19 - Nightclub (BluKodi)
``This spot is meant to be good...'' Kodi was staring at his phone, stroking and scrolling through potential options to start his night. He pointed in the general direction of the club for Bal to spot. The dragon was also keeping his head on a swivel. Every so often his scaled tail attempted to curl around the wolfdog's. Kodi always wagged it free - not because the gesture was unwelcome, but because he didn't want to give any ground. Not yet.
``I can hear the music from here,'' Bal said, wincing slightly from the thumping percussive beat.
``Perfect, let's do it.''
This was a semi-monthly ritual of theirs. Both Bal and Kodi were quite skilled hypnotists, but a long enough dry spell could make them get a little rusty. So they had an arrangement; every so often, they would meet up and take turns putting each other under. It often ended up being a prelude to a much steamier evening; that was probably not as likely tonight, since they were aiming to practice more subtle methods in a more public space. Even so, it usually was a pretty fun time for both of them.
Tonight, they decided there was going to be an extra challenge. Kodi picked out a nearby place where the music would be so loud that their options would be much more limited. Without the ability to speak audibly, they'd have to rely on their eyes, and their bodies.
``You ready?'' Bal asked Kodi, as the wolfdog slipped his phone back into his pocket. They knew they wouldn't be able to speak below a shout as soon as they passed through the club's threshold.
``Hell yeah,'' Kodi said, ``Let's go.''
The club's interior was jet black and austere; the flashing strobing lights did most of the heavy lifting to give it atmosphere. The colours swirled and blended from blue, to grey, to white, to tan, to yellow, to red. It took the pair a while to deduce the rhythm as they leaned at the bar, having a couple of drinks to get themselves going.
They did make some conversation as they worked through their first pint, though that was all being conducted by shouting into each other's ears. There was no doubt that once the trancing started, words would not be sufficient.
Kodi caught Bal trying to put the moves on him first. That scaly, fuzz-tipped tail looped around Kodi's ankle, drawing his attention from the writhing bodies on the dance floor to his eyes. Rings of cyan, pink and light purple, flowed through the dragon's gaze. There was something candy-like about them, like a sumptuous sugary treat. Kodi could taste that sweetness on his tongue. The eyes glowed like beacons in the dark, illuminating the dragon's smiling face, his dark bangs, his inviting grey snout.
Oop. Almost caught him off guard.
Kodi didn't feel like being the first one to drop, though. He was eager to go first as the `tist; not to mention he was sure he was better at using his hypno-eyes than Bal was. He allowed himself to sag for a moment, giving the dragon a false sense of victory. He leaned in closer to the colour, feeling the tingle push through his eyes and into his head. It was still well within his power to resist, and pull himself free. Bal leaned in closer too, letting those candy colours take up his vision. He reached out and took Kodi's paws in his, using the claws to trace little circles in his open palms.
It felt nice. Kodi was stealing that.
Kodi let an easy smile creep along his face. He tapped into the feelings of submission he felt in the past, letting Bal believe he was falling quicker than usual. Bal crooked an eyebrow at that, and it looked like he was chuckling.
Kodi hardened his expression into a proper smirk as he pounced, his eyes flooding with warmth as his eyes turned into swirling headlights of orange and yellow. Bal's face was bathed with them. His eyes were full of those same warm ripples his face had time to slacken.
Kodi gripped Bal's paws, turned them over, and returned the tickling favour with his claws. He scooched closer to him, tugging his arms closer until they were nose to nose, nuzzling like lovebirds.
He was close enough to hear Bal croak and giggle happily. Wonderful. He kept eye contact even as he reached for the bar to take his cocktail. He brought the straw to his lips, sucked down the rest of the sweet liquid courage, and tugged Bal gently out of his seat. Kodi felt like dancing all of a sudden. It'd be a good way to take his subject deeper. And Bal was in no position to argue. He followed Kodi's gaze to and fro, his eyes illuminated by Kodi's warm hypnotic colours. Kodi held Bal by his wrists as he slipped off the bar stool, gently guiding the dragon along towards the dance floor. It wasn't too packed, and there wasn't any risk of someone crashing into them as he took his `prey' along. But Kodi was pretty sure they were drawing attention to each other, with their slow pace and the glow in their eyes.
Once they were on the dance floor, Kodi yanked Bal towards him and pulled him into a tight embrace. He didn't bother telling the dragon to `sleep'; there was no need, seeing how Bal was already draped over his wolf-dog friend. Kodi was taking the lead, spinning Bal around and swinging around him; the dragon was little more than a mesmerised fulcrum, around which Kodi could turn and gyrate. Bal kept craning his head, trying to follow whenever Kodi dipped out of his sight from one shoulder to the next. Kodi wrapped his wrist around Bal's tail, tugging him like a leash and guiding him too and fro in a tranced tango.
Kodi could feel eyes on them, more than a few pair of eyes in fact. He was happy to humiliate his friend a little, give him a bit of a tease.
He began to notice, however, that there were little flecks of gold at the edge of his vision every so often, and they became more and more frequent. It wasn't until he stopped on the spot and looked around that he realized that the eyes that were on him were all lazily spiralling with his rings of colour. They'd been caught in the blast radius of his hypnotic charms, and were all staring at him with varying degrees of confusion, wonder and pleasure.
Self-consciousness was nowhere to be found in the wolf's head, though. The cocktail had gone right to his head, coaxing out a sort of megalomaniacal dominance. He couldn't resist including them. It'd be quite rude not to, in fact...
He beckoned his audience to come closer and surround him, to bathe him in their worship and obedience. Pressing himself against Bal, Kodi welcomed his new thralls with open arms, letting them envelop him with their warm bodies. He didn't close his eyes right away, making sure each of those revellers got a little direct kiss from their colours. They all seemed grateful for it.
He leaned back, his head resting on Bal's shoulder. His lips were close to Bal's earhole, so he spoke into the dragon's ear.
``You can play with these ones next... I bet you'd do a fantastic job.''
``Uhuh...'' Bal probably didn't even understand what Kodi just suggested. Not that it mattered. He could remind him later.