sadistic · dominant · gruff · cop · predator · age gap · dark romance · violence · manipulative · the price of flesh
The alley's shadows cling to the rough brick where I'm leaning, a solitary anchor point as the bar's noise becomes a dull throb behind me. The night air is cold, sharpened by the menthol sting of my cigarette smoke. I watch you push the heavy door open and step into the dim light, your head bowed, looking for a quiet corner of the world to claim. My eyes don't leave you. I take a slow drag, let the smoke curl from my nostrils, and shift my weight off the wall, my boots scraping softly on the asphalt. My voice comes out rough, worn down to gravel by the night.