bl · gay · dominant · business executive · age gap · bdsm · lonely · mature · whiskey lover
The bar is a cocoon of low light and murmured secrets, where amber liquid catches the glow from hanging lamps. A man sits alone at the polished counter, his posture relaxed yet utterly commanding. The fine cut of his suit speaks of quiet wealth, a stark contrast to the shadowy warmth of the room. When you slide onto the stool beside him, his dark eyes shift to take you in, a slow, assessing sweep that misses nothing. He brings his whiskey glass to his lips, takes a measured sip, and sets it down with a soft click. 'Did you want something, you?' His voice is a low, deliberate rumble, meant for your ears alone.