Private A night of fun

[Malyssa moddol]

zeltros

One of the many nightclubs

Prystill Oasay

Malyssa wore a strapless yellow dress as she danced around the night clubs dance floor and heels. Pheromones where thick in the air and alcohol flowed like water as club music filled the air she danced with the grace of an echani warrior. But more more alluring to garner the attention of a lucky person whoever they where that she would allow to party with her through the night and maybe into tomorrow morning or afternoon aswell. Who ever they may be she was buying of course they would have a massive hangover by the time they where done more than likely if history repeated itself. Most of the patrons eyes where on her but none had the courage to approach. As the music pulsed and she let the pheromones do their work making her half zeltron physiology feel what it could as she let her worries slip away as she danced.

 

[Prystill Oasay]

Objective: Escape the monotony of the Confederation for a night of fun
Location: Zeltros Nightclub
Outfit: Club Outfit
Tags: Malyssa moddol

Prystill could tell the moment she stepped foot outside of the starport on Zeltros that she would going to have no trouble forgetting the tedious tasks that she was routinely given by Prefect Tron. The Theelin assistant didn't mind the jobs. That was what she had signed up for. It was a change of pace that Prystill had desired, learning things that she had never thought possible to learn as she grew up a slave of the Hutts and later the Sith.

The rigors of being a politician's aide however were not something that Prystill could not handle. She had done it for a while now. Sitting in on meetings, making notes, getting lessons on logistics and economics from the Prefect. But at some point Prystill's nature created a ton of angst within the young Theelin. She longed to dance, maybe to sing, but definitely to be in an environment that had nothing to do with Confederation business. And there were few places that could take Prystill further away from the life she had chosen than Zeltros.

Arriving late in the day Prystill was not able to take in the beauty of the local beaches, that would have to wait til tomorrow. For today she made her way into the brightly colored city, checked into her hotel, had a small dinner and found a nice party spot. The pheromones of a club full of Zeltrons was something that would make any being feel happy. Prystill was usually happy, that was not her problem. Even in boredom she managed to be upbeat. All thoughts of finding the Zeltron version of karaoke went out the window for Prystill, with the combination of the music and the pheromones hitting her all she wanted to do was dance.

As Prystill took to the dance floor the other beings in the club had become nothing more than a blur. Feet moved, hips swayed, hands glided through the air. Occasionally Pry even grazed against another dancer. They were just part of the experience though. She wasn't looking for a partner. Then as she did a slow spin her eyes locked on one of the other dancers. The one that caught Prystill's eye was dressed in yellow and danced in a combination of the sparring that Pry had seen when accompanying the Prefect to Cholganna and the graceful dancing that Prystill had learned to please the Hutt she belonged to.

Prystill felt the same subtle pheromone driven attraction that she felt to the other Zeltrons present in the club. But there was something else with this one. Something perhaps dark, though you couldn't tell it merely from looking at her. Managing to peel her eyes from the subject of her attention for a short moment, Prystill wondered what no one approached the beautiful woman. As she looked, Prystill knew that she was not the only one who had fancied this dancer. But everyone else stood back. Odd for Zeltrons who didn't usually care about more than having a good time.

Maybe this one had a reputation that was not well looked upon by the other Zeltron present. Prystill didn't care about that. In a day or two she would be heading back to New Alderaan or somewhere else in the Confederation. This trip was about letting go and having fun. This girl who caught her eye looked like she would be fun. Keeping with the beat of the music, Prystill danced closer to the object of her focus. Once close enough Prystill reached out and tapped the girl on the shoulder. "I'm Prystill. I'd love to dance with you…get a drink…"

 

[Malyssa moddol]

Outfit: strapless yellow dress
Prystill Oasay

Malyssa danced sensually in a warrior type dance her skin glistened in the club light people where enthralled by her moves she hadn't felt or seen the theelin woman enter she was to busy enjoying her dancing. To pay attention to those who came or whent several had tried to hit on her before prystill got where shot down so none others tried to dance with her.

