Ever seen a peep show baby?

She was about to find out.

Soren's hand stayed firm around the wolf's, leading her down the dark stairs to the nondescript door. Cleaner than one would imagine. Soren wouldn't take his new little playmate to some dump for her first time. Oh no, he wanted a live peep show, which often started as a strip tease on stage and ended up as sex for all the audience to watch and enjoy. It was mostly clean. Let's face it, the business was dirty. The musk on the air heavy with lust, the lighting dim except for the colors painting over the performers on the stage. Two women and a man - the show just starting with a strip tease.

"Just in time, babe."

Soren spun, slipping around Marie, arms sliding around her waist. "Pick one." His fingers worked under her shirt to press against the warm skin of her abdomen. His lips touched against the shell of her ear as he whispered, already feeding a touch of power into the wolf shift, feeding the growing anticipation he felt into her, her end feeling it more strongly than himself. "On the stage. Which one do you want to see dance just for us?"

Marie didn't know where they were going to be honest. Oddly enough, she didn't care. The man was sexy as hell and was really enough to make her do anything he asked. That and because there was something about him that was so alluring. Even as he lead her by the hand down the darkly lit stairs, though she really had no problem seeing in the dark being a wolf and it seemed quite clean but still she didn't know where they were. She was very anxious as to what was going to take place or happen though. Her eyes washing over the faces of the people she saw. She tilted her head slightly as she saw three people on stage; two women and one man. She was enthralled to say the least.

So quickly, Soren as at her waist, sliding his arms around her. She couldn't help but smile warmly at the touch and the feeling it gave her really. Goosebumps formed at his next touch and the whispered, her feeling only heightening. How was that even possible? She didn't question it for much longer. Her heart rate racing to the max as he asked again. Her eyes took them all in as she tried to decide which one she wanted. There was one that looked a bit exotic, one of the females and that's the one she pointed to. "That one," she answered practically purring the words out. Did wolves even purr? She didn't even think on it really, it left her mouth and that was enough for her. She had to bite her lip at how alive she felt right now.

"Mm, good choice."

Soren was hoping she'd pick one of the women instead of the man. Not that there was anything wrong with men. Women were nicer on the eyes and more fun to watch. Men were rather limited. Soren's teeth grazed Marie's ear, ending in a sharp nip before he slipped past her and up to the stage. Every step conveying his confidence, power. He held out his hand to the exotic beauty, eyes trailing down her span of dark skin. She took his hand, climbing off the stage and shamelessly pressing against him. "Yes, you'll do ever so nicely. Give us a private show, will you?"

The words were spoken as a whisper to the woman's ear, but Marie would be able to hear it just fine. He pushed money into the performer's hand and nudged her toward Marie. The Thai woman smiled, reaching out to brush her hands along Marie's cheeks, running down the sides of her neck, over the curve of her breasts. She didn't stop, the touch leading down Marie's abdomen before the woman took Marie's hand and lead her toward a narrow hall.

"Down, down into the rabbit's hole we go~"

Soren fell into step behind Marie, setting his hands on her shoulders. The woman ahead opened a door, gesturing them inside before shutting it. It was small, cramped, and truly meant for one person. It had a slanted seat built into the wall across from the plexiglass window, shuttered close for the moment. A slot to feed bills into the room on the other side glowed, demanding attention. Soren had other ideas at the moment, such as pushing Maria flush against the wall. He swept her dark hair away from her neck, nuzzling against her pulse. "Ready to have some fun, she-wolf?"

Had Marie done this before? Absolutely not. This was by all means a first for her but was she about to walk out? Answer was easy, no. This was hot, fuck, this was fucking sexy as hell. Why hadn't she met this man much sooner? She didn't even care that this was a one night kind of thing all she knew was she was on an elation high right now, lust purely rolling off the wolf's skin. Her body shivering lightly from the desire that elevated from her. A tremble through her veins. She heard Soren's words just fine from where she was thanks to her special shifter senses. She simply beamed with lust at both the woman and Soren as she woman walked over to her.

The touch of the woman exciting her but not as much as Soren's touch. And man did she crave to feel his touch again. She bit at her lip once again as the girl took her hand and lead her toward a narrow hall. His touch on her shoulders made a smile on her face appear, bigger than it was before. They were in a small cramped room before she knew it, her eyes taking it in. Marie's breath was caught when she was push up against the wall and his breath upon her skin. Her heart literally skipping. "I was born ready," she murmured breathlessly. And man was she.

"I hope so, she-wolf, because tonight is going to be a first of many things for you."

Sweet promises he made with those words, and even sweeter promises were made by his fingers that had slipped under her arms, brushing over the cloth cover her breasts before loosening the ties of her shirt to make her cleavage more viewable. Feather light his touch ran over the skin just above the lacy bra, feeding more of his karma energy into her core. He liked the heated aroma rising off he's new pet's skin. He was arouse with the anticipation of what was to come - and he wanted to make the she-wolf slick between her thighs well before his fingers ever found their way down.

Speaking of down, Soren's hand tracked down her sides, skimming around her waist to undo the top button of her jeans. Her pressed his body into hers from behind, firm and letting her feet he was starting to get worked up over their impromptu fun. The next moment he'd turned, facing the window instead of Marie's eager body. "It's time to get our show riled up."

Snatching her hand, Soren guided it to the buttons of his shirt - Marie could figure it out from there - tossed a hundred into the slot and leaned both hands against the plexiglass. The shutters keeping the two rooms apart lifted to reveal the Thai woman almost stark naked on the other side. She was already dancing, black heels with laces twining up her legs like snakes. "Come on honey, excite me and I'll show you the world tonight."

