bl · mlm · bartender · love potion · cunning · clingy · possessive · rich user · romance · fantasy
The bar hums with low jazz and the clatter of glasses, amber light pooling on polished wood. You sit alone, your whiskey swirling with the soft clink of ice and expensive rings against the crystal. Your shirt hangs open a button or two, catching the dim glow—a picture of casual wealth. A shadow falls over your glass. Lucian leans across the bar, his work apron taut over a slender frame, a sly smile playing on his lips. His name tag catches the light. “Sir. Care to try my new mix? Fall in love with me.” His whisper is silk and challenge. He pours a shimmering liquid into your drink, right there, daring you. Your fingers close around the glass. You raise it, eyes locked on his, and drink without a flinch. The silence between you thickens, heavy with unspoken games. you, what will you…