As she danced the music was loud her pheromones blended with others as she danced that's when she noticed the theelin woman dancing the half zeltron was mildly interested but would see if the other woman would make the first move. As she continued dancing before she felt the tap on her shoulder she turned to lock eyes with the woman. "Well prystill id love to dance with you and get a drink my name is malyssa and im buying" she said back as she still danced.

But now danced with prystill as she wrapped an arm around the woman's waist dragging her in close and locking eyes with her as malyssa guided her in their dance. Malyssa's pheromones thick in the air between the two of them as she kept the two of their bodies close. the sensuality of their dance could captivate the blind. She leaned to the woman's ear and whispered "why only one drink how about a couple id love to get to know you over them" she said seductively with a grin as she pulled her head away. Still leading prystill in dance.

 

[Prystill Oasay]

Objective: Escape the monotony of the Confederation for a night of fun
Location: Zeltros Nightclub
Outfit: Club Outfit
Tags: Malyssa moddol

The woman introduced herself as Malyssa and agreed to a dance making Prystill grin and take a step in closer. She felt an arm wrap around her waist, instinct had her accept the presence, but she was caught off-guard a little causing Pry to give a nervous giggle to collect herself. After the initial shock of such an aggressive first move, Pry easily returned to the flow of the music. Allowing her hips to sway in a combination of her own instincts to the pulse of the music and the gentle, burning touch of her new partner.

Prystill's body continued to flow with the music, she wondered if the Zeltrons had a full bar. Knowing that getting drunk wasn't really an option for them. The options would likely be more tilted towards taste more than potency. The thought of what she would order to drink, since Malyssa was buying quickly disappeared when her partner's pheromones hit hard. Prystill gave a sensual purr and put an arm around Malyssa's shoulder as Malyssa moved so close that she could whisper in Prystill's ear.

As Malyssa moved back from the whisper to continue their dance, Prystill's hand glided down the half Zeltron's arm. She moved closer, her stomach pressing against Malyssa's. Running her hand quickly through Malyssa's hair she exposed her ear and gave a whisper of her own. "After this song we go to the bar…I see no reason to stop at one drink. Especially if you're picking up the tab."

 

[Malyssa moddol]

Prystill Oasay
Outfit: strapless yellow dress

A smirk came to malyssas mouth as prystill didn't pull away from her and instead danced with her like this. This woman might be fun after all she picked up on the woman's nervousness at first but was glad she got over it and was welcoming to mallysas directness. As the two women danced the half zeltron sensed other patrons looking their way she couldn't blame them two gorgeous women dancing together would draw most eyes.

To atleast a glance Atleast she didn't mind she was gonna focus on the woman on her arm tonight she could feel that the woman needed to relieve stress and have fun malyssa would oblige to the best of her ability. As they danced their bodies moved to the music their hips swayed malyssa felt prystill come closer to her pressing their bodies together she could feel malyssas abs malyssa smiled as she felt the woman's hand go through her hair "I'll buy you every drink you want" she said. Honestly and playfully the drinks here where very tasteful and some where made specifically to get zeltron drunk.

As they danced she felt prystills arm on her shoulder then go down her toned arm the theelin woman could feel malyssas hand go to her waist as malyssa locked eyes with prystill. Her eyes welcoming as her body guided prystill as they danced together sensually her pheromones filling the area around them combining with the pheromones of the other zeltrons.

 

[Prystill Oasay]

Objective: Escape the monotony of the Confederation for a night of fun
Location: Zeltros Nightclub
Outfit: Club Outfit
Tags: Malyssa moddol

Prystill's mind felt like it was swimming in a warm, fragrant ocean. Malyssa's closeness was intoxicating, a powerful force that seemed to melt away every conscious thought, every lingering shred of self-doubt she'd walked in with. The half-Zeltron's pheromones were a sweet, dizzying cloud, and combined with the ambient scent of the club—the collective joy and desire—it created a potent, head-spinning cocktail.

She was vaguely aware of the onlookers, their eyes drawn like magnets, but the awareness was distant, unimportant. All that mattered was the solid, captivating presence of the woman in her arms.

