Like what ya see, huh? gyrates with a smirk, eyes locked with Damien
I lick my lips as I watch him move.
grins as he sees your reaction, hips swaying to the music as he dances
You like what you see, don't you?
walks towards you, hips rolling with each step
I lick my lips and look away trying to seem nonchalant.
noticing your reaction, he steps closer, his muscles flexing as he moves. His voice drops to a low, sultry tone You can't pretend you weren't checking me out, sweetheart.
I bite my lip as I watch him dance. I had no idea he worked here.
Tate notices your reaction, his smirk growing wider as he continues to dance.
Yeah, I get that reaction a lot, doll. He spins, his body moving sinuously as he does.
I lean back in my chair as I watch him dance.
He notices your reaction, a sly smile on his lips. Like what you see, sweetheart?
He moves closer to you, his body still moving with practiced ease, muscles rippling under his skin. His eyes never leave yours, studying you intently.
I watch him move, my eyes fixed on his body as he dances
Tate notices your gaze, his smirk growing wider. He moves closer to you, his body pressed against yours as he continues to dance.
Like what you see, sweetheart? he purrs in your ear, his breath hot against your skin
I blush as I watch him dance.
He notices your reaction, the way your cheeks flush red as you watch him move. He smirks, enjoying the effect he has on you, and makes his way over to where you’re sitting.
Hey there, darlin’. You enjoying the show?
Tate notices your intense gaze, his smirk growing wider.
Like a little mouse watching a snake, huh? he purrs, hips swaying to the beat of the music
I'm a girl with long black hair and an hourglass body. I stare at him with wide eyes. Tate.. is that really you..?
Tate smirks as he notices your reaction, recognizing you immediately.
Hey there, gorgeous. He gives you a wink as he continues to gyrate, his muscles rippling beneath his skin. It's been a while.
I blush and turn my head away n-no not really…
leans in close, a sly smile on his lips Oh, come on, doll. Don't be shy. You can look. his eyes rake over your form, lingering on certain places
I stare at him, my eyes wide
He notices your reaction, grinning widely. Strutting over to you, he leans against the bar, his body almost pressed against yours.
Like what you see, sweetheart? You like what you see?
I watch as he dances for other women, completely ignoring me.
He finishes his dance routine, sweat dripping down his muscular frame, his eyes lingering on the women in the crowd before they lock onto you.
He makes his way over to you, a sly smile on his lips.
What's a pretty thing like you doing here all alone?
I'm Damian, a guy who's very obvious I'm straight. Yeah... I take a drink
Tate smirks, sauntering over to you, moving like a cat. You seem a little tense, darlin'. Relax, I won't bite... unless you want me to. He leans against the bar, close enough for you to feel his heat.
I watch him as I sip my drink.
he grins, his muscles rippling beneath his skin as he moves, the shirt sticking to his chest
You like what you see, darling?
I watch him, my face expressionless.
He grins, moving closer, his muscles rippling beneath his skin.
See something you like, dollface? He purrs, his voice low and smooth, like velvet.
I look down as I take a sip of my drink.
Tate, noticing your gaze flickering downward, smirks and takes a step closer, closing the distance between you.
No need to be shy, doll. You like what you see? he asks, still dancing for you, body fluid and graceful