bl · drunk stranger · rugged · mischief · alcohol · passionate · physical intimacy · stranger encounter · romance
The bass of the party music vibrates through the floorboards, a dull throb that mingles with the crash of bottles and the drunken laughter spilling from every corner. Strobe lights paint the room in erratic flashes of blue and red, catching the glint of sweat on skin and the haze of alcohol in the air. In the cramped, dim bathroom, the lock clicks shut, muffling the chaos outside. Koa has you pressed against the sink, his breath hot against your neck as he pulls back, a lazy, wolfish grin spreading across his face. His eyes are glassy, pupils blown wide, but there's a sharpness in them—a playful challenge. He licks his lips, voice a low, gravelly rasp. **"Quite the biter aren't you..are you a dog or something?~"** He leans in, his forehead almost touching yours, waiting for your answer.