Private Finished It's All in the Hips

It's not like Magdalene was new to going to clubs, she had done that a few times when Abab had talked her into sneaking out. But actually dressing up was something new to her, and dancing instead of swaying or hanging around somewhere on the edge of the room. Before Mags hadn't wanted to draw attention to herself. But now was different. And she was going to be with a really pretty girl, no less. That added some extra pressure.
Magdalene hadn't lied when she had said dancing was fun, it was. Magdalene had just mostly done it on her own, imitating moves from music videos in Youtube. Mags wasn't scared of laughing at herself, she didn't have that much pride, but she was kind of scared looking stupid in front of someone she wanted to like her. Well, Aria did seem like a cool, fun person, so surely she wouldn't judge...right?

"You're overthinking this, just wear as little as possible and maybe you don't even need to get to the club before doing some-"
Abab's voice echoed in Magdalene's head, making her sigh and rub her temples. She blocked the demon's messages, cutting off a sentence she was glad he couldn't finish, and resumed staring at her clothing options spread on the bed. Mags didn't have many club-like clothes, but she had several pairs of denim shorts and some tops that looked kinda club-ish. And in the end Mags chose denim shorts that reached bit above mid-thigh and refreshingly green tank top, that hugged the little curves Magdalene had and almost showed her navel. And on top of that top Mags put a black denim vest with some metal studs on the shoulders. The outfit was planned so Mags swimmer's build wasn't too obvious but she showed off her legs and shoulders. And on her feet Mags had her only nice leather boots, that kinda looked like feminine cowboy boots and reached mid-calf. They were comfortable and good for dancing. When it came to makeup Mags had just done simple smoky eye makeup that accented the blue of her eyes and a touch of green lipstick to match with the tank top. Surprisingly Mags liked and was good at makeup, trying out makeup tutorials had been one of her only joys on long, rainy days. Same with hair, Mags had inherited her mother's difficult hair quality so she knew how to handle it. Mags had tied her hair into a nice loose bun, then teased the loose strands and created a messy fun look, just her style. Everything was perfect, Mags looked nice but not like she tried too much.
...Abab was right, Mags was thinking about this too much.

"So we have a deal? If you touch her or her friends weirdly in any way I will go to church every day for three weeks, and you will let me have control."
Magdalene made things straight with Abab as she stood outside the dorm waiting, glaring at her left arm and sending the demon inside it a mental message. Abab kept quiet for 10 seconds, until finally he groaned and almost roared from frustration.
"Fine! But you better get laid within the next three weeks!"
Mags wanted to sigh from relief, but didn't give Abab the satisfaction. Instead she looked around, resuming waiting for Aria. And she didn't have to wait for long, few meters to her right a portal opened up about 5 minutes later, and Magdalene saw Aria step out. She smiled and headed over, suddenly feeling kind of weird. This was such a new scenario, one she had seen in movies and series many times. But it was so different when you experienced it yourself.
But Mags was determined to just be herself, and that was exactly how she acted when she went over to Aria, confident smile on her face.
"Hi again. Don't you clean up nice."
Magdalene cringed at that line the moment it came out of her mouth, and she snorted a bit and waved her hand a bit dismissively.
"That sounded both better and worse in my head. What I mean, in normal person words, is that you look really nice."

Yup, the line was cringy for Aria too, of course it was. Magdalene had blocked Abab from her head but she could almost hear him laughing.
"If anything feels like falling off a building that line does. Let's say that was strike one. I'm new at this, so I have four strikes before you're allowed to portal me to wherever you want where I won't cause shame for myself and you ever again."
Mags joked, and chuckled. Though when Aria stepped closer to her Mags' pulse couldn't help but heighten for a moment, since the girl really did look really nice. But Mags didn't let her flustered mood show to the surface and instead maintained the confident small smile she normally always had.
"For sure you can look nice, you almost make it an art form."
Mags tried this again, this time with more flirt, and her words were sincere. Honestly, flirting was something new to her too. People had hit on her, but Mags had never flirted back. But Mags had already decided not to force anything out of herself she knew she couldn't do well, so she just let it come naturally.

"In party person words, hell yes I'm ready to have a good time. Let's rock this joint, redhead style."
Mags laughed a bit at her choice of words, and with a small grin she took the hand Aria was offering. Good, Mags' hands weren't sweaty, that would've been just perfect. Mags looked through the portal and saw the club, it looked way fancier than any of the nightclubs she had been to before. But somehow, when Mags saw the crowd and lights and heard the music faintly she felt excited rather than nervous or anxious. Magdalene, perhaps due to Abab's influence, was drawn to these kinds of places that looked a bit shady. And she was ready to have this new experience, with someone she found attractive and knew she could have fun with. And this time Mags actually looked like she belonged here, not having to hide her demon arm and being able to test out her makeup and dressing up skills.

As the two stepped through the portal Magdalene almost went ahead of Aria, excited to get this show on the road, and she smiled at the other girl, still holding her hand for a moment longer if Aria allowed it.
"Well then, are there any wise words you can provide me with before we step into this den of dancing?"
Mags asked with a chuckle, and noticed in passing that Aria's hair looked very pretty when the lights reflected off of it.

Aria was good at this. That much was obvious when the girl answered Mags question by leaning in nice and close and whispering the words into Mags' ear. It made a small, pleasant shiver go down her spine and the breath Mags felt on her ear was...jolting. But she didn't back down or anything, it didn't feel unpleasant, and Mags chuckled a bit and used her hips to give Aria's hips a playful nudge.
"Do I have to be in doubt to use them?"
Mags asked with a small grin, similarly leaning close but not really as close as Aria had been, speaking her words at a volume so they could be heard over the music and chatter.

