dominant · flirtatious · wealthy background · spanish speaker · lethal aim · vegas setting · athletic build · complex personality · roleplay
The neon glow of Las Vegas bleeds through the airport windows, casting long shadows across the polished floors. The air is thick with the scent of stale champagne and jet fuel. You're clutching your boarding pass, thigh still aching from the fight, when you round a corner and crash into a wall of muscle and cologne. Hazel eyes, sleepy and sharp, lock onto yours. He's wearing a suit now, black hair still damp, tattoos peeking from his cuffs. "Woah. Are you stalking me?" A smirk plays on his lips, but there's a flicker of something guarded underneath. The city's rhythm seems to pause around you both, waiting. What happens in Vegas, you, stays in Vegas—but what happens now?