The Three Dark Angels

Azreal laughed at that. "You're quick on your feet."

The girl laughed as well. "I like you, you seem to be an alright guy. How about I do something nice for you?"

Azreal raised an eyebrow. "Like what?"

The girl grinned, and Azreal, despite how much he may have wanted to jump, he kept his cool as he felt her soft hand settle on his thigh, slowly rubbing it.

"While it's true that I'm picky, I don't waste any time once I've made my choice. Too bad it isn't a little bit later, otherwise I would go home with you. But, I can't end the night so early when I just got here. So, we can settle with this for now. And maybe, if things don't work out for either of us, you can come try to find me later on tonight. Until then..." The girl finished with a seductive grin as she slowly slid out of her chair while both of her hands went directly to Azreal's crotch, fishing out the prize she desired.

Azreal mentally sighed inwardly. Whores...what's a man gonna do? At least that question was easy. Enjoy.

Events like this were also normal at Outlander raves, and perhaps the main reason why Azreal came out here. With the drugs flowing freely, reservations were out the window, and along with that, all of the bullshit.

Azreal had learned his lesson. Almost all women were like Danica in one way or another, whores. Cheating whores. Cheating whores who don't deserve what Danica had gotten from Azreal all that time. And never again will it happen. Sure, he might get his dick wet constantly, such as right now as it was being bathed in the warm wet mouth that was working on him, but, he also knew that there was no love or aspiration involved here. No obligations, no girlfriend, no drama, and no betrayal. Sex without drama, that was the way to go.

On the bright side, the girl kneeling between Azreal's legs was very talented indeed, and sucked on him with a sense of skill that Azreal had not experienced in a while. (The downside of the drugs. True, they promote the desire, but they also hinder skill. Greatly. It was difficult, after all, to perform with someone who is so drugged out that they can't even move their limbs, much less their tongue and mouth in the same fashion that the redhead under the table was.)

Even better, the girl faithfully picked up her efforts even more as Azreal reached his peak, and had taken everything he had given her without spilling a drop. She even took the time and effort to ensure a good finish, gently sucking away as Azreal came down until there was nothing left. Only then did her mouth release Azreal, and rearrange everything the way that it was before reemerging from the table with a satisfied grin on her face.

"There we go. It's always nice to have a snack to go with the ecstasy. On top of that, you have good reserves and you taste good. Maybe instead of you coming to find me, I just might come and find you later tonight and feast on you with my other lips. Until then, good luck to us both." The girl said, offering her hand, a gesture Azreal had found strange. Nonetheless, he took her hand and shook it, along with mentally giving her a little respect. Maybe she wasn't so much of a whore as much as he had pinned her to be. Maybe she too, like Azreal, was just looking for some fun. All the more power to her if she just simply enjoyed giving blowjobs.

Azreal smiled lightly. "Good luck, and you're welcome to feast on me with either of your lips at any time." He responded as she walked off, with Azreal's eyes following her a little before he shook his head and turned away.

No, no, no, don't go down the route. She was enjoyable, but clearly not anything to be around on a more permanent basis. Besides, Azreal didn't come her for romance. He had come here for a fun night and sex, period.

Disregarding the redhead whose name he didn't even know, Azreal turned his attention to the crowds who were dancing away to the strong beats, which had increased somewhat significantly compared to when he had last looked to the floor.

Azreal decided that with a fresh blowjob now under his belt, and with the ecstasy settling in, Azreal decided to hit the floor, making a mental note to avoid the redhead. She was just too...likable, and Azreal had no desire to take any risks in that regard. Best avoid anyone that he could potentially get attached to. He just needed to find a simple and single whore for the night.

Unlike the redhead just now, who had vanished in the crowd on the dance floor, most of the girls won't be so willing this early on, giving Azreal ample time to get a feel of the crowd and the other women that were present. Azreal stood, and slowly integrated himself to both the strong beats of the music as well as the dance floor, where Azreal remained for a long period of time during which he swapped with multiple dance partners, having a brief conversation with some while others silently danced with him before moving on, the dancing becoming more and more explicit as the night wore on.

