Many demons had expressed an interest in the outing, but work and other commitments mean they ended up with a group of five.
"Where are the other girls?" Malice asked, seeing two of the girls who were meant to be going had yet to show up to the dock their boat was leaving from.
"They couldn't come," Deliya replied. "Only one of them could afford it. The other wouldn't come without her."
"Five's not a bad sized group," Kohl pointed out.
It had been hard enough to find a time when that many of them were all free. As it was they were going on what would be the quietest night of the week, because they usually worked the nights when demons with better jobs went out to have fun.
They'd all dressed up for the occasion. Their lips were stained blood purple, gold eyeliner rimmed their lashes. They wore perfume of crushed flowers and ash.
They clambered aboard the long, narrow canal boat and signalled to the driver. He whipped a large beast on the bank which was harness to the bow. It made a disgruntled noise and started walking, towing the boat through the dark tunnels of black water.
It took two hours for them to travel the distance to the club. It was in an upmarket area, full of entertainment venues and places to have fun. There were undoubtedly other lust clubs nearby, but the Lascivious Ballroom was the only one they knew of by name. It was tucked away in the energetic streets that were lit with coloured fires and full of nightlife. Twisted gold pillars supported a living awning of dark vines, plump, glowing fruit lighting the inside with pink orbs. A uniformed incubus greeted them at the door with a nod and the young demons descended into the club. Inside was richly decorated. Hand painted tiles adorned the walls and floor, while windows of stained glass let coloured light drift into the spaces. Partitions and pillars with curtains created more secluded areas, but there were no doors and little privacy. That wasn't the point of places like this.
The group wandered through, and settled in a space with a couple of free futons. Rexel went to get them some refreshments while the others got comfortable on the black leather. Kohl curled up behind Malice and played with her tail. A couple on a futon nearby eyed them off. The female smiled at them with amusement and went back to sucking her partner's dick. Rexel came back with two jugs of some kind of juice cocktail. Trailing behind him was a waitress in a red dress carrying a platter of luscious treats. She took one look at the group and smirked.
"Aww, young ones. It's your first time here, isn't it? Don't be shy. Just let go and have fun."
"How come everyone knows it's our first time?" Havoc asked.
"Because no one's fucking yet?" Malice suggested.
"Well, I know my face is giving away the fact I have no idea what to do here." Deliya said.
Now finished her friend, the female from the futon got up and walked over to the curtains sectioning them off from whatever lie in front of them. She pulled on the gold cord, drawing them apart.
"Watch them. It might help inspire you," she said as she returned to her lover.
The area they were seated in curved around what they could now see was a sunken floor, with futons in the centre. Sitting on the mezzanine level, the demons had a prime view of the action below. There were others watching from other booths around the circle, but the several demons involved in the orgy didn't seem perturbed by the audience. The female in the middle seemed to be leading the show. She had two males fawning over her huge breasts and a female by her feet, licking her way up the demon's legs. The younger demons watched, drinking cups of juice and eating their petit fours.
Malice wished alcohol didn't make them sick. They could really use something to loosen them up. The only way they got intoxicated was from feeding on human souls.
Kohl pressed a cake to her lips. She took the bite sized treat in her mouth and chewed. Then she licked at his fingertips while he kissed her shoulder. His hand moved to the strap there and followed it under the top of her dress. He found her nipple piercing and squeezed. She leaned back into him and arched her neck.
