"I know," she easily answers, lazily twisting her body in place. "I give you permission to treat like your girlfriend, and if I ever feel uncomfortable, I'll let you know."
Humming before hesitating to ask, "so… holding hands?"
"Yes," Mabui flatly puts.
"What if I touch you, like, hugging and massaging and kissing?"
With a playful tone of voice, Mabui asks, "what if I touch you?"
He shakes his startled expression away quickly before playfully returning, "what if I like it?"
With a light humming-laughter, Mabui happily responds, "do whatever feels natural. If I don't say anything, assu I'm fine with it. Just don't hesitate."
Taken aback by her permission to be intimate, Naruto has to question, "just like that?"
"Just like that," she answers, adding, "you're a fine man, Naruto. This may be an act but we're both single and I don't think there's anything wrong with enjoying this."
"Wow," he moans. "Doing this for … when you don't have to. I feel incredibly lucky. Thank you."
Though in the middle of a deceptive mission, Mabui is thankful she doesn't have to be dishonest when she tells him, "it's nice to know I can return the sentint. Since the beginning, I've felt like the lucky one to have t you."
Naruto matches her smile before turning to the bustling nightclub in front of them and asking, "so, what do we do?"
"First, we're going to enjoy ourselves," she insists. "You're too young to drink and I won't have any so that just leaves dancing. Can you dance?"
"Mnn, I've seen other people do it," he replies without embarrassnt.
"It's easy," she assures him. "All you have to do is feel the music and move with it."
"And if I don't," he wonders out loud.
"Just move from side-to-side to the beat," Mabui instructs. "We'll be dancing together so I'll help out. Just trust , I'll make sure you enjoy it."
"Alright," he agrees with a smile. "What else?"
"As a sociologist," the silver-haired scholar begins to explain. "I'm trained to understand human behavior by recognizing social cues and interactions. So while we're having a good ti, I'll be searching the room for soone I estimate may be open to your- or for the purpose of this plan, I guess our lifestyle, and will hear us out."
"Then I talk to them? Like, how? I've never picked up girls before."
Assuming he has next to no experience with won—especially in a club scene—Mabui understandably enlightens him. "You're not 'picking up' girls, Naruto. You're simply talking. It's like making friends except the end goal is slightly different, so don't worry about it too much. Just be a friend and if you see a chance to flatter or complint her, take it."
As if resolving a difficult ntal problem, he nods as he determines, "well, this feels like training, so, why not?"
"Training with help," she corrects. "I may be playing your girlfriend but I'll also coach you in real-ti or steer the conversation when needed."
Ignoring the n staring at Mabui, Naruto turns to her and asks, "so we're really doing this?"
"We are," she says, taking his hand in hers. Enjoying the warmth and strength of his fingers, she reassures him, "and don't be discouraged if it doesn't work out. However they react is perfectly fine and we can always try again another night."
Intertwining their fingers, Naruto responds, "right."
If Mabui hadn't purchased a booth and bottle service the day before, she and Naruto would've had to wait in line with the others outside due to the influx of people packing the village and resulting businesses. The nightclub Mabui and Samui located was closer to the heart of civilian sectors and more upscale than she would like. Though more expensive than a casual club, it did a better job of ensuring concealnt and anonymity. The club had three levels with bars, booths, and a dance floor on each. All the rooms were dimly lit with many sources of low light; a decorative light bulb at the center of the table, glow-lights at the edges of the booth, warm lighting on the walls with lasers, strobes, and spotlights illuminating the dance floor, bars, and small tables.
As they were led to their booth, Mabui ignored the attention she easily drew in to enjoy the spectacle with Naruto. He didn't seem to pay any mind to the lascivious attention she was garnering, so either the male attention didn't bother him because he was confident or ignorant. Holding his hand as they're led to the second floor, Mabui then realizes he's likely enjoying the night for what it is; educational training.
Still, Mabui enjoyed the attention from the n and won, whether positive, negative, envious, horny, or lovestruck. She's especially giddy when she thinks of how brilliant the man whose arm she's holding is compared to everyone in the room. Having had wet-dreams of being with Naruto, this club play is so near to one of her many fantasies, the impact of it being real was irresistible, titillating, and arousing to the white-haired beauty.
Finally to their table on the second floor, overseeing the dance floor, Mabui purposefully accentuated her shuffle into the booth, jiggling her cleavage to get to the center. Though she played it like she didn't notice, she can sense Naruto was stunned until she looked at him to join her. He wasn't the only one to enjoy her dainty body-shifts in a tight and alluring dress, but he was the only allowed to join her. The way Mabui was enjoying herself with the blond genius made her reflect on her past and how different her life would've been had her fiance survived his heart attack.
Quickly stifling long lost hopes, Mabui decides to simply enjoy the night, starting by dragging Naruto onto the dance floor. Two n tried to greet her on the way but with quick apologies, they soon find themselves in the bumping heart of the music. Mabui fastens his arms around her slim waist, effectively pulling them together before she wraps hers around his neck. The moderately fast-paced and upbeat music was so loud she needed to yell, "just relax," for him to hear her.
With her guidance and his control over his body, it wasn't long before they found a rhythm that worked for them. Mabui made certain to sway to the beat against his strong body effortlessly and repeatedly fondling each other with their hot and flexing bodies. To her surprise, his firm hands would massage her lower back and hips, and she was not against the delightfully feeling at all. Dancing soon turned from instructive to fun and from the ceiling, the nightclub occasionally expelled thick plums of white gas, intensifying the lasers to the ecstasy of everyone on the dance floor.
From track to track, the dancing couple remained sealed to one another. The moisture in the air added a sheen to their skin and hair as their athletic, gyrating bodies canoodle to the pumping excitent of the music. Through the thin material of their outfits, the hypnotic Mabui easily felt his passion stirring between his legs and didn't know what to make of it. She could tell he was only semi-hard, but the circumference rubbing against her cheeks felt wider than she anticipated. When her ntal alarm told her to expect Samui, Mabui was shocked forty minutes had gone by.
Sure enough, the blond bombshell entering the second level of the club was a bright beckon of beauty in the dim room of the holy, effortlessly drawing in the sight of anyone with a visible eyeline. Mabui easily stood out, with her body tight dress that showcased ninety percent of her caral thighs, luminescent white hair splaying over her bare shoulders, and her exposed cleavage. Samui toped even her. The Kumo won had chosen a long-sleeved midnight black mini dress with a plunging neckline that put her robust cleavage and inner-side breasts on full display. Her short, silky blond hair and sharp, blue eyes made her feel like a force only the truly cocksure could survive. Even witnessing the stunning woman walk was a dazzling sight in itself.
Using their pre-existing encounter, the plan was simple; get Naruto near Samui. To test the blond genius in her arms, Mabui turns him around, and like many in the club, points to Samui gracefully walking toward the bar. As Mabui asks Naruto what he thinks, she finds it funny how many n fight to buy the stoic beauty a drink.
Naruto laughs, calls her, "crazy-pretty," then continues dancing.
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