An hour and a half so later, when Azreal decided to take a moment to observe the environment around him, the first thing he had noticed which told him how deep into the night he was in was a couple which were dancing with pure bliss on their faces, crushed together and completely lost in their own little world. Azreal then noticed that their arms were around the other's waist, and they were not dancing, but thrusting. Now Azreal had noticed that both of their pants were slightly undone and pulled down, and their thrusts were in beat with the rhythm playing in the background, which Azreal noted as interesting, but it was clearly obvious what was going on there.

One or two scattered couples were doing something similar, and thanks to the noise of both the music and the amount of people on the dance floor who didn't care about such things, these couples went virtually unnoticed. Sure, a few looked their direction and thoughts drifted, but no one interrupted the couples as they did their business. In fact, one of the couples were approached and suddenly there were three involved individuals getting busy on the floor.

Azreal smiled a little. Those were the signs that said that it was time to be a little more aggressive, and it was time to be more observant of the girls around him. Most likely, by now, some of them will be ready to serve themselves to him on a silver platter, and all Azreal would need to do is claim his prize.

Before that though, it was time to regenerate and stop by the tables, which had filled out some since Azreal had last been here. Letting out a somewhat tired breath, he scanned the tables, and spotted a girl with shades of pink dyed into her mostly light blonde hair. She was sitting near the end of one of the tables who seemed to be by herself, even though there were people sitting next to her on her right which was filled all the way down to the other end, Azreal saw that she wasn't really interacting with anyone aside from what seemed to be brief and short conversations with her neighbors.

Once he got a good look at her face, which was nice enough (though it was obvious that she was a bit hazy) Azreal decided to start here and sat down next to her.

Rather than try to talk to her at first though, Azreal played it cool and waited for a bartender to make his way over to where Azreal was, with Azreal deciding what he should get next. To Azreal's continued surprise, these guys never seem to miss a thing, and one was standing before Azreal in almost the blink of an eye.

"What can I get for you?" The man asked, who was much younger in appearance than Azreal's previous bartender from earlier, and thankfully, possessed a much calmer and peaceful aura than the previous one.

"Hmm...another ecstasy, and a pipe of that weed. The strong stuff, not the weak stuff, please."

"You know, actually, I could use some weed myself. Can I get a pipe as well?" Azreal heard from the girl next to him, and Azreal took the opening.

"How about we share a pipe? We'll chip in together and have him keef it up a little and we can share. That way, we can save a little money. Is that alright?" Azreal asked the girl next to him, who turned to him, eyed him for a few moments, then shrugged.

"Sure." She responded with an air of disinterest.

Daamn. Azreal thought to himself. This was one frigid bitch. Azreal decided to try and crack the ice anyway. In for a penny...

"Is there something wrong? Do I smell funny or got something on my face?" Azreal asked.

The girl turned to him, giving a strange look and seeing nothing more than a large grin from Azreal, which proved to be infectious as she slightly smiled before the bartender returned and the payments were made.

"You take the first hit from the pipe. I don't need much, and might not even finish my half of it." Azreal offered as he swallowed his pill.

"Thanks." The girl answered, taking her own pill before grabbing the pipe and smoking from it, and began a coughing fit as she handed it to Azreal.

"Careful, he made it strong." She warned as Azreal took the pipe and lit it.

Azreal's coughing fit that followed was much stronger and longer than the girl's, which had gone on to the point to where she started laughing at him.

"Have you never smoked before?" She asked in between laughs.

"No, I have. Just (cough) just not often. What, you a pro or something?" Azreal asked, struggling to hold back his further coughs with mild success.

"Actually, yes." The girl responded, taking the pipe back from Azreal and lighting it, and this time she did not cough.

"Good to know. I'll try not to keep up with you." Azreal responded.

The girl gave Azreal another funny look.

"What? Is it something between my teeth this time?" Azreal asked next, and the girl gave another small smile in response before shaking her head.

"No. Honestly, I didn't come out here for any sort of company tonight, and up until now, I have been successful in keeping everyone here at arm's distance. But you...you aren't like most men that come here. You seem to have more of a tendency to use the head on your shoulders rather than the one between your legs."

