10th October, 2023

It's been nine days since the horrendous night, nine days since Johnathan slipped from their clutches. The memories of that fateful night still haunt them, the sounds of gunfire and sinister laughter echoing in their minds. They had fought fiercely, but in the end, Johnathan had since been one step ahead, leaving them slightly discouraged but relieved to be alive.

The wounds they had sustained during the battle are mostly healed now, thanks to Andrea. She has worked tirelessly to tend to their injuries, the gentle touch of her hands bringing comfort and relief. Their spirits, though bruised and battered, are still a force of nature. They may have lost the battle, but they are determined not to lose the war.

one of the girls - the weeknd, jennie, lily-rose depp

Sailor's birthday is here, and her friends know that she needs a break from the stresses of life. They all know that life hasn't been easy for her lately and want to make sure she has a night to remember. So they made a promise to Sailor - a wild night out filled with drinks, dancing, and even a meeting with an informant who has some valuable information they need.

She enters the club with her friends, her dewy face glows under the soft lights, giving her an ethereal quality that seems to draw all eyes to her. The glitter from her lip gloss catches the light just so, making her lips look like two shimmering stars in the night sky. But it is her eyes that truly captivate everyone in the room. Smokey black eyeliner rims her eyes, creating a sultry, mysterious look that is both alluring and fierce.

The dark lines accentuate the deep pools of her eyes, making them seem even more mesmerizing than usual. It is the glitter eyeshadow that sets her apart from the rest. The shimmering particles catch the light and make her eyes sparkle like precious gems, drawing everyone in like moths to a flame.

The smooth fabric of her black, dress accentuates her figure, the way it cinches at her waist and flares out at the hips. The plunging neckline reveals just the right amount of cleavage. Her black high-knee platform boots add an extra edge to her ensemble, giving her a sense of power and authority.

Zane slings his arm over Sailor's shoulders. "Welcome to Esmeralda's. The hottest underground club in London," he says with a mischievous grin.

The underground club for criminals is a place shrouded in secrecy and darkness. Located in a hidden corner of the city, this exclusive hotspot is known only to those involved in the criminal underworld. The entrance is discreet, with a bouncer stationed outside to keep unwanted guests at bay.

The pulsating beat of the music reverberates through the walls, creating a sense of anticipation and excitement. The interior of the club is dimly lit, with strobe lights flashing. The air is thick with smoke and the smell of alcohol, adding to the illicit atmosphere of the place. The main attraction of the club is the girls dancing on podiums scattered throughout the room.

They move with grace and sensuality, their bodies swaying to the rhythm of the music. Each dancer is dressed in skimpy outfits that leave little to the imagination, their movements captivating the attention of the patrons. Rain navigates through the crowded room, leading Sailor to the bar where the informant is said to be waiting.

As they approach the bar, Sailor catches sight of a figure that stands out among the rest. An ethereal woman with a pink bob sits perched on a bar stool, sipping on a glass of whiskey. The woman wears a tight red dress that hugs her curves in all the right places, accentuating her hourglass figure.

Her long legs are crossed elegantly, and a pair of stiletto heels add even more height to her already statuesque frame. She exudes an aura of mystery and confidence that draws Sailor in, making her feel both intrigued and slightly intimidated. Rain motions for Sailor to follow him, and they make their way over to the woman.

The woman turns to face them, a sly smile playing on her lips. "Aurora," Sailor calls out, shock clear in her voice.

"You thought I was just a tattoo artist? Tattoo enough criminals and information comes to you." Aurora's voice is smooth and silky. Sailor can't help but notice the air of confidence and power that surrounds her.

"I'll take a tequila." Sailor smiles, feeling drawn in by Aurora's mysterious aura.

"Nice choice. Still a whiskey for you Rainie?" Aurora asks, turning to Rain, her expression warm and welcoming.

"Always," Rain responds with a grin.

Aurora signals the bartender and orders the drinks before turning her attention back to business. "Now, for business. We have plenty of time for pleasure later."

"I don't have a location, but word on the street is that Johnathan is planning something big," Aurora continues. "He's got multiple shipments coming in. If I were you, I'd scoop out those locations." She passes Rain a piece of paper with detailed information.

