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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
2021-03-18 10:58 pm UTC (link)

Wei Wuxian had not yet spent a great deal of time in the ‘nightlife’ (such as it was in a place without sun). He had visited a few bars but found they lacked the relaxed atmosphere of a wine house and were much less useful for gleaning local information. The young cultivator had always considered himself an adventurous person but had been unprepared for the sheer foreigness of some of the Gehenna establishments. The noise, the lights that sometimes gave him piercing headaches, the way in which social interactions were conducted... It took a bit of adjustment. But the Temple Of Love had drawn his attention after he noticed the blissful expressions of some of its patrons when exited. He was curious as to what transpired inside and surmised it would do him good to investigate such a place. It was after all not wise for him to spend all his time holed up alternating research and tinkering on his inventions.

The club was aptly named. Desire seemed thick in the air, almost like a perfume, and the way people moved with one another was intimate in a way he almost gaped at. He studied the scope of the place. The only setting he had seen with such opulence was Koi Tower but this atmosphere was entirely different. People seemed to be having a much more enjoyable time without needing to be staggeringly drunk. There was a fearlessly open honesty to their gazes bereft of politics and a fragile veneer of polite manners. It was strange yet somehow refreshing. As everyone in his plane had known, Wei Wuxian had little use for etiquette when it did not serve his purposes.

It was mere minutes before he found himself drawn to one of the stages. There was a man upon this one and Wei Wuxian had never seen a man dance before. He was immediately enthralled by the sinuous movements of the dancer as this form of movement was unfamiliar. The gleam of the handsome man's muscles flexing beneath the lights made his cheeks feel flushed, more so even than illustrations of sexual acts. His face was not so thick that he could remain unaffected when a man’s strength had always been arousing to him. He was a little unmoored by the way the performer seemed to offer himself. It was as if at once Wei Wuxian should look and not look. It had been considered vulgar that he was comfortable with being seen in little to no clothing, as his own people only wore less than three layers in sleep. He could almost hear Lan Zhan’s deep voice intoning ‘shameless’. The thought made his skin prickle with a scandalized excitement.

He shook himself out of the trance with a throb of embarrassment for ogling like a hormonal teenager. Shameless indeed. It was all a bit of an assault to the senses and the theoretical modesty that the gentry had attempted to stomp into him. He decided to cool his head with a wander, perhaps engage someone in conversation about the curious effects of the club and its owner. There appeared to be an entrance to another section, he had noticed, barred by a rope. His natural nosiness and predisposition for going where he was not meant to made itself known. But he wisely reigned it in, not crossing over the boundary as his spirit urged. Yet. Who knew what sort of wards were inlaid in this energy-thick building? As he was pondering this his eye was drawn by the summons of a stunningly beautiful woman. She shone golden beneath the lights like a sun come to earth and all who beheld her stared in worship. He was not unaffected, though perhaps less so than many around, and came to her. As was proper he did not speak immediately but made a loop with his arms and bowed in greeting. When this was done he gave her one of his most charming smiles.
“Greetings, Lady. You can only be the founder of this establishment, as you are the most beautiful and commanding inside it.”

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aphrodiseum
2021-03-19 02:06 pm UTC (link)

"Ooh, commanding. I like that one, I don't hear that one as often as I used to. When humanity decided passion wasn't terrifying, and love was a sweet thing, out went all those fierce and reverent adjectives." She answered his bow with an enchanting smile and gentle inclination of her head. Cultural differences aside, goddesses did not bow until they were made to and she had not been beaten down by purgatory just yet. It tried though, that tiny gold band seemingly tattooed around her left wrist a now constant reminder of just how hard the powers that be in Gehenna was trying to break her. She would have to ask John later, once she got over her own pride, what could be done about removing it. "Feel free to throw out more if more come while we're talking."

She never got tired of hearing how beautiful she was, who could really be surprised at her loving every other kind of compliment. That kind of adoration was addictive, especially for someone who needed worship.

"But you," she stepped just a little closer to him, watching his eyes as the fingers of one hand brushed through the ends of the strands of his hair that framed his face. It was surprisingly intimate, but that was Dite all over. Instant and intense intimacy was simply her thing. It was a wonder she hadn't spooked her Johnny when they first met and she had essentially sat in his lap. She was trying to be gentler now, it didn't really seem to be working. "You're an uncommon beauty, aren't you? Such a sweet, innocent face to be in a realm such as this one. Oh, I hope your sins are based around lust, it would do my poor little heart good to think you were putting all of this," that hand pulled back and moved up and down to indicate all of him. "To the best and most right use. I could see a lot of fun being had with that face," she was positively beaming as she looked him over. "Enough with my filthy ambition though, what do you think of my club? You seem a little overwhelmed."

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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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