Turn it Up (open)

[Asher LeBeau]

It was loud, crowded, hot and very much alive. The petite Hawaiian smirked to herself as she slunk through the bodies, melting in perfectly. No one here needed to know that she was underage, the fake ID she had was perfect. It said she was twenty-one and who were they to question it when she showed up with a crowd that was definitely over twenty-one?

Tossing her loose hair over her shoulder, she blinked her eyes a few times, making her way through the people into the center of the dance floor, body moving along with the heavy beat. In the center it very much was sex, the place where she belonged. Asher's body found the rhythm easily and once in the heart, there was no shortage of partners for her. Males, females, even those that were questionable seemed to flock to the tiny girl, dancing with her and around her as everything took a turn to just a bit more sexual.

The short shirt she wore, practically sheer and not even covering her stomach was matched with a just as short skirt. Long enough to cover what needed to be covered but short enough to still make her legs look miles long. She moved with perfection to the beat, enjoying the touch and feel of everyone around her until the beat slowed down, the DJ letting people take a rest.

It was then that she left the center, heading back to the bar to order a couple of shots, followed by a beer that she took the time to savor and enjoy, letting her eyes roam the crowd, trying to find someone that she could have a good time with.

[Adam Silver]

As most weekends, Adam was once again with the party bug, and while no one he knew was specifically energized to have a bit of those little games around there houses or even converse to do such things he was an addicted to the party lifestyle. He'd glimmer through a smile despite the ideal of hosting it at his own house would come with swift consequences from a disapproving father. Yeah he had to make it on his own he understood that much, however life was for living and he made the best of it to each and every day.

Following a few other gang-bangers from the backseat of a black Sedan they'd make the entrance to the club, while Adam didn't have and ID or in fact wasn't legal for that matter he had something better. A crew. Yep they were pretty reliant on these sorts of things. Standing at the front as the crew began its strut, each of the boys having wardrobe malfunctions as their pants sagged and each was deemed to be carrying a load perhaps one of theirs was some heat but otherwise it was all show.

"ID's." The bouncer would notice as he sized up each of the large yet slightly smaller boys. Complacently they'd hand over ID's and strut their way in with heads down until it came to Adam. An innocent look on his face as his Crew was absent. Shit.

"Okay bro lets deal with this like men."

Adam would puff out his chest as if to fight and make a bravado before gesturing for the man to bend down slipping a thousand dollars from his dad's account into the man's pocket. "Just act like I hit'chew okay?"

Adam would wink as the man jerked back a second a bit stunned and would make way for Adam to strut in with a heightened swagger definitely showing of his cocky side and ditching his crew to eye up the pretty gals dancing near the mosh's edge.

[Asher LeBeau]

There were slight whispers as a group of new boys entered the club, causing those closest to the doors to turn and look, checking out the game that had just entered. Boys who were hot shit and thought they had the run of this place. The majority of the patrons turned back to their drinks as quickly as they had turned away, content to be in their own little worlds.

Asher sighed, ignoring the drunken advances of a frat boy to her left, instead nodding to the bartender for another drink, receiving it and leaving a nice tip for him before she downed the shot, setting the glass down and making her way back into the crowd. She'd seen enough of them to see that some of them were attractive and the beat had picked up.

She felt like dancing again and that's what she would do. The bass thudded through the building as she closed her eyes for a moment, letting her body move with the rhythm. She didn't want a partner at the moment, instead just dancing solo towards the edges, not at all wanting to bother with a drunkard.

Violet eyes opened up to look around her at the people enjoying themselves, all at varying heights of inebriation before she sighed, letting violet eyes dart around and look for another partner, perhaps a hook up? She didn't know for sure, but tonight just seemed like it would be a good night.

[Adam Silver]

Course Adam was always one for the crew, this one was no different and it was true that he was an attention whore and he always endeavored to keep his reputation high. That of course meant that he had to do something that'd stick out to his crew, and that was pick the prettiest girl of the club, take her home, and get naughty. Did he have any shame in the matter, of course not he had a phallus.

With a cocky smirk he strut into the large sweaty room sizing up the potentials watching his crew bob offbeat to the music despite fulfilling the stereotype that they had rhythm which Adam would only mentally note rather than voicing it, perhaps being a racist wasn't in his best interests here. He was smart enough to know when to hold his tongue.

"Hey! You looking sexy like a chocolate strawberry!"

...Perhaps not.

Crossing the small space between the two Adam's pelvis would almost glue to the nearest girl, the one with violet hues though from his point of view he'd only caught her rear.

"How 'bout me and you do a bit of bumpin' and grindin'."

No shame at all....

