Author's Notes: Chapter edited and corrected by Scott Fellman.
Serena POV.
"We're ready!" I heard Enid's excited squeal in my head, and I didn't even hesitate to open a portal to our room in the underworld. Enid was the first to come out of the portal, practically bouncing out.
I only had a few seconds to see what she was wearing. She was dressed very lightly, but still, so much like herself. She wore a purple top with pink trim, revealing her midriff, where a slightly defined abdomen was visible. Below her navel, a yellow skirt began, ending just above mid-thigh, which gave a beautiful view of her legs.
Finally, she had transparent sneakers? They had a platform and pink laces, but otherwise, they were transparent. Her stockings were fully visible; they had pink toe tips, and then they were completely green with yellow lines near the top, finally ending in a pink hem right in the middle of her calf.
Her hairstyle looked as colorful as ever; the only thing she had added was a little makeup around her eyes and a small pink blush on her cheeks.
She looked adorable.
"Sera!!" Enid squealed happily as she clung to my body, literally jumping, and her arms and legs clung to my body like a koala. I just smiled as I felt my chest warm up while I hugged her slim, but slightly toned, waist tightly.
I could feel Enid rubbing her face against my neck several times.
"My scent completely disappeared from your body," Enid gasped as she continued rubbing against me.
"I'm sorry, it's been... two long weeks since we last saw each other." I said apologetically, not stopping Enid from practically impregnating my body with her scent. Meanwhile, I saw Ravel and Narcissa emerge from the portal.
"Hello, Sera." Ravel said shyly while smiling with her pointed teeth. Ravel was dressed more casually, wearing a pink off-the-shoulder sweater, and nothing underneath; she wasn't even wearing a bra, she just had a sweater that fell below her shoulders, leaving them bare and half of her breasts fully visible.
Then she wore a black skirt, black-and-white knee-high stockings, and some pretty comfortable shoes. She looked really good.
"I really missed you both," I said with a small smile. Enid finally pulled away and squealed happily. She moved from my neck and began kissing me gently, sighing against my lips. I savored her lips with fervor; it had truly been too long since I'd kissed Enid's lips. I had missed them terribly.
I let out a groan of disappointment as she finally pulled away from me, smiling broadly before collapsing and happily separating. I sighed as her warm body moved away from me, but my gaze shifted to Ravel's.
I didn't hesitate to take a couple of long strides to stand in front of Ravel. I put one arm around her waist and pulled her closer, leaning in close enough to begin kissing her. She sighed with pleasure, and I could feel her rise onto her tiptoes as her arms wrapped around my neck.
We kissed slowly for a few seconds before separating. Ravel blushed slightly before clearing her throat and quickly composing herself.
"You look beautiful." I told them both. Ravel looked at me shyly.
"Thank you, Enid helped me, I didn't know what was appropriate for a... club." Ravel said. My eyes twinkled slightly.
"She did a good job." I said huskily, looking her up and down once more. Ravel smiled broadly as she moved her body, not to cover herself, but to show it off even more.
"You too, my love," I said to Enid, finally looking away from Ravel. Enid laughed softly as she approached.
"Thank you! You look spectacular, as well," Enid said, staring at me. I just nodded. There wasn't much difference from what I usually wore, but I'd put in a little effort, though nothing too exaggerated. Finally, I turned to look at Narcissa, who had an amused expression on her face.
Narcissa was also dressed for the occasion, and to my surprise, she wasn't as heavily dressed as usual; in fact, she was quite lightly dressed, though still providing ample coverage. Apparently, living in Pentagram City and the constant demands for revealing clothing from demons had finally worn down Narcissa's sense of style.
A black skirt above the knees and a slightly loose, light green blouse that reached her elbows, along with white boots. Simple, light, but it suited her slender figure quite well, and it really wasn't something I'd ever seen Narcissa wear.
Normally, her casual clothes still sometimes included corsets, or rather elegant things that looked like they came from some nobleman.
"So you finally remembered I was here, too?" Cissy asked playfully, and I shrugged with a smile.
"You can't blame me, not with those two here," I said cheekily. Narcissa snorted mockingly. "You look good, Cissy," I said gently. Narcissa smiled broadly.
"Thank you, Lucius liked them, although he seemed reluctant to let me go. He said he'd kill anyone who stared at me in the club," Narcissa said playfully, almost strutting. I chuckled.
"I'll make sure to take care of you; we can blind anyone who looks at you," I said playfully.
