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"Oh, I know how to sniff them out," she snorted, looking over to the bar. Yup. Definitely familiar. "Do you know any of the regular guests here?" she asked Nik while leading him over to the bar. She could feel the goosebumps popping up on her skin from the cool room, but she ignored it. She'd warm up in no time.
"uh. lucas used to come, but we beat his ass pretty good so i don't think he's here. there's another named george. older, loves his wife. there's linda, widow. and jess, younger up-and-coming lawyer. those are all of them i know by name." he let her lead him, sitting down at the stool next to hers.
"pretty sure we can worm our way out of paying for drinks. want to give it a shot?"
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She stiffened at the name Linda. Widow? Is that the same Linda that was married to Marcus and fostered her?
"Sure, I'll follow your lead."
he only winked in response, leaning forward on the counter. he seemed to be waiting for something.
after about 5 minutes, a woman wandered up to the bar and sat next to him.
after a few minutes of aimless conversation and flattery, she flagged down the bartender. he kept it going for a few more minutes, and she eventually left with her drink.
he took a sip of the… apparent strawberry daiquiri. "that's how it's done, love. let's see what you've got."
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"It's called flirting and empty promises, amore," she said with a smirk and wink, then leaned forward on her elbows, purposefully puffing out her chest and giving the bartender a nice view of her cleavage. She smiled and giggled, shamelessly flirting and checking him out. She even busted out the Italian, which always worked flawlessly. The poor guy ate it all up.
He asked if she was free tonight. She said yes. He leaned over the counter and whispered something in her ear, and she mustered up a slight blush and giggle. Within a few seconds, she had a martini in her hands.
Tessa leaned back slightly and smirked at Nik. "Free drinks all night, baby," she said while holding up her drink.
"heyyy, impressive. the real challenge though. who can get him flustered?" he jabbed a thumb towards some Built dude in a 3-piece suit at the other end of the bar.
"since you're so talented in this area, you go first. let's see if you can get his number and fuck up his composure."
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She looked over at the guy that Nik pointed out, sizing him up. "I dunno, pretty sure all I have to do is tell him what I don't have on." She sipped her martini, thinking this challenge through. This was strangely fun.
"i'm pretty sure that'd get any guy hard in about 3 seconds, to be honest. what's your thought process on this?" he chewed a bit on his straw, waiting for an answer and doing his own lookover of the guy.
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"Well, he looks like someone that's a little too wound up–someone that needs a release. Perhaps I get a little touchy feely and loosen him up a bit. Get his guard down. Whaddya say?" she asked, turning to look at Nik.
he looked back at her, half-grinning already. "sounds good. this'll be fun to watch, go get em' tiger."
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She grinned and got up, adjusting her dress so that it somehow showed even more skin, then sashayed up to the man. Her hips swayed hypnotically as she walked, and she touched the man's arm before sidling up to him with a lazy smile. "Ciao, amore mio," she purred, laying on the false but believable Italian accent that she had picked up on. "I couldn't help but notice how lonely you looked."
((who's playing the guy))
nik looked on, eyebrows raised and straw pinched in his teeth.
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((Well, knowing me, I'd just make him fall for her charm immediately…))
((does that mean me lmao))
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((If you would be so kind))
((got it!))
he looked startled, looking at her with wide eyes. "i… i guess you could say that." he tried, unsure how to go on.
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She pressed her body against his, putting her chest right over his arm. She looked up at him with hooded eyes. "I could help with that," she continued in a sultry voice, letting her tongue roll over the words seductively, continuing with the accent.
"could you?" he was slowly getting the rhythm. "how about i buy you a drink and we can discuss how to do that?"
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She hummed with a smile. "Sounds great," she purred.
his face was definitely red, and he had a goofy smile on his face as he paid for her drink.
nik watched his face, trying not to laugh.
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Tessa took a small sip of the drink that the guy bought for her, then grabbed his tie and pulled him down to her level, making them face to face and nearly nose to nose. "Shall we start… discussing?"
((spicy))
"y-yes!" he waited for her to lead the way
nik waved to catch tessa's attention, mouthing the words 'he's a bottom'.
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She nearly choked on her laughter while trying to keep her cool. She pulled him further down and claimed his lips, though she found no pleasure from the kiss. Yeaaahhh, definitely not going any farther than this.
he seemed to be… enjoying himself, to say the least. nik was discreetly cracking up across the bar, and the guy was definitely hooked.
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She made out with him for some time, then parted ways with a hickey on his neck and a fake number scribbled on a napkin.
Once she made it back to Nik, she scrunched up her face and downed her entire martini in one go.
"that bad? he looked inexperienced, but i cannot imagine how that went for you." he seemed both sympathetic and joking.
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"He looks tough, but's too soft for my taste." The bartender immediately refilled her drink. She smiled sweetly at him.
"then let's see how he reacts to this. time to pull out the french. she's dusty, but she'll work." he polished off his drink, simultaneously walking and unbuttoning the first three buttons on his shirt. he arranged himself on the seat next to him, smiling sweetly. "bonjour, mon amour. comment tu t'appelles?"
((will you be the guy this time))
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((Kay))
The man, still flustered from his encounter with Tess, slid his hazy eyes over to Nik, giving him a once over. "Ah–" he cleared his throat before smiling apologetically. "I don't speak French, sorry."
"ah, désolé. hello, what's your name?" he leaned over, hooking an arm around the guy's waist. he was a good few inches shorter, and played the height game as much as he could.
