Makota laughed a bit and continued to drink his strawberry margarita. Was that woman...flirting with him? He blinked a bit. He might feel he should have been a woman but he still had tendencies of a man. He liked either gender and just studied the woman. He looked back around the club slash bar. This was going to be an exciting night. Of this he was sure. He could entertain a woman for the night just as well if not better than he could a man. He was not picky. His gaze roamed over the sexy assortment of males dressed in not but an apron. That was such a sexy thought. His gaze moved back over to the woman in purple. It framed her body in all the right ways. He wasnâ€™t drooling over her and he never gave empty compliments. He would have had to been blind not to notice she was attractive.<br/><br/>Though soon the woman threw off her clothing and his eyes went wide. Then sighed and groaned. Seriously?! That man was nothing but trouble. How he managed to always break into every place of fun...was beyond him. That pirate was no good. He was hitting on the club owner and vampire queen...sorta. He had to admit the man had guts to hit on a vampiress. His fangs flashed a bit as he smiled in amusement. His gaze roamed back to the woman in purple. Perhaps...heâ€™d ask her for a dance. Yet before he could go over there to do so...Katherine was up on her makeshift throne.<br/><br/>His eyes went wide and he grinned like a fiend. Oooooooooo......this sounded exciting! He had not played a game like this since his eighteenth birthday. A party Millicent threw together for him. He blinked for a moment at the old womanâ€™s actions...then moved to play the game himself. Roaming over to a red headed male and knelt down. Moving his hands behind his back he tilted his head. Grabbing ahold of the bottom of the glowstick with his teeth. He pulled until it came off. Pulling it from his mouth and held it in his hand. Oooo....these men all smelled so tantalizingly delicious. He continued to go around grabbing glowsticks from men.<br/><br/>Jacoda saw and felt her eyes giving him the scan over. Not a once over but a full indepth eyeballed investigation of his true appearance. He just acted like he had no idea she was doing so. Stretching out as he had been rather tense in that form. Not exactly his favorite disguise but each disguise served a purpose. That one had served its purpose. Now it was gone and over with. He saw her smiled grow ever so slightly. If he had his pirate captains hat heâ€™d have taken it off and done a most overly acted out bowing type scene. Since he did not have it, or his awesome trench coat, he settled for a quick bow in which his arm crossed across his chest. â€œPirate Captain Jacoda Crow.â€<br/><br/>As he stood up he flashed a dashing and devilish grin. Glancing to the men cloaked only in an apron. â€œIâ€™d sat at your service but as I can see what that leads to...I say it not.â€ He smirked a bit. â€œI certainly do not fancy their attire.â€ He chuckled a bit. â€œStill...â€ He said with a smile. â€œ...I rather enjoy it here.â€ He watched her as she walked closer. Following her with his eyes as this time she started walking around him teasingly. Feeling her form brush against his every so often. He blinked and just followed her. What the devil was this dove up to?<br/><br/>He stared as she stood in front of him. â€œI much prefer this me as well.â€ he snickered. â€œThough I really do wish I could have had my trusty trenchcoat here. It completes the look you see.â€ he smiled an impish grin. He looked to his boots. â€œPirate boots dove. Pirate boots. Gotta love em.â€ He smirked after saying this. She was flashing her fangs at him. Oh dear...dove probably gonna eat him. Not in the kinky sexual way either. He watched her licking her fangs and found his thoughts imagining that tongue elsewhere. Oh yes...even his mind seemed to enjoy flirting with this obviously dangerous vampiress.<br/><br/>He arched an eyebrow as she went up on stage and made an announcement about the game. Well that was...interesting. Kinda kinky too in a strange what the hell is the point of that game...sort of way. He kept his gaze following the devilish woman...who he had to admit had him quite fascinated...as she reached behind the bar. She pulled out...a glowstick? What did she plan to do....oh my. He blinked as she put it upon his belt. Right in front of his groin. He mentally groaned. This did not bode well. Did not bode well at all. She was as dangerous as a great white and as mysterious as a treasure map in which the island is in a place unmarked upon any other map.<br/><br/>â€œWell...you could. Iâ€™d not have...mmmm...â€ he said. Cutting off his sentence as he felt her breasts squish up against his chest. Oh...the pleasure of the femaleâ€™s flesh. The softness of the womanâ€™s breasts...compared to nothing. Silk was never as soft or warm as that of a womanâ€™s chest. He groaned a bit and shivered as she trailed her breasts down his form as she went to kneeling before him. Dammit. He blinked in surprise when he felt her hands at his hips for all but a moment. Feeling them as they went behind him and then was in for quite the shock. Her hands went INTO his pants and was touching his ass. Wow...talk about kinky. And now...she was squeezing his ass. Wow...wasnâ€™t she the forward dove? Then again...once he got over the initial shock he had to admit...it wasnâ€™t that shocking. She was a vampiress and they were known for their straightfowardness.<br/><br/>She was smirking at him. He looked at her curiously then...holy shit! He groaned when her breasts crushed into his groin hard. Hell...he knew what was gonna happen now. He probably deserved it for tricking her like he had but...it all been in good fun. Troublemaker that he was he had been unable to resist. Then she was moving them up and down against him and his groin. His groan turned into a moan. His head fell back a bit. Fucking hell! That felt nice. Dammit. This had to be revenge for tricking her. He felt her get the glowstick off his belt and yet...she kept teasingly rubbing her breasts over his groin. â€œMmmmmm tease...â€ he moaned out. Damn her. Got his body all excited. Quite aroused he was.<br/><br/>It was quite noticable too considering she had caused a tent in his pants. He groaned...damn...pants...so constricting. Hell....he shifted trying to adjust himself to be more comfortable. His pants which normally were a nice fit felt so damn small. Like they shrank six sizes. Then up her body went her breasts again. He wanted to play with those teasing orbs of soft flesh. With his hands. With his mouth. God...the images werenâ€™t helping him douse the raging fire inside his pants. He looked at her with a heated look. Tease. Damn tease. She pressed against him and he grinded their groins together.<br/><br/>He smirked a bit. â€œCould be both...might have to investigate it for yourself.â€ He said in a husky and sexual purr. Playfully teasing her back. Inside his head trying everything he could think of to cool off the fact his body was aroused. Damn pants...so constricting. He moved against her and decided he wasnâ€™t going to play fair. He knew that a fanged ones neck was usually a hot spot. That nipping and sucking on it drove them wild. He got such the sexy devilish smile on his face. He moved his mouth to the right side of her neck. Sucking and nipping the flesh slowly as he made a downwards trail with her neck. Moving down her collarbone and across the front of her shoulder. Down her right breast and moved his mouth over her right nipple and pulled on it gently with his teeth. Moving his mouth up and over to the left breast and repeating that action. Grinding against her and had to clamp his hands behind him to keep from trying to pin the fanged one somewhere.<br/><br/>No hands...was the hardest rule he had EVER had to play by. He hated rules but eh...heâ€™d go along with it...just this one time. His mouth moved to press his head against her chest. Lightly nipping the flesh as he moved his mouth to the string of the glowstick. No hands. No hands. He wanted to touch her with his hands. Hardest...thing...ever. He grabbed ahold of the string and clamped his teeth down on it. Pulling the glowstick out from nestled between her breasts. Holding the now dangling from his mouth glowstick in his teeth. He stood up some but kept his body pressed into hers. He wanted his hands....to touch her. He moved them and pressed her into him more by the small of her back.