To Meet a Model (Berial)

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It had been a long time since Lucky had gone out partying and now that she was here... she wondered HOW she had been able to stay away... So many people having a good time, peppy music anyone could dance too, and good food and stuff whenever she felt like she needed it... What, oh what, had kept her away from clubs...?

It had been a little chilly this evening and so, Sakura chose her special sweater imbued with the love of a family heirloom. While it hadn't been passed down for generations like some of the gold and chains her mother had tucked away, this one came from her too and so Sakura would do her part in making sure it would live to see the next generation! ...And look CUTE while doing it! She had considered calling up Claudia or Rachel, perhaps to see if they wanted to be her 'date' tonight... but it was already REEEEALLY late and she didn't know just how long those two stayed up when left to their own devices... She didn't want to bother them! She was perfectly capable of handling herself!

She did a quick check of everything before she went out... Purse, shoes, keys, yup... Everything was there! OKAY! Time to have some fun at the club!

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...And it had been everything she had hoped! While she wasn't dressed in anything particularly attractive (at least... compared to some of the girls here), Lucky still got compliments and whistles ALL the way to the dance-floor, several guys... and even some girls wanting to join her there! Of course, she politely refused, not wanting to get into meeting people juuuuuuust yet... That was for later! For now, she was here to PARTTTYYYYYYYYY!

...and party she did! She shook those assets like it was her divine right, feeling more free than she had in weeks! Her manga progress had been in a slump, her wrestling career had been stressing her out... and this was EXACTLY what she needed! After a good long time of just dancing her heart out among the masses, the cheerleader waded her way out of the crowd, setting herself up at the bar with a small glass of water...

"...You need to stop working yourself so hard..." She giggled to herself softly, taking a sip of her drink. "...and come here!"

Finally. A Shinjuku nightclub. Ann was finally starting to hack away at the top tier of her bucket list.

She’d scouted this little hole-in-the-wall venue weeks ago. She’d taken some time to ask around, read a few reviews. From what little she’d manage to read and translate, it seemed to be just her tastes. Electronic music, late hours, young and lively regulars. It didn’t seem all that different from the ones in Oslo. An added bonus, though, was that it was relatively close to AFW, barely a five-minute train ride. So, from time to time, it seemed to attract some pretty...saucy clientele from their shared demographics.

She simply had to visit.

Unfortunately, between her professional debut, her rising popularity, and a holiday special they wanted to work her into, she’d had very few chances to roam around too late at night. She had to dedicate large parts of her day to exercise and training. Even in the days after her matches, she’d be too exhausted to last longer than dusk. Goodness, growing old could be frightening.

But finally, after her very special match with Ari, she’d managed some time to herself. Management was still thinking of ways to properly follow up going head-to-head with the former hentai champ. She’d spent the following day or so getting clean, relaxing in herbal baths, getting all the eggnog out of her hair and pores. She was back to perfect and pristine Annette Weber, Fate’s finest gem. And tonight, Tokyo was hers.

Annette Weber:

It hadn’t been too long after dusk when Annette arrived in the club, but with how long she’d been dancing the night away, it could have very well been morning outside for all she’d know. She started off easy, steadily building as the crowd bounced and raved all around her. The Norwegian shook her hips, let her immaculate strands whip left and right around the floor. Her body bumped against each and every one that came in contact, throwing a friendly wink to anyone that looked her way, giving one friendly goer a light grind as he attempted to match her pace. For the most part, though, she danced alone. She almost never came to these sorts of occasions alone, but with all her trusted friends half a world away, there was no helping it. But she didn’t let it bother her. This was her night. She let it all go, casting every ounce of tension built up over the long weeks into the warm, humid night air.

And then she came along. Annette had no clue where she came from or when she arrived. It was as if she manifested from the electronic tunes and bass echoing all around them, an avatar rising from a single spot on the flashing tiles. Almost every eye was on her, including Annette’s, watching from behind a long row of shoulders as her dance slowed to a light shuffle, trying to keep the silver-haired woman in the center of gaze. She was young, and blessed with seemingly endless energy. There was a pull there, an irresistible allure to the aura she cast. The Norwegian felt a smile come on.

Alright, then. A challenge.

