Upper Floor and Bars

[Gardsorm]

Phew! Okay, there were fallbacks to ensure nothing went too far here. On one hand, Dalton felt the excitement almost boiling over at what could happen, but on the other side, he knew he needed to leash that excitement. This was purely business and cover... And maybe a little bit of curiosity and interest. Close enough to the stage Ryoko danced upon, it allowed him and Evi to look downbthriugh the glass floor that would allow others from down below to look up to see the dancers on stage. It might have been dangerous to them if Julius looked up, but between their activities and how close to Ryoko they were, he would surely think nothing more of it than them simply enjoying the environment. The subterfuge was reasonable from his point of view, but when it came to executing the plan, who knew what might happen ...

"Okay... This position seems good, so we can- Oh!" Dalton blinked as Evi was moving faster than he expected, unclasping her belt and allowing her pants to come down easier! Moving close for a kiss mercifully allowed him to reach down and grab her pants, holding them up before they slipped down further! "Hold on, I haven't... Prepared myself yet..." He admitted quietly. Gosh, anything resembling a confident personality he might have shown her was beginning to crumble under what he believed was someone far more confident. "The heads-up is appreciated, but let's hope it doesn't go that far... I'd like to leave something for more private spaces..." Evi was going to make him dizzy, in a good way! Thankfully, something else helped distract him from what was begi to swell in his trousers.

'Sorry to interrupt the possibility of being allowed to use your fleshbag phallus between thighs like the pornos you download, but it seems like your Evi friend might be right. Her target seems to be waving down a female.'

'You having fun poking at my situation? ... Wait, what?!'

Dalton blinked and pulled Evi into a huge, looking over her shoulder down at the man named Julius, who indeed seemed to be with a second drink at the bar, waving at another woman a short distance away. Dressed with a turtleneck and glasses, she didn't look like someone who belonged in the clubbing scene, but nevertheless she seemed to be approaching Julius. "Ah, get in position, Evi, looks like you might be right. He seems to be meeting a woman..." He whispered, helping to turn the catgirl around and find an ideal position to look down at Julius. Meanwhile, he knelt behind her, running his hands along her thighs, while sticking his head just between her thighs. He didn't start licking yet though, using the angle and cover to look down as well... Feeling there was something familiar about the woman.

"... Why does she look familiar to me...?" He mumbled, leaning in just a bit and accidentally bumping her mound with his head. "Ah, sorry, I'm trying to get a better look..." He whispered, trusting her ears to try and capture what he was trying to convey. He looked up toward Ryoko for a moment, capturing her eyes on them... Did she know what they were trying to do? He hoped not... These were private, legal matters and getting civilians involved might have caused more trouble than not. Still, he moved a free hand to make a ring gesture with his index and thumb, as if to tell her 'thank you for setting the mood'. Hopefully it would be enough to ease any curiosities she had. 

Fron Evi's point of view, she could see Julius leaning in, beginning to whisper to the woman who he met as she reached for the spare drink he bought. She pushed her bag between the two of them as they seemed to set on discussing something between them, a matter made slightly difficult by being closer to more auditory disturbance from the music playing downstairs. 

[Chiyako]

More private spaces? Is he insinuating that we are going to end up going further? Someone is confident, isn't he?

She didn't deny it, not audibly nor within her mind. If she was feeling up to it such a thing could happen! She was an adult and could make her own decisions! Heck, maybe she'd get into the mood! Decide that now was the time to give it a try! Or maybe she'd remain completely professional and leave this place with most of her dignity intact. Evi did her very best to convince herself that such a choice was already made.

Ears perked up and red plastered across her face as Dalton suddenly pulled her into a hug! Her heart hammered away within her chest. She could feel his heat, feel his body pressed against her own, pants already partially removed. In the moment her eyes widened, only to narrow again when her partner in totally legitimate business told her to get into position, as though she hadn't already been attempting to do just that! Even so the news was good. Her target was meeting a woman and Dalton had spotted this first. His mistep could be ignored.

"Good."

With red still blazing across her cheeks Evi settled into the proper position against the couch. She kept Julius and his new friend within her periphery. Her body twitched when hands grasped against her smooth thighs. When she felt his head brush against her crotch a hushed "Nya!" escaped from the feline, ears folding back and rump raising just enough to break away the contact. 

Careful back there! Feck! This is going to be tough!

Given their close proximity and her excellent ears Evi could hear the apology. It was enough to avoid any scolding in the moment. "I-it's fne. Do what you need to do."

I should record this. Who knows how well I'll be able to pay attention.

A faint clicking noise within her head activated the camera. She could not hear the targets but she could at least try to make out the words leaving their lips. It was a good distraction at the very least. She was focusing on not settling herself down upon Dalton's face. Ignoring the growing heat between her loins.

"Familiar? How so?"

[SataiRolePlayingGuy]

(Hey, don’t you go looking for private spaces without me.  Shouldn’t you enjoy me watching?). Ryoko thought to herself, hearing some but not all of what they were saying.  Enjoying that show, limited as it was so far.  Not looking away, smiling a little when Dalton looked at her.  Did I’d he like what he saw?  She slid a thumb under the waist strap, teasing she might continue to undress, show him more, but it stayed on for the moment.  She glanced again at the man.  Now interacting with another woman.  Why did they care so much about him?  What, did they want a second man but were uncomfortable with a second woman?  That would be annoying, though she would not hold it against either.  Would not mind watching the girl take two men at the same time for her intro.  That would be a sight.

Did she know the man though?  She still was not sure, the alcohol probably was not helping her memory either.  Though she was more certain she had never seen the woman the man was interacting with before.  Her thumb continued to tease more undressing, considered trying to excite one or hopefully both of them some more, but she was careful still not too move too fast or too far.