[Asher LeBeau]

The voice followed by the sudden appearance of the male made the tiny girl tilt her head back to look at one of the newest males to the club. His first sentence made her smirk, followed by a shake of her head before a pink tongue darted out to wet her lips, the hint of the tongue ring showing.

"A sexy strawberry? Are you implying that you want to eat me?" she asked, sending him a playful wink. Asher quickly fell into a rhythm with the boy, not at all caring about names right now, there was never any need to remember them all after a night out. Besides, she already had more digits and offers to go home than she particularly cared for.

"I'm certain that we can do a bit of 'bumpin' and grindin'' as you call it right here, sweetheart," Asher continued, her lyrical accent following her words and weaving them around her like an aura that would draw others in. She experimentally rolled her hips against his, giving him a hint of what she could do were they not at a club, but given his opening line, Asher wasn't exactly sure that this boy was what she wanted. He'd have to prove that he was in order to get her.

[Adam Silver]

Adam didn't observe firsthand but had he taken advantage of the tongue ring he probably would have sprung a leak early in the boat race if you know what I mean. There were a few things handed down in Man culture that he still recalled from his boyhood fantasy's. And of them of course were the women kissers/blow jobs. Of course the tell-tale signs of such were three things, Experience (MILF), Smokers, and women with tongue rings.

"A sexy strawberry? Are you implying that you want to eat me?"

"Sexually? Then.....mmmm yes...?" His tone bearing just on the edge of an uncertain question.

A hungry grin sweeping his face as his body would react to hers, however only one place going stiff the rest arching and swaying with a loose demeanor, and while his shoulders bore the signs of his nerves acting up with the close proximity. Of course things like this never worked unless he used the cheaters way of slipping roofies in her drink.

Adam would arch his neck back in a crane like fashion, his hands still angled around her waist to sway and mend to the dance. His green eyes would peel over the table looking for an unattended drink finding none.

"I'm certain that we can do a bit of 'bumpin' and grindin'' as you call it right here, sweetheart,"

Adam would smile again as he'd feel the weaving of her flank graze along his tip shivering slightly before taking the man approach and tightening his grip around her thrusting his pelvis into her back as sort of his claim threat to back others away. His left hand would trail along the underside of her jawline softly till it cascaded down her neck towards the innermost lapel pulling it aside briefly to reveal a bit of skin but not enough to appear scandalous at least not so for this club.


"Its best I not be a fool.....gotta go wrap mah tool"

=D?!

Adam would immediately stop dancing to a point it was awkward to see before bolting off the dance-floor and into the mens restroom. From within he'd survey the side machine where condoms were sold for quarters.

*Click*

"YEAY!"

Bolting out again Adam would look like a wide-eyed child ready to get candy for doing a good thing. He needed to club her more often.

ooc: any concerns or such feel free to message me.

[Asher LeBeau]

The kid's antics made Asher smile a bit, reminding her of someone who had just been introduced to a world that she already knew. She wasn't quite sure if she was going to treat him like he was a virgin or if he had only had sex a few times. Arching an eyebrow when he scurried off, she shook her head, clicking the tongue ring between her teeth for a moment as she thought, before patiently going and deciding to just have a bit of fun with this kid.

Of course for her that meant she'd follow him just to see where he was going and if it was as she suspected, she'd think for a moment about pushing him right back in and teasing him just a bit before giving him a sly smirk and wink and disappearing back into the club. The chase was, after all, the most fun part about this whole scene. Sure you knew who you were going home with at the end of the night, but why give in so early?

Violet eyes scanned the crowd, biting on her lower lip and giving a knowing smile to a few passing boys while the kid was gone. It all depended if the kid had any sort of talent she could shape with those few moments that she wanted him for and made him feel loved for. Asher had some skill with that, making people feel like they were the best gift to mankind, even if just for a few fleeting moments.

Of course, there was also the reason that she never bothered with relationships anymore and it mostly had to do with two things. One, she didn't believe in monogamy and two, she had a tendency to date abusive people. Running a hand through her hair, she shook her head, dismissing all of her thoughts for the moment before waiting for the kid to come back, taking a calm seat at the bar and ordering up a few shots for her to take. Tequila was always a good friend.

"So, let's see just how good this boy is," she said, talking to herself. "Here's to hoping he delivers with just as much energy."

[Adam Silver]

Peppy and upbeat were two things most high school boys didn't show too much, that was of course unless they had no shame or were covering up an even larger facet of themselves they felt ashamed of and of course Adam had his own skeletons but he'd die before letting them bring him to be like all the moody emotional bitches at his school. Stopping by the Restroom's outdoor mirror he stroked his ego hair back into a slick design giving the fonz expression towards the mirror thinking he was hot shit before laughing idly at a picture of some emo guitarist going to play on stage a later night not acknowledging that the boy also went to his school.