"Thank you, Arie." Rain nods in appreciation, his mind already calculating the next steps.

Aurora smirks and leans back against the bar, her eyes locking onto Sailor's. "Wouldn't thank me too soon, I'm planning on stealing your girl."

"I'm not his girl." Sailor protests.

"Keep lying to yourself, angel," Rain teases, a knowing smile on his face.

"Bet," Sailor quips, her eyes flickering with a challenge.

In a bold move, Sailor leans in and presses her lips to Aurora's, the taste of whiskey and danger on her tongue. Aurora responds eagerly, her hand travelling up Sailor's thigh. It is a dangerous game they are playing, a dance on the edge of a knife, but they both revel in the thrill of it. Sailor feels a slight moan escape her lips. Aurora's tongue moves with expertise, knowing exactly how to drive Sailor wild with desire.

As they pull away, leaving Rain with his mouth agape in shock, Aurora giggles at his reaction.
"Sky has a booth in the back somewhere," he calls to Aurora as he takes Sailor's hand and leads her towards a more private area of the bar.

TW: LIGHT BDSM

worship me - ari abdul / toxic - 2wei / love is a bitch - two feet

Rain pulls Sailor towards a private room, away from the prying eyes of the other patrons. With a swift movement, he slams her against the wall, his body pressing firmly against hers, his arms creating a cage around her. The intensity of the moment is overwhelming, the air between them crackling with desire.

His lips descend upon hers in a fiery kiss. The kiss is fierce and possessive as if he is staking his claim on her in that very moment. She can feel the raw passion emanating from him, consuming her in its fiery embrace. Her body responds instinctively to his touch, her senses reeling from the overwhelming sensation of being desired so fiercely.

He wants her, needs her, in a way he has never experienced before. Rain looks into Sailor's eyes, his gaze filled with a mix of desire and tenderness. He slowly drops to his knees in front of her, his hands gently sliding up her thighs, causing her to shiver with excitement.

With a confident yet gentle touch, he reaches for the hem of her dress, slipping it up slightly. Sailor's heart races as his hands move to her underwear, pushing it to the side with a teasing touch. She feels a rush of arousal shoot through her body as he leans in to place delicate kisses on her inner thighs, working his way closer and closer to her most sensitive areas.

She lets out a soft moan, unable to contain her desire for him. She feels a surge of wetness between her legs as he slips one finger inside her, the sensation sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. He slowly moves his finger, sinfully toying with her, his touch sending shivers down her spine.

She gasps, clinging to him as he teases her, leaving her reeling for more. With a devilish grin, he leans in closer, his tongue sliding across her swollen clit with a slow, deliberate motion. Her body quivers with pleasure, her hands reaching out to grasp his hair as she struggles to hold back her cries of ecstasy.

His hands slide up her thighs, caressing her skin with a gentle touch that sets her on fire. She arches her back, pressing her hips closer to his mouth, desperate for more of his intoxicating touch. She whimpers above him, her body trembling with each flick of his tongue. She can feel the heat building inside her.

Rain abruptly stops what he is doing and stands up. "No one else can make you feel the way I do," he declares, his voice low and intense. His gaze locks with hers, daring her to challenge his words.

A slow smile spreads across Sailor's lips. "Oh, you want to play a game," she purrs, her voice laced with a hint of challenge. She takes a step forward, closing the distance between them as she reaches out to touch his chest.

She undoes his tie and starts slowly unbuttoning his shirt. Her gaze never wavers from his, a deep intensity burning within the depths of her eyes. He can see the hunger there, the unbridled desire that mirrors his own. She knows exactly what she wants and how to get it.

Her fingers trail down his torso, tracing the lines of his muscles with a feather-light touch. Each caress sets his skin ablaze causing his heart rate to quicken. He feels as though he is being consumed by her touch, as though she is setting his very soul on fire. The air is thick with anticipation as she guides him over to a chair.

"Sit," Sailor demands, her voice is firm, commanding.

Amused Rain does as he's told. Sailor pulls the undone tie from his neck using it to tie his hands together behind his back. As she drops to her knees and begins to undo his trousers, his heart pounds in his chest. He can't believe how quickly she can reduce him to a helpless, quivering mess.