[Gardsorm]

'Hm, maybe we got off on the wrong foot because she was drunk... I'll apologize to Ryoko when Evi's mission is done.' 

Dalton assured himself inwardly as Ryoko seemed to catch his look and almost threatened to pull something else down. Damn it, why did such a nice dance have to be happening while he was trying to help Evi with her work?! ... No, this was more important, making sure the catgirl got what she needed to further the case she was hired on. Just because this club openly welcomed all forms of decadence within reason didn't mean he could shirk his responsibilities as an agent of law enforcement, even if he wasn't true police... Not that proper police often had good records as it was. When it came right down to it, private workers like Evi and him were often responsible for greater things because they didn't allow corruption to lead them astray.

He had inadvertently spooked Evi with his sudden head movement, preparing himself to get hit by her tail... Or worse, kicked. But he breathed a momentary sigh of relief as she said he could do what he needed to. To many, that would hVe been an open invitation, but for him, it was a last resort Incase he needed to make sure neither of them could be accused of spying. "I'm keeping it under consideration... But I'm not interested in ruining a good partnership, however much of a trial experience it is." He admitted from between her legs. It was torture though... Being so close, seeing her lithe bottom poised before him, it was just begging for something! Even down below, a certain part of him was screaming for attention, a passive hand idly reaching down to gently pat and rub down his pelvis, grumbling.

'Your time will come, but not now.'

'Why do you talk to your phallus, Vandal? Is that a normal thing to do?'

'Graf, godsdammit! Stay on the cameras!'

'I am! I don't have your limited processing power, so it isn't like I can't do two things at once... So, why do-'

'I'm not dignifying that with an answer.'

'So your dick gets answers but not me? Is it because we haven't been that long together?'

'Ugh, seriously, not right now, you're killing my vibe.'

Always at the most inopportune times did his sentient virus like to interject. Thankfully, Evi posed a question that helped distract him, a hum escaping his lips. "I'm trying to remember... I'm pretty sure it was either on television or online, but... Ugh, it's right there." He grumbled quietly, trying to track his brain for where he could have seen the woman. She was more dressed civilian-like, less like her professional self, but he was pretty sure her appearance was something others could have seen. As Evi snapped her pictures, she would catch glimpses of Julius looking left and right before reaching into his jacket to pull out... Papers? As well as a box... Wait, was he going to propose to her?! Surely that was too soon... Unless this was going on for a while now. While Dalton could not see the woman's hand, however, Evi likely had much better eyesight, and she could see a ring upon the fourth digit of the woman's hand... Signifying she was married too. Perhaps there was two layers of cheating going on, but that didn't explain the papers...

More to it, when the box was finally opened, it didn't hold a ring... But instead some sort of flash drive? "What are you seeing, Evi? I don't have a good angle on the woman from here..." Not without inadvertently pushing her up a bit, at least. Even just keaning forward, Evi could feel his sheer presence inching dangerously close to her pelvis.

[Chiyako]

If I weren't a professional I'd probably get wet thinking about what could happen in the moment here. But I am a professional.

Even professionals could get aroused, she figured. That was the only excuse for her own current arousal, enough that it gave the thin curve of her mound only the faintest pink flustering and only a miniscule hint of moisture. Her face was only heated from embarrassment. It wasn't the thoughts of what they could be doing in the moment, of what Dalton might have done had he lacked willpower. He was also a professional, after all. Professionals didn't fumble into those sorts of traps!

"A public figure" she whispered, pondering out loud who the woman might actually be. If they were recognizable then that could be very important. Just as important as her target's next moves. He had pulled out a stack of papers and a small box. A proposal of some sort seemed unlikely. Both wore wedding rings, and this was not the sort of place that somebody proposed at. Not anyone sane, anyhow.

"He has pulled out papers and a flash drive."

The hints of red across her face lessened into a faint pink tinge. Ears perked up and tail settled atop Dalton's head, lightly tapping against it in thought. "This feels off. I don't think he is here to cheat on his wife." One didn't bring papers or a flash drive to cheat. Condoms? Usually. Pills? A viable alternative, or a mood setter, or a penis stiffener. Nobody brings homework or divorce papers or legal documents of any sort to a fling. A flash drive could be useful but only if it were in a camera or some other thing to record the rendezvous.

"This is a drop of some sort. Or something else. Not what I was hired to capture, although I am curious."

No, something like this would cost a whole lot more. There was a far greater element of risk. Jade orbs left her target, darting for a moment at her surroundings. Were others here watching the same couple? Watching her? "Do we stick with the plan?"

[SataiRolePlayingGuy]

Wait, were they law enforcement after all?  Damn it.  She still could not hear everything, or remember if she knew the man casually, but they clearly had another interest in this man.  She was a punk, a street criminal, she was quite familiar with sneaking things into hands of people who were not supposed to see it.  But motives for that varied, was he involved in her sort of life or closer to what those two May have been after all?  She was tempted to sneak off, but she had gone too far and she was still not certain what these two were or what they were really up to.  Better to stick around for the moment, though now she wondered whether she should keep up the show.  She was also irritated he man and women chose one of her few havens to do something like this.

The alcohol was losing up a little, to vent her frustration on the pair below, mostly to herself.  “Dammit, this isn’t the place for that sort of thing.  Always being watched, or more.”  She whispered, venting to herself.  She was being extra well behaved, not trying to touch the pair next to her, plenty of people could be more aggressive.  Should always expect eyes, potentially hands, on you.  It was incredibly dangerous to try to pass along sensitive material.  Proven by the fact at least three sets of eyes were already watching them, maybe more.