Bad Company [Alisa/Saga]

Finally... Finally... Her chance had finally come after years of never ending pursuit...! The mere fact that Alisa could stand her, impossibly close to the target she'd been hunting after for so long. She could hardly stop her heartbeat for quickening at the slightest jolt of sensation, keep her fists from clenching at the thought of finally standing this close to one of those responsible for her mother's death.

Alisa had lived the entirety of her teenage life for revenge... It took her many years to realize how there was so much more to life than that, to understand she'd been living in the past... It happened right around the time when the first pro heroes started sprouting like mushrooms after a rainy day:

"They had no idea where they were getting into..."

Indeed they weren't, for even throughout her career as a vigilante, Alisa had never seen villains as fearsome as Black Sun. The sight of the rookie heroes - green as freshly grown grass - moved her to take up a career as a teacher, and had, in no small part, served as a catalyst for her change. Well, she couldn't be so dramatic as to call it change, but rather, she'd simply... Grown up, if one could put it that way.

"...But, some things never change, do they...?", mused the sculptress, stirring her highball glass as she sat at the bar, her eyes on that conspicuous door a few feet away from bar, glancing that way more often than not inbetween sips of her drink.

However one looked at her, Alisa dressed no different than any other clubgoer, clad in a white, flimsy shoulderless top, short enough to bare quite a few inches of her taut, toned midriff below and a vast, voluptuous cleavage above. Coupled with her rather flattering, form fitting leather pants, she got quite a few heads turning her way... Her eyes, in turn, were on a very different mark. Just like Maya Murasaki, Alisa too had come hot on the trail of a certain gang with Spider Tattoos, after lying in wait for a few months.

She had bigger fish to fry...

She knew now how the spiders would eventually meet up with a black sun member, she made no effort to keep or regain her license, knowing she'd have a lot more leeway otherwise. For all intents of purposes, she was effectively a vigilante now, though hadn't really taken any actions that would cement the label. But today... Today she probably would, after coming to the club when she heard the spiders were meeting her mark, and blissfully unaware that she was being watched not by the mongrels she'd come hunting after, but rather the most beautiful sight she could have hoped to lay eyes on

Slowly crossing her long, luscious legs, Alisa all but teased the mysterious temptress at every turn, letting admire the outlines those elegant limbs in those tantalizingly tight leather pants, leaving so dreadfully little to imagination

"Ara~... Now that is... Quite the breathtaking sight~...", spoke the sculptress, her gaze washing over sensual stranger's sinuous form. It took the lion's share of Alisa's self control to peel her eyes away after taking in that vibrant visage, to look no longer that what elegance would dictate... And were she not here with a mission to carry out, Alisa

The moment their eyes met, Alisa's lips would curl wider, flashing the asian amazon that that cool, alluring smile, yet with a unmistakable hint of seductiveness that would surely drive her point home. An invitation.

...Whether the mysterious minx would take it or not, however, she certainly hoped to learn the answer to that question in the next few moments~... After all, the mysterious marvel hardly looked like the shy type, if that daring choice of dress was anything to go by, and if the way Alisa looked over her shoulder her way, confidently holding her gaze... She clearly knew that from experience~

Though Alisa knew she was exactly the kind of distraction she needed not to draw attention to her staring, she'd be lying if she claimed that was her only motivator in drawing this nameless newcomer close, if the way she nibbled her bottom lip was anything go by~...

In the end, Alisa could only feel a faint tingle of satisfaction as she saw how the wonderful woman who caught her eye had so kindly accepted her offer, and with that, she felt as though she'd finally fixed her most worrisome problem, her inability to stare too long at the door without drawing attention. The moment she approached, Alisa took another sip of her drink, finally turning up to look at her once she spoke up:

"Hello there~", she returned the greeting in those husky, honeyed words, thankful for their distance to the dancefloor letting her listen to the woman's own, motioning to the stool beside her as she nodded, "Oh, by all means~"

In the end, she could only admire that cool display of self assuredness as she sat down even as she responded, knowing no other answer would leave her lips. And that's not all she admired as her eyes scanned down her form, taking in every last contour of her form, every shade of her choice of clothing, expression expression drawn on her face, like an artist standing before the most marvellous masterpiece... And she wasn't the only one, clearly~... Oh, Alisa knew all too well where the girl was staring, and if that confident, knowing faint smile on her face was anything to go by, especially when that attention came from one as alluring as the beauty standing before her. Quite the opposite, as her idle hand lingered over the counter, she turned ever to slightly to the side, her arms brushing into the side of her breast as she brought that hand higher and over to her hair, tucking a loose black lock behind her ear, betraying a depth of vanity somewhat understandable of a woman who dedicated so much effort to her own beauty... And at the same time, all while knowing Maya would do nothing but admire the subtle effects her motions had on the wide cut of her eye catching cleavage, and feeling a palpable shiver shooting up her spine at the thought:

"Ufufu~... I get that a lot, and quite frankly...", teased the sculptress, her faint smile widening into a mischievous little smirk as she watched Maya's wandering eyes finally coming back up to meet her own knowing gaze, all but making it clear she knew where she'd been staring, "...Feels almost flattering, to find such a breathtaking beauty admiring you."

