⚠️WARNING: CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT⚠️
Honestly, I'm SUPER slow at updates. FORGIVE ME 😅
Some are reader inserts, most are original characters.
You may request for a specific scenario and I'll try my best to create something to your liking.
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This was a little collab a friend and I did like, two years back and I decided to post it. Maybe a part 2 in the future? Unsure about that yet... Either way, I hope you enjoy it!
The business district is a little cubby hole for dilapidated coffee shops, senior clothes, and is peppered with call centers and mediocre banking firms. Nothing about this place is particularly charming but it offers a variety of life and privacy provided by crowded places.
She would often spend time here for an hour or so, usually watching life happen around her. It never fails to keep her entertained while she sips on the small overly priced black coffee she usually buys. Which isn't even that good, too strong for her taste. But she continues to get it anyway because this particular shop has outdoor seating where she can observe the different colorful faces pass by.
As she observes the lunch rush crowd, finishing the last remnants of her hot beverage she caught sight of a gorgeous man sitting on the metal street bench adjacent to the small cafe.
Her eyes trail from his slicked black hair to his well-defined jawline, to the simple yet fitting white long-sleeved shirt he wore that complimented his body type nicely. The entirety of his visage is obscured by the angle he's facing, yet even by the side profile, he looked to be sculpted by the gods themselves.
The man turns, catching her lingering stare. He replies with a gaze of his own. For a moment they exchanged a fearless connection, until (Name) stops, remembering she had finished her coffee long ago and needed to be on her way.
(Name) didn't know it at the time but she would encounter that man again tonight. The one she would seduce like the ones before. Though, this one wouldn't be as easy as the rest. This man would be her conquest of a lifetime.
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She walks through the doors of the lobby with purpose. She's been here before, in fact, she comes here frequently to have a drink or seek out potential bedmates for a thrilling or an unfortunately dreadful one night stand.
As (Name) enters the posh hotel bar she feels the blood pumping and her fingers tingle with excitement. She thinks to herself that she's never experienced love but it couldn't feel better than this. At this moment this is her place, this is the one that provides her with the most glee.
(Name) struggles to contain the storm within, but only for a brief second. One might ask why she is so enthralled, what could be so unraveling? She did not know the reasoning herself, only that something in her gut told her that this night was different than others that came before.
As she strides into the lounge she sees familiar faces and they see her. Some say (Name) has a subtle way of leaving impressions and an air of mystery surrounding her. People want to approach her but something stops them. The only people that talk to her are the ones she approaches first. She has absolute control. Control she never wastes or yields. If her sex appeal doesn't cause a man to fumble at his words, her wit and irresistible chill will.
