𝘿𝙊𝙇𝙇𝘼𝙍𝙎

I

Fixing the collar of her pearl white shirt, a tall female around 5'9 looked around the moderately big auction room. Fine leather seats of around 70 were spread out like the Roman Colosseum, except, obviously, it was much smaller and the stage had purple curtains in waves drawn over, hiding the objects that were soon to be auctioned. The four walls of the room were decorated in gold and purple confetti and balloons.

Humming in a barely satisfied tone, the female moved over to the middle row– middle seat. The best seat for both sound and checking out her new playthings.

The female snorted at the narration.  'Playthings huh.'

She ran her left hand through her gelled back (h/c) hair as her (e/c) eyes, underlined with black skin that showed many sleepless nights, sparkled at the thought of completing this mission.

Settling in her seat after moving through bustling rich people, she straightened her noise gray oversized coat. Sitting straight, like she always does— a habit she picked up from her mother, she felt the stare of a probably perverted bastard on her bust that was covered by the tight gray vest.

A quick glare to her left caused the man to quickly look away.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! SORRY FOR THE DELAY!"
A loud voice boomed through the room as the once bustling small crowd turned to hushed whispers.

The curtains drew back to reveal a man, probably in his late 30's, with a black hat and dark red mask followed by a raspberry colored two piece suit. (Y/n) cringed when she saw some misplaced buttoning.

'Bastard probably thinks he looks sexy with some the second button tied on the first hole.'

"AH! ALL OF YOU LOOK LOVELY AND FINE. A PITY I DIDN'T START EARLIER!" He threw a wink to the women who giggled in return, encouraging his unnecessary flamboyant act.

(Y/n) almost gagged when she saw him glancing over her with 'seductive' eyes.

"WELL THEN, ALL JOKES ASIDE!"

'FINALLY-'

"LET'S BRING OUT OUR TONIGHT'S TOYS!!"

A fancy drum roll echoed through the room as the inner curtains drew back to reveal black wall. A white spotlight shone in the empty middle, which will soon be occupied by toys.

As if going along the narration, a pristine cocoa skinned legs set a step, the whole thin and luscious body following suit. With barely any clothes to cover him, his honey blond hair caught attention of many anticipating members.

But the most shocking thing was, his heterochromatic purple and gray eyes.

Whispers bustled throughout the crowd as people readied their tongue to throw in huge sums of money.

"FIRST UP WE HAVE– NUMBER 001!"

A certain female in gray suit leaned forward, (e/c) eyes scrutinizing every single inch of the cocoa skinned male who stood emotionlessly in the middle of the stage.

"Not bad..." A grin broke out across her face, "just my type, heh."