The night is young.

Bright lights pulse in various colors at the best club in town, barely providing enough light to see the mass of bodies below dancing and drinking like their lives depend on it. I plan on doing so myself at some point, but I'd rather not sip on the overpriced garbage they serve down there. V.I.P. lounge bar drinks aren't exactly the best price on the block either, but the taste makes it worth every bit spent. The whiskey here especially is the elixir of life, and is always there for me no matter what's going down.

Dolly is already out on the dance floor, coiling around various women with her tail while getting her groove on. Lamias have the ability to charm, but not a single one of those girls seems to be under any influence besides drinks and whatever they took to get in the mood. I like how apparent it is that someone has been charmed, and it's nice that you can slap them out of it pretty easily. They don't usually appreciate the bruises, but it's much better than being taken advantage of, I'd say. Dolly isn't the type, though. She'd sooner descale herself than be caught dead or alive charming anyone that didn't want it. I run my hands over my arm scales to chill out, and realize that my glass is empty. Definitely gonna need a top up before hitting the floor.

"Already got it started, Ms. Veilgard. Want the mint smoke like before?" Terra is a wonderful bartender, and an even more wonderful friend. She always knows how I like my courage.

(She could do away with the high respect bit, though. Makes her sound stiff and uptight, and me sound like some sort of crime boss. Not that it would be an entirely wrong assumption or anything.)

"You always know how I like it, Terra. Also, you do know that we're equals here, right? This ain't my turf, and I have no intentions of undermining Alexandria's authority tonight."

She chuckles a little bit and bends over to grab a few things. "Veilgard, then. Anything more familiar and it feels like I'm spitting in your face. That alright?" She lightly pushes a pink tinted glass filled with the good stuff, and it leaves an evergreen scented smoke trail behind it. It's garnished with a single mint leaf and a few tiny white edible flower petals, which elevates it from fancy to gauche. Just how I like it.

A chuckle escapes my maw, and poor Terra blushes a bit staring at my rows of sharp teeth. "I'll take it. So, what's it lookin' like tonight?"

She raises an eyebrow. "You know, not all demons have good hearing. Besides, you hear how loud it is tonight."

This banter will never get old. "You know, dragons can smell bullshit. Would you like to know what you smell like right now? A whole pile of it." I slide a large silver medallion with a lion's mane imprinted upon it across the bar. "We gotta help each other out, right?"

She gingerly picks up the coin and inspects it under the shitty bar lighting. "This for you and yours? This will cover things, but I'll need some info. Clean tab good enough for you?"

"Works great. I don't mind spending the creds on you, but you won't catch me being mad about my wallet being heavier." I smile, raise my fresh glass of heaven itself in a one woman cheers, and get to work on her. Goddess, she's perfect. I would have her all day every day if it wouldn't get me forced into counseling.

She grabs a glass from behind the bar and gets to work on the water droplets lingering behind. "You can flatter me all you want after you've spilled the beans, Veilgard."

"You make a fine point." I swirl the glass and take a long, drawn out sip of my first love, savoring the flavor like it's my last meal. "Have you heard about what's going on with Dingo? I heard she was gonna be up to some shit tonight, so I figured we could stamp out the spark before it becomes an unruly flame. Thought I might knock some sense into her before she goes and does something stupid with her life."

"I suppose that makes sense. She isn't up here tonight, but we should be able to find her pretty quickly. Say hello to Dolly for me? She's a gem and my girls always appreciate her help." Terra gently puts the glass she was drying back on the wall of them behind her, and tucks the rag back in her apron.

"The finest gem on this, or any planet. I'm sure she'll swing by later, so I'll pass on the word. Need anything from my girls, or would that be too much noise for Alexandria?"

"If you plan on leaving here with all of them in tact, I highly recommend keeping them on standby as you have been. She doesn't take issue with you keeping an eye on things since you never cause any trouble, but there are lines that aren't meant to be crossed or even toed on." Her face hardens a bit, and she's gone in an instant, likely tending to my request. Demons really know how to make an exit.

