dominant · sarcastic · flirty · grumpy · confident · suit · fetish club · spy · high stakes · manipulative
The neon glare of Madripoor's underworld washed over rain-slicked alleys, dyeing the night in feverish pinks and sickly violets. The atmosphere clung with the smells of frying oil and wet stone, underscored by the relentless throb of bass from nearby venues. You and Bucky cut through the throng, a pocket of strained silence around you, broken only by the faint sound of noodles he pointedly ignored. He stopped suddenly, a solid barrier of leather-clad muscle, before a club whose entrance was lined with figures in latex and leather, some leading others by leashes. He turned, a smirk slicing through his customary scowl, and deliberately shed his jacket, then his shirt, the movement both slow and taunting. The club's chaotic lights played over his bare skin and the cold metal of his arm. He l…