The club opened up before them and they made their way to the bar at the far side. In the centre of the room was a dancefloor that had a fair amount of people on it, smoke from the fog machine and the red lighting danced its way across the mass of bodies in time to the music. It was sensual, seductive. Beautiful people of all shapes, sizes, genders and sexualities were here. A cornucopia.
The décor was like a Victorian vampire’s lair if they were a botanist. Ivy climbed up the walls and around the dark wooden beams that crossed the ceiling holding a big black chandelier that flickered as if they were real candles.
Suggestive artwork, quotes and mirrors were placed around the room all in elaborate frames. Azrael’s favourite was the one that said: “Fifty Shades is not real BDSM, but don’t worry we will teach you”. Many had the theme of the Lucifer’s fall from heaven. On a raised dais were curved booths that held groups of people chatting away. That part of the room was enclosed with embossed glasswork so it suppressed a lot of the noise from the dancefloor. Designed to look like a Victorian greenhouse, it was well lit on that side of the room and already Azra could spot a few familiar faces.
He turned to face the bar that was glass shelves with a mirror behind it all. It was surrounded in ivy and flowers in the same style as the entrance. The staff were dressed in billowy white pirate shirts, high waisted pants, masquerade masks and a nametag. Everything else they wore was up to themselves.
To the right was a corridor that led to the ‘playrooms’ but Azrael hadn’t really ventured down that way much himself. It was more Lucian’s domain. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to, he just preferred the comfort of his own bedroom or a partners’ for activities. They ordered drinks and made their way over to the booths to slide in next to their mutual friends.
Azrael sat down and exchanged kisses of greeting with a girl in a bodycon latex dress. Lucian leaned down to speak in his ear “So have you spotted your boy yet?” they smiled.
“No not yet, I’m surprised, normally they are here before us? I at least thought he’d have been with the group” Azrael sighed. He wasn’t going to get upset, they were not even dating, just always flirting at events. Surely, he had expressed how eager he had been to move forward with ‘Roman’? He asked ‘Kitty’ beside him.
“Kitty, have you seen Roman anywhere?” taking a sip of his rum and lemonade.
“Yeah, he was headed to the playrooms with a group of girls. He’s been talking to one of them for a while now but I don’t think he was expecting her friends to tag along” she smirked.
Azra raised an eyebrow at Kitty “Okay, what are you not telling me? I know you can’t keep a secret Mrs”
Kitty took a drink of her prosecco very slowly to further antagonise Angel before speaking “I just know that Roman wanted to have you and this girl of his together instead. Maybe not necessarily in the playrooms, but definitely to see if you guys would be up for something more”
Azra beamed from ear to ear “Oh Kitty, I could kiss you! Thank you for the heads up”
“Please do… and no worries Angel, I have everything crossed for you” Azrael gave her a kiss on the cheek and motioned to Lucian
“Buttercup?” Azra held his hand out to Lucian for them to go talk somewhere away from their friends.
Lucian took Azrael’s hand and let him lead them to a far wall. They were closer to the spotlights here and they danced across their faces in various colours to the music. The club was getting busier now and the peals of laughter and conversations from other groups could be heard around the room.
“So, I heard from Kitty that Ronan wants to see if this other girl he’s also been seeing and I are up for something a bit more exclusive. Though it will depend on if I like her or not, that doesn’t mean he can’t not see her too, but yeah, I’m excited” Azra beamed. Lucian jumped up and down “THAT’S AMAZING! AH FINALLY!!” They laughed “We have all been waiting for you two to do something, geez it’s been so long. Though I do wonder who this girl is?” Luce pondered.
“I’ve been wondering too, but I don’t think she comes here as much? I guess when they come back from the playrooms we will find out” He shrugged.
“That’s true, I would say go join them but I know that ain’t your jam” Lucian ribbed him “and possibly misconstrued as rude to gate-crash a scene even if the parties involved would be happy with you joining” they mused.
“Ever the one dish out the rules Buttercup, don’t worry I’m not one of your misbehaving brats” Azrael smirked.
“Well, in that case, let’s go party before Roman and your potentially new hook-up come back”
They both slid back into the booth and chatted away. Enjoying the round of shots that Poison bought. A few of their favourite songs came on and they joined the dancefloor. Azrael found it easier to dance without his wings on but the number of people that commented on him not wearing them was getting a bit tedious.
He then felt hands wrap around his waist and sway with him in time to the music. They whispered in his ear “Hello Angel”. Roman. He leaned his head on Angel’s shoulder and kissed his neck, making him blush and giggle. “I think we need to talk? Don’t you?”
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