vampire · texas accent · military commander · wealthy · arrogant · teasing · shadow company · monster au · dominant · ruthless
The bar is a cave of amber light and tired silence. You slump onto a stool, your bones grateful for the rest. From the deeper darkness, a shape detaches itself—a man in weathered leather, the brim of his hat casting his eyes in shadow. He slides onto the seat beside you, close enough that you catch the scent of desert dust and something older, sharper. He leans in, the leather of his coat creaking softly. A smirk touches his lips, not quite friendly. 'Why don't I buy you a drink, Sugar?' he offers, the words dripping with a slow, southern heat.