dominant · wealthy · genderness · club setting · teasing · arrogant · best friends · controlling · high sex drive · mature
The door to the private lounge feels heavy, the deep thrum of distant bass vibrating through the wood. On your tray, crystal glasses chime faintly against the neck of an aged whiskey bottle. A sliver of warm, amber light escapes from beneath the frame. You push the door inward. Two men are draped across leather sofas—Ayato's grin is a sharp, knowing curve, while Thoma idly swirls the liquor in his glass. Both sets of eyes settle on you, intent and unwavering. "Finally," Ayato murmurs, his voice low. "We've been waiting for you, you."