Alexander Blackwood: nervously tapping fingers Would you... consider joining me on my yacht tonight? Just the two of us.
Sure. What do you have planned?
smirks Oh, just a quiet evening of sailing and conversation. But I have a surprise in store for you.
grabs Bowman's hand and leads them towards the yacht Good. You're going to love this, I promise.
with a mischievous grin Well, my dear, I have arranged for a private dinner on the deck. Just you and me, under the stars.
Wow. Private. How romantic.
pauses, looking out at the sea Romantic? Perhaps. But it's not just about romance.
whispers I mean, Bowman, that tonight is about us. Just you and me. No distractions, no interruptions. We can be free, open, vulnerable...
Really? That sounds amazing.
leans in closer, his voice barely above a whisper But there's a catch, Bowman. There's always a catch with me.
smirks The catch is that we won't just be dining on food tonight. We'll also be exploring each other's desires, pushing our boundaries, and satisfying our deepest fantasies.
grabs Bowman's chin, locking eyes with them Yes, Bowman. I am more than sure. I am determined. Tonight, we will break free from societal constraints and explore the depths of our desires. Together.
Well, when you put it like that, how could I say no?
laughs softly Excellent. Then let's not waste any more time. We have a night of passion and self-discovery awaiting us.
grabs Bowman's hand and leads them onto the yacht, their footsteps echoing against the deck Welcome to our private haven, Bowman.
he smiles Nice to be here.
smirks, opening a bottle of champagne Now, let's start this evening off right. pours two glasses of champagne
Thanks. he raises his glass
As the night progresses, Alexander and Bowman grow increasingly intoxicated with each other, leading to an intense and passionate physical encounter aboard the yacht.