"C'mon Babe, Dance with me, will ya?" 

"Nope."

"Juniper, hunny, beautiful, people are going to start to wonder about us if you won't even do basic things with me. I can't have people thinking my girl is bored!"

"I told you, I don't like dancing. Can't we just go make-out in a corner or something?"

He tugged her a bit closer to him by the hand, the only thing she'd let him get a grip on while out in public, and tried to snake an arm around her waist. She spun away out of reach but let him keep the hand.

"We can make out anywhere. We aren't always gonna be somewhere like this." Xander sighed dramatically, valiantly keeping his temper in check, and tried to reel her in once more. "I could have brought any other girl with me you know. There are tons that would have jumped at the chance to get in on VIP status to this club."

Juniper frowned at him and contemplated pulling her hand away. "Why didn't you then? I've mentioned before that places like this aren't my favorite."

There was a heavy bass vibrating through the floor, the walls, the very foundation. The club was known for being more on the edgy Gothic side of the road. People dressed up in shiny fake leather, neon and all black. Spikes, chains, colored contacts. It was cool to look at, but not her cup of tea.

"Because I wanted it to be you, babe. I always want it to be you." 

She rolled her eyes slightly. It was hard to take him at his word for that when he was constantly off trying to get into some other girls pants, regardless if she had given her permission or not. She was new to the concept of an open relationship, which he had floated the idea of, and constantly felt on some level like he was trying to pull the wool over her eyes. He had a slew of girls she'd given him permission to be with, but any time some other guy tickled her fancy he found a million reasons to say no. 

It just... felt off. 

"Juniper, babe. Juni, c'mooon, please?"

"Stop callin' me that! @#$ing, fine already!" She blushed from a mix of embarrassment and frustration. Ever since she had let it slip that, for the most part, only Xavier was allowed to call her Juni, Xander had made it a point to slip the nickname in whenever he felt like he could get away with it. That, coupled with a pout and killer bedroom eyes, and it was hard not to cave. 

She let him pull her in closer as he grinned triumphantly and tried to ignore the weird feeling in her gut when he wrapped his long arms around her and gripped her securely. The dancing all around them was either some elaborate patterned dance alone, or two or three people just grinding away on each other to the music. Obviously Xander was into the latter.

You know what people liked... A lot? Like... Almost universally. Ash-Lee knew. Ash-Lee made it their business to know. Business was booming, and thus, Ash Lee was in a goth dance club, being a big titty goth.

Was this the place that would most appreciate such a thing? Actually, no, but it was up there. To be fair, though, as it was mentioned, almost everyone liked a good big titty goth. Oh yeah, They were getting laid tonight. By Whom? Someone here. Everyone here? Maybe. It was an entertaining thought. Based on the likes they felt flying about, it was also a possibility.

The Dance was frenetic, the lights were flashing, and the beat was bumping as Ash bumped about their body, bouncing in all of the right places to make eyes linger, or sneak peaks when it was thought they weren't paying attention. Oh lordy, it felt good to be wanted so badly. There was a lul inbetween the songs the DJ blended together, and the Deep, red skinned feminine form looked about with mischevious black eyes to gage the room. It was about time to approach a gawker or two, make this the best night of their life.

An odd sensation fell over them, though... A glance into one of the other rooms. Someone... wasn't having fun. Oh, no no no, they couldn't have that, could they?

A pointed tail flicked about for a moment as they stepped to a wall for a moment to watch. She was good looking... She didn't like the music. She didn't like to dance. She... didn't like the man who was hanging on her touching her... She didn't like her boyfriend.

Well... This was interesting. One look at her boyfriend told them... So. So much. A devilish grin formed to match the horns.

Moments later, a short, rather well endowed feminine form with a bob of dark, dark red hair, sharp eyes on a rounded face sort of... materialized from the crowd. There, Ash-Lee stood, looking at the two of them intently, one arm behind her back, hand clasped around the opposite elbow. With feigned nerves, they bit their bottom lip softly with sharp fangs, and looked up at Xander, before turning to Juniper, and saying. "Uhm... Hi... Is... That your boyfriend?"

She did try. A little bit. Juniper put the barest amount of effort into moving along with him so that it didn't feel like he was dragging around a cold limp fish. She felt a little bad seeing as he seemed so excited, but it was hard to push past the intense dislike for basically everything going on. She hated dancing. She didn't like the music, she wasn't gonna be allowed to sleep with anyone she liked unless Xander agreed as well, AND the bar was horrible. She'd flat out condescended too when she asked for a stiff drink on the rocks and had been given some weird fruity drink instead that tasted way too much like coconut.

