A little flirting never hurt anyone.
Inaki wasn't sure what led his feet to the stingy bar. Lately, he hadn't been feeling himself. He couldn't concentrate at work and he couldn't remember the last time he had a good night's sleep. Dark things haunted his dreams, a terrible endless abyss from which there was no escape. It felt as if this thing was reaching out to him, calling to him, and he needed a distraction. It came in the form of a size seven dress, long and curvaceous and as lonely as him it seemed. He had spotted her instantly at the bar, but who couldn't? She was nearly popping out of her sleek dress as she stirred her clear liquor ever so slowly, eyeing every man in the room like a starving wolf. When her eyes settled on him, he felt lifted out of his skin, as if she was looking right through him and capturing his soul. What surprised him more was the fact that he felt he had seen those eyes before somewhere, but could not place it. He sat two chairs down from her and ordered the strongest drink his overworked mind could think of. She wasted no time in approaching him however, and soon he was drowning in her seductive scent.
She asked him simple questions with a smoky voice, and he found himself soon lost in its allure. Something in the back of his mind was telling him to turn away, to flee while he was still in control. But as he watched her trace her glass with a red painted nail, the voice slowly faded, and his desire for release called to him. In her, he knew he would find a distraction from his recent afflictions; just for one night, he could be rid of his dreams. Besides, a little flirting never hurt anyone.
It wasn't long before he found himself pressed against the hard brick wall of the bar as her hands drank in his body. He kissed her mouth greedily, tasting the bitter liquor on her tongue as she pulled at his blonde locks. She found a way beneath his plain shirt and scratched her nails against his sides, eliciting a moan from his lips.
"I've been looking for you," she said.
"Yeah…?" He was too distracted to listen as he fought to find the zipper of her barely there attire. He decided it was pointless, and placed his hands beneath the hem, pleased to find she had thought to prepare for an occasion like this. In one quick motion, he switched their positions, and lifted her up against the wall by her bare ass.
"Do you want me?" she whispered against his hungry mouth, wrapping her legs around him for more support.
"Gods yes…."
"I want you too, more than you know," she replied, and reached between them, granting him his release. He had never done something as rash as this before, but the fire in her strange eyes seemed to make the darkest of his desire spring forth, and as they lost themselves in passion he embraced the abyss, letting it fuel his desire instead of fearing it. He could feel it in his mind and body, some ancient power just waiting to be fully released.
The alleyway became quiet, as their cries were now only distant echoes against the hard walls. Separated from her the darkness seemed once more a terrible thing, and he found himself dressing quickly and avoiding her intrusive stare. He began to realize he had crossed some invisible line within his mind, and wanted nothing more than to flee before it was too late. She seemed to sense his apprehension and stepped in front of him and his escape, her red hair on fire from the far streetlights.
"Going so soon? Don't you even want to know my name?"
"No," he shook his head resolutely. "This was a mistake. I've got to go." He pushed past her, his hands shaking at his sides.
"But I know your name -- Jadeite."
As if the soles of his feet melted suddenly to the pavement, he became stationary as her words cut through his mind. It wasn't long before she was before him again. Her attire had changed to a long flowing gown, and as a long nail scraped against his cheek, visions and voices filled his mind. The darkness seeped closer in response, coming out of his dreams and into this living nightmare. It spoke to him, and as the words became clear, his eyes widened in surprise.
"Beryl…."
"Good," she smiled before shoving her thumbs into his eyes, and all he now saw was the dark abyss.
