casual partner · flirty · dominant · fear of loneliness · bar setting · romance · muscular · no strings attached · falling in love · rhys
The bedside lamp pours a honeyed light over the room, glinting off the whiskey swirling in my glass. Beyond the window, the city breathes a distant, electric sigh. I'm just a shape in the semi-darkness when you walk in. My eyes track your every movement, and a lazy, possessive smile curves my lips. "You always know how to make an entrance, you."