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Narcissus under the Rose (Eilonwe x Akri)

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Narcissus under the Rose (Eilonwe x Akri)

Post  Eilonwe on Sun Feb 14, 2016 3:00 pm

Aoi didn't often give a performance.  He was the owner of the club after all.  But there were just some times when he missed the attention and the rush of energy that came from being on stage, teasing a crowd into a frenzy.  Sometimes he missed no longer being in a band. But he couldn't regret the club.  It had been his dream-child, and it had become even more successful than he had hoped. Of course it helped that they lived in a province in which prostitution was legal, and there was a rather nice one just up the road.  It meant that he didn't have to feel guilty for putting his patrons in a certain state of mind, since he could direct the lonely and unaccompanied up the road.  

Still, he tried to make his performances infrequent enough that they were a real treat.  He didn't have any kind of schedule to it really, no set holidays or days of the week.  He would just decide that he wanted to dance that week, and so usually with only a few days notice he would post an announcement of his intention to perform.  He was always a crowd pleaser.  Aoi chuckled to himself at the double entendre embedded in that sentence.  Because Aoi always used his gift, timing it just right to bring everyone in the audience to climax with the end of his show.  He had to be subtle about it though, work them gently to arousal so they'd be shocked and sated without realizing that he'd played with their minds and bodies.  Still, he'd never once heard a complaint out of anyone in the audience.  He'd seen a few fierce blushes from faces that inevitably came back, but he'd never once been notified of a complaint.  

So, there it was - Valentine's day had been approaching and he'd felt it's affects.  Not everyone was having a good, loving week and even though it was quite cheesy to do so, Aoi decided to dance on Valentine's day.  It would be his gift to all those lonely patrons who probably otherwise wouldn't have an orgasm that didn't come from their own hands.

Aoi frowned to himself when he thought about the holiday. It was supposed to celebrate lovers, and love, and embracing forbidden love. Not many people actually knew the true origins of the holiday, since many associated it with cupid. The holiday in fact, had nothing to do with the roman god of love. It came from a time when a Roman King decided that men made better soldiers when they weren't worried about getting home to wives and children. As such, he'd outlawed marriage for all young men. St. Valentine was said to have been a priest, who defied the King's unfair law by performing marriages in secret. Thus love, even forbidden love, was allowed to continue. Of course, St. Valentine was martyred for his work, but love is worth such sacrifice, isn't it?

Aoi sighed, not because of the fact that many people had forgotten what Valentine's was about, or should be about. He sighed because currently, he had no special Valentine of his own. Forbidden or otherwise. You would think that it wouldn't be that difficult for a half-incubus like himself to have and keep a steady lover. But... Aoi was picky. Sure most people were fun for a short-term romp, but he had yet to meet someone who could push all his buttons. Someone who could make him want them as much as he'd wanted Morpheus, or even Uruha.

Chin up, he paid special attention to his grooming. Picked out his outfit carefully and paid special attention to his hair and make-up. If nothing else, he'd cheer himself up tonight. Extending his gift to it's fullest extent and causing more than 50 orgasms at once - it was a rush of back-lashed sexual energy like no other. He shivered at the thought of it. A part of him still cringed at the idea that it was some form of rape, but ... he figured that his intent had a lot to do with whether it was a crime. He wasn't using it defensively, nor was he using it to harm. He used it because he truly wanted to give that intense pleasure as a gift. He wanted even virgins to have the experience of intense pleasure that usually only came with sinful acts. In his mind, he would always believe that orgasm was gift from God. That an orgasm could never be something evil, even though he also understood that Incubi were a form of demon and thus by nature a form of evil.


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Post  Akri on Sun Feb 14, 2016 4:57 pm

Asagi had been bored, so very bored as of late. There was few lovers that kept up with his sexual appetite and those that did always wanted the same thing. Don't get him wrong, he was more than happy to dote on their desires. Sex of any kind was delicious and he would never turn his back on someone craving it unless he had a really good reason. As of yet he had yet to find a reason, but he was sure that he would at some point. He'd just have to linger around until he did.

