His face transformed to a manly and chiselled one and his steely gaze pierced through him. There was a glint of red as their eyes met and he was transported. He turned to stone and was unable to move or break away from his gaze. They were the most intense eyes he had ever seen and he felt like he was flying at breakneck speed and would collide with him at any moment. But no matter how much he felt like he was about to collide, there was still the same distance between them. Everything around him was spinning wildly.
Time had stopped, yet everything was moving! As he reeled in this strange sensation, the bartender turned his attention back to the older men and broke into a smile again. His face transformed once again. His eyes became tiny slits as his smile curved ear to ear revealing a perfect set of beautifully pearly teeth.
What just happened? He could finally move again and was breathing heavily. He was in absolute shock. The bartender finished his small talk and was now walking towards him. He swallowed hard and noticed that he had a narrow waist and was wearing a black silky see-through shirt. There were slim belts strapped horizontally across his chest that highlighted his sharp V physique from his shoulders to his waist. He was tall! And slender! But strong too!
He stopped in front of him and leaned over the table, his face as close as possible and a raspy voice spoke, “Are you alright?” and flashed a huge smile at him.
For the first time in his life, he was speechless. Everything about this man in front of him made him breathless. There was an incredible scent to this man and his face up close was the most beautiful face he had ever seen. Long earrings dangling on the sides of his face kept distracting him. He could see from the corner of his eyes that his top 3 shirt buttons were undone to reveal his chest underneath as he leaned in so close.
There was a sparkly silver chain all across his chest beneath the shirt. Something lower down glinted like a pendant.
He gulped and tried hard to find his voice. Who was this man? No, WHAT was this man? He found himself going red in the face and heat rising up his ears. Was he blushing! Is this what it felt like? He blurted out, ” Your teeth are so white”. The bartender stepped behind and tilted his head back with a loud laugh that felt like flowers falling from a tree. His neck was also so pretty, his Adam’s apple danced up and down to his laughter. He knew then he was done for at that moment as his eyes danced to his Adam’s apple.
This handsome and pretty flowery man looked down at him again and asked him if he was ready to order a drink today. He managed a – ‘ surprise me’ as words had decided to abandon him today. It was received with a giggle and another breathtaking smile.
He started prepping a cocktail for him and got to work. He moved so fast yet so smooth. It was like a spell. His hands were mesmerising too. They opened bottles, crushed something, added some ice, poured in something pink, chopped some strawberries, pinched some mint, and then the highlight came. He went into a vigorous shake to mix them all up and placed the final glass of blushing dark pink liquid in front of him.
He had never had anything pink in his life! Yet this looked tempting to refuse. He tried to grab the glass to give it a taste when he was suddenly blocked. The bartender held his wrist and with just a look and a sideways nod signalled he was not yet done. He removed a special lighter from his pocket and lit the surface of the drink. As the drink caught fire, the flames reflected in his eyes.
He smiled and nodded – it was ready, with a wink. He grabbed the drink and tried to gulp it down in one go. But choked after one sip! It was intense! He shook his head surprised at how strong the alcohol content was. Everything about him was potent!
The bartender broke into a laugh again. He spoke in his raspy voice, “Enjoy it slowly sugar. Savour it. This one is special, not to be rushed.” and walked away towards the back of the bar, his hips swaying side to side. He had left behind a teenage girl clutching a pink drink close to his massive chest, unable to swallow the last gulp sitting in his mouth.
He finally managed to drink it down and let out a loud sigh. He was gushing. He caught himself smiling, no, blushing! He ran his fingers through his thick long hair and sat in disbelief. This 6 feet 3-inch man was blushing like a schoolgirl. He looked at his wrist where the bartender had held him, softly yet firmly. He wanted to grab his waist!
He stood up and jumped over the bar table and walked towards the back where he had disappeared. He was excited, nervous and anxious with so many new feelings coursing through his body. He pushed the door and walked into a dark room. His eyes suddenly needed time to adjust and were unable to see anything.
He hit his knee on something and tripped. He was about to hit the floor when someone caught him and pulled him up. He was flung across the room with a sudden force and he landed on a chair in the darkness. The same fiery eyes suddenly appeared in front of him and the translucent pink lips parted to reveal fangs instead of teeth.
Small but strong hands held him still and he was now genuinely scared. Any species with fangs had to be feared. And this one did not just have fangs. He was potent in so many ways. He had a lot more going on and he knew this Being was one of the top ones in the pyramid. He suddenly regretted coming to the back this way following an unknown person.
But even through his fear, he felt a rush of excitement. This was still the most exciting moment of his life after all. He finally decided to break the eerie silence, “What are you? What is your name?” The eyes in front of him became a deeper red and a fire was burning in them. His hair was now almost glowing silver. He bared his fangs again and hissed this time. His scent grew really strong and his fangs longer! He suddenly noticed a bright glow under his shirt between his ribs.
It was like there was a lamp burning underneath. The man in front of him looked more like an animal than a regular man species. He tried to speak up again, “I mean no harm. I am really curious to know more about you. What is your name? What species do you belong to? Where did you come from? How does your hair glow like that? What is that under your shirt?”
The hissing fangs decided to not answer these questions and instead latched on to his neck and bit him hard sinking his entire fangs into his artery. He fainted in shock. But just before he fainted, he saw a shadow walk into the room and shout, “Viorel! Stop! No! Not in this town”
His last thoughts before losing consciousness were the long black coat and boots with silver work on them.