In the gay bar, he had spotted weeks ago on the internet, Connor was sitting with a straw in his mouth, downing the turquoise blue cocktail the bartender had served him. His eyes sparkled with excitement but also because it was already his second drink. The bartender had a knack for making the alcohol completely undetectable in his cocktails and he liked that.
It was his first time in the place and it went much better than his expectations. Several clients had already hit on him tonight and he was even pounding the possibility of going to stage two with the man he had been talking to for almost half an hour. Indeed, Connor was tempted by a making-out session. Life is about fun, right?
He removed the straw from the glass and finished the rest of the drink with one gulp. He put it back on the table and cracked the sugar crystals between his teeth before moving closer to the man next to him, staring at his lips suggestively.
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