When she finally reveals his throbbing cock, it is as if every nerve ending in his body is burning, begging for her touch. She wastes no time in teasing him, gently licking the tip of his cock as he groans in pleasure. But just as quickly as she starts, she stops and looks up at him, her eyes filled with mischief.

"Ask nicely," Sailor purrs, her voice dripping with seduction.

Rain shakes his head in disbelief. She grips his cock firmly in her hand and slowly begins to stroke him, her touch is both tender and commanding. Driving him to the brink of insanity with desire. He watches as she leans in closer, her lips brushing against his cock as she gazes up at him with a mischievous glint in her eye.

The intensity of her gaze makes his body react instinctively to her seductive stare, he lets out a low, desperate moan. She wears a devilish smile as she stops stroking him and licks her lips, a gesture that fills him with a hunger so fierce it's almost unbearable. He knows he needs her touch more than he needs air to breathe. He feels as though he might die if he doesn't feel her lips envelop him in a sweet, maddening ecstasy that only she can provide.

"Please," Rain gasps, his voice strained with longing. He will do anything, say anything, just to feel her touch again.

As she finally takes him into her mouth, her lips close around him in a warm, wet embrace. He lets out a low growl of pleasure, the sensation overwhelming him most exquisitely. He leans back in the chair, unable to control the moans that escape his lips while she moves her head up and down, her tongue swirling around him expertly. He can't help but let out a guttural groan as she takes him deeper into her mouth, the wet heat engulfing him completely.

The combination of her tongue, lips, and suction leaves him gasping for air, his head spinning from the pleasure radiating throughout his body. Every movement she makes sends waves of ecstasy crashing over him, building his arousal to dizzying heights. She pulls back slightly, her eyes locking with his as she swirls her tongue around the tip of him. He can feel himself losing control, surrendering to her with every passing moment.

She is a master of pleasure, her skill and precision leaving him helpless to resist. He has always been the one in control, the dominant partner in his relationships. But she has tied his hands behind his back with his own tie. He knows he is completely at her mercy, unable to touch her or guide her movements. And yet, he has never felt such intense pleasure before.

She stands to her feet, a sinful smile plays on her lips. She knows what she is about to do will drive him wild, and she can't wait to see the desire in his eyes. With slow, deliberate movements, she reaches behind her back to unzip her dress. The fabric falls gracefully to the floor, pooling around her feet.

She stands before him in only her tiny underwear and lack of bra. Her skin is radiant in the dim light, making her look ethereal. He watches her with a mix of desire and frustration, his eyes dark with longing. He knows he is at her mercy, and the thought excites him even more.

She can feel his gaze on her as she moves closer to him, the click of her heels against the floor echoing in the quiet room. She can see the hunger in his eyes, the way they roam over her body hungrily. She revels in the power she holds over him in this moment, knowing that she is the one in control.

With a seductive smile, she slowly removes her underwear, letting them fall to the ground. She stands before him completely naked, the curves of her body illuminated by the dim light. Her skin seems to glow in the soft light, making her look like a goddess in the eyes of the man before her.

He can't tear his gaze away from her, his desire for her evident in the way his body responds to her. He longs to touch her, to feel her skin against his own. But he is helpless, bound by the restraints that hold him in place. She can see the desire in his eyes, the way they darken with need. She knows she has him right where she wants him, at her mercy and completely under her spell.

She leans in close to him, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispers, "Do you want me?" He nods eagerly, his desire for her evident in the way his body responds.

She straddles him, her legs on either side of his chair. She can feel his heat, his desire, radiating off of him in waves. She hovers her entrance over his throbbing cock, feeling the need and want emanating from him in waves. He can't help but let out a low groan of desire, his need for her evident in every breath he takes.

She is teasing him, tormenting him with her closeness, driving him to the brink of madness with each tantalizing movement. Her lips brush against his neck, she can see the desperation in his eyes. She slowly lowers herself onto his waiting cock. She teases him at first, moving her hips in a tantalising rhythm that drives him mad with need.

She can feel his arousal growing beneath her, and she revels in the knowledge that she has the power to push him to the brink of ecstasy. With each movement, she feels a surge of pleasure building within her, and she knows that she is in control of both of their desires. As she begins to bounce on his cock, she feels a wave of pleasure wash over her. The sensation of him filling her completely, leaving her moaning with delight.

