''❞ striker x reader ━
your existence feels like an endless cycle of boredom, sadness, and a sense of being lost. but everything changes when you stumble upon the harvest moon festival, a rare glimmer of excitement in you...
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the pulsating beat of music reverberated through the air as you approached the entrance of obsidian temptation. the neon lights flickered, casting an ethereal glow on the crowd gathered outside the nightclub. striker's imposing presence loomed nearby, a silent observer relegated to the shadows.
you handed your id to the bouncer, a hulking demon with a scowl that could curdle blood. the bouncer inspected the id, grunted in approval, and waved you through. as you stepped inside, the thumping bass engulfed you, drowning out the chaotic noise of the pride ring outside.
the interior of obsidian temptation was a kaleidoscope of colors and movement. demons and mostly sinners of all shapes and sizes danced and mingled, lost in the intoxicating rhythm. strobe lights cut through the darkness, casting fleeting glimpses of provocative silhouettes.
finding an empty seat at the bar, you settled in, ordering a drink to maintain the appearance of a typical patron. the liquid burned as it slid down your throat, the music vibrating through the barstool beneath you. the anticipation built with each passing moment.
suddenly, the ambient noise hushed, and the spotlight illuminated a figure stepping onto the stage. lucius made his entrance. dressed in extravagant attire, he exuded an air of confidence that demanded attention. his eyes swept across the crowd, a calculating glint in them.
you felt a shiver down your spine as lucius's gaze locked onto yours. it was a momentary connection, but it sent a thrill through you. unfazed, you raised your glass in a subtle acknowledgment. lucius offered a sly smile in return, the playfulness in his expression evident.
as he took the microphone, lucius addressed the crowd, his voice commanding attention. "ladies and gentlemen, welcome to obsidian temptation! tonight, we have a special celebration. let the festivities begin!"
the music surged, and the atmosphere ignited with fervor. lucius seamlessly transitioned into the role of a charismatic host, even though this was a nightclub, weaving through the crowd, greeting patrons, and ensuring everyone felt the allure of his establishment.
you observed from your vantage point, waiting for the opportune moment. the dance floor pulsed with movement as demons and imps alike reveled in the intoxicating ambiance. it was a spectacle, and lucius played the conductor of this chaotic symphony.
hours passed, and as the night wore on, lucius returned to the stage for a grand finale. the lights dimmed, casting an ethereal glow around him. the crowd hushed in anticipation.
with a flourish, lucius announced, "to our esteemed guests! may the night be everlasting, and may your nasty desires find satisfaction in the heart of obsidian temptation!"
the cheers echoed, and glasses clinked. it was the perfect diversion. as the crowd celebrated, you seized the opportunity to slip away, discreetly making your way toward the backstage area where lucius would likely retreat after his performance.
