Wine & Dine (wes/Emi/Trish)

by **Louie Calvin Klein** Thu Jul 08, 2021 8:24 pm

Be careful who you trust ; salt and sugar look the same

Five years, six months, and seventeen days—that's how long it's been since Louie fell into this world. He remembered that day so clearly as if he were reliving it in his head over and over and over. Weeks had passed since his battle with Vandrad, and Louie drank so heavily every day that he'd go to sleep drunk and angry. He slept with women he had no interest in and sped down racetracks in cars so fast that he smelled like burnt rubber when he got home. But none of it made him happy. None of them could quench his bloodlust for revenge.

He remembered how his rage tormented him each night, how he'd wake up in a cold sweat after reliving the scene in his dreams. He became so fed up with the world and how they dared to treat him, as if everyone was making him behave in such an ugly way. It came to a point where Louie wanted nothing but to see their world burn, but just before he could act on such wicked, childish impulses, everything changed in a magical green glow 0f light.

* * *

"Welcome, master! Won't you take a seat over here?" said one Neko girl, dressed in bright red short-shorts and a V-neck tee that seemed to feature her naturally curvy figure. It was a blatantly raunchy get-up, but she wasn't the only waitress in that bar that was dressed in that way. Anthros of all kinds were serving guests and slipping tips in between their breasts, leaning over their customers as they ordered at tables or waited for drinks at the bar.

Intoxicated was a relatively new bar in Engloria—five years, to be exact—and it's entire selling point were big-chested anthros girls and alcohol you couldn't find anywhere else. As humiliating and undignified it could be towards its female workers, it brought the money in, and Louie Calvin Klein lived somewhat comfortably because of their efforts.

It was nothing close to what he had back in the other realm, but new circumstances demanded new changes.

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— "" @wes

by **wes** Mon Jul 12, 2021 7:58 am

all these little lies

and most of them are mine

my words are coated in honey and wine

Sometimes, you needed to have a little bit of fun —something to really liven up your day— even if it was silly and entirely idiotic. The week had been a dull one for the casino owner, for which reason he had found himself agreeing to a certain thief’s request. He hadn’t been coerced into the scheme. Actually, it had taken little to no time at all for him to agree. Maybe he had had his grievances at first glance but, in the end, he was sold on two very distinct features that came about the abso-fucking-lutely unnecessary plan. Two features, and one peculiar date which was rapidly approaching on his agenda.

So there he stood afore a scantily clad catgirl who called him master by form of greeting. A cute tactic, of course, used to cater to crowds of fetishist and perverts. While he did find it crude and inelegant, it wasn’t an entirely bad approach. Sex always sold wherever you were and Engloria, despite it’s uppity nobles and snobby merchants, was no different from any other place in Vyldermire. And who was Wes to tear down another man’s business?

Besides, he had visited worse places, after all.

He offered the anthro a warm smile, in turn contemplating her offer with fingers softly resting on his own lips, “Hmm, while I’m sure it’s a lovely corner I do believe I’m better suited for the bar tonight.”

Dressed very much unlike himself, the usual suits and vest had been replaced by a more casual attire. He seemed more the playboy looking to unwind or the usual socialite looking for a fill of something interesting as the cut of his outfit still rang expensive to the eye. His step carried a certain energy to it as he eagerly bounded his way to the bar from behind the feline employee.

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by **Emi Kazama** Mon Jul 12, 2021 12:21 pm

joker's always wild

but I just can't smile without you

You know those bad ideas that seem like a good idea at the time? This wasn't one of those ideas. This was a bad idea from the start. Emi knew it, too. When the thief ran her mouth about a special occasion calling for special occasion wine, and what better way to find out if there's best tasting wine than by stealing it from the place that claimed to have 'alcohol you couldn't find anywhere else,' a part of her was joking - mostly the part where she knew the Intoxicated bar flaunted their large chested anthros waitresses, which would require her to dress up as one to even get in to steal the good stuff from the back. The part about stealing wine in the first place was not a joke though, and she'd be lying if she weren't into the thrill. Wesley could even use a little fun in that regard. Besides, why pay for something that might not even be worth it?

