[Club Gambit] Feeding grounds

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<div align=center> As the night began to fall Naamah had finally managed to get herself settled into the dorms of the school she had been invited to attend, finally she had a new chapter of her life to explore and she planned to dive into it with both feet!

But this was only going to be her daily routine, and she would need a place to unwind, a place to relax, and a place where she would be able to find something good to eat every single night! While bars and the streets were often excellent hunting grounds for her kind Naamah often preferred the more intimate nature of clubs, the pumping music, the smell of alcohol and the lowered inhibitions of the prey... people who frequented them!

And thankfully she had already heard of the perfect place to make her mark, she had heard the name of one of the clubs in the downtown area, a place run by a woman known as Yura from what she had gathered and after a little exploration she finally came to stand before the entrance to Club Gambit!

Even before she entered Naamah inhaled deeply, the smell of desire and need sent chills through every fiber of her being, she was briefly stopped by a rather large gentleman who insisted on checking her ID despite the more mature appearance she had chosen for her first night out and around the town, even her choice of outfit had been decided based on what would make the most impact.

It was simple, but on the body she had chosen it worked well, a long burgundy gown that flowed clear to her ankles, slit up the left hand side all the way to her waist and exposing long, slender legs and her thigh high black boots, the detached sleeves and her butt length blonde hair lent Naamah a sense of class. In this rundown part of the city perhaps it would have made her seem out of place, but as she slipped into the club her fears were allayed, at least a little!

While the outside looked a little ill maintained the inside of the club brought a broad smile to her face, the scent of alcohol, food and desire twisted about her as though tempting her, welcoming her to this place! It almost felt as though it recognized her and she was loving every moment of it! The music sent little shudders through her body and she could already feel her hips moving as she swayed to the beat, making her way across the floor and approaching the bar with a broad smile she didn't even know was plastered on her face!

"Hrrrm, I think I need a sex on the beach"

Hey violet eyes danced and glittered as she spoke to the bartender, leaning against the bar as she awaited her drink.

"And I wonder, is the club owner available?"

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“One Sex on the Beach comin’ up,” said the handsome bartender with a slight New Yorker accent as he reached for a glass. Today’s costume theme for the workers was maids and butlers—ever the popular theme. “And y’ want to see Ms. Yura? Sure, sure.”

He waved down the first worker to come near the bar—who just so happened to be the pink-haired, perky Bunny in her cute and yet devilishly sexy little bunny-themed maid outfit. The bartender explained that Naamad wanted to see Yura and Bunny nodded enthusiastically.

“Absolutely! I’ll be right back~” she said before making her way quickly over to Yura’s office. She gave a little knock on the door but didn’t wait for a response before opening it.

“Yura! There’s a pretty blonde lady at the bar who wants to see you,” Bunny said as she popped her head into Yura’s office. Yura hardly even glanced up from her paperwork.

“Girlfriend or job hunter?”

“She asked for ‘the owner’ so the second option probably,” Bunny replied with a giggle before heading back out into the club. As she left Yura let out a loud sigh as she took off her glasses and rubbed at her face. She had been feeling a bit anemic and exhausted all day, and working all day didn’t exactly help. She wasn’t in the mood to do an interview, but she had to do what she had to do. Yura put her glasses back on and rose from her chair—adjusting her check tie before heading into the club.

She was certainly easy enough to spot—Yura could see that long blonde hair all the way from the other side of the club. And there was so, so much more to see as she approached closer. A burgundy dress clinging to a beautiful form, a hint of gorgeous thighs…

Alright, Yura was more in the mood to do an interview now.

She approached the bar and stepped up beside Naamah. Oh good—she had an excellent body and face. But of course, no matter how gorgeous a woman was—Yura kept her cool.

“I’m Yura Bengall—the owner here,” she stated. “How may I help you?”
 

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<div align=center>Naamah gifted the bartender with a brilliant smile as he retrieved her drink and waved over the rather gorgeous worker, the Succubus' eyes turned to examine the other woman with a brilliant sparkle of mischief dancing behind them, the bunny maid outfit just seemed to work well with what she was seeing of the other womans personality, and the pink hair certainly stood out in a crowd, she couldn't help but let her smile spread just a little further, it seemed this was the kind of place that she was going to enjoy working for.

There was not a single doubt in her mind that she would be hired, perhaps this could be seen as arrogance, but in Naamah's mind it was just a forgone conclusion, she had been born for this kind of work after all! As the bunny maid scampered off she sipped at the drink the tender had retrieved for her and could not help but let a slight sweet scent rise from her body, a tickling little tease of her pheromones as she questioned the rather handsome man, with the rather handsome accent!

"Any advice you can give me? I'm kinda hoping she has an opening or two here and I'd just love any pointers you could give the hopeful new girl"

But whether he offered her any pointers before Yura emerged or not Naamah would be able to sense the womans approach before she even laid eyes on her! The scent, the feel of lust directed towards her was an intoxicating sensation, better even than the drink in her hands! She had drawn more than her share of attention, from men and from a few of the women at least, but the focused attention, the scrutiny from Yura sent little shivers through her spine, and she turned to lock her violet eyes on the source of the desire filled woman she took to be the owner of the club.

At the introduction she knew she had found the right person! Yura Bengall? The name was committed to her memory and she made a little note to look up the woman once she had returned to the dorms at the academy.