With each bounce, she can feel the pleasure building within her, pushing her towards a climax that she knows will be explosive. His moans become louder, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he fights to hold back his release. She can feel the tension building within him, the struggle to hold back his climax evident in the way he clenches his jaw and closes his eyes.

She abruptly stops her movements, lifting herself off his cock. Her eyes meet his, a fiery intensity burning in their depths. "No one else can make you feel the way I do," she whispers, her voice husky with desire.

She unties his hands, his tie falling to the ground in a soft whisper. Without hesitation, he grabs her by the waist and lifts her onto a nearby table. His eyes darken with desire as he looks at her, a possessive hunger in his gaze.

"Angel, don't act like you'd ever scream anyone else's name like you do mine. You belong to me," he growls, his voice low and commanding.

With a primal need, he thrusts into her, causing her to cry out in pleasure. He moves inside her with a raw intensity that steals her sanity, each movement sending waves of pleasure crashing through her body like a tidal wave. She clings to him desperately, her nails digging into his back as she arches against him. The pain of her touch only heightens the pleasure, a delicious mix of sensations that leaves him trembling with desire. With each powerful thrust, she feels herself drawing closer to the edge.

He buries his face in her neck, his breath hot against her skin. "You're mine," he growls, his voice rough with passion. And in that moment, she believes him, her body responding to his touch with a hunger that matches his own.

He continues to thrust into her. Their moans fill the air with desperation. He feels her tighten around him, her walls clenching in ecstasy as she reaches her peak. He can feel her release, her essence flooding around him, driving him wild with desire. She bites into his shoulder to muffle her scream of pleasure as her body trembles with the force of her climax.

He doesn't falter, instead, he slams into her harder, feeling her convulsions around him pushing him ever closer to his own release. With a guttural groan, he lets go, his body shuddering as he spills inside her. They collapse together, breathing heavily, euphoria coursing them.

Rain kisses Sailor gently on the lips, his touch tender and loving. As they separate, he stands to dress himself. "We should probably get back to your birthday celebrations," he expresses.

Sailor nods. "Hmm," she murmurs as she stands, her legs shaking a little causing Rain to smirk. She reaches for her dress, slipping it back on as Rain hands her the underwear she had discarded earlier.

Sailor glances at the lacy fabric in his hand and raising an eyebrow, she shakes her head. "No, I'm not putting them back on," she purrs with a mischievous glint in her eye.

"This dress is rather short, I hope I don't drop anything." She teases with a sly grin, sliding them into Rain's pocket.

Rain chuckles, shaking his head in amusement.
"You will be the death of me," he teases, his fingers tracing a path along her jawline. "I might seriously die."

TW: SLIGHT SMUT

dancin - krono remix - aaron smith, luvli, krono

The club is alive with energy as the music pumps through the speakers. Sailor and Rain weave their way through the throngs of people to the booth where their friends are gathered. Sky, Isabella, Rebel, Aquarius, Storm, Damien, Natalie, Noah, and Aurora are all there, their faces alight with excitement as they greet Sailor and Rain.

Sailor slides into the booth beside Sky, feeling the warmth of his presence beside her. Rain settles in beside her, his arm casually draped around her shoulders. As Sailor looks around at her friends, her chosen family, and her tribe, her heart swells with love.

They have been through so much together, both good and bad, and she wouldn't trade them for anything in the world. They have laughed together, cried together, and supported each other through thick and thin. They are a ragtag group of misfits, each with their quirks and flaws, but together they are unstoppable.

"What took you two so long?" Isabella teases, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Sky raises an eyebrow, taking in Sailor's smudged makeup and Rain's slightly dishevelled appearance. "I think I can guess," he remarks, a knowing smile playing on his lips.

Aurora can't resist adding to the conversation, "That might be my fault. I called her Rain's girl and she kissed me. Then it seems Rain dragged her off to prove she is."

Aquarius just about sprays her drink out of her mouth in shock. "She did what?" she exclaims, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Sailor grins mischievously. "I'd do it again too."

Rain just smirks, his arm tightening around her shoulders possessively. "Oh, would you?" He challenges, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he leans in closer to her.