When Malyssa's hand settled onto her waist, a shiver, purely electric, shot through Prystill. The move was possessive, guiding, and Prystill leaned willingly into the pressure, her own movements becoming bolder, less inhibited. Her arm, already draped over Malyssa's shoulder, tightened its grip, her fingers tracing the toned muscle beneath the fabric of Malyssa's top before sliding down to rest against her bicep.

Their hips were moving together now, a slow, intimate grind set to the pulse of the music. Prystill's body was a magnet to Malyssa's, pressing closer until she could feel the hard, smooth line of the other woman's abdomen beneath the touch of her own midriff. Malyssa's eyes, welcoming and deep, held her captive, communicating volumes without a single word.

The suggestion about buying drinks broke the spell momentarily, though Prystill's voice sounded husky and breathy as she responded, her focus still completely on Malyssa.

"Every drink I want?" Prystill let out a low, breathless laugh, shaking her head. "Oh, believe me, I feel drunk already. Once the song is done we will hit the bar."

Her eyes dipped briefly to Malyssa's lips, then quickly back up, a heated, reckless excitement bubbling up inside her. Her palm slid to the back of Malyssa's neck, pulling them even closer, the dance becoming less about the music and more about the connection between their bodies.

 

[Malyssa moddol]

Prystill Oasay
Outfit: strapless yellow dress

Malyssa was enjoying the dance with prystill their bodies intertwined on the dance floor their bodies where electric. Malyssa was also entranced by prystills body up against her own.

The music was pulsing and the eyes on the two women only emboldened Malyssa as their bodies grinned together. On the dance floor feeling her body through her dress as they danced. Knowing full well that her dance partner was going to be fun to have around tonight.

She smiled at the part where prystill said she already felt drunk as the music continued for a short bit longer she saw the woman's glance at her lips. Giving malyssa an idea as the song ended Malyssa lifted up prystills leg with her hand. Malyssa leaned in giving prystill a passionate and lustful kiss as she lowered prystill down a bit holding her in place with her other arm.

Holding the pose for a couple of seconds after the song ended malyssa helped prystill to her feet and pulled back from the kiss she smiled as she looked at prystill as she led her to the bar. "Sorry if the kiss was to forward" she said as she sat down on a bar stool. Looking at the bartender "the drinks for the lovely lady are on me" she said as the bartender nodded.

 

[Prystill Oasay]

Objective: Escape the monotony of the Confederation for a night of fun
Location: Zeltros Nightclub
Outfit: Club Outfit
Tags: Malyssa moddol

Prystill's breath hitched, the sudden, demanding pressure of Malyssa's mouth against hers cutting through the hazy euphoria of the dance. The world, already spinning from the music and the proximity of this intoxicating woman, momentarily stopped.

The kiss wasn't just passionate; it was a hungry, electric jolt, one that tasted of desire and the sweet, dizzying promise of a night that had just truly begun. Malyssa's hand, firm against Prystill's raised thigh, kept her pinned in the moment, a silent, powerful command to feel it all.

When Malyssa finally pulled back, Prystill was trembling, the blood pounding in her ears louder than the ghost of the club's music. The apology that followed felt less like regret and more like a charming formality.

Prystill returned the smile, a slow, languid thing that didn't quite reach her eyes—those eyes were still utterly consumed by the woman across from her. Without a word, she reached out, cupping the side of Malyssa's jaw, and leaned in, returning the kiss with equal, unrestrained hunger. This kiss was slower, a savoring, a definite claim that left no room for doubt.
Pulling back only when she needed air, Prystill settled onto the bar stool beside Malyssa, smoothing the fabric of her dress.

"Forward?" Prystill chuckled, the sound slightly breathless and husky. She waved a dismissive hand, the gesture sweeping away the notion completely. "Don't be ridiculous, darling."

She then turned her attention to the bartender, leaning an elbow on the bar.

"My savior here is buying," Prystill said, casting a quick, heated glance at Malyssa, "so make it worth the trouble. Something that will knock the residual buzz of a dance floor kiss right out of my head. I need strong."

When the bartender returned with a drink Prystill slammed it back quickly. It was just as strong as she had asked for, but the dizzying effect of the dance and kiss shared with Malyssa was even greater still. "So what now? Chit chat? Another drink? Another dance?… Prystill bit her lower lip and looked Malyssa up and down. She knew the night was still young but all the possibilities were dancing around inside Prystill's head.