The sculptress didn't even flinch, blush or bat an eyelash as she admired what she saw when she saw it, readily giving her own confident posture even if the alluring amazon now sitting next her hadn't already figured that out. And all too easily, Alisa's focus had shifted ever so slightly. From keeping her eyes constantly on her target and shooting cursory glances at the occasional looker at her sides, she now all but dedicated the bulk of her attemtion to the dark diva, glancing at the door out the corner of her eyes.

"Though I suppose you took the words right out of my mouth there, hm~?", she spoke at last, raising a brow as she couldn't help but wonder if she'd seen the woman before her as once again, she found her gaze washing down the captivating curves of the seductive stranger, tracing them with those wine red eyes until she all but curled her lip... But in the end, nothing quite compared to that vibrant, amethyst hue of her eyes, winking at her as she offered her hand and a name to go with it, "I'm Lisa... Delighted to meet you~"

Alisa all but flipped her hair stylishly behind her as the amazing amazon called her out for that smooth, seductive little line, and while it certainly came off that way, Alisa's frankness felt like the most natural thing in the world, something everyone would recieve if she felt praise was due. The kind of look she gave Maya, however, was something else entirely... The kind of attention only the most beautiful could get to see:

"Fufu~... What gave it away, I wonder~?", she chimed back, her smile widening with a hint of mirth as she gazed upon the features of the fabulous femme who's taken a seat at her side. Indeed, like any good teacher of linguistics, the foreigner the native tongue as flawlessly as any Japanese, marvelling at how the woman's name rolled off her tongue in the most melodious tone she could muster, "Maya hmm...? Charming name~..."

But in the end, her eyes flared open for a split second, only to narrow right away as she saw the woman leaning in for a graceful kiss to her hand like something out of a romantic movie, and yet, that smouldering stare she shot her sent a wholly different message. Alisa returned it in kind, meeting the passion behind those vibrant amethysts and then some... And yet as she felt that plush, pillowy pout pressed to the back of her knuckles, the sculptress couldn't help but nibble her own as a shiver of sensation shot up her arm. Maya, on the other hand, would undoubtedly feel where the full figured sculptress' sculpted physique came from as she'd noticed the calloused hints of a martial artist in her knuckles, in stark contrast to the soft, irresistible smoothness of her alabaster skin as Alisa's dainty digits brushed her the other woman's, an unassuming touch that spoke louder than any words might:

"Ara... Though far from the only thing charming about you if that greeting's anything to go by~", teased the tall teacher, turning back towards the counter as the woman at her side called out tho the bartender, winking flirtatiously at her, "And I thought I was the smooth one~"

As she finally turned back to the bar, Alisa uncrossed those long, elegant legs, slowly crossing them the other way, her eyes oh so easily drawing to seductive stunner at her side, brushing some loose locks away from her eyes to better admire the way she deftly picked those bills:

"Gin and tonic~... Might as well get my refill now, since the lady so graciously offered~", she replied, smiling as she rose her glass, stirring it softly as she brought it to her luscious, faintly glossy lips, sipping what little remained before shooting a curious glance towards the door before returning her atention to Maya, resting one on the counter, raising that hand to cup her chin, "...My, my... Buying me a drink so quickly... I can't imagine what manner of ulterior motives you might have~"

Only one motive Alisa could think of, having been on the recieving end of such attention more often than not. Yet she couldn't help but tease the tantalizing stranger who so boldly came over and introduced herself, more out of simple curiosity to see how she'd respond~

"Ara, is that so...? Now that certainly sounds like a troublesome quirk. Can't imagine what precious nuggets of information you might gleam at this rate.", shooting her a look of mock incredulity, her eyes flaring open as she rose a hand over her mouth, a playful show of bewilderment that quickly faded into something else entirely, a knowing look in her eyes as her lips widened into a smirk, holding Maya's gaze the whole way as she inquired, "Well, what am I thinking about now~?"