When the little firecracker finally walked away from the floor, Annette was quick to follow, watching her closely as she danced her way out from the sea of ravers. She brushed past a few shoulders and could quickly tell where the girl was heading. All the seats had been taken, but thankfully there was just large enough a space to slide in without getting too personal too quickly. She stepped in, leaning against the bar, but avoiding eye contact for the moment, pretending to inspect the selection in front of her and stealing glances from the better view she had of this woman, drinking in the lovely details she wouldn't notice from afar. She was cute, very cute. Her sunny expression and wonderful smile weren’t restricted to the dance floor, it seemed. She couldn’t resist the grin that came across her face as the mystery girl spoke.

“Well, if you insist~...” The Norwegian scooted closer towards Sakura, enough to tell what kind of lip balm she’d decided to put on for tonight. Her attention was fully on her now, turning to face the little sugarplum with a sly, saccharine smile. “I’m worried about getting too close, though. You were on fire out there. I’d hate to get burned.” She giggled and rested her elbow on the bar, cupping her cheek in her hand as she looked into pretty little thing’s eyes. “You go this hard every night?”

Sakura's words were not meant for anyone but herself... but nevertheless, they caught the attention of a woman... a woman who had been watching her for quite a bit now. She hadn't noticed her before, wrapped up in her own thoughts and personal enjoyment, but now that she had... it was a wonder how she hadn't caught her eye before! She was taller, more mature looking, dressed in a manner far more fitting for the club than her own! She looked like she was ready for a hot night on the town... and she certainly honed her hotness well! Almost instinctively, Lucky's emerald eyes quickly flicked over her figure... a figure that any girl would've craved with mouth-watering jealousy... She had the softest white-blonde hair, white but warm skin and a smile that made the cheerleader BLUSH a soft red across her nose and cheeks...

She was a cute as she was beautiful... She found herself feeling almost humbled by her!

T'was likely due to how upfront she'd been, taking Lucky's invitation for herself as one towards her! She blinked rapidly, flustered as she was showered with all these sweet compliments, her heart fluttering softly in her chest! It sounded like she had an admirer... someone who saw her tear UP that dance floor... Yeah, there were a lotta people around but... nobody approached her like this!

"I... um....... Thank you!" She stammered but quickly recovered, flashing Annette a warm smile and a cute little wink! "That's very sweet of you!" She took a sip of her water, giving the stranger her FULL attention... which was kinda hard given the setting! She really was hot... a lot cuter than her... It... It almost made her feel a little prideful that she'd caught the eye of someone such as she, that they were even talking right now! Sakura leaned in a little mimicking Annette's position with her cheek cupped in her hand, elbow resting on the table.

"I don't usually go out like this!" Sh admitted plainly. "I got some free time though so... I'm usin' it! Love this place... Everyone's dancing and singing... You never see this kinda stuff every day!"

Lucky tilted her head a little, her smile widening curiously as she extended a hand out to the stranger... Judging from her accent, she wasn't from around here... but then, a lotta people weren't! Maybe... somewhere from Europe...? She spoke VERY good Japanese though!

"I'm Sakura! But everyone calls me 'Lucky!' Nice to meet ya!"

Sakura was something special. Ann could tell that straight off. She’d heard so many things about Japan before coming here. It was a beautiful, but reserved culture. Honor, formality, and respect were taken in high regard, a unique blend of modernity and tradition shared on one island, fostered over thousands of years. That was her look at things as an outsider, at least.

But then she met Sakura, and she seriously started doubting all the assumptions she’d made. The girl - or woman, rather - was undeniably cute, but there was something more to her. She was bright, warm, both in her looks and the way she spoke. Her speech was quick and sweet, with a funny little accent even Ann could pick up on in her relatively short time around the city. There was an air about her that was just too enticing to ignore. As she listened to what she had to say, Ann only leaned further into the corner, taking in the whole sight. Despite how the native girl had decided to dress for the occasion, Annette knew a good time when she saw one. Her first Japanese party girl. Good to have variety in her experience.

They had to get to know each other.

