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Fresh out of physical therapy for the first time in over a year, Lily goes home, showers, dresses for a night out and then goes to get Eden. It's a sign of how much she cares for her, how much she respects her that she hasn't gotten high beforehand. Her muscles ache, mostly in her feet and her lower back, manipulated and manhandled by the therapist who'll do the same every week, whether Lily think she needs it or not. What she wants, more than anything, is a pill or a drink to dull the pain, but she doesn't take either.

For Eden.

She heads down one floor, passing by the apartment Spike said he lives in and for a moment, she contemplates stopping there first, inviting him out with them. She's wired, itching for a release and playtime is always more fun with three, but for now, she passes by. Eden's not expecting her, but Lily's sure she can convince her to head out anyway. The two of them have always had fun before and now they have a whole city right there for the taking.

She stops at Eden's door and knocks, leaning against the frame as she waits. They have the whole night ahead of them.

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Lily doesn't need much urging at all and she presses against Eden, finding her mouth again. The music is loud, a heavy bass line pumping through her and she feels it centered in her chest, her skin vibrating with every pounding beat. It feels almost as good as Eden's lips under hers, the smooth skin of her arm as Lily's fingers wander up, exploring gently, having fun.

Eden laughs against Lily's mouth, arms twining over the other woman's shoulders as she shifts a leg over one of hers. "Did you just bring me here to make out?" she asks, raising her voice to be heard over the music. It's so loud, she doubts anyone else will hear her anyway, and that's how she wants it, a beat driving so hard she can feel it shaking through her veins. "We could have stayed home for that."

"Yeah, but sometimes it's more fun in public," Lily answers, her hand falling to Eden's knee, fingertips stroking gently against her skin. "Especially when it can be broken up with dancing." There's something about the act of dancing, of being out there on the floor in plain view of everyone that makes Lily want someone even more. Not that she's ever had a problem there when it comes to Eden.

"Fair enough," Eden says, smiling as she leans in to kiss Lily again, her hands sliding up to cup her face. She's all too aware of Lily's fingers on her skin, the way it sends a shudder through her spine even in the warmth of the club. It's the best possible distraction she could have from everything else here, the unmistakable smell of alcohol in the air; she just drinks Lily in instead. "As long as we don't break it up yet."

"No," Lily agrees, pressing closer, more than happy to forget anyone else who might be in this club right now, willing to put all that aside and in the past. The things she wants, they're mostly here in this city and she knows she should be grateful for that. Especially with Eden here. "No, not yet," she murmurs, her fingers creeping higher before her entire palm rests on Eden's thigh, her other hand stroking against the side of her neck as they kiss.