[o] Night Out

Lily was out for a little fun, work was over and it was time to let her hair down.

Her girlfriends were busy so she headed out to the club on her own.

Moving through the busy room she perched herself on one of the stools and ordered a drink, purring softly to herself when a bloody Mary was put out in front of her, even from here she could smell the mixture of blood and vodka.

Going out prowling was something Abene did often.

He spent a lot of time out in the clubs, having fun, drinking and occasionally indulging in what was drifting around the club at the time. More often than not he found himself in someone's bed or the back of someone's car.

Tonight he was specifically looking for someone to have a good time with.

He was dancing at the edge of the crowd. The coloured lights reflected off the black leather of the jacket he wore; his long curly hair bounced; the cider in his glass sloshed; the enamel ikkurina charm on the chain around his neck bounced from his band-tee clad chest.

His dark eyes scanned the bar, looking for someone on their own that he took a fancy in.

There were quite a few people here alone tonight. There weren't going to be slim pickings tonight. Though immediately two people stood out to him. A dainty blond boy that had definitely done something tonight by the wide eyed dilated pupil look that he was turning to everything that caught his interest and a dark haired beauty that was eyeing up a real bloody Mary (Ike, Dick, George or other, they'd never know).

Abene took a long drink of his cider before strolling towards the bar.

He was looking for something dark to whet his appetite with tonight.

He leant against the bar next to Lily and took another swig of his cider as he turned his brown eyes to her. "Interesting drink choice."

Lily took a sip of her drink, forcing her fangs to stay down as the blood swept over her tongue.

It was a strong drink, one she rarely got to enjoy out in public, she had quite a few human friends who would no doubt steal a taste of it.

After being around blood all day though, it was nice to finally sample some.

Her gaze flicked up to a rather tall man when he spoke to her, immediately the scent of fur and earth hit her nose, he was obviously a Lycan, even if his eyes weren't a dead give away.

"You think so?"

She asked, sounding innocent though the cheeky little smile on her face was a give away that she knew full well about her drink of choice.

She took as slow sip of it with a soft purr.

"Mmm," he replied with a little incline of his head that wasn't quite a nod.

Abene raised a hand and picked up a lock of her long hair, running the silky strands through his fingers. As his fingers neared the ends of her long hair, he lifted it to press a kiss to it, dropping her a wink as he did so.

"Doesn't fit the cuteness you got going on, chica. Bet it makes for some fun in the bedroom, though, ah?" He could just imagine the urges a Vampire got when she was with someone.

His mind had cooked up a hot little scene.

He dipped the tip of his finger into the blood and alcohol mixture in her glass and raised the red-stained fingertip to her lips.

Lily watched his hand as he toyed with her hair, wondering if she should pull it away from him or simply let him touch it, she decided to let him have his fun.

"Girls gotta eat."

She replied with a little shrug, drinking blood may not suit her outside appearance but it was a necessity nonetheless.

"Didn't your mother ever warn you not to interfere with a Vampire and it's food?"

She asked as he dipped his finger in her drink, in reprimand she bit onto his finger harshly, probably a little too hard than what was warranted before taking the blood from his finger and pulling away before sipping at her drink as if nothing had happened.

Abene groaned softly when his finger was bitten. He didn't try to jerk away or hiss in pain. His tongue swiped quickly over his lower lip when she let go of his finger.

He ran his abused finger over her lower lip slowly.

The Lycan grinned with secret humour. "She may have said something like that." She had said the exact opposite. His mother hated Vampires and wanted to piss them off at every turn.

He didn't care so much about Vampire-Lycan hatred.

The only reason he was here was to pick up someone cute. He didn't care if his chosen cutie was a Vampire.

He could just picture his mother turning in her grave.

She looked up at him, letting her tongue swipe over his finger as it ran over her lower lip.

Lily wasn't sure about this one, he was cocky, that much was blindingly obvious.

She wasn't above having a little bit of naughty fun though her mind did shift to thoughts of Ian, she was interested in the man, though they hadn't exactly started dating or anything, plus he was human and it made things that much more difficult for her.

"What do you want?"

She asked bluntly, he was obviously after something, most probably a partner for the night.

"You wound me."

He laid a hand on his chest as if he was comforting a physical blow to his person.

"Should I want something? My desire lays in nothing more than some good, fun company for the night. You seemed like a good fun person," he crooned softly.

The man grinned as he began toying with a lock of her dark hair again.

A smile spread across her lips as he spoke and she had to stop herself from rolling her eyes.

"Most men in clubs like these want something, you would be the only one if you didn't."

They came with partners or on their own the end result was the same, getting sweaty then getting in the sheets.

"Though that isn't to say that the women don't want the same thing."

Abene grinned and gave a half shrug in response.

Why should he be any different, indeed. He wanted what he was certain everyone else that had looked upon Lily wanted; a nice hot roll in the sheets with her.

"What does this woman want?"

He ticked the end of her nose with the tip of her hair.

"I haven't decided."

She replied simply, she wasn't the type of girl who jumped into bed with someone.

Especially not when she was interested in someone else and though the thought of being with this man was tempting, he was exceptionally good looking, she didn't want to ruin what might be for someone she might regret.

His fingers stroked slowly over her throat.

"I'm sure you'll decide real soon," he crooned softly.

And, as if fate was laughing at Abene's attempts at anything, someone called out Lily's name from the other end of the bar. Abene turned his gaze to the voice curiously. It wasn't often someone yelled a name like that in the middle of a bar like this.