"Are we ready to go?!" Rebecca squealed happily as she entered along with Lucy, and finally, Freya too.
All three were dressed for the club, or well, Rebecca and Lucy were.
I mean, Rebecca was still dressed only in panties and a bra, but she had changed her loose jacket that covered her whole body for a smaller one, a cropped jacket. The previous one was big enough to cover her butt like a miniskirt, this one ended halfway down her torso and left her butt exposed, and the jacket was so small that it didn't even close in the front, so there was practically nothing covering her.
Lucy, too, I mean, it was impossible to be less dressed than Rebecca, but it was still less than what she normally wore; she was wearing a small black top along with some shorts, she had on elbow-length gloves and knee-high fishnet stockings, and black boots up to the middle of her calf.
Freya, on the other hand, looked ready for a parade or a fancy party. But I suppose anything Freya wore would have given the same impression. She wore a simple white dress, quite tight-fitting, that didn't conceal her figure in the slightest.
"You look spectacular," I told the three of them, because yes, Freya looked good too, and I wasn't going to deny it; Freya smiled broadly. Rebecca and Lucy just gave a thumbs-up.
"Thank you for letting me come," Freya said softly. I just shook my head.
"It's not a problem, though I don't really know if you'd have fun in a club or not." I said playfully. Just thinking about Freya in a nightclub—I mean, Heavy Hearts was pretty fancy, but we weren't going to the 'fancy' part, we'd be right in the middle, on the dance floor—it was just weird and very, very strange, but if she wanted to go, who was I to stop her? Freya just smiled.
"We'll figure it out, but dancing with my Odr? Sounds wonderful, no matter the context." Freya said flirtatiously, and I snorted.
"If you say so." I said playfully, " Let's see if she says that with the electronic music blasting and sweaty bodies nearby.
"Alright, enough talk, let's dance!" Enid said excitedly, bouncing around.
"I agree with Wolfy, let's go!" Rebecca said supportively. I shook my head.
"One last thing," I said simply, as I began to pull out several bottles of magic alcohol.
"You know they sell alcohol at the club, right? It would be a terrible club if they didn't," Rebecca said dryly. I snorted amusedly.
"Human alcohol, Becca, will barely give you a buzz. You're a demon and a lot of other things mixed. Even with a high alcohol content, the drinks won't get you drunk, ever." I said playfully. Rebecca looked at me, almost horrified.
"Tell me you know how to make drinks and cocktails, I don't want to drink straight whiskey or whatever you have." Rebecca said with a grimace, and I just smiled.
"Don't worry, I know how to make drinks. Give me a few seconds, and I'll prepare several cocktails and other beverages, and I'll store them in my inventory. Just be careful when you take them out where no one can see them." I said playfully as I approached the bar in the penthouse. I placed a time bubble and began quickly preparing the drinks with magic.
Jars, glasses, and ingredients floated around me as I prepared various types of cocktails—strong, fruity, and several others. When I finally finished, I put everything in my inventory and joined the others. I then created a portal to Dogtown in a discreet location, under a spell to prevent people from looking too closely.
We started crossing the street, right in front of Heavy Hearts. The huge pyramid was right in front of us. We could see people going in and out, cars parked in front, and drunk people stumbling out or passing out on the stairs. The loud music could already be heard even from the other side of the street.
"It's... aesthetically different from what I expected," Freya said, looking around at the huge, bright neon lights, the pyramid's rather neglected and graffiti-covered facade, and the less said about everything around us, the better. Dogtown certainly wasn't known for its clean streets and buildings, especially since Petrochem Stadium was visible from here.
"Let's go." I said playfully as we walked. The 7 of us walked to the entrance. We all ignored the looks that began to be directed at us, and we just entered the club. The guards of BARGHEST scanned us momentarily before simply nodding.
The doors opened, and loud music poured out, pounding in our ears. The dance floor was right in front of us, with a couple of dozen people already dancing in the middle. I heard Enid squeal with excitement; she grabbed my wrist and started pulling me along.
She didn't even bother to go anywhere else; she dragged me straight to the center of the dance floor, pushing past several people slightly until we were in the middle of the crowd. Enid finally turned to look at me. She had a huge smile on her face, she brought her body closer to mine, and started dancing to the music.
I stared at her, completely mesmerized. Enid was absolutely radiant. Not just happy, or cheerful, or anything like that, she was radiant—the only way I could describe it. It was as if she belonged perfectly here. I'd seen her dance for her social media, or just while doing other things; she loved to dance and move her body. She was shining here, completely in her element.