Unbeknownst to everyone around the table, Rain slips his hand up Sailor's dress under the table. His touch is electric, as he rubs circles around her clit. She bites down on her lip, gulping down a moan as Rain slips his fingers into her, pumping them with a steady rhythm. Sailor's breath hitches, her heart racing as she tries to maintain her composure in front of her friends.

Rain's touch is daring and insistent, his fingers exploring her depths with practised finesse. She knows she should stop him but the thrill of being so exposed only adds to her arousal. Her skin hums with desire as Rain's skilled fingers work their magic. Rain satisfied with her reaction withdraws his hand, bringing it back above the table as if nothing happened.

Sky locks eyes with Rain and shakes his head playfully. "You disgust me," he exclaims, his tone full of mock disapproval.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Rain quips with a wink, his demeanour unapologetic.

katy on a mission - katy b

"Tequila all around to honour the birthday girl," Zane declares, placing a tray of shots on the table.

"Happy birthday, angel!" the group cheers in unison, raising their glasses in salute.

"I will pay you all to make that nickname go away," Sailor jokes, taking a shot and relishing the burn as it slides down her throat.

"Don't pretend it's not growing on you," Rain teases.

"Don't seem to mind it when he's moaning it," Sky adds with a wink, eliciting laughter from the group.

Sailor laughs, shaking her head. "Yep, I'm going to need about twenty more of these," she banters, lifting her shot glass.

Zane chuckles and places a bottle of tequila in front of Sailor. "Your wish is my command, angel," he professes, giving her a warm smile.

Natalie pipes up with a sly grin. "I'll give you one hundred pounds to neck it," she teases, raising an eyebrow in challenge.

Sailor raises an eyebrow in return, a playful smirk gracing her lips. "I'm crazy, but not that crazy," she retorts.

Damien leans in with a teasing grin. "Didn't take you for a pussy, amor," he taunts, his eyes dancing with amusement.

Sky doesn't miss a beat as he grabs the bottle. "Open up, little flame," he urges, a mischievous glint in his eye.

Sailor tilts her head back and lets the fiery liquid slide down her throat, the burn exhilarating and invigorating. As she swallows, the familiar burn of the alcohol spreads through her body, warming her from the inside out. Her friends cheer and shout in excitement, the loud music in the background adding to the chaotic atmosphere of the night.

"How about we spice it up a bit?" Aurora suggests, a mischievous glint in her eye. "I propose body shots."

"No offence, boys, but my mouth isn't going anywhere near you," Aurora adds with a teasing smile, causing a round of laughter from the group.

Aurora spins the tequila bottle on the table, the glass clinking against the surface. The bottle comes to a stop, pointing directly at Natalie. She hesitates, uncertainty flickering in her eyes.

"Who's the pussy now?" Sailor teases.

Aurora wastes no time in getting things started.
She knows how to captivate a crowd and keep them on the edge of their seats. With a mischievous grin, Aurora raises her dress, revealing her toned stomach as she climbs onto the table. Whistles and cheers erupt from the group, egging her on as she gets into position.
With practised ease, Aurora places the salt on her neck and the lime in her mouth. She pours the tequila onto her stomach. The liquid trickles down her skin, leaving a trail of warmth in its wake.

"I promise I don't bite unless you want me to." Aurora quips, her voice husky with promise as she locks eyes with Natalie,

Natalie, unable to resist the magnetic pull of Aurora's presence, steps forward with a determined look in her eyes. She licks the salt off Aurora's neck, the sensation sending shivers down her spine as she savours the taste. Moving with confidence, she proceeds to lick and suck the tequila off Aurora's stomach, her movements deliberate and tantalizing. Aurora feels a rush of excitement course through her as she watches Natalie's every move, the intense gaze of the crowd fading into the background as they create their own world of desire and passion.

Natalie leans in and uses her mouth to take the lime from Aurora's, her lips brushing against Aurora's skin in a heated moment of connection. Aurora can't resist the urge to close the distance between them, capturing Natalie's lips in a searing kiss that leaves them both breathless. The taste of tequila lingers on their tongues as they kiss, the heat between them growing with every passing second. As they break apart, their gazes lock with a shared understanding of the undeniable attraction that simmers between them.

Aurora sits up and arranges her dress, a satisfied smirk on her face. "Time for the birthday girl," she declares, spinning the bottle once more.