Xander focused on the owner of the voice-first and Juniper's attention was caught when she felt Xander reflexively tense, like full-body tense, in her arms. Well, that was new. The phaser craned her head to see who it was and...oh, well, yeah. No, that seemed about right. The speaker kinda looked like the kinky devil artwork he had all over his apartment.

"Oh, well, y-"

Xander let out a low whistle, interrupting her, and she was suddenly released from his arms. It was a relief, and also mildly insulting.

"Now that is a style I could get behind. Dark beauty in the flesh."

Juniper's expression fell flat. He was laying it on thick and she knew exactly what that meant.

"...Yes." She continued after a moment, "He is."

Xander looped an arm back around her, jostled her a bit, and leaned in to whisper in her ear the oh-so-brilliant idea he had just come up with.

Juniper entertained it for a moment and then let out a little breath through her nose.

"I mean, yeah, sure, but I'm not in charge of everyone here. You kinda need to ask her too."

Apparently, he thought he had that quite covered.

"Hey, Darlin, you ever hear about LustWulf? I'm the lead singer."

Hook. Bait. Sinker. For the tiny fish, of course. While it may not seem like it, Ash liked just about anything that someone could consider a good time. That included fishing. Many knew that the best way to catch a big fish... was with a smaller one. And boy, was he small.

He didn't just like Ash when he saw them. He was knocked out of the park. They paid it little mind. Without paying attention they could feel the naughty things he'd like to do to them. Shame, Ash liked those things, too. Only when it was with someone interesting, though. And the interesting one here was not the one hitting on them.

"Thank you, I try." The sweet little voice chimed in, tucking some hair behind an ear as they maintained eye contact with Juniper. He asked if they'd heard of LustWulf. "Nope. Never. Hey, so does your boyfriend mind if we f$%^?" It was an easy answer. He had, after all, been thinking about how badly he wanted to swim in the sea with both of them at once.

Shame, he wouldn't be getting that. But getting to watch was close enough, right? Slimy men like that took what they could get. A shy smile was gifted, along with a bashful head tilt. Their tail swooshed about gently from side to side behind them.

Xander was pumped. Riling himself up like he always did when he saw something he wanted and was on the cusp of obtaining it. His puls was a little quicker, it felt a little hotter all of the sudden. He was already envisioning where to go in different scenarios and everything he wanted to do.

So, with all of that sexual tension hanging in the air, it caught him completely off guard when the object of the cutie's desire wasn't him... it was Juniper?

The short blonde at his side barely stifled a laugh, which earned her a glare, and she ran a hand through her hair anxiously.

The skin color was an exotic kind of beautiful. Pleasant to look at for sure. Plump lips and gorgeous eyes. It was a very easy yes. Instantaneous even. She turned and looked up at Xander.

"So-"

"Babe." All the charm was gone, she could see how irritated he was. Xander wasn't a man that liked being ignored. " I'd love to say yes, but... You know how much this is like the exact dream I've been having for a long time." He couldn't keep his eyes off of the new girl and her voluptuous figure. Juniper was okay, kinda meh in the looks department but able to pull off some pretty freaky things in bed. This girl was his dream girl. He'd be damned if he was going to sit back and let someone else enjoy it without him.

His hand curled around her, squeezing in a way that made Juni wildly uncomfortable. "I mean, maybe I could agree to if we could turn it into something we could all enjoy?"

If the babe wanted Juniper for whatever god awful reason she had, he was going to use her as a bargaining chip to get exactly what he wanted too.

Oh, as if it could be... any easier. At times it felt like people were clay to Ash-Lee, to be molded at their convenience. A sly smile was given as the woman assessed them, and decided they liked what they saw. The boyfriend, however, predictably decided that since he wasn't involved, it was a no.

That's what they were looking for. As if seeing him for the first time, the big titty goth devil looked him up and down, and poked her cheek in thought for a long moment before nodding. "Wellll... If you want to join in on the two of us... I suppose I wouldn't mind. Are you comfortable with things getting a little kinky?" Key words were important. This man didn't just like Kinky. He liked to think of himself as... The epitome of Kinky. Oh, what a man! If england were the Edge he'd live on an Island and call himself king!

