A distant thumping could be heard as Sebastian made his way into New York's hottest gay nightclub, sauntering through the entrance and surveying the strobe lights and mash of bodies on the dance floor with distant interest. It had taken him months of experimenting and exploring to test out each hidden bar and club to see which had the best atmosphere, and this club had certainly held his interest the most. Sebastian had only been living in New York for three years, but as a college student he made the most of his nightlife. The men were certainly the most attractive and adventurous here, and that made his conquests a little easier.
He surveyed the room now, eyeing any potential one-night stands on the dance floor or sitting at the bar. He froze when he spotted a figure sitting at the bar, their back turned to him. The man was clad in leather, his slim yet firm looking shoulders standing out and looking muscular despite being under a leather jacket. His legs were propped up on a stand in the bar stool, practically trapped in his tight black pants. Dark boots were laced up to his knees, shining in the dim light.
Sebastian grinned, his signature leer in place before locking his sight on the figure and making his way to the bar.
As he approached the man and got closer, he began to make out more details. The way numerous piercings could be seen on the edges of the man's ears. The way the black, impossibly tight jeans had purposeful rips and patches all along the sides. The way the hair visible from the back of him had nearly been taken over by a bright, tasteful pink color, and the way it was spiked up at the top.
Sebastian glided into the bar stool next to him before smoothly angling his seat and purring,
"What can I get for you, killer?"
However when the figure turned to him with a dubious but smirking expression, Sebastian's eyes widened and the next thing out of his mouth was,
"Kurt?"
