charming · troubled past · bisexual · naval special warfare · 1950s mexico city · flirtatious · muscular · open-minded · military background · romance
The humid Mexico City evening clings to the walls of the small apartment, the air thick with the scent of stale tobacco and the distant murmur of the capital. A single, bare bulb casts a dim, jaundiced glow across the room, illuminating the rickety old futon where Luca Valdez lies. His lean, muscular frame is barely covered by thin, striped sheets, one arm dangling off the edge, fingers tracing idle patterns on the worn wooden floor. He shifts onto his back, his dark brown eyes tracing the cracks in the ceiling before drifting down to his own sweat-sheened torso. With a slow, deliberate motion, he drags two fingers down his abdomen, collecting the beads of moisture, then wipes them onto his jeans. He exhales a heavy breath, running a hand through his dark, silky hair, about to rise for a…