The way he looked at his girlfriend nearly garnered a sneer, but it was hidden with a smile. "She doesn't like it when you squeeze, lovey. Maybe don't." It was instinct. They hoped it didn't ruin the mood, but when they saw someone else making someone not like the situation they were in, they couldn't help but speak up.

"Now... Do you three want to find a room, then?"

"Oh, sweetness, I'm more than comfortable with that. In fact, I think you'll find my tastes more than a little unconventional."

Oh.. god, no. Not the kinky thing again. Juniper was unfortunately aware of what Xander considered to be 'kinky' and it was just... not. She suppressed a sigh, "Sure... why not."

Juniper blinked, and stared, caught off guard by the girl's comment for a moment. Oh... maybe she'd been a bit too expressive with her dislike for that. She'd have to be more careful in the future.

"I know just the place, babe."

He detached himself from juniper, which she didn't react to, and moved to lead the still-unnamed woman with a sweep of his arm and then an attempt at hooking it around her. He'd been to this club before a few times and had a room he typically used. It was up a flight of metal stairs, down a walkway that overlooked the bar and dance floor, and tucked toward the back in a corner. There was a large mirrored window looking out over the lights and DJ, and inside the room were dark flush couches and a gothic-inspired table. Xander used a key-card on the electronic lock to get in, held the door open for the BTG (Juniper let herself in behind him) and the door swung shut and locked with a click.

Xander was already taking his shirt off, revealing a tight, well-trained body covered in an assortment of tattoos. Juniper was reminded why she still put up with him for the most part and sighed again, but made no move to undress yet. Despite being in a club where leather and lace were the fashion, she was in jeans and a red pullover.

"So how kinky do you wanna get, doll? Should we break out the safewords?" Xander, in all of his pigheadedness, couldn't see this small woman being any kinky her than Juniper was. She probably thought hairpulling was edgy.

Oh Shit. That was... The most... Pathetic, edgelord class response they had ever heard in their life. Wait, wasn't that from that craptatstic book series? Had he copied his response from a teenage fanfic?! Oh. They were going to crush this man in ways that were in no way pleasurable... for him. Their eyes landed upon Juniper once more, and eyebrows waggled once at her reaction to the statement of her dislikes.

He led them uptairs. Ash-lee would spin gently from his attempts to grapple them and follow at a slow pace, movements methodical and relaxed; a hunter stalking small prey. They noted the room. The locks. The Keycard. Creepy. Super, super creepy. They would need the keycard before they continued. No one liked being locked in a room with a creep like this. That was simple enough. As he was taking off his shirt they moved up and planted a wet one on him, reaching into his pocket and extracting the keycard in a fluid motion and tucking it away before retreating and walking back toward the door. They started to unbutton their black shirt, granting relief to buttons that had been taxed to their limits holding that chest. "Ohhh, I like that... Let's make the safeword... Daddy."

The feminine form paused, and looked to Juniper. "Oh, you aren't into it, are you? That's okay... How about I slip into something you might... appreciate a little more." There was a light giggle that turned into a chuckle as the female form suddenly grew and shifted into an absolutely ripped, tall, muscular masculine form, bearing some features she seemed to appreciate. Ash-lee looked at her with a wry smile as they started to take off their shirt. "Better?"

Oh, jeez. Were they at it already? Juniper made a slow show of kicking her shoes off, not sexy at all, and contemplated if she could get away with a nap either before or after.

She shook herself and started sliding her hoodie up over her head. C'mon Juniper. Head in the game. You've faked it before! It was easy and of course, the physical bit was enjoy...able? The phaser blinked as their new companion started stripping and the girl yet again seemed to hit the nail on the head. Suspicion set in a little, maybe paranoid or whatever. She was either really not on her game tonight or... something was up.

Xander didn't seem to notice. Heck, he only had eyes for their buxom friend. Which, in retrospect, was hilarious when she started @#$%ing transforming into probably the hottest person with male features she'd ever seen IN HER LIFE.

Xander's eyes just about popped out of his head and if she had been drinking anything she would have spat it right out.

"Holy@#$%"
"WHATTHE@#$%"

Juniper and Xander almost drowned each other out, both exclaiming loudly and at the same time. While Juniper was sad to see the feminine beauty go, she also experienced a spike of excitement. Someone who could just shift form at will? How cool! That probably had so many uses in the sack! Xander in the meantime had stopped trying to hop out of his pants and was staring in open-mouthed horror at what his dream girl had become.