"Don't look at me, silly! Dance with me! " Enid laughed as she shook her body. I blinked again before smiling.
"Sorry, you looked mesmerizing," I said with a small smile. Enid just blushed slightly and smiled even more. I hadn't been to many nightclubs in my life, but I had been to several, so I easily started moving my body, following Enid's lead.
Enid laughed happily as she moved closer, raised her hands, and began to sway her hips, closing her eyes and simply moving as her body dictated. My hands went to her waist, and I moved with her.
"I brought the good stuff!" Rebecca shouted, coming closer. She had two glasses with her. Enid squealed and grabbed her glass, a fruity drink with a straw, and started drinking. Her eyes sparkled with happiness, and she began drinking faster. I grabbed mine, ignored the straw, and started drinking it straight in long gulps.
I could feel the alcohol burning at the back of my throat, but it was mild. The flavor flooded my mouth; it was… ridiculously delicious. Faery Feast was truly unfair, even when it came to making alcoholic drinks.
Enid finished her drink. My hands let go of her waist. She grabbed Rebecca's hand and pulled her towards us.
"Come dance with us!" Enid shouted, placing Rebecca between us. Rebecca turned her back to me and immediately pushed her bottom against my pelvis, beginning to move joyfully. I almost growled at Rebecca, placing my hands on her hips and mirroring her movements.
Enid just laughed happily. And then the night began to fade, not because I was drunk—I couldn't get completely drunk—it was just a pleasant buzz in the back of my head. Still, it seemed to pass quickly while we were all having fun.
I continued dancing with Enid and Rebecca for several more minutes, the music hitting our ears so hard we could feel it in our chests. Becca stopped rubbing against my body and just continued dancing happily around us.
At some point, Lucy appeared behind me, grabbed my wrist, and turned me around to look at her. She placed her hands on my waist and danced with a flirty smile. I just joined in while laughing happily.
At some point, a very embarrassed Ravel, with a huge, toothy grin, timidly approached us. I simply grabbed her and pulled her close, pressing my body against hers danceing very near her. Ravel shuddered slightly and tried to follow me, just as she had done at our engagement party.
Different dance, but same result. Ravel adapted quickly; once she began moving with more confidence, her toothy grin faded into a more cheerful, natural smile.
I grabbed several more cocktails from the inventory and drank them in one gulp while handing several to the others.
As I turned to face Enid, I could see, in the distance, that Freya and Narcissa were sitting at a small stand.
Cissa was slowly sipping a fruit drink while observing and judging everything, but Freya seemed terribly out of place. She had a drink in her hand that she had barely touched, and she looked at everything around her as if it was about to explode. I almost wanted to burst out laughing.
I looked at Enid once more and pointed at both of them. Enid practically gasped before running in both of their directions. Freya squealed in surprise when Enid grabbed her wrist and practically dragged her onto the dance floor. Freya had no choice but to clumsily follow her.
I approached Cissa, smiling broadly before returning the favor. I positioned a stiff Narcissa in the center of the dance floor and moved toward her, in a very uncoordinated, ridiculous way, with a cheerful smile. Narcissa only raised an eyebrow; I could feel her completely judging me. I just burst out laughing.
I grabbed Narcissa's hands, intertwined my fingers with hers, to shake and sway her from side to side until she started moving on her own. Narcissa wasn't at all used to this kind of dancing, where there was no dancing at all, just moving. It took her a couple of tries and a few more drinks to loosen up and get her moving.
Once I left Narcissa dancing along with Lucy and Rebecca, I could see Freya and Enid off to the side of the dance floor. Freya was completely flushed and embarrassed, trying to move her body as Enid taught her various steps.
Enid was in a pretty relaxed position as she bounced lightly from side to side before raising both arms and starting to sway her hips and arms as she came down. I almost burst out laughing.
"Noodle Dance, Gorillaz, Enid? Seriously? " I mentally transmitted to her.
"It's fashionable!" Enid exclaimed happily.
"Since when?" I laughed happily, and Enid snorted mockingly.
"You don't know anything, darling. Leave this to me," Enid said confidently. "And it's quite basic and easy for beginners!" she added mentally. Then I saw Freya, still blushing, trying to imitate the dance as Enid joined in. It was awkward, but after a couple of tries, she seemed to get the hang of it, and her body began to move with almost divine grace.
"Nice moves." I shouted to Freya as I leaned closer so my voice could be heard over the music. Freya froze and blushed deeply.
