❝Burn It To The Ground—❞ 🌕☾🌔🌙✨ Gaoline
The worst happened and there was no turning back now, they were done and through with it, ironically without even having started it yet. However the whole scene kept playing over and over inside Seline’s head after she walked out of the men’s bathroom– piercing and judgemental gazes all upon her aching body. It had been around twenty minutes since everything happened and her legs were still numb due his harsh ministrations, and she could barely make her way out the red lighted hallway, but she couldn’t careless about such pain– her brain was too busy with other things for her to even notice she was slightly limping.
All she had to do now was immerse herself in the sinful sea of rubbing and sweaty bodies, intoxicate her lungs with the smell of alcohol and cheap cologne, and maybe have a few more drinks until she was happy enough again. This was her world– this right here; filthy acts of pure carnal desire, nothing more-nothing less. She could handle the pain, yet her legs started to give up, so maybe it was a good idea to grab a seat over the bar for a while and maybe snitch some free drinks from horny bastards.
She flashed a very mischievous smile at them like nothing happened, like nothing was going on inside her mind and heart, like she was feeling nothing– plus they were entertaining enough to keep her mind busy. Mere puppets for her own delight. Bunch of idiots– if only they knew that none of them all was going to take her home. Strangely tonight she wanted to sleep alone, what she came looking for in this bar, she already had it-- sex, so she was just waiting for her body to give up on alcohol so she could go to her basement and forget the rest of the world. Albeit, in a casual glance to the side, she spotted the source of all her evils at a far end of the bar being miserable in front of everyone, and what infuriated her the most was that she still cared. Seeing him like this– seeing him at all brought ache to her soul, but this..this was too much.
Like she was fueled by something foreign to her, the pair of legs started leading her towards him before she could think twice in not doing it-- not even having the manners to excuse herself in front of the other men; they were no gentlemen after all. Although, she couldn’t bend her pride just yet and as soon as she opened her mouth, she realized that her words were probably not going to help him at all. “Can’t you take things like a man? Are you already regretting your actions– please..” She said and rolled her eyes, leaning an arm over the bar surface– grabbing his glass she pulled it away and up to her own mouth, saying “Stop being so pathetic and just go home. You’re going to ruin my night.” Then she downed his drink and wiggled her finger to the bartender in a ‘no’ motion, so he wouldn’t even dare to bring him another drink.