"Wh... what? I didn't agree to this. I agreed to the other one! What are you?!"

"Way to be rude, dude." Juniper scratched at the back of her head in confusion. She did kind wanna know what was going on.

She continued speaking to the still-unnamed wo-...no, wait... person. "I mean, there wasn't anything wrong with the first one, but yeah that's pretty dang hot."

Why did those abs look familiar?

Xander was trying to pull his pants back on as quickly as possible now, "Like hell it is! What kind of sick joke is this?"

"Again, pretty rude, dude!"

This was the moment they lived for. The excitement in Juniper's eyes. That display of likes running up their masculine form as eyes explored them. What a rush. Oh, they could reach paradise from this moment alone if it wouldn't ruin the moment. And what a moment it was, as they resisted a terrifying grin in place of an innocent little smile as their eyes drifted to the tall man, who was absolutely freaking out. "Oh, but baby, you said you were down to join us, didn't you?" They stepped toward him as he fiddled with his pants, reaching past to place a hand on the wall behind him.

"Joking? Me? Why would I joke? Oh! I know... You aren't into men, are you? That's okay. I'm not one... Well... Not always. Here. How about this?" The form shifted once more, hair lengthening and turning a pinkish, their chest blossomed, bare as it was, and face shifted to display more feminine features.

Still, they were just as tall, ripped and muscular as they had been. A flexible, and yet beefy leg lifted up to cover the other side of the wall, leaving him little room to maneuver. "You're girlfriend's right...Don't be rude, now... We're only just starting, and you wanted... oh, so badly to play with both of us at once, right?" A nailed hand would move up to trace his cheek as they looked into his eyes, long, pointed tail swishing behind them before it started to trail up his leg.

"Unless... you want out... I'm not scaring you, am I? I know... you can use the safe word if you want to!" They leaned in, allowing their breath to caress his skin. "Well... are you going to call me daddy?"

Outwardly Xander was a very confident person. He took care of himself in every conceivable way, wasn't easily pushed around, and could hold his own in a fight. He had an image to protect, and that image just happened to work with all of the worldly desires he had as well. Money, fame, and women.

But... on the inside, he was a very flawed, insecure person. He was a human in a world of fantastical mutants. Ordinary in most ways except for his looks and the music career he was stoking. He was fearful of rejection, of falling out of the limelight, and of losing his masculinity... which he tended to cling to as one would cling to a life preserver.

Whoever this chick was, she was currently acting as a direct threat to a lot of things he held dear. Juniper was right there watching and waiting to see what he would do. If he failed to prove himself he was sure she'd be the leak in his hull that sank him.

"You're sick in the head, lady." He'd gotten his pants back up, but had unfortunately allowed himself to get backed up against the wall was currently caged in by grossly muscular arms attached to a pretty face. The ugliness he usually kept inside leeched out and ended up on his face.

"The @#$% you are! As if you could scare me, lady! Do you know who I am? I'll bury you."

Juniper, who had been shifted back and forth from finding this whole thing immensely funny and also slightly concerning, tensed. Uh-oh... She'd heard him say that before, and usually swinging fists weren't very far behind.

Xander lifted a hand to physically push Ash-lee away.

There it was... The shell, breaking. That fragile masculinity melting away to show a scared little boy pretending to be a man.

A ruefull smile came to Ash's face just as his got ugly. "You're nobody. You're a sick man who likes to control people, and I eat bitches like you for breakfast." The devil's sharp words turned into a purr. "Or... I show them something about themselves they never wanted to admit, and I set them free... Admit it... You like to be small, you're just afraid not to be big-"

He suddenly shoved the red skinned babe/beefcake, who was interrupted mid sentence, stumbling back a step before shifting into a smaller form and bouncing to onto their bottom. The frail, feminine form looked up at him as they shook off their surprise at the lashing out. "Ow..."

Things were happening quickly and not exactly like the plan had been when they'd stepped into the room. Xander was pissed she could see it on his face, and he wasn't great at controlling his emotions. Regardless of what had been said to him (wasn't this just like.. power play or something?) in Juniper's mind it was no reason for him to try and get Physical.

"Hey, Xander, don't."

