Sneaky it is.

Starfire slipped in with a nod to the bouncer. She checked her coat after a second's hesitation - wearing it would be as conspicuous as her orange skin. At least the lighting was unusual, most rooms lit with purple or red light bulbs - it'd make things a little easier.

The nightclub was clearly a sex club first and foremost. While there was a large dance floor and a bar, there were alcoves along both where dommes and subs were playing. She paused to look them over, thinking that Blackfire might have been in one - but no. She wasn't that visible...

Kori had a hard time moving at first. Not just because of the crowd, but because... she found herself entranced watching one of the dommes. At first she thought it was Raven, but - no, definitely not, she was taller and a little broader. But watching her whip the mewling, slender submissive, then crook her finger under the girl's chin, bringing it up to stare at her in the eye and whisper what were certainly filthy things to her was one of the most arousing things she'd seen in a long time.

For a moment she put herself in the sub's role. Hot. She'd be willing to do that with Raven, come to think of it. It was a good fantasy. And then she flipped the roles. With Raven... she had a hard time picturing her submitting. Maybe. Jinx? Oh, much easier, though she'd be bratty and rebellious and would need lots of punishment.

And the mental image of her sister on her knees made Kori wet.

She shook the thought off, looking around a little more closely. There was a spiral staircase in one corner. She headed down. The basement was much quieter. There were numerous small rooms, some of which had doors slid shut, but had small windows to look in - all of those had 'private' sessions going between dom and sub or lovers or - in one case - two businessmen in suits who were having an intense conversation. Criminals, most likely, but Kori had bigger cephalapods to saute.

The open doors tended to be people looking for someone, or waiting for someone. And - there she was. At the end of the hallway. Blackfire - Koma - was sharing a room with a busty, blissed-out thirtysomething woman. Both were naked. Both were masturbating. And judging by the pile of **** on the table, both were high as a flibnar. Kori pressed herself into a small alcove in the wall. She could barrel in now. Or... or she could wait for her to take another hit, confront her when she was even more off-balance.