It was with these droll thoughts that he was broken from as a hushed whisper carried to his ears. Just a small phrase that had captured his interest. Bowing his head, he let his head fall forward just a little forward, his hair masking his face as a small smile drew across his painted lips.

"It's tonight," came one of the whispers, he didn't really care to hear who from. "I can't wait. I haven't gotten off like that since the last time. Are you going?" "Of course," came another hushed whisper. "Jin is going to meet us there. I wonder if just the dance will get me off..." Asagi could hear the faint hint of humiliation and eagerness shaking the second mans voice. "We'd better hurry if we want good seats."

Hearing them run off, he waited until he could barely hear them anymore before lifting his head and looking off in the same direction. His inky black hair fell in a smooth wave across one eye obscuring it from view and contrasting his porcelain skin. His other flashed a deep red, mixing with his dark eyes in a odd dance, almost hypnotic. "...well well...it seems tonight won't be so dull after all," he mused, his voice oddly deep, a contradiction to his appearance. He looked neither male nor female, and yet he did not look both either. He was like a living statue. Everything about him was perfectly poised and straight, almost as if he'd stepped straight out of a painting centuries old.

Gripping the hem of his skirt, he turned and walked after the fading scent of the men. If they were so eager, he had no doubt they would lead him straight to wherever this...event was going to be. Apparently it was something that did not happen often and he did not want to miss such a promising opportunity.

With that thought in mind, he trailed the men, only mildly surprised by where he ended up. It was not a whorehouse like he had been assuming, but rather...a strip bar. Raising an eyebrow, he slipped inside the building, take a quick look around. Immediately he realized he did not fit into the scene. Men covered in sweat and stink and liquor; lonely men or abandoned men. Old suits and modern fashion swam around the room as he stood in a full Victorian dress, the collar off his shoulders to reveal glimpses of his skin through the tress of ink black hair that swam around him.

Deciding he was just too curious to worry about being out of place, he walked through the room, acutely aware of the glances thrown his way as he ghosted slowly through to a center booth. Shifting his skirts, he sank into a seat and smoothed the fabric over his lap before folding his hands atop it lifting his shifting eye up to look over the bar. Seeing a server, one of the few on the floor, he order a red wine laced in blood and settled to wait for the show to begin.

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Post  Eilonwe on Mon Feb 15, 2016 7:42 pm

Aoi applied his make-up carefully so that it accented his eyes without being overly dramatic. He pointed the tips of his eyeliner so as to give him the impression of having cat's eyes. It was a subtle reference to himself as a 'sex kitten'. Then he began to dress in the layers that he would eventually take off. Once the several layers were in place, he pulled on a simple black Kimono robe accented with with small red flames about the hem. Pouring himself a glass of cognac, he left his office, heading for the club. His steps were graceful, so as not to give away his bells. He enjoyed walking through the crowd, getting feedback just prior to his performance as he made his way to the stage.

Aoi was ever drawn to beauty in all it's forms, so of course his gaze was arrested by the dark beauty sitting like a jewel in the center of the crowd. The beauty was sitting, gracefully elegant, in a dark Victorian Style dress. The stranger could have been either gender, but represented themselves quite prettily as a female in all her glory. He would definitely have to pay that one a visit later.

Aoi took the stage and one of his dancers handed him the microphone.

"Good evening, Ladies and Gentlemen. Welcome to Narcissus in Dreams. Tonight, is St. Valentine's. It is a celebration for lovers, and forbidden love - Shall I be your forbidden lover tonight? Shall I become your Valentine? I dance for you..."

With that the lights went out and the music started. Very slowly a low spotlight, like candlelight lit up Aoi's frame.



