Jun 4, 2019
@boysofcharm
The frat party had been going on for a few hours. By now, Dante had had a few guys up in his room blowing him but none of them was anything to write home about. He was after someone who could please him, long-term. He wanted someone he could make his own so he wouldn’t have to waste time at these parties looking for someone half decent.
Currently, he was leaning up against the door frame leading from the kitchen to the main area of the frat house. He’d spotted one guy who was drinking. They’d caught the eyes of each other a few times that night. Dante smirked over at him and nodded for him to follow him. Then, turning on the spot, Dante walked back into the empty kitchen, hoping the redhead would follow.