"You're not intimidating her!" Enid shouted, hitting me on the shoulder before turning to Freya. "You were doing great! I wish I could move my hips like you!" Enid said happily before continuing to dance, then winked at us and walked away in the direction of the other girls.
"Show me what you can do, Goddess!" I shouted as I approached Freya. She seemed to take it as a challenge, biting her lip, but began to move awkwardly. I let out a laugh that made her blush, but I immediately joined her as we danced.
Freya, once again, took a few moments to get used to it, but finally she loosened up. At some point, she began to laugh happily while moving uncoordinatedly and clumsily from side to side.
During the next few hours, the seven of us kept dancing; we had formed a small group on the dance floor, changing partners or just dancing any old way, the drinks kept coming, and the pleasant buzz grew louder and louder.
There were no problems; it was a good decision to place some charms to subtly repel people's attention and keep them from approaching us, so we had no unpleasant encounters and were able to enjoy dancing happily.
Unfortunately, everything has to end, and very early the next morning, we left Heavy Hearst, several of us drunk or a little tipsy. Once we were far enough away, I created a portal to our penthouse. I lazily collapsed face down on one of the long sofas as soon as we stepped out of the portal.
" That was amazing!" Enid squealed happily, slightly drunk. "We have to do this again!" Enid shouted as she lazily plopped down on my back, practically snuggling up to me.
"I'm with you, Wolfy!" Rebecca exclaimed, even more drunk, as she slumped into another seat. I waved my hand, and several glasses of water flew to the various slightly tipsy people. I doubted we'd have hangovers tomorrow—our constitutions wouldn't allow it— but still, water would quench our thirst and refresh us.
"That was...entertaining," Narcissa said after taking large gulps of water, still flushed and slightly sweaty from dancing all night.
"Admit it, princess, you had fun!" Rebecca laughed happily, while Narcissa shook her head and smiled.
"I did, I wouldn't mind doing it again." Narcissa confessed, and Rebecca cheered happily.
"It was... different from what I expected, but in a good way," Freya said, her cheeks also flushed from the exertion, but with a satisfied smile and almost childlike joy. "The feasts of the gods, or even of humans, were different from this. I really enjoyed dancing with all of you," Freya said happily, and I saw that she said 'all,' not just with me.
I smiled slightly; I liked that Freya was really having fun, and not just because I was there. That was good.
"I had fun too, it was very stimulating," Ravel said with a dizzy smile, then looked at me almost unfocused. "Should we... build a club? I don't think there's a really important one in Pentagram City... we could build a great club, I'm sure it would be famous," Ravel said slurred.
"Oh! That's a good idea! I'll help! " Rebecca said, sitting down abruptly. "I won't move to a city where there isn't a good club! And if I have to create one myself, I will!" Rebecca exclaimed with determination. I chuckled.
" Yay! A club!" Enid said lazily above me.
"You don't have to convince me, I'm already sold. It was... fun dancing with all of you," I said huskily, especially seeing Enid enjoying herself like she was just now. Lucy snorted.
"You liked how our bodies rubbed against yours," Lucy said dryly while smiling. I shrugged.
"That was a good part, yes," I said with a cheeky grin. "And none of you complained." I sneered.
" And we won't, Starry Eyes! So create that club, and maybe we'll do it again! " Rebecca exclaimed loudly.
"Promises, promises," I said playfully. I could feel the slight buzz of the alcohol, and a lot of buzzing from the lust that had built up all night. But I could still feel my mind working on it.
A club—I'd never really thought about it, but it would be a great attraction. Whether it's an exclusive club or something more casual, or a combination of both, like Heavy Hearts, but with Rebecca helping out, it'll probably be more casual than anything else. It's not like I'd mind; it could be a combination of both.
"You're thinking too much." Enid moaned above me as she began kissing my neck. I felt the excitement I'd been holding back begin to rise.
"Well, the party's over. We have a busy day tomorrow, and I'm going to enjoy the rest of the night." I grunted, getting up while lifting Enid and holding her with one hand. With my other hand, I grabbed Ravel's wrist and started dragging them both to the bedroom.
"Damn it, it's not fair! Come on, Lucy! " Rebecca growled as she lunged towards Lucy, but I ignored her, just like Cissy used a portal to return to the underworld, or like Freya practically did towards her room.
Instead, I focused on Enid and Ravel; it had been a long time since I had been with them, and I would enjoy every second.