I hear a few scuffling noises and some muffled yells here and there, which means the job is being done as we speak. Crowded nightclubs are pretty clean places to do a job, but I always worry about some random that got in on plus one paying too close attention to stuff that isn't any of their damn business. No one seems out of line so far, which means it's time to go dance with my shining star of the night.

I make my way through the writing wall of bodies that is the main dance floor, which isn't too hard since most people here know my scales. Iridescent onyx isn't exactly common, and it's nice to be known and respected.

"Hey, baby! You come to join us?" Dolly, my shining everything, is the most beautiful girl here tonight. Her silky brown hair flows in waves down her shoulders and back, and her light blue and viridian scales truly take the night when the light hits her just right. She says the blue is actually periwinkle, but I'm not the artist she is so I hardly see the point in calling it something different. I'll do it for her, though. Out loud, that is.

"Same crew as last week? Good, I liked dancing with you girls last time." I part my jaw for them a bit, which makes their already flushed faces bright red.

"Eyes over here, hot stuff. These girls are new to the scene and are sweet as pie, so none of your hunting. Not tonight, at least." My love makes quite the point, but the hungry look that's in the eyes of said new girls makes me wonder if they have other plans.

"Fine by me, but if they beg for me to sink my teeth in, I can't say that I won't oblige." That gets a shiver or two out of them all, which nearly makes me want to forego our rule of 'no club newbies'. A silly rule, but an unfortunately necessary one. Alexandria might think we're sniffing around if we get too busy picking up morsels, unfortunately.

Terra's girls come to me here and there to give updates as the night goes on, the job finished in the few short hours it took for me to get drunk. I hadn't planned on letting the alcohol get to me tonight, but when hot women want you to lap everclear from their navel, you do it. My vision starts getting wavy once the main crowd has trickled out, and I find myself being held upright more than once by my lovely Dolly. She eventually just keeps her tail around me like a harness, which gets a few playful whines out of the cuties we've been with all night since they aren't being held anymore.

"You need to hit the hay, sweetie? You look like you might pass out." My darling love begins leading me towards the excessively decorated mahogany double doors of the club before I can answer, which nearly makes me fall over from swooning.

The girls wave goodbye and plant a few kisses on us as we're heading out. "Thanks, love. You know how I get about saying no to girls like that."

"Even when you're drunk out of your mind, you still manage to woo several women every time we come here. It's honestly impressive, regardless of how many times I see it."

Before I can get out a witty response, my vision begins to dim and my body barely feels like my own.

***

Ugh.

Waking up with a massive hangover is never fun. It's a little better than usual since the girl I love to the moon and back is currently gagging on my gock, but I'm not sure how rutting is gonna help out with this damn migraine. I feel bad, but I'm gonna have to pull out and grab some water and whatever the fuck she's willing to let me gorge myself on from the kitchen.

"Aww, I was still working on that! You're no fun, Via!" Dolly makes her famous pouting face, puffing out her viridian scaled cheeks like I've done something wrong.

"I need gas and oil in the tank if you want me to run right, baby. Mind if I grab something from the kitchen?" I try sliding out of bed while I talk, but she constricts me with her tail. This is what I get for being into reptile girls. Shoulda seen that coming.

"You can just make us a little something right here, can't you sweetie?" She flicks her tongue at me in the way that she always does, and it drives me wild.

"You just can't get enough of me, can you?" I let her slowly pull me back towards her before lightly digging my claws into her tail tip just the way she likes it, which gets a cute little moan out of her.

"Baby, I could inject you into my veins for the rest of my life and I wouldn't have enough of you. Any chance I have to get you inside of me, I'm gonna take." She grabs hold of my sex again, and I fuck into her hand before I can hold myself back. "You wanna do hypnosis this time? I've been wanting to toy with you since last night. Almost lost control of myself when I took off your clothes and gave you a sponge bath, but I managed."

