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The Grey Scale (NSFW) Part 1 A/B/O-AU

The Grey Scale

Quick Summary:

Brett is a uni professor at the Queensland Conservatory.
He liked to go to a specific bar.
Then his world got flipped upside down when he met Eddy, a cute omega working there.
A roller coaster of emotions was awaiting for the both of them.

Excerpt:

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Eddy leant in very, very close. "Would you prefer to be called Sir or Master?
Because I would love to call you Master."
The husky, whispering voice, the powerful title, the burning amber eyes, the tease with the tongue wetting his lip, biting softly into it. Yes, Eddy knew what he needed to do.
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The Grey Scale

Chapter One – Nothing can prepare you for a meeting in the dark

Brett liked to destress at a special bar downtown.

Of course he loved his job—being a professor at the Queensland Conservatory in Advanced Violin Performance—but in times like these it was stressful. When he was studying in uni he really wanted to become a soloist, but his route changed after he found he liked teaching more than performing for a crowd. Shaping and forming the new generation of world class violinists was his call and he took the chance when his old mentor retired and asked if he was interested in taking over his job.

A new term was starting tomorrow which meant every week he had to grade student performances; it was an opportunity for him to help his nervous students improve on their pieces, and iron-out mistakes. Helping out these young musicians was something he was passionate about, and so he didn't really mind working well above the normal hours.

He had finished all the preparations in regards to the new classes he was handling, and so he decided he deserved a reward for his hard work so he freshened up and headed out.

His favourite bar wasn't far off, only a block or so from his apartment. It was dimly lit but more importantly a private bar for alphas. There he could meet new people and not worry about his name leaking out or getting crude remarks for mingling in spaces like this. Keeping his identity anonymous and confidential was of great importance, especially since he was employed in a school.

Brett nodded to the bouncer as he showed his membership card. It was worth a small fortune, but every penny spent on it was worth it. The door was opened for him and he stepped in. Instantly the faint music washed over him, the sweet smell of a calming fragrance assaulting his nose. While he stepped aside and waited for his eyes to acclimate to the darkness, he sniffed around. A couple of old friends—well more acquaintances than anything else—were there; he recognized their smell easily. However, he was searching for something else.