"A pleasure to meet you miss Bengall, my name is Qetesh, I was told by a friend of mine that you might be looking for talented dancers"

As Naamah spoke with the woman she offered her a bright smile, extending a hand in invitation before rising from her chair, at her full height she still stood only two inches taller than the club owner, but she was not trying to be imposing before Yura, instead she stood slightly to the side in invitation for the woman to join her. If Yura decided a more private interview was warranted then she would also be able to more easily follow the boss!

She ran her fingers lightly down her dress to smooth out the creases that sitting had caused, lightly her fingers trailed along every curve, deftly smoothing away every blemish before Yura's eyes! At the same time she was allowing her potential employer to get a little tease of just what she had to offer the club. If Yura watched the little display from the hopeful dancer Naamah would wait till Yura's eyes met hers before offering the woman a quick little wink! Obviously it had been deliberate and she wanted Yura to know!
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The bartender leaned over the bar slightly as he responded to Naamah’s question.

“Well you already have the right look. Just show her that you’re not only physically attractive, but have an attractive personality as well.”

That was all he managed to say before Yura made her appearance—and frankly that’s all he felt needed to be said, anyway. He had been around long enough to know what Yura liked in a potential worker, and Naamah definitely had the looks and energy that Yura would gravitate toward. As the two made acquaintances, the bartender went back to busying himself at the bar.

Yura shook her hand and took a seat at the bar. Seeing as the other woman had already ordered a drink, Yura decided she might as well let her enjoy it. They could go to her office if privacy was deemed necessary later, but for now Yura was willing to let the interview be relatively casual. Sort of. That didn’t stop Yura from pulling out a pen and a notepad to take notes on this potential candidate.

“A pleasure, Qetesh,” Yura said as she dotted down the name.

“So you are interested in being a performer, then? Do you have a preferred style of dance?”

Yura crossed her legs and watched the woman closely as she waited for a response. Yura’s gaze was always one that seemed to pierce through anybody, and yet gave up nothing of herself. Though Qetesh’s little wink did result in a subtle smirk from Yura—which was not an easy task. Yura generally kept very straight-faced during interviews but, well, it’s not like she couldn’t enjoy Qetesh’s deliberate little flirting there.
 

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<div align=center>"I do Yura, I'm skilled in a number of different styles, but I'm best at shall we say... Exotic dancing?"

The blonde woman grinned at that and brushed an errant lock of hair back and over her shoulder, keeping it out of her way as she spoke with the owner of the club, her wicked little smile played across her lips and she sipped on her drink again, now that they had met the demoness savored the thought of being surrounded by the mortals on a nightly basis.

"If you would like I could give you a private demonstration, or you could let me on stage if you want, but believe me, if you want a packed club"

She grinned, a bright, wicked little smile as she leaned in towards Yura, her violet eyes dancing slightly with an inner mischief as she reached out for Yura, hoping to place a hand on her potential employers arm, her touch was warm and her fingers were soft, a warmth would spread from her touch if Yura allowed it to make contact and a sweet scent was rising from her body as well, like the finest and most exotic perfume it teased at the senses and sent tingles of warmth through those who sensed it.

But these too could be warning signs, if Yura had ever dealt with Succubi before perhaps she would be able to pick up on the warning signs, but perhaps those same warning signs would not exactly be unwelcome! After all a dancer with the skill of a demoness? That was sure to be a draw!

The Succubus' burgundy dress was almost certainly not designed for sitting, as she relaxed beside the owner of the club Yura was treated to more than a little of the blonde womans leg, the lower half of the gown was prone to crinkles and creases as well, but as Yura had found earlier it was not exactly a chore to watch the woman smooth out those creases and wrinkles!

"I'm also a passable singer, and if you need a server I'm your girl, I'd like to say I can do it all but..."

A light, sweet laugh from a voice as soft as silk, there was no arrogance in her voice, the succubus might have been confident, but for the most part she was simply trying to show Yura that she could be useful in whatever capacity the woman had open.

But again her eyes twinkled and the demoness grinned as she examined her potential employers face.

"Add to that something of a skill for identifying tense muscles and rather magical fingers and I hope that you would have a use for me, this might be more of a club than a massage parlor, but I imagine a tense client getting a free shoulder rub would certainly encourage them to get a few more drinks"

Again that same, light little laugh and the demoness sipped once more at her drink, if that wasn't going to convince Yura that she was the girl for the job she didn't think anything would!</div>
 

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“Exotic dancing is always very popular, so that is an excellent skill to have here,” Yura replied as she glanced at the woman over her glasses. “And if you are interested in being a server too, then that’s even better. I’m quite partial to girls who can handle being both a server and performer.”

Yura seemed to take no issue with Qetesh reaching over to touch her, and that sweet scent was able to cloud Yura’s judgment—though only momentarily.

“Perhaps we’ll have a private demonstration later in my office,” Yura said with a little smirk. “And as for the massages…there is technically a rule against touching the customers, but I’m sure I can find a use for those magic fingers of yours.”

So normally Yura wouldn’t be so…blatant with a girl who was coming in for an interview, but she was finding it hard to avoid with Qetesh in that moment. There was something about her that was bringing that out in Yura, and it was something she had experienced before. And it was when she recognized that familiar feeling that her mind became less clouded.

“You are not human, are you?” Yura suddenly asked. “Might I ask what you are? I do not discriminate by species, but I do like to know these things.”

But despite asking, there was something in Yura’s eyes that suggested that she already knew the answer. Yura spun her pen in her fingers as she patiently waited for an answer.
 
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