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Post  Akri on Mon Feb 15, 2016 8:12 pm

Asagi wasn't sure how long he'd waited, enjoying the simple wine he'd selected. It was bright but sultry, one that suited his pallet well. He'd been half way though his second glass before he'd noticed a man moving up on stage. It didn't take a genius to put two and two together; the hush over the crowd, the sudden rapt attention. This was what those men had been whispering about.

With that thought in mind, Asagi refocused his mind on the figure on stage. He was slow in his perusal, watching him almost as if he was a mannequin. Long black hair, soft skin, full lips, dark eyes, slender body. It was no wonder the men had seemed so excited. The man on stage was truly a sight to behold.

Once the music started, Asagi understood even more. The man was captivating and a quick glance around the room told him exactly what he wanted to know. Leaning back in his chair, Asagi let a small smile fall on his lips as he watched that crowd rather than the man on the stage, enjoying the show completely. "...my my...what have I stumbled upon now..." he whispered.

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Post  Eilonwe on Mon Feb 15, 2016 8:57 pm

The slow strains of Apocalyptica's "Shadow of Venus" began to drift over the crowd, as Aoi swayed his body sensuously to the music. A little shake of his hips in time with the music allowing his bells to jingle, the movement drawing pleasure from within his body. Pleasure which he shared with the audience as he gently began the feedback look of pleasure that was part and parcel of his being. Soon enough his long robe was dropped, revealing his long pale torso, and the 'skirt' that graced his hips.

Aoi suckled on his fingers suggestively, throwing his head back in pleasure as he brought his wet fingers down to tweak and pull at his own nipple. Letting a small moan of pleasure fall from his ruby red lips as he made eye contact with several people in the audience. Letting them believe that he wanted them, that he imagined they were up on stage with him right now, toying with his nipples, giving him fingers or other things to suckle on.

As the music continued, Aoi began pulling off scarves, tossing them like prizes into the audience as he revealed his long pale legs, his creamy thighs and dainty ankles. Aoi expressed his flexibility in a sensual graceful way that left no doubt he could perform every single position in the Kama Sutra without batting an eyelash.

Aoi's gaze kept going back to the beauty in the Victorian, and as the dance went on, more and more of his focus was spent on her. Whatever her gender, Aoi wanted her. By the time he'd removed the last scarf there was no doubt that Aoi was having a grand time dancing for the audience. He was proudly erect, his cock flush and thick in it's cage of glittering chain, a veritable jacobs ladder of bejeweled rungs sparkling from the underside of his erect shaft. Aoi gave himself a stroke, enjoying the texture of the chain and barbells on his overheated shaft.

Lowering himself to the floor he rolled his hips in simulation of pushing himself nice and deep inside a warm and willing body. "mmm..." He moaned, loving the image that came to mind. With a playful wink to the audience, he turned around and let get them a good look his ass. Arching his back just right, so that they could see the thick toy currently occupying his ass. Aoi looked coyly over his shoulder, inviting everyone to imagine plundering his depths.

With a seductive smile he rolled over and stretched up on his knees. Spreading his legs he began to undulate up and down, as if riding a nice thick cock. His eyes were hooded with pleasure and he thrust three fingers into his mouth to the same pace as his rocking hips. Building up the speed and the sounds of his pleasured moans until... with a shudder and a small mewl he let loose his gift, ensuring everyone within 50 yards orgasmed with him.

With a sated smile on his face he pulled the fingers from his mouth, though his hips continued to rock. He'd never been able to just stop enjoying the pleasure of sex even after cumming. The friction just felt too damn good. "Was it good for you, baby?" He asked huskily as the lights went dim and left him darkness. Giving him a minute to come down from his high. For the next 4 hours he would be sated, thoroughly sated, nor would he be able to attain an erection. That being said, sated didn't mean that Aoi wouldn't enjoy having sex sometime in the next 4 hours, he just didn't need to. Both his beasts had feasted, anything else would just be an indulgent snack.

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