And, unless, she was reading that wink completely backward, Sakura was feeling something similar. She didn’t seem too winded, her hair still fairly tidy for how hard she’d been working it a second ago. It was her free time, best to make the most of it. “You certainly don’t.” She giggled slightly. The bartender walked to their end of the counter, nodding her way. She waved him off, though, letting him get to someone else. She didn’t plan to stick here long.

She took Sakura’s hand, giving it a tender shake. “Annette, but please, call me Ann. Short, sweet, gets to the point. Kind of like you.” She smiled and pulled back, returning to her normal posture with her cheek in her hand. Her eyes glanced over to the dance floor, giving it a quick look over that she made sure Sakura noticed before she brought her eyes back to the sunny native. “You come here before? Tonight’s my first time, crowd around here is ridiculous. Could really use someone to...help me along the dance floor. You seem to know your stuff. Whaddya say?” She stood up and offered her hand, flashing a wink. “Feeling lucky?”

Lucky blushed as "Ann" took her hand, remarking how the cheerleader was short and sweet... MUCH LIKE the model's nickname! She couldn't help but laugh nervously at that, glancing off to the side as if to escape the intense, curious gaze of her bar-mate! Wow... she was good at saying those things... Sweet things... She was getting under her skin JUST like that... and suddenly Lucky couldn't help but want to get to know her better too...

The barkeep came around but Ann quickly brushed him off, the cheerleader raising her hand to ask for another glass of water.... but by then he was already gone... She sighed softly, watching as he left to attend to other patrons... before returning her gaze back upon the beautiful and slick Annette! She couldn't help but notice she was... a LOT closer now. Had she leaned in when she wasn't looking or... had she just moved closer? Either way, Lucky could feel the warm breath of the woman gently brush against her cheeks, everywhere they touched seeming to bloom with a light red blush! Still... her smile only widened, opening up a little at a time with Ann's forward and curious questions... Lucky finding that she had very similar ones as well... that were promptly answered ahead of time!

OH! So she was new here, huh? To the club? WELL! She just had to show her a good time now! It was her duty as a native inhabitant and advocate for such venues!

"OH! Not here, no! I've been... kinda busy with my writing and wrestling and stuffs... I usually NEVER get to go out and party like this!"

Ann mentioned that she'd need someone to get out there and show her the ropes, offering her hand out to the smaller woman with a cute little wink! What was more, she made a PUN off her own name! Sakura stared up at Annette, wideyed, stunned, her face flushing fully pink as those last two words escaped the foreigner's lips...

Ohmahgoshohmahgoshohmahgosh! She thought as she stared at that outstretched palm! Her heart was beating so fast, her body nearly freezing up with such a romantic offering! Lucky was into getting down with girls.... but something like THIS?? It had been some time since someone approached her with their hand extended, offering her a dance!

"U-u-uhm.... I.... S-sure! I'd love too!" She stammered, reaching out with her own hand to gently take Ann's! She'd give it a gentle squeeze, hopping off her stool and standing beside her, smiling up at the beautiful marvel that had scoped her out this evening... "S-s-so... uh... W-we gotta go.... like... in there... w-with the people..." She instructed nervously, pointing at the crowd before them with her free hand!

Cute. Very cute.

Ann honestly couldn’t recall if she’d ever met someone so bubbly in her entire life. Everyone here tonight was laughing and drinking and smiling, but there was something different about the Japanese sweetheart in front of her. It was like Lucky couldn’t help but smile. As if she didn’t even have to think about doing it because she had no reason not to. Ann could feel the corners of her lips curling up just by looking at her. It brightened her complexion in a way she hadn’t quite seen in the near decade she’d spent modeling, Kind. Pretty. Pleasant.

Goodness, she was going to have to check for cavities after all this.

The Norwegian afforded herself a little laugh at Lucky’s expense. Honestly, she was just happy the native clubber had taken her up on her offer, but the bashfulness that came after was the icing on the chocolate-covered cake. She reached out and grabbed the girl’s right hand with her left, leaning in from behind to whisper hotly into her ear.

“That’s where all the dancing is, Saki~.” She complimented the nickname with a sly little wink as she nudged Sakura forward. She was kind of proud of that one. “Hope you had enough to drink. I can tell it's gonna be a loooong night.”