Yet with every word from her lips, Alisa found herself leaning in just a bit closer, admiring the way Maya held her gaze the whole way almost as much as the woman herself. For a moment there, she actually drew just close enough to pick up that heady hint of jasmine wafting off the woman's body, taking a long, deep breath of that fascinating fragrance until her her bust strained ever so visibly under the confines of her white top. Just as well, she too would be able to catch a whiff of lavander from the tall foreigner, further contributing to that irresistible intimacy slowly building between them. She hadn't met that many people who could hold their confidence around her when she devoted so much of her attention to them, and the fact that she'd just met someone so eye catching who could, well... That thought only thrilled her all the more, and Maya hardly had a need for mind reading to tell just what manner of thoughts bounced around her head as such:

"Now that sounds like quite the vivid imagination you have there, Maya... Just where on earth could you have possibly gotten that idea from~", she replied as she peeled back, flipping her long, lustruous hair behind her shoulder, letting her hand linger behind her neck as her smile widened every so cheekily, knowing the woman would undoubtely have her eyes the whole way through, especially as every last motion of her arm seemed to shift that tight, tantalizing top up and down along her smooth, pale cleavage. In the end, though, Alisa merely winked, "Almost sounds like you're speaking from experience if you ask me~"

Alisa felt rather fortunate she just happened to be sitting on the perfect perch to keep her eyes on the prize, yet as time went on, the notion of prize felt increasingly blurry as she found her gaze struggling to peel away from the mesmerizing marvel sitting across from her:

"I can think of a thing or two~", she giggled, gracefully as ever despite the sensual undertones of their exchange.

As the bartender promptly brought the two their drinks, Alisa flashed the man a smile as she brought her hand back to the fresh glass, admiring how cool it felt against her smooth skin as she brought it back up to her lips for a little sip, making sure to shoot the routine glance towards the door before the asian amazon wrested her attention away once more:

"How thoughtful of you to concern yourself with my thirst, Maya~", teased the tall teacher, cheekily raising a hand over her generous chest, her arm pressing ever so softly into that pliant plushness. Yet with every motion on her part, the arguably less than practical, if certainly flattering garment seemed to inch down little by little, widening that already impressive cleavage until the sculptress couldn't help but run her fingers under the edge of the neckline, idly adjusting it back up for decorum's sake as the bodacious banter bounced back and forth between them, "Oh, whatever would I have done without you~?"

If Alisa had even the slightest shred of concern for what a hypothetical telepathic Maya might gleam, she'd clearly shed any and all fear of it, after all, she seldom felt a need to hide what exactly she thought of the people standing before her:

"Hmmm, sound like you have quite the vivid imagination there, don't you Maya~?", teased the tall temptress, all but shrugging softly, leaving the girl before her to wonder whatever she wanted, but to her credit, she seemed to have a fairly good read on the situation at hand, "But who knows, might even be a healthy mix of both... Who's to say, really~"

The way she saw it, Alisa wagered two confident, attentive women like themselves might struggle to keep such secrets from one another, especially when neither seemed particularly keen on keeping it to themselves. All the more ironic a notion to have when two of them had come here in pursuit of the same mark and so far, neither had even remotely hinted to it:

"...And I'm sure the women you're with appreciate your dedication~... Still, devoting so much of your attention to others... Who's left to take care of you~?", cocking her head slightly as she cupped her cheek, Alisa couldn't help but muse mischievously on the matter, wondering what the girl might answer.

For all her cool though, feeling that idle hand coming down to rest on her leather clad knee still shot a tingle through her whole body, until the sculptress couldn't help but curl her lip in, running her tongue along the glossiness until they came out moist and shimmering ever so softly under the sultry lighting filling the nightclub. In the end, the tall teacher couldn't help but hum, that smile widening ever so softly:

"Hmmm, disappointing sounds like a gross understatement... Relatively speaking of course~", she teased, holding Maya's gazed the whole way as her idle hand came to rest on the back of the other woman's as those deft digits tiptoed up her wrist, gliding up as she savoured the asian amazon's smooth skin, then trickling back down, teasing it with her fingernails, "And what of yourself hmm~?", she asked once again, raising an eyebrow, raising her glass up to her lips for a sip as she mused, "With how quickly you came over... I can only imagine what disappointments I'm saving you from~"

Clearly, Maya's confidence had met its match... Someone as vain as the voluptuous vixen sitting across her who clearly thought highly of herself naturally imagined the effect her presence had on others. Though she scarcely ever felt the need to mention it, the flirtatious back and forth between the two assertive amazons seemed almost too good an opportunity to resist.