As the bottle lands on Noah, Aurora's eyes light up with mischief. "Noah... interesting,"

Noah flashes a sly grin at Sailor, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Wouldn't be the first time your lips were on my body," he flirts
causing her to roll her eyes playfully.

"Mmm, even more interesting," Aurora smirks, her gaze flickering between Noah and Rain as she considers the implications of the game.

"I can't see this going badly at all," Storm deadpans, a hint of sarcasm in his voice as he looks at Rain.

Noah confidently undoes his tie and unbuttons his shirt, revealing his toned abs. He has always been proud of his physique, and tonight is no exception.  As he lies on the table, Aurora proceeds to put the salt on his neck, her fingertips grazing his skin lightly.

Then, she places a small lime wedge between his teeth, a mischievous glint in her eye.  She pours the tequila over his exposed abs, the liquid glistening under the dim lighting of the room. Noah's muscles, tense as the cold liquid trickles down his stomach, making his skin tingle with anticipation.

Noah turns to face Sailor, with a devilish grin, Noah taunts her, "Come on princess, don't be shy."

you & me - flume remix - disclosure, eliza doolittle, flume

Sailor, not being able to back down from a challenge, hops onto the table next to him. She can feel his eyes on her as she leans in and licks the salt off his neck, her warm tongue sending shivers down his spine. Noah's breath catches in his throat, his heart racing at the intimate touch of her lips on his skin.

He closes his eyes, trying to focus on anything other than the intimacy of her touch. Sailor moves down to suck the tequila off his abs, her lips leave a trail of fire in their wake, igniting a spark of desire in him. The sensation is overwhelming, and Noah's heart races in his chest.

He tries to remind himself of their history, of the fact that they are no longer together, but it is hard to push those thoughts aside in the heat of the moment.  Just as Sailor takes the lime out of his mouth with her own, Noah feels the weight of their shared past hanging heavily in the air. The intimacy of the act stirs up old feelings within him, pulling at his heart.

Rain leans over and takes the lime from her mouth with his own. Noah watches in silent pain as Rain then kisses Sailor passionately, a possessive display of affection that makes Noah's heart sink. He realises in that moment that he has lost Sailor for good, that she has moved on and found happiness with someone else. The realisation is like a punch to the gut, leaving him feeling hollow and defeated.

As Rain continues to kiss Sailor passionately, Noah's eyes burn with unshed tears. He tries to push down the feelings of jealousy and heartbreak that threaten to overwhelm him. He knows deep down that Sailor deserves to be happy, even if it isn't with him. But seeing her with Rain, so blissful and carefree, is a painful reminder of what he has lost.

As Noah sits back up, doing his shirt up, he tries to mask his pain with a sigh. "As exciting as this all is, I have to pee."

"Funny, so do I," Rain chides, his tone laced with annoyance.

As Rain and Noah walk away from the table to go to the bathroom, Rain feels a surge of anger boiling up inside him. The way Noah has been flirting with Sailor all night has been rubbing Rain the wrong way, but it is the body shot that has pushed him over the edge. Once they step out of sight of their friends and the pulsing music of the nightclub drowns out any sounds of their altercation, Rain wastes no time in grabbing Noah by the collar of his shirt and slamming him against the nearest wall.

"Chill out, Ramoray. I'm backing off," Noah discloses, his hands held up in surrender.

Rain continues to glare at Noah, his jaw clenched in frustration. "I can't make her happy. All I want is her happiness, and that's you. She loves me, but she's not in love with me. I'm not sure she ever was," Noah confesses, feeling the weight of the truth settle heavily on his shoulders.

"Don't lose her because you will never get over it. Trust me," Noah says, his voice soft but filled with conviction. Rain's gaze softens, and he nods in understanding.

As they part ways, Noah can't shake the feeling of heaviness in his chest. He knows that letting Sailor go is the right thing to do, but the thought of losing her fills him with a sense of loss and longing. He knows that he will never be able to fully get over her, but he also knows that holding on to her out of selfishness, even if it means he has to face the loneliness and the ache that will surely follow cause more pain in the end. She has become a part of him, woven into the fabric of his being. He will carry her with him always, in his memories and his heart.