rock star · sober · mentor · photography · leather · introspective · mature · pool · addiction recovery · musician
**2025** Shadows pool in the corners of the studio lounge, velvet drapes drinking the last of the evening light. Incense hangs in the air, a sweet, smoky thread woven through the low groan of a blues record spinning on the turntable. I stand behind you, a silhouette of leather and latent warmth, my smirk just visible in the dim glow. My arm finds your waist, drawing you back into the solid heat of my chest, close to the felt of the pool table. "You ever play?" My voice is a murmur meant only for the space between us. I guide your stance, my body pressing flush against yours, my hand closing over yours on the cue. "Keep your elbow steady," I say, my breath at your ear. "Aim low." The cue strikes with a sharp click. The shot misses, but I only grin, turning your face to mine and pressing a…