[C] Saturday Night

Ian leant against the doorframe that separated the club from the back rooms, his arms crossed over his clothed chest.

Unlike those around him, he wore full clothing tonight. A full suit, complete with his shades perched on the top of his head.

He had plans for his time up on the stage that involved said suit. He was just waiting for one particular person to show up so he could go through with it all.

"Can't miss her, Liq. Cutest little thing around. Just have to wait for her," the Shifter murmured, eyes flickering over everyone that filtered through the doors.

"Doing a lot to try and impress this one, aren't you?"

Lilly had debated about taking Annie with her for days but had decided against it, best not have people she knew too well around if something she couldn't live down happened.

Plus, Annie would make her life a living hell if something amusing or embarrassing happened.

Taking Ian's warning she wasn't wearing a skirt, much to her dismay she had forced herself into a pair of skinny jeans, paired with her usual ankle boots and a tight shirt with held tightly to her chest yet flared out slightly under her bust.

She walked through the club doors hesitantly, but with no lack of confidence as she peered around the busy room.

Ian perked up, lifting his hand to drop his shades over his eyes. "There she is. Take her to the table I have reserved up front of the stage."

Liq snorted as Ian gave his chest a goodnatured slap as he passed him.

"You owe me for this," Liq called after the Shifter as he headed towards the woman Ian had pointed out.

"Hey," Liq called as he approached her. "Uh... Rose, Lily, Jasmine... Some plant name," he murmured under his breath. "Ian's got you a table. This way."

"Lily..."

She replied as she looked up at the large man a little suspiciously, how were people always getting her name wrong, seriously, it wasn't that difficult.

"Oh."

She added at the mentions of Ian's name as she followed him, looking around for the man. She grew more suspicious with every passing moment, Ian was up to something, she knew it.

Liq pulled out the chair for her and picked up the reserved sign on the table with a flourish.

"Silt'll be over in a minute so you can order a drink. I'm sure you'll have fun tonight."

Liq appraised her for a moment before shaking his head as he turned away. "No skirt? Ian is so damned boring."

"Ian told me not to wear one..."

She replied looking down at her denim covered legs. Honestly she would probably feel more comfortable in one.

Still, hopefully she wouldn't regret choosing to go with the jeans instead.

She waited patiently as the rather devilish looking waiter came up and took her drink order, coming back swiftly with it, tail wagging the entire time, a wide grin spread across his face. She was fascinated by him, yet wary, everyone here so far seemed to know something she didn't.

The club music dimmed and a new beat picked up louder.

The lights on the stage flared up, drawing all attention to the single chair sat slap bang in the centre of the stage.

Nothing else happened as the music continued on, building up slowly.

Lilly looked up on stage curiously as she took a sip of her drink.

After a few moments she felt a hand on her shoulder, it was the waiter again.

"If you would kindly follow me ma'am, Ian is waiting for you."

Lily's brows furrowed as she looked at him but nodded softly as he helped her up it wasn't until he started leading her up on stage that her eyes went wide but she was too stunned to protest as he placed her down onto the seat with a purr, his tail stroking over her stomach as he walked pass her and down off the stage.

Even as she was seated on stage and Silt disappeared off to carry on working, nothing happened.

The music continued building up but there was no Ian.

Lily sat there trying not to look up at the crowd of people out in front of her.

If she had been wearing her skirt she would have been fiddling with the hem of it slightly.

Instead she just chewed on her, gritting her teeth a little as she debated jumping down off stage and escaping.

Ian grinned from his place at the edge of the stage, behind the heavy curtains that hid the exit to the staff area.

She looked uncomfortable. Time to swoop in.

His footsteps sounded slowly as he stepped out onto stage, strolling up behind Lily.

A few whistles sounded as the girls spotted him.

Lily's head snapped up as whistles sounded in the crowd.

That had been a mistake and despite the lights making it hard to look out at the people she saw how many of them were here and her face flushed.

The sound of footsteps caught her ears as she looked over her shoulder.

When Ian was close enough, he raised a hand to stroke the woman's cheek gently.

"Evening."

He stepped around her, his hips swaying to the beat of the music still playing loudly as he faced the men and women sat watching him.

His hips rocked slowly with the beat of the music as he stopped with his back towards Lily. His ass was tightly encased in the black slacks he wore.