He'd march his way across the bouncing room feeling the throbbing bass pound at his skull and his pants sag breifly before he'd grab for his crotch to get a rise out of his pants. That was the shortcomings of loosing his little buddy's attention span, it meant he'd have to go back to wearing a belt of looking like a tool with his hand in his pants.

"Here's to hoping he delivers with just as much energy."

"Me too girl."

Adam would drop in next to her again with a bit of a rough shove not playing to the image of a gentleman and grabbing a shot of whiskey that belonged to a long faced bearded man beside him before downing it with a grin and a wily howl.

"So your place or mine?"

In his mind he hoped for hers, because he was in a bit of a pickle if it was his place, no doubt a cheap motel would do. Adam was a far cry from classy.

[Asher LeBeau]

Asher turned slowly at the bar, so she was facing him, holding her drink in her hand as she trailed her gaze over his body, watching him. A small smile appeared on her lips as she watched them. She placed one arm on the bar, tilting her body towards him as she tossed her hair off her shoulder, laughing slightly at his comments and actions.

She would take a small step forward, bringing them into contact before she would trail a finger up his chest, walking her fingers over his shoulders, smiling slightly as she rose on her toes, bringing her face almost in contact with his, she would tilt her head to the side like she was going to kiss him before speaking again.

"What makes you think that you've already won the right to 'claim me' for tonight? Are you sure that you're what I'm looking for tonight?" she asked, as she would brush her lips over his with those words.

Pulling back slightly, she would wrap her hand around the back of his neck, tugging him in close to her before she would leave a sultry kiss on his lips, as she would snake her tongue against his lips briefly, a tease. As she would pull away, she'd give him a sexy smirk. "And how do I know you can keep up?"

[Adam Silver]

OOC: Apologies on the delay, you can beat me up if you want Molly <3333

Breath of hers was almost intoxicating, or at the very least something that incited the need of feral hunger, he could likely taste the alcohol on her lips if he'd ever gotten the chance to taste them. Leaning forward Adam would imply the need to touch if only her evasiveness clung to the ideals of keeping him in a constant state of need.

"What makes you think that you've already won the right to 'claim me' for tonight? Are you sure that you're what I'm looking for tonight?"

Of course she played him, strung him along like a pet but twas the nature of a tease, making the pleasure of keeping such a distance would fill him in a constant state of arousal until the effects of longevity made the waiting unbearable. Lips touching, caressing even so at a brief acknowledgement of one another and Adam would thrust his tongue down her throat forcible, he was a rough type of person and his experience led him to do little more than take.

Pulling away quickly would only do so much as to draw him closer, searching once again to crush her against him, it was always a matter of force with Adam that came to sexual need as well.

"And how do I know you can keep up?"

Adam would grin accepting her challenge forcefully with his own as he'd creep a step forward his chest against hers and his hands moved to her back in order to force her closer no retreat only pressure. "I guess you'll just have to find out."

It was his response to most everything even the dumbest situations. 'How will we survive this explosion?'
I guess we'll have to find out.

A hand would caress her chin if just for a second as he'd regain his composure slowly fighting off the urge to give her bruises to hurt her, his sadist ways were overpowering as he'd plant soft kisses turning into a lick along her neckline till he'd bite softly at the edge.

"I don't think anyone could last too long." A compliment, it must have been a rare night because Adam never gave out compliments unless they included himself, "With me."

There it was......dumbass.

[Asher LeBeau]

There it was, a slight hint of danger that kept people living on the edge. She'd been victim so many times that she knew it when she saw it, yet she was always drawn to it, like a moth to flame. It was unexplainable, she always ended up with the boys that would hurt her without a second thought, but she loved the thrill and the strength that was there. She wasn't delicate, at least that's what she kept telling herself, but she was essentially a little rag doll.

Violet eyes watched him as her body reacted favorably to his moves, her neck was her one weak point. Her eyes fluttered a bit as his mouth moved over the skin there, a soft gasp escaping through painted red lips. She opened her eyes, a slight heat filling them as a wicked grin spread over her lips, she would raise a finger and press against his lips, smiling.

"And you believe you have what it takes to wear me out, ipo? Or should I treat you as if you are the king of all here?" she purred, her mouth brushing against her finger as she looked up into his eyes. It was a moment that could be intimate or not, depending on his actions, and her reactions.

She wasn't afraid of him, she had no reason to be afraid of him, at least not yet. Tonight, all she wanted was simple physical gratification, but as to whether or not he was all talk was still yet to be determined.