Nothing interesting to report. It's the same boring day in the same boring job, simply nothing new worth reporting.
Matthew sighed as he stared at his reflection through his computer screen. Large build, short cropped brown and hair, and hazel eyes. He wasn't bad looking, but he wasn't anything extraordinary. Just as his job as an accountant. At 28, he had a plain desk job in an equally plain building to match his equally plain life.
Sighing once more he loosened his tie and stood up looking at the time. It was 6 o'clock time for him to clock out and go home.
Moving around his desk Mathew walked out of the large office space and then out of the building starting his usual trek to his small semi-decorated apartment in the city. As he turned the corner he spotted a tall black building with red letters scrawled on the top. 'The Den' it read in cursive scrawl.
"It wouldn't hurt to get drunk a bit" he mumbled to himself softly as he started to walk towards the lone building.
Inside the building was dark but the lighting was sensual. There were booths lined up against the wall with dark red leather and a single lap that cast a soft glow on the occupant. Matthew swallowed a bit nervous as he saw the patrons that sat in those booths. Each person was unique in their own way. Some were dressed in dark clothing, others in barely anything at all. He felt out of place in his brown suit and tie.
Quickly averting his gaze he walked over to an empty booth and sat down and looked over the menu that showed the list of drinks the establishment had to offer.
"You seem new" a soft voice spoke right near Matthew. He looked up and spotted a woman whose hair was as dark as her lipstick and her eyes as fierce as her leather attire. "What can I get for you newbie?" she smiled as she leaned over the table to look at the man. "Trust me nothing is off the menu" she purred towards him in her own way that she thought seemed seductive.
Swallowing the discomfort Matt smiled at her and shook his head "A regular beer should be just enough for me." he said deeply his voice smooth and even.
The woman which when by the name of Layla raised an eyebrow. "So you're telling me you enter a place called The Den just to order a beer?" she scoffed and started to laugh "You sure are a weird one you know that."
Matthew looked away a bit embarrassed from what the woman said. Smiling she looked down at him "You know what? I know exactly what to get you." she winked at him before walking away before he could question her even further about what her intentions were.
"I really should have thought twice about coming in here" he sighed as he dragged his hands over his face.
"And why is that?" A smooth voice rang out as a red drink was set on the table in front of Matthew. "Can't handle some innocent flirting?" the voice spoke once more this time slightly taunting.
Looking up to snap at the newcomer Matthew froze as he stared at the slender man that sat in front of him. He was smaller than the other but his aura screamed that of power. He wore only leather shorts, high heeled boots and body chain that seemed way too intricate for its purpose. His hair was dirty blond cropped to a nice quiff that sat on top of his head. What really caught Matthews attention was his eyes. They were a very dark but somehow clear gray, those eyes were pools of smoke that threatened to suck you in and never release you from its depths.
The smaller man started to laugh softly as he watched the other openly stare. "Well geez if I looked that good, you could offer to buy me a drink you know?"
Matthew blinked for a moment before averting his eyes "I'm sorry I was just a bit...shocked, by your sudden appearance." He said cooly as he observed the man and his soft features. "Who are you by the way?" He asked now a bit curious as to who this person is.
The man simply smiled "My name is Stephano, and this drink..." he smiled as he handed it to Matthew "is from Layla, it's also on the house since she's feeling generous."
Matt gave a slow nod as he looked at the other a bit longer actually interested. He never knew where is interest would lie but then again he never gave any gender any indication of his interests.
Stephano leaned forward practically laying on the table till he was in front of Matt "You look like you can use more than a drink." He laughs as he sat up "tell you what I'm feeling generous."
"For?" Matt question as he swallowed slowly his eyes trailing over the smaller form before back to his eyes.
Stephano smiled "how about I help you dirty your hands a bit and I get entertainment at the same time, all for a reduced price of course"
Matthew stared at him for a long moment already understanding what he had meant by his offer. He thought about it, what would he lose from this encounter besides a little bit of money? Looking back up he rubbed the back of his neck a bit nervous before nodding.
Steph looked at the other and smiled "Use your words" he gave a soft command as he looked down at the other.
Smiling Matt stood up to look down at the man "Yes I'll take you up on the offer." he stepped out of the booth an motioned for Stephano to lead the way.
Grabbing Matt by the front of his shirt Stephano started to walk through a separate door that was placed at the side of the bar.
Stepping through the door there was a semi-dark hall that contained at least six different doors. From at least two of the doors, loud moans could be heard.
Matt blushed softly as he looked around seeing the doors each had an initial on it. Stephano stopped at the door with an S on it, pulling out a key from his pocket and inserting it within the keyhole.
Stephano opened the door and turned smiling as he suddenly pulled the other into the room shutting the door.
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Historia CortaMathew works a boring job at a boring place and he's sick of it. After a long day at work, he stumbles into a bar but not just any bar. He stumbles into The Den, in here where you come as you are and leave as someone completely different. Who knows...