The words were for the dancer, but they were true enough for Marie. The dancer came closer to the window, hands running down her body, drawing attention to all the right areas. Soren grinned, a crooked and sly thing as he glance at Marie. "Go on, tell her what you want. I've paid enough that she'll listen very well."

Sexually aroused didn't even begin to explain the feelings that were coursing through her very veins, boiling on the edge of her tongue. Oh the promises his words meant as he spoke them. A rumble forming in her chest fighting to be released, her wolf brushing the surface. The way his fingers worked upon her skin and the material that kept their skin from touching each other. Images of her body upon his ran through her mind filling pleasures behind her eyelids as she briefly closed her eyes. She could easily hear her heart pounded in her ears.

Her breath simply catching here and there at his touches. Then the pressing of his body simply sent shivers through her body again, her skin holding goosebumps. She felt as if she was on this high, a high she has never been on before. Faintly she could feel him feeling worked up but then he turned facing away from her. It sadden her for a moment but then he guided her hands to the buttons of his shirt and easily she began to unbutton each one with a slowness that created sexual suspense. She looked over to see the shutters moving and the woman that she had picked out was dancing. For some reason, this excited Marie. Well, she was into women too so it wasn't too much of a surprise that she got excited. She heard his words of exciting him and showing the world and she couldn't help but grin.

Marie looked at Soren when he glanced at her and told her to tell the dancer what she wanted. Marie had never done this so she paused for a moment watching the girl who was now closer to the window. She wanted to see the woman to draw more attention her breasts more, make her hands run over the more, flicking of the nipple before moving downward and that's exactly what she requested of the woman. Marie had made it to his last button on his shirt, pealing it slightly away from his skin and letting her fingers dance along his skin.

Soren continued to lean against the clear glass, his eyes trained on the dance with great interest. He liked hearing Marie give the woman orders and to see them obeyed. That sent his pulse rising more than the actual show being put on for their benefit. The idea cross Soren's mind that he should have taken Marie to a bondage club instead, making her give commands, tightening leather straps for obedience, to someone else would have been hot. Or hell, even doing it to her to make her inner wolf whine would have been divine. C'est la vie~

As the woman kneaded her breasts, thumbs rolling over nipples, Soren flicked the tip of his tongue - a forked blue tongue - against the window where her nipples hovered. Hn, slightly salty. Soren chuckled at the almost frightened look he earned from the woman. What, was she not use to getting the usual freaks this late of night? The next moment he erased the uneasy gleam to the woman's eyes by reflecting his aroused state onto her. Watching her hands shift from 'business' to 'pleasure' mode delighted him. Now she too could be involved in their fun.

He rolled his shoulders, getting rid of the button up before peeling off his wife beater to reveal the flawless physique of his immortal body. A rich tan all over with a sculpted, tone torso - sidhe were beautiful creatures. Perfect beings. He turned on Marie, switching their positions so the wolf was facing the window and excited dancer instead of him. His hands roamed up her shirt, pushing it over her head and offer her arms - leaving the bra on.

"Go on, dance with her."

Soren was use to getting what he wanted, finding most people to be at his mercy when he put his hand of power against them. He did so ever love that sense of power he got. His hands skimmed around her waist, tugging her jeans down to leave her matching lace-edged panties behind. Mm, Soren admired the curve of her thighs and buttocks, slowly kneeling on the floor to finish removing the pants.

Marie bit at her lip as she watched the woman do exactly what she instructed. That made Marie's inner wolf go crazy and surge even more forward. The dominance in her wolf just resounding, begging to come forth and be released but she held it back. Oddly enough, she had great control over her beast and when it was allowed out and when it wasn't. Though, she's never had this high of a level of lust and desire before. It was like pouring off of her with waves, rippling towards him.

He rolled his shirt off then the wife-beater beneath it and she was in awe of the skin below it. He was so...perfect and flawless. She hadn't ever realized she was staring until he turned her and it was now her facing the dancer. More shivers ran through her body at his touch as he removed her clothing, her whole body excited for this. Never had she met someone as beautiful as him, or someone who could make her feel this live during lust and desire. Then he told her to go on and dance with the girl. She felt giddy all of sudden.

She waited for him to finish removing her pants before she stepped out of them, heels still on before she moved towards the dancer to dance with her. Marie moved in close to the girl mimicing the dance she was doing before she reached out her hands to her, her fingers dancing along the skin of the girl's side. She didn't know if she was allowed to touch her or not but that didn't stop Marie from doing so. She turned, looking at Soren for a moment a sliver of twinkle in her eyes before she turned back to the dancer. She was only hoping she was exciting him as much as he was exciting her.

The glass still parted the two women from actually touching, but the way Marie's fingers slide over the glass gave the impression the two were actually brushing skin to skin. Soren watched them, three-ringed irises of the fey showing through, and fed his hand of power between them. He began to slowly rise, fingers dancing along the warm skin of Marie's thigh. Higher and higher his touched moved until he was standing. One hand passing feather-light over the thin material of her panties, lightly stroking the moist spot.

His other hand curled around her waist, pulling her hips back - the pushing her torso toward the dancer and window. He shifted behind her, pushing the bulge in his pants against the round of her ass now presented to him. The rough fabric of his jeans rubbed slowly against her lacy garments. It'd only be right, Soren thought with a shameless smirk, to take the she-wolf from behind.

Soren continued to stroke Marie through the fabric of her panties, the scent of her lust intoxicating. He wanted her rocking - begging for him to take her. A wicked smile was directed at the dancer who was kissing her side of the glass as if she could reach Marie's lips. Her one hand lowering from breast down to her own heat growing between her legs. Mm, yes, Soren reward the dancer with a hot flash of pleasure for her actions. Even through the plexiglass her moan could be heard. He wondered how long it would take for him to get her writing on the floor - without even touching her.