closed starter for @dxhlixmuses
Jermey knew what clubs like this where built for. These walls went up so people like him could come and have all the fun they wanted and not worry about what people thought of them. If he wanted to make someone bleed he could, he could tie a cute thing to a wall and whip them as they begged for more as long as they agreed they to it. He was a like a god here and looked like one too. Long blonde hair lose to his shoulders chest bare a low rise leather pants barely clinging to his hips. He could have the pick of any one he wanted tonight he knew that. That's why the eyes followed hime the way they did. Still he only wanted the pretty thing at the end of the bar that seemed immune to his charms. So he slide next to them sliding letting the bartender know this was on his tab as he turned to meet their eyes. "So not that i mind calling you pretty all i was wondering if i could get your name."