"Well, I'm not gonna lie, I am thinking with the head between my legs. But in your case, I think you're just in need of a friend rather than a man, and I don't mind playing that role when I have to. There's still plenty of night left, so I figure I hang out with you for a couple of minutes and keep you company for a little while before moving on."

The girl raised an eyebrow. "Mind if I ask why you are here? You don't seem to be the type of person who belongs in this kind of environment, basically taking advantage of the drugged up whores that come out here, if I may be so blunt."

Azreal gave a heavy sigh and turned away from the girl. His personal life was none of her business, especially this particular topic. And yet...

"Couple of years ago, I was going steady with this girl...I'm not going to say her name. Anyway, I was fifteen or so, and this girl and I...well, I thought what we had was real. Like, the real deal, as in I wanted to marry her and even start a family with her. I was in that deep."

The girl gave a grim and bitter smile at that. "Young love, I've had my share of that, and it's nothing but bullshit. Sorry, go on."

"Anyway, my two...brothers, basically. They told me that they didn't think she was in as deep as I was, that I should be careful. But, I didn't listen, and it finally got to the point where Aegis began spying on her on my behalf, discovered what a cold and heartless liar she was, and forced me to see it for myself."

"Your friend caught the bitch cheating and showed it to you?" The girl asked, and Azreal nodded.

"Yep. That was it for me, pretty much. You just can't trust anyone in this shitty ass world. The only thing you can do is just deal with it and make the most of it. And hey, frequent booty calls always helps. Nothing helps perk me up like some drugs and some good old fucking."

"Well, those two things will perk up just about anyone."

Azreal shrugged. "Yeah, that's true."

The girl then turned fully to Azreal and held out her hand.

"I'm Emerald." The girl offered. Azreal took her hand and shook it lightly.

"I'm Azreal." Azreal returned. "So, now that you've given me your name, that means..." Azreal trailed off, allowing the girl to finish the sentence and give him an answer.

"I'm considering." Was all Emerald said.

"Considering what?" Azreal asked, unable to completely hide the excitement in his voice, and somewhat obvious where his train of thought was going.

Emerald grinned. "Something. Something you might like. But, I haven't decided yet."

"You're mean." Azreal responded.

Emerald maintained her grin. "No offence, but despite first impressions, I've only just met you. I normally don't do anything with people I've just met."

Azreal raised an eyebrow. "Normally?" He asked.

"There are random exceptions. Unfortunately for you, the last one that I met up with basically did the same thing to me, I fell hard for him only to find out that the bastard was a cheating ass liar. So don't expect too much from me."

Azreal nodded in agreement. "I know the feeling. After my split, I was in quite a funk for a while and didn't bother with anyone, not even just to sleep with. It took me a while before I even tried to meet new people again. But, I've learned my lesson. You can trust people to sleep with you, but you can't trust them in any other way."

Emerald drifted into thought for a moment before responding. "That's...a pretty smart way to think, actually. But it's also a depressing way to think. It almost sounds as though you've given up."

Azreal shrugged. "In a way, I have. Now, I'm not going to lie, this world is crazy. And crazy things, either good or bad, can always happen. I just don't plan on the good things to happen, that's all. I don't see it as depressing, I just plan for the worst first, only then can I start hoping for the best. For instance, when I come out here, I normally don't get along with the women I've been with. I just put up with them long enough to sleep with them, and then I move on. Call me a dick if you want, but for me, it's the way to go. Most of these types aren't capable of anything else in the first place anyways. But, you and I seem to get along a little, at least. I can actually have a conversation with you without having a burning need to puke my guts out and start praying that your mouth eventually stops."

Emerald started laughing. "I feel the same way about the people here sometimes, and I don't even try to deal with them. The last thing I need is for a guy to sit here and start telling me his loser life story as though he were proud of it. 'Oh, this one time, I got so drunk and...' the first thing that jumps to my mind most of the time is, 'why are you talking about this like you're so proud of it? This doesn't make you cool, it means that you're an idiot.' And yet, time and time again stupid girls fall for it. I stopped hanging out with most of my friends over time because I couldn't stand listening to their stupidity."