Ann led Sakura by the hand, escorting her through the first line of bashing bodies further into the crowd. She kept the pace slow and made sure none of them would trip until her feet found an open enough spot to enjoy themselves. She turned around in the middle of the dance floor and looked Lucky’s way. She eased into the heavy electronic beats pulsing through them, letting the sensation guide her body and move to the rhythm. The model shook her shoulders, raising her hands up from her sides to get into the feeling, and rolled her hips with a step touch left and right, flowing into the beat like water through glass. Her eyes stayed on her partner, hoping to get a better, up-close view of that body dancing in the strobe light.

When Lucky took Ann's hand, the taller woman leaned in close, Lucky's blush cutting deeper and burning brighter than before as she whispered softly in her ear... In just a few moments tonight, Sakura had both attained one of the CUTEST nicknames in, like EVER... and met a woman so beautiful, she might have been descended from the gods and goddesses themselves! Lucky's emerald eyes peered up into the norwegian's nervously... but curiously and excitedly! Despite her innocent, bubbly outward appearance, this cutesy girl knew when someone was flirting with her...

...But that knowledge didn't mean it was any less impactful!

"Eheeh....heeheehee.... O-o-okay...." Lucky giggled as Ann remarked how LONG a night it would be... Oh boy, was she going for that alreadyyyy??? She... was so bold! They had only met a minute ago and stuff and... and....

...She was so beautiful, Annette... So beautiful and sweet-looking... Lucky found herself wanting to lean into the taller woman, to be taken into her arms so that they may share long, meaningful stares, tempting each other with but looks to make the first move... Sakura found herself staring at those full, perfect lips, her skin crawling as she resisted every instinct that told her to lay a BIG OL' kiss upon them! She could... they were right there... Maybe... maybe if it were a peck-

"YEEP!" She squeaked as Annette nudged her towards the crowd, eager to get this show on the road! Blushing darkly, Sakura walked ahead of Annette but it was the model who led the way, finding them a nice, cozy bit of space among the crowd where the pair would be alone to dance the night away! The two shared a glance at each other... before they let the music guide them, flowing into their bodies and making them dance like a puppeteer with his strings!

Sakura's hips softly swayed with the slow-ish electronic beat, her arms slipping all up and down her body as her hands slipped across and outlined her curves! She smiled and watched her new friend flow through the air like water swirling in a bowl, Saki giggling lightly and inching closer to the dancing model! Her breasts softly pressed and rubbed against Annette's form as the two swayed and shimmied to the tune of their song, Sakura's eyes fluttering shut as she lost herself in it's flow....

There were a few people that looked the pair’s way as they cut a path to the middle of the dance floor. Ann didn’t bother to hide the small smile that stretched on her face as she passed one pair of roving eyes after another. Let them watch. How couldn’t they? Sakura was a blazing bombshell all on her own, taking over the night with a sort of energy and radiance that was only matched by her flowery appearance. Even without her, the Norwegian was hardly one to miss with her above average height and flowing silver locks that strayed like moonlight between the myriad of lasers and explosive beats.

Ann was used to her fair share of the limelight, but something told her that the attention wouldn’t bother Lucky too much either. Oh, the color in her cheeks was a cute little detail that was hard to overlook, but it was like the instant she started dancing, all her worries just drifted away. It was a wonder to watch her body move. Water on the surface, waves in a summer breeze. She couldn’t remember anyone this

That’s right. They were here to cut loose. Ann may have kicked things off but it wasn’t long before she was following Sakura’s lead. Her hands came up to brush the ends of her flowing, silky hair, letting them fall carelessly back down as her hips swayed from side to side. Just as Lucky pushed up against her, Ann’s fulsome chest pushed back against her partner’s petite pair.

“Not bad, Silver.” The model made a slow turn on the spot, raising one arm behind her head, keeping Sakura in the corner of her gaze through the thin veil of her periwinkle locks. “You do this professionally or something? A little troupe maybe?” The Norwegian inched her way back, her perfectly rounded rear slowly but surely finding its way to Sakura’s lap. “I haven’t seen a body like yours in a looong time.”