Sadly, this was one of those jokes that effectively bit her in the butt, the lower region now cheekily revealed by the short skirt she was now wearing, held by two suspenders straps over her shoulders while wearing a small white crop top that revealed a lot of her D- sized cleavage than she ever revealed on a casual day - Complete with bow tie, white gloves, and wrist cuffs to boot. Unfortunately, when Wesley agreed to her half joking plan, Emi was stubborn enough to stick by it, even at the cost of looking racist as fuck while wearing fake bunny ears with her jade colored hair covering the headband, and a fake bunny tail being glued onto the middle of her short skirt. If Alfie or Pomme could see her now - let's just say that it was better that her family never see nor hear about how low her morals have gone.

The curvy thief in disguise wore a smile along her lips as she meandered her way about the bar, taking people's empty glasses onto a tray and wiping the bar table for any incoming patrons. When she stole a glance, she noticed that one of those incoming patrons was the very man she worked for. While her green eyes scanned Wesley's attractive and rare casual attire once more, Emi's wiping slowed and her chest visibly danced to a slower rhythm as shown by her revealed cleavage in the white crop top that she wore. Narrowing her eyebrows with a mischievous smile sliding across her lips, Emi purposefully dropped the rag onto the floor. "Oops! Oh, don't get up.. I'll get it.." Her velvety voice reassured before drawing a breath at this degrading word she learned all the waitresses had to use while she smiled, "..master.." With that, she bent down slowly to picked it up before popping herself back up erectly again. Tossing him a teasing smirk while emitting a giggle she stifled with a bite of her lower lip, Emi returned to wiping down the tables while slowly making her way towards the back storage room. This wine 'that you couldn't find anywhere else' better be fucking amazing if she was going through these lengths to steal it. Still, this kind of special occasion only came once a year.

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by **Trishna** Mon Jul 12, 2021 5:51 pm

Trishna hummed happily to herself as she walked the busy streets of Engloria, nearly skipping as she made her way to her destination. Wherever she passed, heads turned; anthros, eldritch, human and gaiyan alike! Nevermind the fact a fair few of them looked at her with some amount of disgust, attention was attention! This outfit certainly seemed to turn heads, and her mother had always said once you had their attention, the hard part was over and the fun could begin.

The outfit itself was fairly simple all in all. Trishna sported what the otherworlder tailor had called a “bunny outfit” which he had said on his world was renowned for being among the most classic and recognizable of sexy outfits, though with a slight modification: normally, a fluffy little bunny tail would adorn the backside of the outfit, but Trishna had needed to cut a hole in the outfit in order to facilitate her own long sinouis tail, so instead the had affixed the fluff to the end of her own tail. That same fluff wagged in tandem with the succubus’ walking, making it obvious to everyone just how great a mood she was in.

Soon enough, she reached her destination, and the reason she had to finally don this attire, Intoxicated. It was the kind of place that was raunchy in the best of ways, with well-endowed anthros of all sorts serving customers in skimpy outfits that wouldn’t be all that out of place in the brothel Trishna had grown up in herself. The place was fairly busy, but it seemed Trishna had arrived early enough that there were still some open tables and seats by the bar. She was thankful for that, since she had heard the place sometimes got so crowded there was a line out front to get inside.

As she reached the entrance, she was greeted by a wolf anthro with long silver hair and what looked to be the fluffiest tail Trishna had seen in her life. “Hello! Would you prefer a booth, a table…” the anthro trailed off for just a moment as she actually fully registered what she was looking at. The shock at Trishna’s audacity seemed to give the woman pause, and the succubus got the feeling the woman wasn’t quite sure what to make of her. After a brief pause, the woman managed to come back to her senses and finished her usual greeting, “...or would you like to sit at the bar?”

