EXPLICIT - Grindin' At The Club

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	Clubs are always fun to go to, if you are into that sort of thing. After all, what could be better than grooving to good music, meeting new people and just feeling the beat in the air? For most of the people in there, the lights were making everything feel and seem absolutely euphoric outside from the sound. A few people, though, were simply there to have fun and maybe hook up with someone on the side. That being said, we can take a look at a few people in that club that were there to have a bit more than just “fun”.
	“Yeah, dude, hit that beat hard!” A canine, by the looks of things, his fur a deep blue-green, with short shaggy hair to match. Currently, he looks to be pressed up against the side of a nice Doe girl with short horns, a nearly see-through t-shirt, and a pair of short shorts that leave absolutely nothing to the imagination. The Canine pumps his hands to the beat of the Electronic music in the air, and presses himself a bit closer to her. Almost immediately, though, the doe sidles off towards someone else across the light-up dance floor.
	The canine sighs for a moment, but keeps a smile on his face. He liked a challenge, to be sure, but he could certainly use a little bit of help… He looks around for a moment to try and see what he can see… Hm… There’s the bar… Dance Poles… Hell, there’s the bathrooms, too. But he was looking for something else in that place… Something that ignites a bit of that groove in his insides… Suddenly, his eyes lock onto what he was looking for: The DJ’s booth, as well as the person inside. Without a care in the world, he makes his way over that way.
	The person on the inside of that booth, though, could see his friend coming from a mile away. With one hand on his head over one of his earphones, he uses the other hand to crank up one of the sliders on his board. DJing was certainly entertaining to do, and if he could get paid for doing something like this, then he was happy doing as many times as people wanted. Soon enough, though, he turns towards the door just as a few “thump thump thump” sounds were making their way through that sound-proof material.
	“Door’s open! Wipe your feet, would you please?” And like that, he turns back to his multitude of soundboards in front of him just as the door opens, exposing the entirety of that rather quiet booth to the outside sound. In walks the Canine from before.
	“Yooooo. Wassup, Sly? You got everything good in here, or what?” The canine crosses his arms for a moment while waiting for the DJ’s response. He gets a finger held in the air before anything else, and soon the DJ turns back towards the door. “Heh, shiiiit, I didn’t think Foxes were still so into havin’ fun.”
	“Well, from what I can see out there, you look like you need to have a bit more fun, yeah?”
	“Hey, what can you expect? The ladies love me.” And like that, the canine jabs his thumbs towards himself. He knew what the people wanted, and it was him, with a couple of drinks, and maybe some alone time afterwards.
	“If you say so, dude. Though, from the lack of someone on your crotch at the moment, I don’t think you came here just to say ‘hi’.” And like that, the vulpine turns back towards the boards for a moment, twists a knob, and presses a few buttons before turning back to the canine. Outside, the song had changed, and people were starting to get into the groove once more.
	“Yeah, yeah, I getcha, I getcha. I was just wonderin’ if you saw any good girls out there that I could try and have a little fin with. You see anyone out there, or…?”
	“Dude, I’ve been looking at knobs, sliders, and FLStudio for the past couple of hours. I don’t think I’ve seen anyone aside from that. Wanna keep trying, or do you wanna get a better look from up here?”
	“Shiiiit, talk about reading my mind. You don’t mind, right?”
	“That’s why I’m your friend, dude. C’mon up. Just… don’t touch anything on here, please? I don’t want my shit to crash like last time.”
	“Yeah, yeah, I’ll be careful. Don’t you worry about it. I’m not gonna touch nothin’.” And like that, the canine makes his way over, leans onto that table, and looks through the window towards the crowd. Between all the lights and the jumping going on, they look to be having some fun, at the very least. With a few glances about the place, he could pretty much see everything that was going on from there… There were a few people being taken out by the bouncers near the door, heck, even some of the people at the bar were getting more wasted than usual.
	All in all, it looks like everything’s working out well.
	“Hey, you sure you don’t wanna hang out when you’re through with this set?”
	“Would if I could, bro. Would if I could. I’d prefer to get paid, though, you know? No offense, though.”
	“Nah, nah, I get ‘chu, I get ‘chu. Hey, maybe after you’re done in the morning, we could go get some breakfast. Heard there was a Waffle Shop nearby that I’ve been dying to try.”
	“Huh, no shit. Sounds good, meet you there round… Oh, six? Six Thirty? I should be wrapped up and packed up by then.” The fox suddenly puts one hand to his headset, and cranks up one of the sliders. Even from there, the sound coming from outside the window could be heard with the dense “THUMP THUMP THUMP” that the crowd was jumping to…
	“Heh, yeah, yeah. I’ll catch you then, yeah? For now, I’m gonna try and find a little bit of honey in my future. Catch ya’ on the Flip, yeah?” The fox just gives a wave to the canine before he makes his way out onto the dance floor once more, the sound of the music hitting his body one more time. He quickly gets into the groove for the moment, and tries his best to get into the crowd without people stomping on his feet.
	Thankfully, things were starting to get good. The next song was always a favorite at events like this, and he was sure to find someone that could help him have some fun. Before long, though, he could feel someone that was getting a little bit too close to ignore… He turns his head around to spot a fresh face, as well as a few more… “feathery” features about her.
	“Hey, hot stuff. Kinda cliché, but I hope you don’t mind, yeah?”
	“Heh, nah, don’t mind at all. You wanna have a little bit of fun, maybe get outta here?”
	“Why, you offerin’? If so, I could take you up on it, if you wanna.” The avian girl, new to the scene, suddenly pulls herself off of the canine, and starts to head towards the door. Of course, the Canine was going to follow, but only after turning towards the DJ booth once more. He holds his hands up, fists clenched and his thumbs extended in the classic “Thumbs-Up” position. He was going to go have some fun with someone nice.
	The fox in the booth could only smile and wave through that glass before that canine could get himself out of there. With that fresh in his mind, the fox lets the rest of that song play out before switching over to a more mild beat so the mob could catch their breath and get something to drink. Too much of one thing is always bad, right? Nevertheless, the fox reaches under his table, grabs a bottle of water, and takes a quick swig before setting up for the next couple of hours. He couldn’t let people stop with this so soon, right? Just a quick break and they’ll be back on the dance floor in no time.
	Meanwhile, with the avian and the canine, they were busy out by the back wall of the Club, pressing lip against beak and pressing hand against breast. He could barely register a thought at the moment from all of that soft under-fluff she had, but from what he could tell, things were heating up a little bit more…
	In no time, though, the canine simply rolls on a condom, plants another kiss onto the avian’s lips, and starts to pump himself in and out, in and out, over and over again… With things soon coming to an end, though, they end up slumping against the warm brick wall on the outside of that club.
	“Hah… gotta say, baby, you’ve got some body. You got a name?”
	“Hehehe... Crystaline. Call me Crysta, yeah?”
	“A perfect ten with a name to match? Heh, talk about great, huh? Name’s Damon. You feel like gettin’ some Waffle Shop in a couple of hours? I’m meetin’ a friend there. You in?” The avian sits there for a split second before letting out a chuckle into the semi-cool night air.
	“Hehehe! Yeah, sounds like fun! ...But only if I get two waffles and some hashbrowns.”
	“Like there’s any other way to get waffles! Hehe, I’m down for that! Though, uh… for now, though, I think I oughta get a bit cleaned up… You need anythin’?”
	“Honestly, though, like… another round or three sounds good. Find some condoms or something and we can go at it, yeah?” Oh, he liked the sound of that.
	“Can do. Be right back.” And like that, the canine disappears into the club once more.