Mags was pulled on over to a group of people, that merged into the crowd that was waiting to get in. It was a bit of a shame when Aria let go of Mags' hand, but she forgot about that when the girl began introducing her friends. Or...friend? Since the twins' introduction seemed to go down kinda like they were two people with the same name. And Aria did say "one" of her good friends. But Mags didn't dwell on it too much and just kept it cool, nodding back at Kir, smiling confidently.
"Good to meet ya, KirMir."
Mags didn't really have time to figure out something clever to say before Aria moved on, and to each Mags returned a nod or whatever personal greeting they decided to give her. Mags laughed at the friendly shade Aria and her friends threw back and forth, and added a quick quip in between about her having good reflexes, she could dodge a kiss or two. Though when they teased Aria about being an unashamed flirt Mags couldn't help but grin a bit and look at Aria.
"Oh really? You don't say?"
Mags said and winked playfully, giving a good-natured laugh.

Magdalene gave a general introduction to the group as they gradually moved down the line, and also explained the deal with the left demon arm, naturally joking about Abab being an asshole and all the good stuff. Thankfully Abab didn't feel pissed enough to start showing off some of that assholery and still left Mags in charge of the arm. In fact Mags used that arm to show the bouncer her ID and prove she was a healthy baby girl of 20 years already, thank you very much.
Inside was...loud, and crowded, and nothing like Mags had seen before. If she were here alone Mags admitted she would probably feel kind of anxious. But she was very soon reminded that she wasn't alone, when Aria appeared by her side, asking Mags' thoughts thus far. Mags hummed in thought and narrowed her eyes thoughtfully at the club, until smiling down at Aria.
"Well, my virgin lips have not yet been stolen by your fun friends, this place is lively and seems to have pretty good music, and your hair looks very good in these lights so thus far it has been pretty good."
Mags chuckled, and if Aria allowed it she'd take the girl's hand again. What? Aria said she should stick close to Mags was sticking close.

Maybe because Mags wasn't able to do it much she really liked holding Aria's hand. The other contact hadn't been bad either, but it was best thus far.
And seemed that Mags wasn't that bad at this flirting thing after all, since her comment about Aria's hair in these lights earned Mags a soft smile. She was going to tone down the excessive compliments from now on, really. But Mags had just felt like she had to let Aria know that her hair looked amazing.
"You do? Who is that girl, I should probably take notes from her because my words just don't do you justice."
Mags grinned a bit, okay, this was the last one, she swore that to herself. She also swore to herself that she would definitely let her hair down gradually tonight, so Aria would have more chances to swiped Mags' hair behind her ear. It felt nice and strangely intimate, and now it was Mags' turn to smile softly.
"That's a bold statement, let's see if you can hold onto that bet."
Mags chuckled, and looked at Aria's hair for a moment. She wanted to touch it, but her right hand was occupied and Mags was slightly hesitant to touch anyone with her left hand. So Mags decided to perhaps return the favour later, when her right hand was more ready to roam.

"I think my virgin lips would like some liquid courage, that oughta loosen my hips even more."
Mags answered with a small laugh, and used said hips to nudge Aria gently towards the bar. Mags would let Aria lead the way, so to say, but she made sure to stay on the side of the dance floor so Mags could shield Aria from the occasional accidental bump. Her shoulders were perfect for this, they were so wide they practically cleared them a path. Like Moses splitting the sea, if some metaphor was to be used. And while they walked Mags swung their joined hands back and forth slightly, her mood and spirits being very high.
As the two got to the bar Mags looked through the options. There were some classics in there she had seen before, but naturally there were some weird MC options thrown in and those automatically drew Mags' attention. Mags turned to look at Aria with a slight head tilt and a curious smile.
"What is it going to be for you? I think I'll start light with a fruit cocktail."

A pull for a push was just fair, or so Mags thought when Aria returned the favour of her hip bump by pulling her forward. Mags did take a slightly wobbly step forward, gladly ending up closer to Aria, and snickered a bit at girl's words.
"I'll become just courageous enough to make this night unforgettable."
Mags answered playfully as she fell in step with Aria.

"You can never go wrong with light and fruity. Although normally I would go for ice cold beer. What can I say, it's the German in me."
Mags didn't mind being teased a little, and she laughed as she slipped over to the bar with Aria, and their hips made close contact yet again when they were trying to get their orders to the bartender. Mags had a feeling this wasn't the last time tonight that their hips were going to touch, judging from the dancing she saw going on on the dance floor. She was starting to look forward to that more and more.
Aria's drink choice, or more its name, made Mags' eyebrow rise, and there was a small amused and kind of flustered smile on her lips. Well, she couldn't possibly lose to that, now could she? Mags turned to look at the drinks list and was glad to see that drink was being served here.
"And I'll have a Flirtini, thank you kindly."
Aria wasn't the only one who could make wordplay with drink names, and Mags sent her a wink and a small grin.

As their drinks arrived Mags took hers with a cheery smile, thanking the bartender, and she snorted a bit to herself when a fun story came to her mind. Mags turned to Aria with a grin.
"Shame they don't serve one of my favourite cocktails here. It was served at a nightclub near my home back in Germany, and it was called Devil's Handshake, ironically. There was a version of it called Devil's Punch, but that would always give Abab some bad ideas so I stopped ordering it. The aftermath was never pretty."
Mags laughed a bit at her own story, this was actually the first time she got to tell it to someone. It had always just spun in her head and made her giggle randomly now and then.