tw: alcohol and substances + play the music when signaled ;)
mature

Demi had locked the bathroom door, painting her lips red as she sat on the counter.

"Demi I have to fuckin' piss," her mate had been banging on the door for the past three minutes. He was beginning to curse in Russian.

"Pee out the window."

He audibly balked at the suggestion.

"Wait don't do that, everyone will see your thing," she hopped down.

He banged his head against the door.

"Don't look when you come in," She reached for the lock.

"How am I supposed to aim-" He cut himself off as he caught sight of her. Onyx's jaw fell a little.

Demi stood in a skin tight, red latex dress that reached her mid thigh. It was sleeveless but she wore matching gloves that reached her elbows. Knee high red boots with black ribbons made her a couple inches taller. Her makeup matched the theme with dramatic crimson makeup, completely with fake horns on her head. She twirled a small pitch fork in her left hand, it was not fake.

Onyx couldn't find words as he stared at her openly. "Did I... miss something?"

"You weren't supposed to see yet!"

She pointed the pitch fork at him angrily.

"Where's the rest of it?!"

Demi huffed and turned back to the mirror, Onyx completely ignored his urge to pee as he zeroed in on the back end.

He couldn't stop himself from groaning.

Fuck, she had a phenomenal ass. He pressed himself against her back, both hands cupping the globes of flesh.

"Don't you want to dress up as... I don't know a nun?"

She smiled was coating something onto her eyelashes. Demi leaned forward over the counter, pushing her ass against his dick.

He tugged her closer as he rolled his hips, growling lowly.

"You don't like it?" Demi asked distractedly.

He reached his hand to cup her through her underwear, she yelped at the sudden feel of his fingers.

"I like it so much, that we should have our own party right here," he brushed his lips against her ear. "Hm?"

Demi's eyes fluttered at his touch, humming.

"Not happening," she moaned quietly.

He sighed dejectedly. Onyx patted her bum, kissing her neck before releasing her. Demi heard him peeing before he spoke again.

"Kekoa and Lacey don't seem like the type to party," Onyx zipped himself up.

He glanced at her while washing his hands, "They have like three huge parties a year. Like they get it out of their system kind of. I think especially cause they want to adopt soon, get anything irresponsible they want to do out now."

Onyx nodded as he trailed back into the bedroom, Demi had chosen an outfit for him since he'd refused a costume.

"You're sure you won't wear a costume?" Demi called.

He gruffed that he was sure. Especially if Demi was picking.

She mumbled something about 'toxic masculinity', before he heard her drop something.

He looked at the outfit and frowned at the patterned shirt but began dressing anyway.

The shirt was large, even for him. It was red with black decals making mindless patterns on the fabric. He had his usual black pants, which he was grateful for.

Demi walked out and smirked wide at how hot Onyx was.

The shirt was open and his pale, ripped torso was bare for her to eye. His abdomen was chiseled, the black markings on his chest and hip adding to his mysterious air around him.

She came to aid him with the buttons, keeping majority of the chest open. He rose a brown at her.

She tugged him down by the shirt, kissing up his chest.

"You look good," she toyed with his silver rings.

"You look better," he rest his hands on her ass.

He slowly sighed, "Let's get this over with."

Demi held up a matching headband with devil horns. "Not without this."

Onyx immediately opened his mouth to vehemently disagree.

"If you care about me you'll wear it!" She exclaimed while trying to put it on him.

Onyx groaned loudly and soon enough he was following Demi into Kekoa's home with the stupid thing on his head.

The Wolf examined the party, the lights were dim and purple lowlights made it easier to see. It stunk of alcohol and weed, a good amount of Lycans and Hounds mingling. He spotted his men and nodded to them, signaling he'd be over soon.

Demi let go of his hand and he was immediately uncomfortable. He saw where she was approaching and grunted a harsh no.

She ran her hand down the stripper pole in the middle of the living room. Onyx watched her hook her leg around the pole, swinging around to face him. He saw another pole a few feet away from the one Demi occupied. What the fuck do they need two poles for?

"Demi," he rumbled.

"What?" She breathed as she used the heel of her boots to hike herself up higher. Music blared loudly.

Onyx almost had a heart attack as she climbed up, winding her legs in a way he couldn't begin to understand and flipped upside down. A small crowd from the living room cheered.

Her hair, that was in two long braids fell down and she was level with his face. But upside down.

She smiled sneakily as his darkened gaze met her.

"What're you doing?"

"I told you I could do gymnastics."

"Demi this isn't gymnastics."

She hummed, "No? I always mix the names up."

He could tell she was serious.

She gained his attention back, "Kiss me upside down."

He grumbled but complied and once again neared cardiac arrest as she fell down gracefully.

She was now just using her hand to spin herself, he held his arm out and caught her as she twirled.

"We're done with that for now," He mumbled.

They saw Kekoa and Lacey making out intensely in the kitchen, Demi stuck her tongue out.

She ignored them and began pouring them shots. Demi's eyes zeroed in on a blunt between Keko's fingers and 'oohed'.

Demi left the shot pouring to her mate, skipping to pluck it from her sisters fingers.

Keko flipped her off but never stopped kissing her hound.