“I think the bar sounds wonderful!” Trishna said with a beaming smile, then focused on the beautiful yellow eyes of the anthro in front of her. She gave the wolf woman a wink and continued, “Maybe if you’re off before closing time you can join me?”

“Umm… sorry mistress I’m on shift until close tonight, maybe next time you come around?” The anthro replied, seemingly torn on how she should be feeling right this moment under the succubus’ gaze. She instead fell back on her training and somewhat stiffly motioned to the bar. “Go ahead and take whichever seat you wish, I’m sure a bartender will be with you shortly…”

“Thats a shame,” Trishna replied, faking a pout. “I’ll be around if anything changes!” She continued, then began to make her way to the bar. She hadn’t taken but a few steps before a familiar face caught her gaze. The cute redhead from one of her recent jobs looked to be over by the bar right now, what were the chances of that? She knew she had heard his name before but her mind blanked on it at the moment… still, she wouldn’t let this chance pass her by! She made her way over to the bar and decided to break the ice.

“Hey handsome,” She began, taking a seat next to the cute redhead. “Fancy meeting you here!” Her eyes wandered downwards, and she subtly licked her lips while taking in his outfit. “I’m digging the new look..”

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by **Louie Calvin Klein** Thu Jul 22, 2021 3:30 am

Be careful who you trust ; salt and sugar look the same

It wasn't unusual for Intoxicated to bring in so many customers at once. It prided itself on its devoted audience and tasteful products, and perhaps it was for that reason that the redheaded mafia boss, reckless thief, and bubbly succubus found their way into such a shamelessly crude place. Whatever their reasons were, the raunchily dressed anthros that worked there cared more for their tips than the why of their customers' arrival, and it was for that reason that so many of them were eager to work the bars.

Sitting not too far from the redhead was a chubby young man in his mid-twenties and a lanky one next to him, ogling their big-chested kitsune bartender with an explicit red flush on their cheeks. Despite looking delighted by the view, there was a twinkle of playful disappointment on their faces.

"Aww, man! All out of Eureka again?" said the chubby one, smiling.

"I'm sorry, Master! Ever since the promotion began, our shelves empty as quickly as we stock them!" the kitsune girl smiled back modestly, "She'll get a bottle out just for you two!"

There was an awkward pause between the three of them before before the kitsune girl glanced over at her, supposedly, green-haired lapin coworker. She cleared her throat as if that would remind her of the "usual" routine, but her cues being ignored, she just tugged on her shoulder impishly.

"What are you doing? Go get two more bottles of Eureka from the back. We're all gonna get it if Mr. Klein sees that we aren't constantly stocking!" she spoke in an urgent, hushed voice. She seemed upset by her coworker's cluelessness, but also didn't seem to care that they hadn't even recognized each other. So many anthros had found themselves working in such an offensive workplace, unable to deny the work opportunities that would've been difficult to catch anywhere else in the industry, no one seemed to care about knowing each other. Fondling with something in her back pocket, the kitsune girl hurriedly handed a small, unremarkable key to the back to her. "Go! Go on, now!"

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— "" @wes

by **wes** Sat Jul 31, 2021 10:52 pm

all these little lies

and most of them are mine

my words are coated in honey and wine

With his energetic step he’d glanced upon the very first feature the night would bring. The familiar green hair, cleaning tables wearing dressed similarly as the rest, would be something to be admired. She really hadn’t needed to dress up (or dress down, more like). There were a ton of other things Emi could’ve done that didn’t require the outfit, he knew. But was Wes going to miss the chance for free entertainment? Nope. Fat chance.

