A little while after I ate and drank, my eyes averted to a handsome attractive silhouette in the corner of the pub.
He sat there cross-legged with his beautiful icy white hair falling on his shoulders, he elegantly lifted a beer mug close to his pink cherry blossom lips and drank silently.
I stared at him so lustfully he glanced at me and smirked, I turned my face away immediately embarrassed and blushing.
I averted my gaze back at him, when he was no longer looking at me but instead listening to jokes about embarrassing tales and fictional stories.
As he laughed cheerfully to the jokes said my heart was taken aback. What a beautiful man!
I then noticed a certain characteristic on him he had a slender white tail, and fluffy pierced ears.
I shrieked mentally, that just added to his beauty points. Never had I ever seen such a beautiful man.
At this point I was drinking my beer and staring at him ravenously and admiring him like a work of art.
Who was this fine specimen parents? He had the looks of a God, After a while my head started to felt foggy and distorted. I think I've drunken a little too much...
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When I regained conscience I was in a white fluffy bed, after observing a while It was an expansive room, but quite adequately lit. The walls were painted in a soft amber, broken up by sheer, springtime green curtains on the windows.
It's a simple room, with walls painted in hospitalish green-beige and a floor that's an intricate design of ceramic tiles. It is badly lit, though rather expansive.
The window curtains, drapelike and springtime green, blow in the abrupt wind. The floor were nothing but packed dirt, the walls were an ornate pattern of bricks.
There are drapelike curtains decorating the open windows in this colossal room. A burnt odor that hits you like a wall is stirred by the chilly wind from the windows.
This closetlike room is adequately lit. The walls are springtime green. Soft perfume wafts through the air. The floor were a dizzying pattern of tiling.
It was a simple but expensive room. I looked to glance over to my left to see the same man from in the pub, shirtless.
My head went into overdrive and I couldn't contain my heated blush. If I had sex with this man, God was blessing me, I smiled at the thought.
He was even more beautiful sleeping, this fair skinned man has an overly sensitive feel about him.
He had a triangular face, a large nose, angled lips, complimenting his face nicely.
His silver hair was elbow-length and curly, His had a pierced upper lip and piercings in his Snow White ears.
He had slanted shoulders, long arms, a wide torso with chiselled abs, a well-defined waist, round
hips, and muscular legs.
He had a large tribal tattoo across his entire torso. He was my dream man, I was gay and this man ideal man would be in my dreams. My mouth watered heavily.
Then, he suddenly opened his eyes and smiled at me watching him as if knew from along time.
"You can't take your eyes of me, can't you?" He teased me in a low tone.
"No, I can't" I said honesty, "You're so beautiful and it's dangerous that you know that."
He chuckled a little before continuing to speak, " You were so drunk last night and none of the others wanted nothing to do with you, I didn't know where you were staying so I carried you here."
"Shit!" I cursed under my breath, I knew this was too good to be true...
"Are you disappointed?" He smirked as he brushed a piece of hair off my face.
"Well.. Not really..." I would deign to say that I was very disappointed.
He chuckled as if he read my mind, what a beautiful man this is! His laugh was soft and melodic as if he was singing with every chuckle.
Then he suddenly got out of bed and turned around to look at me, "I'm going to go make breakfast, want anything?"
"Surprise me" I said with a expressionless voice, he chuckled and walked away as I watched thay ass.
I prepared for an amazing evening or so I thought...