Demi inhaled the drug slowly, Onyx watching the smoke exit through her nose.

She held it up to Onyx's lips, "You want?"

He leaned forward, allowing her to hold it for him as he took a hit. He held their eye contact as he dipped his head. Demi's lips parted as he exhaled the smoke into her mouth.

"I don't know why I'm surprised," Demi nipped his lip.

"I haven't been to a party, that doesn't mean I've lived under a rock," Onyx handed her the shot. They both downed theirs at the same time.

She motioned to the weed, "It actually helps a lot with the Void. I don't see or hear as much."

Onyx bent to nuzzle her shoulder, nodding at the information. Demi took a long drag before returning the merchandise back to her sister.

She held her breath as she reached for Onyx, he ducked his head as she returned the favor of shot gunning him.

Within the next hour, Onyx enjoyed a buzz as he spoke to Sylvester and Quincey. He can't remember the last time any of them had done something like this. It was refreshing, to actually enjoy his friends rather than barking orders.

His dark gaze was trained on Demi, she danced with Kekoa and another female Lycan.

Lacey came to join their conversation.

"Where's Knox and Ezra?" Onyx suddenly asked.

"Downstairs playing cup pong," Lacey swayed. Onyx steadied her, scanning her to see if she was alright.

"I'm drunk not dying, down killer," she waved him off.

Her and Quincey began conversation about where she got her weed from.

"You know you could dance with her, instead of staring," Sylvester offered.

Onyx immediately sneered, "I'm not dancing."

"You don't have to dance, the entire point is to let her dance on you."

Onyx side glanced the elf in annoyance. "Nice headband by the way," his friend snickered. Georgie came up to his other side, slapping him on the back.

Onyx had stopped caring about the dumb headband after Demi beamed at the sight of him wearing it.

In the midst of his friends badgering him, he missed Demi glancing at him. She tugged Kekoa down to speak in her ear.

Kekoa, who was dressed as a goth fairy, grinned slyly. The pink eyed woman cut her gaze to Lacey, who was a pirate with a wicked gleam. Kekoa left, momentarily asking the people on the couch to politely find somewhere else to sit for a few minutes.

While she was off, Demi skipped over to her mate. She gripped his belt as she tugged herself closer to him.

"Hey baby?" Strands of her hair fell in her face as she pouted up at him.

***!!play music!!!***

He hummed in response as he gave her his attention. Sylvester and Georgie glanced at each other with a laugh.

Onyx looked up when the lights suddenly turned red. "Will you come sit with me on the couch?"

Onyx looked at her suspiciously, looking at his friends before nodding.

The music had changed, Onyx glanced down.

"Where are you're shoes?"

She shushed him and abruptly sat him down on the couch. She glanced up and frowned at the song, sighing with a shrug.

Behind them Kekoa began dragging Lacey over as well.

Onyx's eyes widened in realization as Demi skipped to the pole directly in front of him.

"Demi..." he growled as his eyes cut the crowd watching.

"Shut up, and watch," she tugged herself up effortlessly.

Demi rolled her neck, it had been a while since she's done this. She was spinning, humming the music to herself before Onyx's eyes widened.

With her back facing the pole, Demi hefted herself up over her head. Her legs wrapping around it as she was once again upside down.

Onyx sunk into the couch before rubbing his hand over his mouth. Lacey was abruptly pushed down next to him and Kekoa took to the pole next to Demi's. But his eyes were only on his mate.

Demi let her head fall back, smiling naughtily at Onyx. Her tits that were suffocating in her dress were accentuated. Her legs twirled around as she began spinning faster.

Onyx pressed his hand harder into his mouth as her legs parted in the air. Knowingly, the sisters began synching up their dances.

Gracefully, Onyx watched Demi lower herself to stand in front of the pole. Demi timed the song's beat dropping as she did one last pole trick- kicking herself to swing up, lifting her body fluidly before falling into a split. The song was ending as she gave Onyx a full view of her body from the side.

She met his hungry gaze as she arched her back, pressing her chest to the floor rhythmically. A small moan fell from her mouth, inaudible because of the music but her mate saw it.

He snarled lowly, watching her spread her legs temptingly before smoothly pushing herself up at the song ended.

A wide, innocent smile pulled at Demi's lips as she crawled over to her mate. She panted lightly, as did Onyx for a separate reason.

"What'd ya' think?"

He reached and gripped her cheeks tightly in one hand, out of the corner of his eye he saw Lacey pull Kekoa into their bedroom.

"Take us to my room, Demi. Now." He emphasized his room, knowing the cabin would be empty.

Demi's eyes widened at his tone, watching him glanced at Georgie.

"Don't come back to the cabin till' later," he grunted to them.

Georgie saluted before they teleported.

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i have sm respect for pole dancers

so much strength lmao

also i struggle with picking the song you can insert whatever you want and for whoever might think this chapter is stupid i like to make sure my characters have fun so
kiss my ass lmao

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SO!! For my readers that keep up with my updates (u know who u are i love u) i will be actually uploading THREE total chapters today cause the next one is literally just porn LMAO and tmmr as promised will be an exciting chapter furthering the plot

i spoil u guys lol