He almost laughed at the sight, the corner of his lip inching up in amusement. Blue eyes vaguely traced the outlines of her figure as he passed by and if it hadn’t been because he lingered a second too long, he might’ve missed it. The redhead blinked, head tilting the slightest as he followed her bending form, smile faltering momentarily before turning his head away at her wink. She couldn’t have been any more obvious if she tried, he griped. Yet the growing smirk as he walked gave away that he had very much appreciated the tease. That outfit did wonders, racism aside.

Finally seated and much to his dismay, he had been approached by a voice he recognized as being much too familiar.

“Trishna…!?” there was a moment of silence, along with the furrowing of the brow. Her attire was ridiculously offensive, not that he be one could talk all things considered. But to shamelessly saunter to his side wearing that, well, he kind of admired it. He would admire it further - if only he didn’t fear for his loins. “Thanks. You don’t look too shabby yourself. But, uh, what’s the occasion?” he regarded her very out of place costume. “Hot date or something?”

Part of him worried that the bubblegum-skinned succubus could ruin their plans and, for a second, he considered letting her in on the whole ordeal. He turned to gesture for a drink. Out of all people for him to bump into, really… Hmm. Then again…

He stared at her from the corner of his eye, “Say…”

A voice behind him caught his attention, halting his thought process. The exchange between the employees caught his interest, more so when the faux lapin was called to attention. He motioned for Trishna to come closer.

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by **Emi Kazama** Thu Aug 19, 2021 11:52 pm

joker's always wild

but I just can't smile without you

The jade-haired thief that was always used to efficiently conducting her criminal activity alone was admittedly very much distracted by her dashing partner in crime, so to speak. After her tease, the faux lapin was able to refocus back to the task at hand, wiping down the bar table as she slowly ambled her way towards the back. The sound of another familiar voice caught her attention though, causing her emerald eyes to steal a glance to the side at the sight of Trishna being there without moving her head from facing the table in front of her. Blinking, she couldn't help but keep a lingering stare at Trishna wearing an equally racist outfit before her eyes trailed over to the outfit that Wesley was wearing again. A tiny smile quirked at the end of her lips as she turned her attention to the table. She had never seen Wesley wear that kind of clothing before, so was she really to blame for teasing him in that flirtatious way? Suddenly, Emi blinked out of her thoughts when she felt a tug on her shoulder, causing her to turn around quizzically.

"What are you doing? Go get two more bottles of Eureka from the back. We're all gonna get it if Mr. Klein sees that we aren't constantly stocking!"

Stupid distracting Wesley! "Hm? I was just cleaning - oh, right.. I heard about the last time that happened.." Emi whispered back and nodded with a sheepish smile, the lie easily slipping off her tongue in such a nonchalant manner. In her mind, however, was a different dialogue: We're all gonna get it? Tch. Not only was Mr. Klein a fucking racist, but it sounded like the employees were treated like garbage for him to take it out on all the waitresses like that. Still, it was only gonna make her steal from this place all the more satisfying, although she was going to make herself a note to help these anthros out with a better job the day she would get her own business. "Think you can cover for me and keep Mr. Klein busy?" The thief winked at the girl with a smile, hoping the waitress could also keep her fake boss distracted while her real boss would help as well. The more Mr. Klein could be distracted, the better. "I'll hurry back!" She promised with a cheerful chirp and a bright grin before she hurried over to the backroom.

After using the key to unlock the storage room, Emi placed the key into the cleavage of her bosom and glimpsed around for any sign of anyone before the faux lapin slunk over to the wine bottles, emerald eyes scanning for the one that was labeled Eureka. A smirk drew along her lips upon finding the indicated wine bottles and she proceeded to grab 4 bottles before looking around for any sign of anyone coming. She could only hope that they kept the boss distracted long enough.

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by **Trishna** Mon Sep 13, 2021 3:35 am

“Occasion?” Trishna asked, confused by the scarlet topped mobster’s question for a moment. She put a single finger to her chin and looked upwards, as though considering the question before she returned his gaze with a grin and a wink. “Whats a girl need an occasion to get dressed up for? I figure when a girl gets dressed up like this, she ought to be making it an occasion worth remembering for everyone.”