She'd seen him get in scuffles before at a few shows and an occasional bar. He was quick to wanna prove himself with his fists when haters crept up to try and put him down. Usually, Juniper didn't care if the other party seemed to be into it as well, but... she wasn't exactly feeling like this was the case. They'd accepted the deal without knowing fully what they were getting into, and Xander was simply not handling it well.

The shove knocked the red-skinned figure to the ground, another shift happened, and Xander didn't seem to want to stop. "You'll be eating your @#$%in' teeth when-"

"STOP."

Juniper appeared in his warpath. Small but mighty, and thoroughly through with his crap. The whole night, actually.

"Let's just go-"

He reached out like he was going to physically shove her out of the way, eyes still angry and crunched and focused only on the feminine figure on the floor. "Get out of the @#$%in way, Juniper, or I'll put you on the ground too."

For once she was actually surprised when his large hand landed and he put all his strength into throwing her to the side. She stumbled, landed on her knees, and took just a second to register what had happened.

Oh.. it was on.

Xander didn't know who this person was, whether they were actually a girl or a guy, or something else. All he knew was that he was going to make sure they knew that he wasn't someone they could mess with. "I'm no ones bi-"

As he was hicking a leg back to kick the red woman while she was down, Juniper's feet suddenly appeared out of nowhere and connected solidly with his chest. She'd taken a running leap at him, un-phased in time for her full weight to land full force, and sent the both of them careening toward the wall with the one-way mirror. His shoulder and back smacked into it as Juniper landed a little awkwardly an arm's length away, and scrambled back to her feet.

"Juni, what in the-"

"I told you not to call me that."

Was Ash afraid of this man? Yes. Ash was afraid of this man. It honestly didn't take much to make Ash afraid. The sense that satisfaction would come from beating their face in was evident on this walking peice of sh$%, and it made the devil's face reflect that fear.

The small woman chimed in, and Ash nodded. It was all in good fun, right? No need to make it violent! Ash-Lee scrambled back a bit as the man stepped forward and the woman stepped in to get in the way. He shoved her out of the way, and Ash's hands moved to brace their pretty features from impending impact.

It never came, and the little devil's eyes widened as they watched the little scrapper fling herself at the man, sending him into the one way mirror against the wall. Quickly, they shifted form into a bulky masculine one once more as they climbed to their feet. "Looks like you're her bitch right now, bigguy."

Ash crossed their arms over their chest and tried to look imposing.

"Yeah, that's probably not helping."

juniper was back on her feet and just... waiting. Xander looked pretty angry still but it had shifted momentarily to surprise and... Shock? Betrayal? Eh, maybe. She couldn't read him sometimes through all the chode.

"Are you kidding me right now, babe?" He'd never been the type to keep his voice down and it showed right then as he shouted at her. "You're defending that- that-!"

She crossed her arms. "I am. This could have all sprung from a huge misunderstanding, so, like, why would the appropriate reaction be to run in swinging? So what if you got poked at. You should have used the safeword and tried to have a conversation to end things."

The veins in his forehead bulged and he pushed himself to his feet to tower over her, trying to use his height to his advantage.

"The sick @#$% she was tryin to pull wasn't-"

She wasn't having that, though.

"Look, I know you think the epitome of being kinky is like choking and bondage and s@#%, but it's not. It's pretty @#$%ing vanilla, actually, and that's on you for not understanding." She was going little red in the face herself while thinking back on all of the crappy things he'd ever done or said to her.

"As they said, I think you do like being small so that nobody ever breaks that bubble you've created around yourself!"

"I don't have to take this @#$% from you, or HER. It's over. I'm done with you."

He snatched his shirt up off the ground, stormed toward the door and turned back. "Consider yourself out of the @#$%ing band, too, you traitor!"

He tried the door handle and...

It was locked.

He tried it one more time, growled and rifled through his pockets, and then froze.

"...."

Thus began a frantic, angry search around the floor for a presumably dropped key card, all the while Xander cussed and moaned about everything and anything he could think up... including some very creative insults about Juniper's mother and the Red Devils biology.

"Hey... wanna get out of here?"

Juniper turned and looked at the once again beefy interloper and offered them a hand. Xander paused his search in order to go pale.

"No, wait, Juni-"

Regardless of what the devil said, she yoinked them with her straight through the wall, out onto the walkway, and left Xander locked inside. Muffled shouting could be heard from inside, and a faint bouncing on the glass signaled that her, um... ex-boyfriend was probably taking out his frustration on the mirror.