If Lucky wasn't so into the music, so lost in her own movements with and against those of Annette, she might've just turned BRIGHT RED at the new nickname she'd been given! Not even a few minutes with this girl and she'd already been given just the cutest little pet names, names she would probably treasure as badges of PRIDE from this moment onward! Thankfully, she was so immersed in her dance, her face only BURNED a light shade of red... her already shaky smile turning even more nervous as the suave and confident Norwegian bathed her in more compliments and flattering assumptions!

"Eheh... uhm... no! N...not really....." Lucky giggled nervously, her big, emerald eyes fluttering open, catching Anne's hand sexily toy with her own hair before slowly beginning a beautiful... wonderful turn... This was the first time Lucky had gotten to see her from this angle and, unsurprisingly, she didn't disappoint! Annette was truly a fully gifted woman, her body perfectly toned, her form generous and kind, EYE-CATCHING for sure! Lucky couldn't help but analyze each and every curve, detail and other such wonders along her dance-partner's body, her eyes wide, curious... mayhaps even a bit lustful! Annnette was NOTHING if not nerverackingly beautiful... That SHE would have interest in someone like HER... It was... almost scary even! Lucky never thought of herself as overly cute, beautiful or any of those things! She just was who she was and that didn't exactly have a descriptor attached! When someone like Annette wanted to do something like this with her...

"W-wow...." was All Lucky could say when Annette's rear slowly pressed against her in her dance, Lucky's arms automatically responding by slowly... yet rhythmically wrapping around the model's waist, slowly draping around her hip-bones as they swayed together! "I... I.... Um.... th-thank you...." Her voice was nothing more than a stunned whisper, the poor girl almost delirious with so many emotions.... There was a lot of times she could even but THIS wasn't one of them! She was completely overtaken by Annette's forward and, frankly, seductive approach, the poor girl unable to even keep UP! Were this a hentai match, Anne would've won before they even started, buttering up poor Lucky to prepare her for a quick an inevitable defeat!

Lucky squinted her eyes shut hard, lips curling into a small frown as if she were fighting with herself about something... before her arms wrapped snuggly aroud Anne's middle, hugging them together just a bit.... Their bodies synced up perfectly, Annette's rear pressing deliciously against her hips where Lucky's chest pressed fully against her back... Sakura still swayed and danced lightly as she held the woman, enticing her to follow her lead... at least for a little bit!

"...F...flirt...."

Someone stopped dancing in front of them.

With all of the energy around them, the absence of any movement whatsoever stood out a million times more than a bad dancer. A young man, looked like a college student, only slightly bouncing along to the music as he stared off to his side at the two of them. His shoulders were stiff and his arms doings some kind of funky robot dance. His eyes slowly made their way from her hips up to the curves of her fulsome chest. Ann flashed him a quick wink when their eyes met that made his heart flutter. It was a cute moment. One that his girlfriend didn’t appreciate as she swatted him upside the head and stormed off the dance floor.

Ann laughed as she watched him follow her, or maybe that was from the feeling of Sakura’s hands wrapping around her waist. She enjoyed the contact while it was there, placing her hands over Lucky’s and swaying from side to side as she followed her motions, bringing their bodies into one through their shared rhythm.

Her partner certainly didn’t seem to mind the attention. Annette could feel the slight change in her body language, feel the eagerness in her warm body as it brushed against hers. The Norwegian’s blood grew hot beneath the surface. Even if she could only see her out of the corner of her eye, Ann could feel Lucky’s eyes all over. She hummed lightly to herself in satisfaction, brushing her hair to one side with light whip to afford the native a better view of what was hers to enjoy. She had to admit, dancing wasn’t the only thing she had on her mind when she went out tonight.

“Ah! Wha? Me? A flirt?” She spoke with feigned surprise. Her hand reached over her shoulder, looking over her shoulder into the Japanese girl’s eyes as she traced a finger along her cheek. “Where did you get such a crazy idea?”

Ann giggled playfully and eased her back up against the smaller woman, feeling those petite breasts against the curve of her back. The pair surfed and rocked to the beat of the club. Pressed so tightly together amidst the sea of rocking bodies, it would have been impossible to slip a coin between the two of them.

“So tell me. Why Lucky? It fits, don’t get me wrong, but definitely not one of the words I’d use.” She finished with a wink to her.