She noticed Wes motion to the bartender for another drink, so she motioned to the bartender to make that two drinks. She was parched anyhow, and Wes was handsome enough to be worth entertaining at least for a little bit. Besides, she had been wanting to run into this man at some point anyway, he had stopped the pink skinned demonata from making a giant mistake when she had let her emotions get the best of her. Even if he HAD been a bit rough… but sometimes a bit of rough treatment was just what a girl needed right?

Trishna noticed Wes beckon her closer, she obliged him by leaning close and putting down one hand on his knee for support. She brought her face just inches from Wes’s own, looking deeply into his pretty blue eyes. “My, you’re being awfully forward aren’t you pretty boy? What’s on your mind?”

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by **Louie Calvin Klein** Tue Sep 14, 2021 9:07 pm

LOUIE CALVIN KLEIN

Theft was inevitable for any sort of business in Engloria, but despite what was happening in the sweet-smelling storage room, Intoxicated seemed none the wiser as it continued on with business. All of the employees were eager to please and talked among themselves as if they were all walking on eggshells, dreading the response of a man who wasn't even there. Yet, the crude stares of their customers and the questionable demands of their regular drunks seemed almost manageable when those crimson eyes weren't glaring over their shoulders. It felt that way until the familiar sound of a door opening brought a waitress over.

"Well, if it isn't Mr. Klein! How—"

Louie said nothing and passed right by her, not even batting an eye as he sauntered into his pub. It was like she wasn't even there.

Most of the employees were quick to recognize that striking blonde hair with its dirtier fade, those dangerous crimson eyes, and the dapper, expensive outfit that made it all 'pop'. He wore a tan blazer with a white V-neck underneath, black slacks, wide sunglasses, and a gold watch around his left wrist. He wasn't an ordinary, holier-than-thou patron, but the owner of the place, and the kitsune girl behind the bar counter seemed especially aware of this.

"Mr. Klein! It's so early! What brings you here?" the girl babbled as her boss approached, but Louie seemed as disinterested in her as he was in the girl from before.

"Do I need a reason to show up at my own pub?" asked Louie, though he wasn't looking for a response. Instead, he plucked his sunglasses from his face to reveal his striking features with much more clarity, as well as the irritation and impatience that came with it. After a morning of coddling and cooing from his "sugar mama", the blonde was feeling especially bad-tempered today. "I didn't think so. I need a drink."

Immediately, he took notice at the small but noticeable emptiness on their shelves, specifically for Eureka. His eyes were sharp and attentive, and when he looked back at the kitsune girl, she flinched.

"You know, never—not once have I ever ordered too many or too few bottles for my shelves. I do it perfectly each time, so why is this shelf empty?" he glared at the kitsune girl and spoke in a low, harsh voice.

"We're sorry, Mr. Klein! We're actually..."

"Actually what? I do you guys a favor, let you work here, and even with ears as big as yours, you still can't follow basic instructions? Unbelievable."

Louie sighed and rolled his eyes, almost seeming done with it all.

"I-It's not my fault, sir. The girl who was supposed to restock is taking a long time! She really is incompetent and makes us all look bad!" the kitsune professed, pointing at the corridor that led to the storage room.

"Let's hope you're right, for your sake. You get me?" Louie continued, his words almost jestful but his face unsmiling. It was only when he noticed two customers, one a bit more raunchily dressed and demonlike than the other redheaded one, that this bad-tempered blonde finally broke a smile. It wasn't just any smile, but one full of warmth and invitation. It was like he turned on a switch and his entire aura changed.

After his wordless greeting, he began his way towards the storage room corridor, while the kitsune girl, similar to Louie, also flipped on a switch and became friendly and eager to please.

"I'm sorry about the wait, you two. Let me get those drinks!"

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Wine & Dine (wes/Emi/Trish)