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Aphrodite (aphrodiseum) wrote in entrywaythreads,
@ 2021-03-15 01:48:00

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aphrodite, wei wuxian

Who: Wei Wuxian and Aphrodite
When: Tuesday Evening, 3/15
Where: The Temple of Love
What: First meetings
Ratings/Warnings: Likely high

Normally she floated about the place the way a lot of hands-on owners might. Spending equal time walking through the pink neon lights and velvets, the six raised stages, and the long marble bar inlaid with golden flowers of life of the main floor as well as the rich red velvets and golds, single stage and smaller version of the downstairs bar of the upstairs VIP section. But that night, after several nights of ‘being good’, Aphrodite decided she would give herself the night off. She told her staff to pretend that she was just a normal customer, to handle any issues that came up in a way they thought would please her.

That was potentially dangerous but so far, her management staff hadn’t let her down, she had no reason to doubt them.

Just as the best acts had started, she had come down from her penthouse, intent on staying in the VIP that night. That night was a night for drinks, the beautiful flesh of her performers and possibly new company. She still loved John. She loved John near obsessively, though she didn’t always need him nearby. But lately, after her little ‘tantrum’ as Michael and the man in the mask had called it, it had gotten harder to look him in the eye and continue to be vague about just why she was suffering so much in purgatory.

Someone new didn’t need to know what they had left behind when they were brought to Gehenna, and no one needed to know that John wouldn’t remember. So that meant trying to make herself stand out.

Unsurprisingly she had gone gold as a method of standing out. Gold eyeshadow, gold-tipped nails, gold strappy heels, gold earrings that were half-hidden under her loose golden-blonde hair. Most of it was outdone by her dress though, a gold-sequined body-con number that stopped at her mid-thigh with a plunging neckline. The sequins were where the true magic was at, perhaps quite literally as each sequin seemed to catch the light no matter where it was coming from and it made her practically glow as she moved through the crowd.

Eyes turned to her, as they always did. So did hands, one on her lower back, one on her thigh, fingers across the back of her hand. Everyone wanted to be close to the goddess of love. She couldn’t blame them, and she loved it too. She fed on admiration as much as some gods fed on prayers and for her nothing compared to the feeling of being loved. But she wasn’t trying to start an orgy, at least not yet. She moved through the crowd until they left her be and she could watch the young man on the stage. He was beautiful, making a show of his strength and flexibility as he pulled off a few very acrobatic moves on the pole to the deep rhythm of the music. A worthy conquest at some point in the future to be sure, but she had to let him work. There were other immediate candidates and she let her attention finally wander over the crowd.

As always there were a lot of beautiful people hanging around, but her eyes eventually drifted over a face she was sure was new to the Temple of Love, standing on the other side of the VIP rope. He was cute and possibly overwhelmed. Something about him reminded her of a shiny new penny and she decided that at the very least they could have a fun conversation. When she was certain he was looking at her she motioned him over with one of her index fingers, thankfully one of the bouncers at the entrance to the VIP unhooked the velvet rope and nodded to him to go on in.

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yiling_laozu
2021-03-23 05:17 am UTC (link)

The move into his space was not ill recieved. Some visible surprise stole his smile but Wei Wuxian did not appear perturbed despite how unaccustomed he was to such boldness. Though he knew, from energy traces matching those in the rain, that she was immensely powerful he was not afraid. Yet. Gooseflesh rose across the warm skin of his arms at the tantalizing brush through his hair and he almost chased her fingers as they withdrew. Less due to lust, though she was indeed inexorably desirable, but simply to satiate his starvation for touch. But he mastered the impulse before it manifested as more than a minute tilt of the head and a flicker of eyelashes.

However, the next expression of unfamiliar intimacy caused some fluster. The praise of his looks did not kindle a blush but Wei Wuxian momentarily lost hold of his silver tongue. He knew he was handsome--- ranked fourth most handsome in the cultivation world, in fact--- but was not accustomed to being the direct recipient of such praise. As was the societal norm he was always the one to flatter; girls either accepted his flirtations shyly or rebuffed him as annoying. This uncannily beautiful woman was truly apart. He had never met someone with such unbridled sensuality and self-possession. It was admirable to live so truthfully and he found himself a little enchanted. It was just not done where he came from, and he rather liked it.

Dark eyes sparkled with mischief as a shameless grin bloomed in place of the previous discomposed look.
“Unfortunately lust was not on the list. Maybe the immortals don’t know about the library’s worth of spring books I’ve read!”
The thought of outraging the local powers with his knowledge of pornography was immensely delightful. He hoped the masked man would be very shocked and dismayed for having been thus remiss. Being punished for such a thing seemed entirely an excess to him and he hoped that this beautiful lady was not made to suffer for such trivialities. But he did not investigate further into that matter as the subject turned.

Wei Wuxian crossed his arms over his chest in an introspective posture and settled into a more thoughtful sort of smile. “Yes it is... a lot to take in. I feel like I’ve stepped into a fever dream where everything is hot and strange and beautiful. I couldn’t have imagined this before I experienced it.” He swept his gaze over the people standing or sitting beneath the coloured lighting. Bright and wild as fairies they were. Without meaning to his gaze caught again on the dancer he had been watching earlier. There was no prohibition against it but his people did still look down upon men that desired other men. Yet here that did not seem to trouble anyone at all. It seemed like this club was a place of utter freedom.

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aphrodiseum
2021-03-27 08:20 pm UTC (link)

"You like it though," that was obvious enough by the way he was looking at his surroundings and by the fact he wasn't running off. Some of the others, the more sheltered or religious types they had gaped, felt the stirrings of desire and had been so frightened by it that they left as quickly as they had come. Wei Wuxian was clearly intrigued and that delighted her. It was so much more fun to have people in her club that were enjoying themselves, doubly so when they had never experienced anything like it before. "Sometimes being overwhelmed is the best. The rush of it all. The loss of control and letting it take over, it usually leads to the best times."

She liked to think she knew what she was talking about, after centuries to experience life in every form she could manage, she should have known what was a good time and what wasn't.

"Do you want a drink, Wei Wuxian?" Dite asked, holding out her hand for him to take. She didn't have to look inside his mind to see that there was something special about her dancer being on stage. He was stunning sure, but she was certain there was more to it. Either he was discovering the joys of the male form for the first time or he wasn't accustomed to a man putting himself on display and being adored for it. She would have to have a proper look into him later if he didn't make himself more obvious. "You look like you might enjoy trying some other new things and I bet you haven't had anything like the drinks I have on offer. Then I think you and I can find a good spot to watch him." She nodded toward the man on the stage. "Or some of my other men here if that's your preference."

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