I can say the same Ta-ke-shi."
Takeshi's pants feel like they're about to rip open. The female in front of him, was simply flaunting her assets, while he had a problem down there. Yes, he's in a whorehouse, and he can simply ask for one to take care of his problem, but it won't be good enough. He needs the devilish goddess before him to do it. Or else, his pants will rip open. He's quite sure she's flirting with him, seeing as how he knows a flirt when he sees one.
"Now, can I ask what a lady like you would be doing in a whorehouse?" He props his elbow on the counter, and rest his head on the palm of his hand, while crossing one leg over the other, to hide his problem.
"Well," Lucy says as she tries to think of a lie. "I was supposed to meet a friend here."
Takeshi raises an eyebrow at her obvious lie. "Really?" He drawls.
Lucy forces a blush on her cheeks, "I was curious okay! I got stood up on a date and I decided to see how a whore house looks." She looks away, as if she's shy.
Takeshi laughs "well, do you like it?"
"If I wanted to see naked women, my friends and I could have a sleepover."
"Well, I wouldn't mind seeing that." Takeshi said, while looking at her exposed rack. His tongue darts out and runs across his dry lips.
Lucy giggles, and downs her drink in one go. The burning sensation is a familiar feeling, and the screaming in her stomach. The pleasant aftereffects, is also another familiar feeling. Lucy likes the stronger drinks. The stronger it is, the stronger the effect. So, sometimes she likes to go crazy and mix things up, like rum and vodka. Or maybe rum and whiskey. How is she not dead yet? She doesn't know.
"Let's go" she says to him, causing him to raise an eyebrow. Who is she to tell him what to do?
"Why?"
Lucy turns to him with a perfect smile. "So we can fuck."
"Why not here?"
"I'm no hooker Mr. Oshiro. But, if you don't want to accept my offer, then that's okay too." Lucy says as she walks away, but after she grabs a twenty from her bra, and leaves it on the counter. Takeshi looks at the blonde that's walking away. The woman holds his interest, and there's probably a small chance of him finding her again. However, if he goes with her it could be a trap. Takeshi looks at the three men on the couch, with their pants down, and gives them a nod. The men stop what they're doing, throws cash on the females on the ground and walk to their boss.
Lucy's blood is flowing with adrenaline. A familiar excitement sweeps through her. She leans on a wall for support, when she leaves the building. Lucy sees Levy, and Gajeel in the corner, hiding. She gives them a nod to show them that he's' coming. Even though she's not quite sure of it herself. But, when the door to the back of the building opens, and Takeshi steps out with three men, she smirks slightly, but frowns on the inside. He was supposed to come alone not with his bodyguards. Step three, check.
"The last step uses your physical traits. Like your boobs, or ass." Mira explains. "Show them off, but don't make yourself look slutty, show off enough so the target gets captivated by them. If you show too much they'll presume you as a slut."
"Okay, that's pretty easy." Lucy gets up and walks around pooping her breast and bum out.
"There, but do it so you look more modest." Mira explains, as she judges Lucy. After thirty minutes, Lucy finally gets it and Mira agrees. Lucy never though seducing someone could be so much work. She though you just pop you assets out and BAM they want you. But, no, this was simply torture. Lucy and Mira rode the elevator up to Natsu's office. Lucy furrows her eyebrows when she notices multiple bags scattered around Levy, Cana, and Erza.
"What is that?" She asks.
"Your new wardrobe, I can't have you looking like a hobo, when you're seducing someone. Now, take a shower you'll be leaving in thirty." Natsu says without taking his eyes off his work.
Levy and Gajeel get into position, and take out their guns. A silencer is placed on each of their pistols, so they don't get any unwanted attention. They notice Takeshi approach Lucy and snake his arms around her waist. His lips then come crashing on hers.
It's disgusting. Absolutely vile, and repulsive. Lucy hates the feeling of his lips on hers, his slimy tongue in her mouth. She mentally pleads Gajeel, and Levy to get this over with. "AH!" She hears a scream, and it causes Takeshi to rip his mouth off of hers, and they notice two dead bodies, next to the wall. Levy comes in and shoots the third guy right in the head before he even pulls the trigger.
"You bitch!" Takeshi growls at Lucy, he grabs her hair, and it causes her to wince slightly.
"What? It's not my fault you didn't ask." Lucy shrugs, smirking when his hand grabs the gun stashed in his belt.
"Leave me alone, or the bitch dies."
"Honey please. Do you see me on the ground barking, no? Then I'm no bitch, you damn imbecile." Lucy says, rolling her eyes. Takeshi switches his position so the gun is pointing to her head, and his arm is around her neck.
"I shouldn't have ever come to a damn slut like you, you fucking bitch."
Lucy feels her eyebrow twitch. Before she knows it her heel is cutting through Takeshi's dick. Takeshi releases a piercing scream out, as he feels the sharp heel cut through his manhood. Lucy uses this moment to her advantage, and easily slips through Takeshi's arms. Levy and Gajeel, are both impressed, and weirded out. In all their years of doing this, they've never seen someone do something so...horrifying.
Levy is the first to recover from what they just saw. She quickly pulls the trigger on her pistol, and sees Takeshi's body fall flat on the ground. Levy didn't think that the mission would end like this to be honest, she thought that something would go horribly wrong. However, it seems that Lucy can really hold it out on her own.
Lucy pouts and looks at them "I have dick blood on my heel now!"
Did you guys catch that NaLu hint? With the metal and heat. To be honest I don't drink, I don't know shit about metal, and i'm not a Mafia member. SO, expect to see mistakes when reading this—especially from a thirteen year old. I tried my best to edit this. Thank you for all of those reviews! I would respond right now, but I don't have time, I'm going somewhere. Sorry, for my absence I've been in another city for my cousins wedding. At the end of it though one of the people who worked there stole my aunt, and the bride's (my cousin) gold. It was a total of $5,000. Please leave reviews, I love reading them—well the non-bitchy ones.