Azreal cracked up a smile. "Each side of the field has it's share of weaknesses and fucktards. But let's get away from that at the moment. The weed is getting cold."

Emerald giggled a little. "I don't think I've ever heard that before. But you're right, on to more pleasant things." She said, picking up the pipe and lighting it.

Nothing was said between the two as they smoked away, aside from short bursts of coughs, and when they finished, Emerald spoke up.

"Hmm...I almost feel like I want something else, but I don't know for sure."

"Sorry, but don't ask me. I'm relatively new when it comes to the market here, so I've got no clue. All I know about is the ecstasy, liquor, and weed. I do know that I don't want to be a slobbering mess that's completely unable to function later tonight. I need to be able to enjoy a girl once I find one."

"...actually, I think you're right. Let's just get a couple of light drinks and let everything settle down. I know I can handle a little more, but for you for the time being, I'll slow down."

"...thanks, and sorry."

Emerald shrugged. "Don't be. I've been doing stuff like this for a year or so now, so I remember what it was like to be new. And yeah, you've gotta take it slow and be careful, so we'll slow down...and odd as it may sound...I actually would like to dance with you."

Azreal raised his eyebrow. "I just want to be sure on this one, you're talking about a normal dance and not a...you know..."

Emerald nodded. "Yeah, at first, just a normal dance. I'm still considering."

Azreal cracked a smile. "You're going to hold that over my head all night, aren't you? Fucking tease." Azreal joked

Emerald grinned. "No worries, I won't hold out forever, and I'll let you know what I decide as soon as I do so. And actually, I'm sorry, but I would like another ecstasy before we start. I won't ask you to take one with me, and I don't want you to be obligated to do so, but, it's been some time since I've done...well, anything with a man really, much less dance with one. You're probably more comfortable in this respect than I am."

Azreal shrugged. "It is what it is, and I'll join you anyway just out of principle."

"No, no, no, don't push yourself harder than you have to-"

"It's no worry. If you were like 'I'm gonna have five rounds of everything' then I'd leave it. But one ecstasy? I think I can handle that."

"Okay." Emerald conceded. "But if I lose you during the night, don't blame me."

Azreal shook his head. "Don't worry, that won't happen. This is my call. Anyway, let's get that round in, then we can hit the dance floor..." Azreal trailed off as he looked to the dance floor. It had gotten a little more...out of control, but was still a decent floor as a whole. Several couples that were scattered within the floor were going at it with absolutely no reservations of those around them, and now others began gawking at them openly. But, it hadn't gotten real crazy...yet.

"While the floor is still decent." Azreal finished, and Emerald nodded in agreement as her eyes glanced at the dance floor.

"Yeah, let me get that ex first, then we can move to the floor."

"Ex?" Azreal asked. "I don't think I've heard that before."

"Eh, some people call it just plain 'e', but I'm not big on that because you don't even pronounce the 'e' in that way. 'ex' works better for me in this case."

Azreal shrugged. "Everybody has their quirks."

"Excuse me!" Emerald called out to a bartender as Azreal made his comment and because of that she didn't hear him.

"Yes young lady?" A new bartender asked as he approached them.

"Two ecstasies, one for me and one for Azreal here."

"Aww, you remembered my name." Azreal said in a sweet voice, causing Emerald to turn to him with a strange look and seeing the infectious grin again which had spread to her as she smiled a little.

"You're the silly type, aren't you?" Emerald asked, and Azreal nodded.

"Yeah, I can be silly a lot. Life's too miserable to take seriously, and for me, it's just better to laugh at most of it. At least, that's how I cope." Azreal stated as the bartender returned.

Emerald and Azreal both paid for their ecstasy and took them in silence before Emerald stood and offered Azreal a hand.

"Shall we dance?" She asked.

"Hey, isn't it supposed to be the other way around and I ask you for a dance?" Azreal asked with a small smile.

"Eh, does it really matter?" Emerald asked in response.

Azreal took her hand, finding it soft and warm. "Nope. Let's dance." He said as he stood and began following Emerald.

'She has nice hands.' Azreal thought to himself as Emerald led them to the floor before she stopped somewhat abruptly and turned to face him.