Saran and their mistress entered the club, both looking for their next victims. Their work was deceitful but well-intentioned. As they approached the bar and acquired drinks, Saran turned, leaning against the bar casually, their eyes scanning the crowd. A couple caught their eye. Two men, both of shy disposition sat in a booth on the far wall. Saran observed them for a time. They caught the attention of their mistress, Venus. Venus acknowledged Saran and looked in the direction of the boys. Saran watched a faint glow meet Venus' eyes and stifled a smirk from forming.

        Venus stared at the couple, bemused. They were both infatuated with each other, yet they feigned showing it. They were the perfect candidates for hers and Saran's work. Turning to her siren, Venus instructed,

"Use your voice to entice everyone, then whisper sweet words into their ears and bring them together. Can this be done, my beauty."

"As you say, mistress.", Saran bowed their head and strode to the small stage at the back of the club.

       Saran used their powers of persuasion to start the band playing, and strutted to the microphone,

"Your smoke and guns..."

      The sound of guitars and drums filled the air as the patrons begin to fall under their spell. As everyone began to dance, Saran watched as the couple separated and began to dance as well. Splitting themselves in two, Saran appeared in the crowd and approached the man, their naturally striking blue eyes near matches for one half of the couple. Offering their hand, Saran and the other man began to dance to the sound of Saran's own voice. Saran placed themselves against their partner, placed their mouth to his ear and whispered many things, placing him under a special spell. When they felt he was enticed enough, Saran separated themselves from him and sought out the blue eyed man.

      They found him on the outskirts of the crowd and approached him, this time their eyes matched the chocolate color of his companion. Again, they offered their hand the the two danced into the crowd. After the same process of dancing and whispering sweet things, Saran led him close to his friend. Once they were close enough to feel the spell, Saran brought them together and rejoined with themselves on stage. They went into the bridge of the song and watched their labor bear fruit. The two men, now fearless of any judgement, embraced each other and danced together. A smile painted Saran's face and they looked to Venus, who was beaming with pride.

      Saran, now free to entice Venus, began to sensually dance around the stage, locking eyes with their mistress. The final chorus came and Saran used their enticement to the fullest of its potential. As they sang the last note, applause rang from the crowd, all except the couple who were too wrapped in each other to notice that the song had stopped. The spell was no longer there, and the two merely realized the requited love between them. Saran bowed and left the stage. As they met Venus, she pulled them into a harsh kiss.

"My pretty siren thinks themselves a minx."

"Only for you, my Mistress", Saran purred into her ear, a blush filling their cheeks.

"Was I successful, Mistress?"

"I think so, observe..", Venus gestured toward the couple.

     Saran turned and barely saw them as they left the club, hand in hand and smiling brightly. A smile came across Saran's features, as it always did when they were able to match two people to each other and allow true love to bloom. Saran turned to their mistress and wrapped themselves around her.

"Might I have earned a reward, Mistress?"

      Venus smiled and ran a hand through Saran's hair,

"Yes, my love. Let's depart so that I may bestow you with your reward."

      Saran's heart jumped with excitement as they followed Venus into the night air and down the street to their home.