Bruce sighed as he drank his drink; he had been at the bar for an hour. He was sitting in a booth with the others, and already Diana had poked fun at his virginity.
He was a bit tipsy now, though; the loud music and chatter all blurred together after his eighth shot.
"Bruce, look," Diana said, pointing towards the bar.
Looking at where she was pointing, Bruce saw a pair of blue eyes staring at him, and then he quickly looked away when they caught him.
"You should go talk to her," Diana smirked, "She could be good in the sack," She wiggled her brows, and Bruce sighed before looking at the man again.
"Her?" Bruce asked, realizing that she wasn't showing him what he was looking at.
"Yeah, the blonde in the corner," Diana said, and then Bruce spotted who she was talking about.
The woman she was pointing to wore heavy makeup and a short, tight purple dress that, if she even bent forward a little, he was sure you could see everything.
"No," he said before standing. "I'm going to the restroom," he said, standing and making his way through the dense crowd of bodies.
He was almost through when someone bumped into him, and he stumbled, arms wrapped around him and holding him up.
Looking at the person who caught him, Bruce saw that it was the blue-eyed man who was looking at him from across the bar.
"Well, hi there," The blue-eyed male said, and Bruce felt his cheeks grow hot at the deep sound of his voice.
"H-hi," Bruce stuttered.
The man, who still hadn't released his grip on him, smirked and pulled him closer.
"I wonder if you taste as hot as you look," Bruce suddenly blurted out and the man barked a laugh before bringing his face closer to Bruce's.
"How about I take you home? You'll find out," the man said, and Bruce gulped but nodded.
The man grinned before grabbing his hand and pulling him out of the bar. "This way," Bruce said, dragging him over to his car. He opened the back door and pushed the man in before getting in as well.
Bruce leaned over between the two seats, tapped something on the screen, and the car started to drive.
"Woah, self-driving?" The blue-eyed man asked, and Bruce nodded.
"Convenient," The other said before he gripped the back of Bruce's neck and pulled him closer.
Their lips connected, and Bruce groaned at the feeling, having never kissed anyone in such a way before. He felt the man below him grind against him and tried to copy his actions but was a bit clumsy, seeing as he was drunk and new at it as well.
The car stopped, and Bruce climbed off the other and pulled him out of the car and towards the manor. He pulled him inside and up the stairs.
Getting to his bedroom, Bruce was nervous now. He didn't know what to do, but it seems the blue-eyed man did.
He spun Bruce around and kissed him, backing him up until he fell onto the bed.
The man climbed over him on the bed and Bruce blushed, he blinked as the man started to unbutton his shirt and push it off his shoulders.
"You're blushing like a virgin," The man above him said, and Bruce paused before looking up into the other man's blue eyes. "Oh my God, you are a virgin," the man groaned before rolling off him and laying on the bed beside him.
"Why did you stop?" Bruce asked, sitting up.
"Look, as much as I would love to take the virginity of a beautiful man such as yourself. I will not do it when you are drunk," The other said, standing from the bed and leaving the room.
Bruce blinked after feeling rejected. Even when he wants to have sex, his partner of choice turns him down. Standing, he stripped the rest of his clothes before climbing back into bed and pulling the sheets up over his head.
About five minutes later, the door opened, and footsteps came toward him. A hand shook him, and he rolled over to see the blue-eyed man standing there.
"You need to eat this and drink some water before you sleep," the man said. Bruce groaned but did as he was told, along with taking a pill the man probably got from his medicine cabinet.
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Re-published: April 28, 2024, 11 am
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