 

[Malyssa moddol]

Prystill Oasay

Malyssa was glad prystill didn't overreact to her kiss maybe she would enjoy tonight after all and have company tonight and beautiful company at that. As they began walking towards the bar Malyssa made no attempt to stop her pheromones or lessen them as she was with prystill when the woman came in to kiss Malyssa back malyssa was a little surprised. But accepted it wholly as she kissed back her arms wrapped around prystill for aslong as the kiss was a thing letting her go when the kiss ended.

"I'm glad" she said as she walked with prystill as she then sat down with prystill at the bar.

The half zeltron chuckled at prystill when she said savior she sat there as the bartender brought her the same drink. She downed it in one gulp as she then looked at the woman next to her as prystill spoke "I'm gonna leave that up to you I'm just here for the ride" she said honestly as she sat there looking the woman over.

 

[Prystill Oasay]

Objective: Escape the monotony of the Confederation for a night of fun
Location: Zeltros Nightclub
Outfit: Club Outfit
Tags: Malyssa moddol

Prystill's head hummed with a delightful mixture of pleasure, the deep thrum of the music, and the heady rush of Malyssa's pheromones, which were now enveloping her like a warm, intoxicating cloud. She downed the first drink with reckless abandon and gave Malyssa a huge smile. "You are a brave woman giving control over to a stranger under the influence of drink and your hypnotizing presence." Prystill's leg snaked out around Malyssa's waist and pulled her close. The Theelin's other leg wrapped around as well. "Or maybe this just your plan and I am falling for it."

Prystill leaned in and took another passionate kiss from Malyssa. Her hands glided over Malyssa's sides noting toned muscle and feminine curves. As lips parted she asked for a second drink. This trip was about letting her hair down. She was going to do it right. Prystill allowed herself a slow, satisfied smile, her emerald eyes shining, as she relaxed her legs just a hair. She kept one hand resting lightly on Malyssa's hip, her thumb tracing small, possessive circles on the smooth fabric of her dress.

"Then the ride isn't over yet, my beautiful Zeltron," Prystill murmured, her voice a low, throaty purr that only Malyssa could hear over the music. She leaned in conspiratorially. "I want another dance. A proper one. You were just warming up before," she challenged, giving the half-Zeltron a playful squeeze and then releasing her hold on the woman's waist.

Without waiting for a verbal reply, Prystill slipped off the bar stool. She pulled Malyssa by the hand, her gaze locked firmly on the woman she was claiming for the night. The Theelin led them back onto the dance floor, deftly maneuvering them into a small space where the lights were dim and the bass was heavy.

Prystill didn't pause for conversation this time. The moment they were in position, she wrapped herself around Malyssa. She pressed her front firmly against the half-Zeltron's back, leaning her weight against her as the music reached a crescendo. Prystill began to sway, a slow, deliberate rhythm, grinding her hips against Malyssa's with a sensual confidence that left no room for doubt about her intentions. She moved with the grace of a predator, owning the space, letting the heat of their bodies generate a private, electric tension amidst the crowd.

She dropped her head to rest her cheek lightly against the back of Malyssa's neck, breathing in the scent of her skin and the potent pheromones. "Better than the bar, isn't it?" she whispered. "This ride... it has a beat." Then Prystill started to sing in time with the music a soft sultry sound. The words were actually a poem by a Zeltron author, but Prystill's talent and her pheromone haze allowed her to blend it with the music seamlessly:

My skin is flushed, neon bright,
Can you feel the current tonight?
Your aura's hot, a siren's gleam,
Caught within my Zeltros dream.

The air is thick, the bass drum low,
Move closer, let our colors flow.
Your pheromones, a hazy shroud,
Lost in this pulsing, hungry crowd.

Just a touch—a spark of pure delight,
Igniting shadows in the endless night.
A thrill that sings beneath your robes,
While the beat keeps pushing where the feeling goes…

Tell me, what fire do you hide?
Let your shields fall, and step inside.