The man adjusted his tie a little before his hands descended to the buttons holding his jacket closed.

Lily pouted a little as he stroked her cheek, all he was giving her was one word?

"I don't remember signing up for this."

She murmured so only he would hear her as she watched him closely her gaze trailing his body.

Her gaze traveled down to his backside and lingered there for longer than she cared to admit, a small lump forming in her throat.

He shrugged his jacket off, tossing it aside as his hands raised to muss up his neat hair.

His hips continued to sway as he looked out at the people watching him.

Ian span around so he was facing Lily. He undid his tie, sliding it off his neck slowly. He draped the tie around Lily's shoulders.

"Enjoy the show from the best seat in the house," he crooned in her ear as the tie slid through his fingers.

His hands turned to the buttons of his shirt, hips rocking from side to side as he slowly undid them.

Lily flustered as he draped his tie over her shoulders.

This whole situation was intimidating, this was the sort of thing you expected to happen at your Hen's night, not the first night hanging out with a man.

She had been hoping to steal a sneaky booth and perv on him all night and instead she was smack in the middle of the stage.

She shivered softly as he crooned in her ear, watching him as best she could as she tried not to look at the crowd.

With all the buttons undone, he shrugged the shirt off, catching it in the crook of his elbows; showing off his tattooed back and chest.

Ian reached for Lily's hands, placing her palms flat on his chest.

"Just me and you," he assured, leaning forwards a little so they were almost nose-to-nose.

His hands skimmed up her arms slowly, sliding over her shoulders as skimming down her sides to rest at the dip of her slim waist.

Lily had amazing self control for a Vampire of her age, but that was when she was at work in a situation she faced everyday.

Three things set off a Vampire, anger, hunger and lust.

Right now with a man so close to her, half naked and moving the way he was she couldn't help but lust after him and her teeth ached as she forced her fangs to stay hidden.

She gave a small whine as he touched her, looking up at him and trying to focus on only him as her hands stroked over his chest slowly.

"You didn't go with a skirt." He sounded pleased.

Ian dropped to his knees, looking up at the woman with a crooked grin as he licked his lips.

He shucked his shirt, letting it pool around him on the floor.

His hands settled on her knees, sliding up her thighs slowly.

"You warned me not to, twice."

Generally when things were made clear twice it was obvious that it should be listened to.

Her tense muscles eased under the touch of his hands as they smoothed up her thighs.

She chewed her lip slowly as she looked down at him, watching the muscles of his chest twitch and move.

"I still expected you to wear one anyway."

Ian leaned down to press a kiss to one knee over the rough denim of her jeans.

"You seem like a girl that does her own thing."

His nails scraped gently down her outer thighs as his lips slowly caressed up her inner thigh.

"I debated about it for a while. I was going to wear one out of defiance for being told what to do. Then again, you didn't seem like the kind of guy to hand out demands for no reason."

She replied and now she was glad she was wearing jeans, the last thing she needed was his hands up her skirt in the middle of a full room of strangers.

Lily gave a soft gasp as his nails ran down her legs and his lips moved up her thigh.

That was the reason that he had asked her to not wear a skirt. He knew this would be embarrassing enough for her without his hands up her skirt, even if everyone who had in on this thought he was boring for not letting her wear a skirt.

His kisses raised up her thigh, not faltering, even as he reached the apex of her thighs. He pressed a kiss there before pressing one against her stomach.

Ian pulled himself up, hands on the back of Lily's chair as he hunched over her.

One hand moved to grasp Lily's again, drawing it to the zipper of his slacks.

Lily gave a soft purr as his lips pressed up her thigh and then to her stomach.

She took a deep breath as she willing her fangs to stay down.

She was nervous and that only heightened her awareness of the fact that he was turning her on with all of this.

Her mouth gaped a little as he lifted her hand to the zip of his slack, slowly she pulled it down.

Nothing like a large crowd watching the moment you get to find out what the guy you like is packing.

As the zipper was pulled down slowly, Ian kicked ff his shoes. They had been tied loosely specifically to kick them off at this point.

His hips began to rock slowly as she lowered the zipper.

Underneath his slacks, Ian wore a little surprise. Something a little different than usual.

He still wore a thong, but the thong was sheer black. If he turned around, the people off-stage were far enough away that they wouldn't notice that the material was slightly see-through.

Lily, however, would be able to see exactly what Ian had to offer.