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"You have to be at the play anyway tonight." Bonnie pointed out as the two walked along the concrete street towards the theater. "It's dark. I'm sure you could get a bit of attention if you made your intentions obvious."

"You mean just... take him?" Ketsueki replied. The thought made her heart leap with joy. Yes, that was the way to CLAIM your mate, GRAB HIM BY THE HAIR AND...

"Kets, you're turning red..." Bonnie whispered with a smile. "No, not take him... just, play. See if he likes it. If he doesn't stop you, he likes it."

"You mean just... go for it?" Ketsueki thought of the idea. She didn't have to be forceful. Maybe just... touch a bit.

The theater was sparsely attended tonight. The light that radiated from the braziers was dim, but more than enough for Ketsueki and Bonnie's enhanced vision to see. Even if her senses weren't sharper than a humans, there was no way to avoid the glowing lust that emanated from Wardell. He practically reeked of it, and his averted gazes towards the women around him just confirmed how hard he was fighting to keep himself contained.

On the stage, a rather bored looking narrator tried to instill some audience attention, but even with the stage makeup, he still looked the part of the paid commercial presenter. Mandatory plays for students, because their attention span was too short these days to bother with books. Instead, an hour or two of a play was all that they could sit still for, or so the theory went. Ketsueki found the suggestion insulting, but quickened her footsteps as she noticed a bare spot on the floor of the front gallery, right behind that delicious source of lust.

Bonnie sat down crosslegged, her elegant skirt naturally hiking up as she did so. Anybody who looked back and was close would notice that she wore nothing underneath. Of course, they would have to be at a very specific angle, and Bonnie ensured that their target was the only one with the required vantage. Ketsueki for her part sat close to her partner in crime, her entire being focused on that delightful pulsing seed that she could feel so close at hand. It was everywhere here, tantalizing, but this male had so much.

The lights dimmed, and the first act of the play began. Ketsueki paid no attention, as it seemed to be a dull thing full of boring speeches and long historical acts. Instead, her gaze roamed over the back of her future mate. She felt her breath coming fast and faster as he sat there. Ready to be claimed.

"Watch this." Bonny whispered to her friend as a man onstage hoisted a sword and spoke about honor in a loud and aggressive tone.

She slid forward slowly, and her hand reached out to stroke along Wardell's back. He stiffened slightly at the touch, but said nothing. Ketsueki could feel the lust surge within the male as Bonnie's hand caressed him.

"I dare you to try it," Bonnie whispered to her friend with a broad smile. She too could feel the desire and the heat, and had to know what she was doing to him. Her eyes sparkled in the dark.

Ketsueki breathed deeply, and reached her nervous hand to stroke along Wardell's back. He didn't stiffen this time, but seemed to lean into it, enjoying the feel of her hand as it caressed his back. He still hadn't said anything, and he shifted, seemly uncomfortable in his crosslegged position.

"See..." Whispered Bonnie, louder than she should have. Maybe... wait, could Wardell hear this? He wasn't saying anything but his arousal was obvious as he shifted uncomfortably. She scooted slightly closer, and noted that Bonnie was doing the same thing. Nobody around seemed to have noticed, all of their attention on the play, and the epic battle involving ten men and a dog.