She probably has an idea of how badly I want to say yes, but I'm most definitely going to mess with her regardless. "I'm the boss around here, little missy. What I say goes, got it?"

A smirk spreads across her gorgeous face. "Just who are you the boss of right now, little lizard of mine?"

"You." I return a smirk of my own, and wonder what sort of punishment she'll doll out this time.

She constricts me a little tighter, squeezing a light moan out of me. "Is that so? Why don't we test that by seeing if you can break my hypnosis. You've done it before, so why not try now?" Her eyes bore into mine, burning with her held back powers.

I gulp and attempt to sound composed. "T-try me, little missy. This isn't my first rodeo, and I always come out on top."

In an instant, my world becomes hers to control.

Instinctively, I know I can easily break this charm she's placed upon me; it isn't particularly strong, and I'm not particularly weak. But that's not what I want—and more importantly, what she wants—so I allow it to take hold and guide me in what I need to do for my shining everything in this moment. Nothing else matters but her, and how hard she's willing to tug my leash.

"Feel better? Isn't it the most wonderful thing in the world to just let go?" I nod vigorously, and am rewarded with her hand tightly squeezing my sex. "Good. Now, tell me what you want."

I long to say that I want her and everything she has to offer, for her to tear me to shreds and ruin me; but I can't utter a sound besides desperate whimpers. The constriction isn't much help here, but she is far more breathtaking than a crushed rib cage. Everything about her from the intoxicating mixed scents of sweet budding flowers and sex, to the devious smile she's wearing while awaiting my answer. I long to say that I want her, but she has stolen my breath and heart with a single look.

"Sweetie, you have to tell me what you want or I won't know. Be a good girl for me, and say it." My Dolly's voice is lethal, shredding through every obstacle that dares to stand in the way of our passion like logs in a woodchipper.

"Use me as you see fit, Mistress." The simple act of saying 'Mistress' sends a shiver down my spine and gets me even more worked up than I was before.

"That's my good girl." She chuckled deviously, and I go slack in her hold.

Her tongue flicks at my neck slowly and expertly, working moans out of me like clockwork as she builds me up to an orgasm at near record speed with wordless commands. Fangs sink into my neck before she slips her lips over my sex and pushes me toward the edge of finishing. I desperately try to fuck into her face so I can give her my eggs, but she constricts me tighter until I can't move again and keeps me from reaching the crest like the little devil she is. Speaking isn't an option since she has her tail gagging me, so I whimper on and on like the little bitch I am for her. Again so close to the crest I can nearly taste it, then back down again until she decides I'm ready to be touched and thought provoked again.

A third and cruelly drawn out crest is near, and fast approaching. I moan and scream out every bit of begging I can muster despite being gagged, and it seems my prayers have finally been answered by my Goddess herself. She works at me like I owe her money, and my goddess do I deliver what is due. One, two, three, six eggs in total all enter her mouth before she pulls away to catch the last few. I manage three more for her, then slam back down onto the mattress as she unravels from around me, which releases her hypnosis' control over me. She holds up the brimstone textured eggs in front of me, grinning like the devil herself at whatever plot she's concocted this time.

"Open wide, sugar plum. I know you're hungry, so I figured I could crack a few eggs for ya." Fuck, she really knows how to get me going. I snap my jaw open, and she cracks all three in at once. I gurgle out a moan as I feel my breakfast in bed slide down my throat, nearly puncturing the mattress we just got from how hard I'm gripping the sheets.

"How'd you know what I wanted to eat, love?" I lick my teeth and prop my head up a bit with a pillow. Sitting up is definitely not happening anytime soon.

"You're the most special girl in the world to me. The least I can do is remember your favorite hangover food, right?" She caresses my cheek and nuzzles into my neck, flicking her tongue on the spot she bit as she slowly steadies her breathing.

I chuckle and put my arm around her waist. "I love you."

My Dolly giggles and tilts her head up a bit, tickling my ear with her breath. "I know."