Punk is not dead

[variaboss]

Who: Xanxus, Sabo and YOU
What: Sabo insulted punk, so now they're haivng a little music battle
When: 3 Feb
Where: Club VorTeQ
Warnings: Xanxus warnings apply, more as added.


It's time. The infamous little punk club is filled to the brim with curious fans. Ever since that little twit-fit, the club has been really playing up the upcoming battle between Sabo and Xanxus. There are posters and special drinks, themed for each musician.

The stage is set up for the two, with everything they need. The bar is active and the club is hopping. While this isn't a legitimate contest like the Song Contest, there's something more on the line here. The pride of punk music.

[ooc: open prompts below or make up your own]

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[variaboss]

He strokes over her arm again, this time downwards. His smile is flirting, sinful. His voice is almost a song, a low thrumming purr like the sounds he had made during one of the songs they recorded together. "This is a punk club, and that means I can do whatever the fuck I want. Punk is thumbing your nose at what's proper and expected. So, if I wanted, I could take you and we could do the rumba. All we need is the proper beat. So, care to join me in the pits with the rest of the demons, my angel?"

[scalpedsociety]

He is just not making any of this fair. Tamara's voice is teasing, almost coy but still... deep. "The rumba at a punk club... sounds rebellious enough. And I told you before, I'm with you. I'm no angel, baby."

[variaboss]

Of course he's not fair. He doesn't play fair at all if it gets him what he wants. He'll do whatever it takes to win, be it stealing a special battle robot or laying it on thick to Tamara.

"Compared to me, you're an angel. A beautiful pure angel I want to defile again and again. So, please join me, beautiful." He turns to head towards the pit area and will happily throw some elbows to make enough room for them. After all, for a lady like Tamara, they'll need room to move properly.

[scalpedsociety]

What a gentleman. Throwing elbows to dance with her. (Not that she wouldn't mind using her own to clear the way, but it's the thought that counts.)

"How do demons wish to dance?" She'll get next to him, a tiny little thing, but will allow him to put a hand along her waist.

[variaboss]

He puts his hand right there. Rests it with calm confidence upon her middle. He pulls her closer, until not even light could pass between them. He looks down at her, small and perfect. A petite little package and he looks forward to enjoying it.

"Demons wish to burn up the floor with you. It has a good beat and the samba is perfect for us." With that, he starts to do the steps. The strong teasing steps of a man in control of the small dance area he's created.

[scalpedsociety]

Despite the music being punk as all out get, Xanxus is right. This is perfect for a close dance that uses lots of hips.

She doesn't want to disappoint him, so she follows his steps, letting the music take her body and isn't shy about being close to him, dress flipping up on occasion, skin pressed up against each other, moving her hips against his.

[variaboss]

It's not the sort of stately dance they might have practiced before. This was more about passion and teasing. It's the strong confident movement of legs. The flaring of her skirt as she moves. His hips against hers, keeping them close as he leads.

She's perfect. Even if the music isn't right, it doesn't matter. He just wants to make her swoon once more. "I might just dip you, my angel."

[scalpedsociety]

"That a promise darling?" Tamara teases.

"We're dancing almost lewdly in a punk club and you still call me an angel. I'm amazed at your belief in me."

[variaboss]

"It is, Bella Donna." He does dip her. It's low and sensual, hips pressing and grinding against hers as he does before pulling her back upright. "And of course I believe in you. Compared to me, you have a halo. It shines so brightly and blinds everyone."

[scalpedsociety]

He's so well-practiced, and she's soft and very... pliable under his hands after that dip. "You're so sweet for a Demon." Her hand goes over the line of his jaw.

[variaboss]

He leans to husk deeply against her ear. He can't help but lick the shell of it as they dance together. "Demons can be very charming. That's how we lure you to sin. We tell you what you want. Show you what you desire. Promise you everything you could ever want..and all you have to do is fall." His hand slides down her slides sensually. "Have you fallen for me yes, Tamara?"

[scalpedsociety]

Jesus Christ, is he laying it on thick for her. She doesn't seem to mind this though, giggling at the lick. "You know that sounds like an excellent subject for a song... an incubus explaining himself." She whispers.

Although she doesn't give an answer to his question.

[variaboss]

Oh, she hasn't seen him at charming yet. Right now, he's just being teasing. "Will you write it then, or should I? A song about trying to seduce an angel into my bed." He notes that she didn't answer and he won't push. Not now. Not yet. He still wants to dance with her more. But he is also going to start running his hands over her. Those strong calloused fingers playing over her body as they move.

[scalpedsociety]

"Perhaps we can write it together, soon as we get back in the studio. You told you could play the piano as well, right?" She can't help a shiver when that happens, his hands almost pulling electricity from her.

[variaboss]

"I can. I can play the piano." He grins, lips pulling up in a sly seductive manner. As he does, his fingers arch properly on her body and he lightly presses down with his fingertips. Moonlight Sonata played against her back, fingers moving and spanning over her though at least a few bars of it before he stops and chuckles again.

[scalpedsociety]

Oh. Her lips part in a part sigh, part moan, nearly loose in his arms.

"You can play." And it's a very arousing novelty, having a melody of a piano classic played along your back.

[variaboss]

He keeps the melody up for a little. The touch goes from Mozart to Gershwin. Rhapsody in Blue. Because he remembers their songs, more jazzy and flirty than anything else. It's all part of the same seduction that was in their EP.

"I could play more. Perhaps drape you over the piano and get you to sing for me. Sing me a song that only an incubus would love?"

[scalpedsociety]

"A call of an Incubus..." If her voice has the edge of a moan, Xanxus wouldn't mind right?

Honestly, it wouldn't take much to let him carry her out the club and take her the nearest hotel. But no, she still feels that there's more to be offered. Feels she can steep in his desire for longer.

[variaboss]

Of course he doesn't mind. He enjoys the sound of her voice. It's quite fetching. "That's right. We sing together so well. I'm certain we can do even more than just sing. The things we could do well together."

Sadly the song they were dancing to is coming to an end. He finishes by attempting to dip her low, bending as well, as if he's about to give her a kiss. But he hovers, too close and yet too far. Two can play at this.

[scalpedsociety]

That they can, and she watches him with lowered eyes, her breath on his face.

Eventually she's going to have to decide to let him have what he (and what she) wants to just stop teasing him.