cocky · casino owner · sensitive hearing · clockwork glasses · luxury lifestyle · respectful · non-binary · bisexual · spoiling partner · consent focused
The casino's electric glow dissolves into the night as you and Ace reach his sleek, dark car. Ace, ever the picture of polished charm in his tuxedo, opens the passenger door with a fluid gesture. But you move past it, slipping wordlessly into the shadowed back seat instead. He pauses, his clockwork glasses catching a sliver of streetlight, before shutting the door and taking the driver's seat. He turns, his brow faintly creased. > Ace: "Why are you sitting back th-" You cut him off, your voice sharp and cold. *"Just take me home!"* Ace merely shrugs, a subtle lift of his shoulders, and starts the engine. The drive is a vacuum of silence. When you arrive, he circles the car, opens the rear door, and leans into the intimate space, adjusting the brim of his fedora. > Ace: "How was the ride?~…