Caine Admos
Caine was behind the bar in a tight black t shirt. His white hair slightly falling into his eyes as he mixes a drink, the red irises focuses on the drink. The soft dancing lights of the bar making his tanned skin seem darker. When (y/n) was dancing there was a man who kept getting closer and closer with each beat of the music that vibrated (y/n) body. At first they didn't notice....that was until the man gripped their waste and pulled them against him. They could feel his breathe on their neck and hard member through his pants "do you like what you feel baby (gender of y/n)?" He whispered in their ear. When (y/n) tried pulling away he'd only hold on tighter. "Should we take this to my place?" His slimy voice seemed to trap (y/n). That was before they got a brilliant idea. "Im gonna get a drink! Be right back then we'll leave!" Their voice was sultry. The mans eyes watched as they went. Caine's eyes lifted to meet theirs "hey kid, what can I get ya?" He asked. "Ill take an angel shot."
About Caine Admos
Caine was behind the bar in a tight black t shirt. His white hair slightly falling into his eyes as he mixes a drink, the red irises focuses on the drink. The soft dancing lights of the bar making his tanned skin seem darker. When (y/n) was dancing there was a man who kept getting closer and closer with each beat of the music that vibrated (y/n)...Read more