"I suppose... It takes one to know one, really~", quipped the sculptress, admiring the woman's response like the most natural thing in the world, as though there was no other way Maya could have reacted to the tall teacher's tantalizing touch. Alisa, on the other hand, settled for admiring the look on her face the whole way through, as her fingertips savoured the smoothness of her skin, "Ufufu... I know~..."

Yet for all her bodacious bravado, feeling that wandering hand hooking assertively around her waist still made her eyes widen for a split second as Maya could defenitely feel the hearty shiver from her body, as much as the silky smooth skin of her lower back, daringly exposed by the sculptress' choice of clothing:

"Mmmm~... I could think of worse places...", the end, the sculptress all but growled as the distance between them grew shorter with every passing second, her pulse quickening once more as she felt the amazing amazon slowly inching closer to her, making the sculptress put down her glass as her idle hand would snake along the seductive siren's shoulder, welcoming her closeness, easing the wonderful woman into her. Yet nothing quite compared to the rush of sensation from her perfect pout brushing hers, and Alisa needing every ounce of willpower not to let her tongue sneak out for a luscious little lick, let alone truly claim those lips in earnest. Instead, she merely savoured that tantalizing threshold, her fingernails trailing along Maya's upper back, filling her nostrils while her shapely chest heaved with every lungful of that heady scent of jasmine, "To put my money into."

It was at that moment that Alisa finally hesitated, mere inches away from taking the plunge, her lips yet marvelling at the supple softness of her soon to be lover's. She paused not because of any second thoughts towards the heart pounding threshold she was about to cross, but rather, the tongue clicking sight of her prey not only leaving the door she so carefull watched, but actually heading up a stairwell only a few meters away. A subtle hint of frustration crossed her face as her brow twitched, though Maya would probably miss this with how close they hung, it was more than enough for Alisa's hand to snake back along Maya's shoulder, all but stroking her cheek, teasing her as her irresistibly soft touch of her fingertip got between both their lips, running it wantonly along Maya's:

"Though I suppose~... We can probably come up with a better setting than this, don't you think~?"

"Mmmm, no... I hardly imagine you could~", teased the tall temptress, delighting in the way those wandering hands twined through her hair as such, all but leaning into that marvellous mitt as she held the wonderful woman's eyes the whole way, dragging her fingernails along her lower back, indeed, she too admiring on the resemblance between herself and this asian amazon. In the end, she couldn't help but chuckle as the greedy girl asked for a lot more than her money, "My my~... Are you saying my money isn't enough~? Worry not, Maya..."

She wanted nothing more than to hold the girl there and take the plunge both of them so desperately craved... But in the end, her sense of duty won out as Alisa remembered she had a mission here to accomplish, and at that moment she stood up from her stool, the sculptress finished her drink with a swift chug, cooing ever so softly before peeling away with a little lick of those luscious lips, marvelling at their taste:

"...One thing at at a time~", she'd say as she took the girl's hand and guided her towards the dancefloor, those wide, womanly hips swaying left and right with every seductive stride, looking over her shoulder and winking as the girl admired her curves in turn.

Mind you, Alisa hated crowds... No matter how she went about it, the mere feeling of bumping into them as they made their way through left their brow twitching. Alisa struggled finding the perfect place to give the two of them some space to move around it, but one that also allowed her to look up the staircase and spot her prey as they made their way towards a different room above them:

"My my~... When you put it like that...", with a seductive, sensual hint in her voice, Alisa couldn't help but nibble her luscious bottom lip at the sound of the mesmerizing Maya Murasaki's marvellous passion. In the end, she merely pivoted on one heel, turning around to to face the tall woman with a sultry, half lidded gaze, using their joined hands to pull her into her arms, slowly and smoothly drawing the other woman into her embrace, her face hanging but a mere inch from hers as her sizeable chest squished ever so softly into Maya's, "...Almost makes me want to put that determination to the test~..."

Mind you, Alisa still had her eyes on the prize. Her chosen spot allowed her gaze to drift upwards as she watched the door into which her prey had walked through. As Alisa lead the way, Maya too would have had a chance to catch him climbing up the stairwell and hiding there, but for the time being, Alisa's notion of which prize to keep her eyes on had seemingly blurred as the night went on:

"I can only imagine what I might find~...", she'd tease at last, her arm sliding around Maya's waist, holding her close as the slow, sultry beat of the music filled her body to the core, until she couldn't help but hold her red hot dance partner close to her, letting the rhythm guide her the whole way through as she eased her hips into her dance