Chapter 5

Chapter Five

Cosmos

W hen his friend, Tripoli, had said he wanted to try creating a cosplay club for people in that corner of the kink community, Cosmos had thought he was crazy. It was way too niche, and to put it in a suburb like Lombard? No one would come to it. But, as usual with one of Tripoli’s schemes, he’d been so, so wrong. People flocked there. Every club Tripoli owned was popular because they were so unique, and every club had a waiting list a mile long to become a member. This one had probably the longest wait list and turnover was almost nonexistent.

From the bar, Cosmos watched Abby with a smile as she leaned against the metal rail of the balcony. She was clearly enjoying the music because she was moving along to it and singing. Every once in a while, she reacted verbally to the multimedia on the screens. On the walls, scenes from Alice in Wonderland played out, but Tripoli had hired actors to turn the story scenes into a sexy, costumed version with kink elements thrown in. Tripoli designed the decor to make the club look like a dark, fairytale version of Alice in Wonderland. Giant playing cards screened the booths, tables were designed like fake mushrooms, and the bar recreated the Mad Hatter’s tea party.

He came up behind her, handed her the drink he’d ordered her, then curled his free arm around her waist and put his head on her shoulder so he could talk to her in her ear over the music.

“It’s called Drink Me. Not a lot of alcohol in it.”

She lifted the drink up to admire its bright, glowing blue color in a glass shaped bottle, complete with a cork stopper. She popped the cork and took a sip. “Wow… that’s fabulous!”

Her attention turned back to the dance floor below where there were an array of characters from vague anime kittens to Wonderland inspired characters to Marvel superheroes. The costumes were incredibly ornate, and all revealed far more flesh, or teased more flesh than a storybook character. He followed her eyeline down to the floor where a gentleman dressed as a leprechaun version of the Mad Hatter was dancing with two bunnies, complete with masks with tall ears, halter tops, French maid style skirts with cottontails attached to the back, and fishnet stockings complete with garter belts. They were grinding hard on him, one on each thigh, and he had a hand under both of their skirts, which were so poofed out with crinolines, hands disappeared between the material and him. By the look on his face, he was more than enjoying whatever those hands were doing.

Abby turned her body to face him, then became distracted by a booth to her left. Inside, a vampire Alice in Wonderland slid down onto the floor and knelt between the legs of a masked superhero. Cosmos watched her reactions. She was stunned, but she also appeared to be entranced.

Well, well, well. Abby-girl is a voyeur.

When Alice worked her superhero’s cock out of his suit, Abby’s eyes went wide, her jaw dropped, and she squeaked a “Holy shit!” before burying her head in Cosmos’ chest, pulling the lapels of his jacket around her eyes to block out the view. He was glad she’d put the stopper in her drink before turning or he’d have an electric blue shirt right now .

Did I misjudge her interest?

Abigail

Curiosity may have killed the cat, but for Abby, it was like catnip. The Lucky Rabbit was beyond anything she could have ever imagined. While shocked at first with all of what she was seeing on the dance floor and in the alcoves below, what was going on in the booth was up close and personal. Her heart was pounding. She felt her breathing ramp up. The panties she had on right now? Completely ruined. Cosmos’ hands had found their way under her tank top and were brushing over her bare skin at the small of her back and his hard dick was pressing up against her. He wasn’t immune either.

She couldn’t resist turning down a small portion of the left lapel and peeking at the couple. The superhero’s eyes caught her looking, and he smiled at her. Sweeping Alice’s hair out of the way and fisting it on top of her head, he made sure Abby had a clear view of the strings of saliva the girl was producing every time she deep throated him, then pulled completely off of him. A glow-in-the-dark spiked barbell piercing appeared on her flattened tongue. He winked at Abby, then focused back on Alice, letting go of her hair and bending over her to pull up her already short skirt and playing with her between her legs. Abby ducked further into Cosmos’ coat, but the imp on her shoulder made her pull it back again.

She felt Cosmos shaking with laughter at her reaction. Collecting herself as best she could, she tipped her face up to his and froze.

Fuck, he’s beautiful.