His lips immediately curled into a dark grin.

"Ian, how good it is to see you back on the scene. Are you back completely or just scoping?"

Ian, who had been wearing a happy grin at the sight of Lily, faltered a step, his expression fading into a suspicious glare as he carried on strolling towards them.

Lilly gave a soft shiver as he stroked her throat but her head whipped around at the call of her name.

A smile graced her lips as she caught sight of Ian.

"I'm sure I will."

She replied with a soft chuckle as Ian came walking over.

It seemed fate had a hand to play in this, she hadn't expected to see the man here.

"Hey."

She chirped happily, her attention turning to Ian instead of the lycan.

His suspicious look morphed into a scowl at Abene's comment.

"I'm not back, fleabag and I don't plan to be any time soon. I was done with that shit years ago. You should have been, too."

His expression lightened into a little smile as his blue eyes fell on Lily.

"How are you doing?" he asked, leaning his hip against the woman's stool and not so subtly wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "New friend?"

"Done with what shit?"

She asked as she looked up at the two of them, smiling softly as Ian leaning in and wrapped an around around her.

"I'm good, just came in for a drink after work, had a few emergencies so I was in late."

She replied, taking a sip of her drink and setting it back down on the bar.

"Hmm? Oh, I suppose so, we just started talking."

Well, she was talking while he was quite obviously trying to seduce her.

Abene opened his mouth to answer but Ian shook his head and answered first. "Nothing."

The Lycan arched a brow high. "Are you the poster boy for good conduct now? Straight job, straight life?"

"That's enough, Abene." Ian's blue gaze turned glacial for a moment before he turned his suddenly warm eyes down to Lily. "How about I take you somewhere fun to wind down instead of just sitting around here?"

The Shifter grinned, his blue eyes twinkling mischievously. "I have an idea for a great place we can go."

Lily watched the two of them curiously before looking back at Ian nodding her head softly.

"Sure, why not."

She replied, intrigued by that mischievous look in his eye. Quickly she gulped down the last of her drink and put a few mints in her mouth to wash away the smell and taste of blood, just in case it ended up with them locking lips.

To say she wasn't curious about what Abene was going to say before Ian cut him off was an lie, she wanted to know but wouldn't push the subject at all, the past was the past.

Ian's nose twitched when Lily picked up the glass. the liquid inside sloshed and the faint smell of blood exploded into a cloud of a scent that almost knocked him off his feet.

"I didn't expect you to drink stuff like that," he murmured softly as she set the empty glass down on the counter again.

Abene snorted. "Of course. Your type are always the last to figure the important shit out." The Basque man raised a hand in a casual half wave. "Whatever, I'm out. If you wanna play right, don't be afraid to look me up, babe."

The Lycan turned his dark eyes over his shoulder. "Get in touch with Doc again, Ian. When you were playing with him, you had the best shit."

Lily half covered her mouth with her hand, suddenly feeling a little self conscious as Ian spoke.

"What are you talking about?"

She muttered in reply, she thought he was human, there was no way he should know what that was.

Now it was time for Lily to narrow her eyes, she gave Abene a slight glare before looking up at Ian, her eyes soft but suspicious.

"How do you know Doc?"

Nothing good came from someone personally knowing Doc.

"Just didn't see you as a Bloody Mary fan. Didn't seem like your drink."

Maybe she'd been given the blood instead of tomato juice and just hadn't complained about it? He couldn't trust Abene's offhand nasty comment about his slow realisation of her being a Vampire. Knowing the man (and unfortunately he did) he could have just been saying that to get a rise out of him.

Ian led the woman towards the exit.

"I don't know him any more."

"Oh."

She replied, slightly relieved, she thought he was going to freak out about her drinking blood, she really did like the man and didn't want him getting uncomfortable and leaving if he found out.

Humans spooked easily.

"As far as cocktails go it's a fairly healthy one, I don't normally drink much so I prefer something a little more mild, that and I don't like soda that much."

Most mixed drinks contained soda, it was an easy enough excuse.

"Alright then."

She replied with a soft nod as she took his hand gently and followed him.

"Not a soda fan?" Now that really was a shock. He didn't think he knew anyone that didn't like soda. It was a staple for everyone. Even him the health nut loved soda as often as he could get it.

Ian was glad she had dropped the subject of Doc so readily.

But he couldn't let this subject drop without a warning. "Abene..." he started with a soft sigh. "He's... He's bad news. Be careful around him."

"I know."

She replied simply, looking up at him.

"I could tell just by looking at him that he was trouble."

A soft chuckle sounded as she shook her head at the thought of the entire conversation.

"Normally when you're trying to seduce a woman you at least ask her name."

Abene hadn't even bothered to ask.

Ian rolled his eyes.

"He's hopeless. How could someone not bother to ask your name?" The first thing he'd do if he met someone half as cute as Lily would be to ask her name.

Ian grinned when he caught sight of the big sign outside one of the bars.

KARAOKE NIGHT

"How often do you sing?"

Lilly gave a little shrug, to be fair, she hadn't asked for his either, not that it mattered too much, he seemed like a little bit of a creep.

"I don't think he had any interest in getting to know me."

She replied, looking up at Ian knowingly, he wanted a good fuck and then to never see that person again.

Lilly's eyes widened at the sight of the sign, the only time she would sing was in the shower or in the car with the radio blaring.

"Only as often as no one is around to hear it."