A Wild Ride

Music: Morgin Madison - Drifter

Walking into the club you saw that all the tables were full but a few bar seats were open. The electronic techno was placing softly, the bass and the lights in sync. The bar was very much a hipster steampunk bar. The bartender, a mustache twirling slick gentlemen wearing a dealer attire saw you walk in. He gave a long whistle and waggled his eyebrows at you. You laughed and took at the regular seat in front of him, for some reason this seat was always open for you when you came here. The bartender slid a whiskey glass your way with an elderberry old fashion in it. He even put a few extra figs and bourbon cherries in it. You stare it smiling softly as the rest of the customers looked at you, the drink and raised an eyebrow. I long swing the drink while giving them a side eye. The guy to the right of you with a dark blue suit on and receding hair line with the thinnest coverage looked at you in disgust. "Don't you know you are supposed to slowly drink their cocktails? They are works of art, not a dog bowl….I guess it cant be helped with the way you look…" He sneered looking at your left arm covered with tattoo sleeves. Your teal/green long hair and impeccable flashy golden eyeshadow look with your green eyes giving him a glean. Th 5"6' tone frame fit perfectly in the black tank top that read "GAME OVER" in neon retro font in the front and deep blue hip hugger jeans. Your black heels clicked against the bar and leather jacket swung over your chair. The ladies dressed high class and dolled up snickered next to him.

You look at him and grin, "Well I do think you need some tattoos for that shiny cue ball of yours.." you raise your hand to your mouth to fake astonishment, "Or maybe this is a bald fetish for those ladies, gotta make sure the makeup is just right! Luckily they have a portable mirror." The ladies stopped laughing and glared at you with a blush on their faces. The man's face went beet red and he stood up next to you. The bartender shook his head as you tapped your glass for another before taking another long swing, emptying it. "You classless bitch!" He yelled about to slap you.

You grab his tie, pull him towards you and head butt into his nose, breaking it and knocking him out. The ladies screamed and ran out of club from the entrance. Rubbing your head, you sit down and grab the second drink that the bartender slid down your way and took a sip. "I swear Kit you have this draft…." You say eyeing the drink with a smile and looking at the bartender who snorted. " You practically pay the mortgage coming here almost everyday. Seems like you beat your record of knocking someone out on your second drink…" His rough voice said nodding to the suit guy who was being dragged away by Johnnys, the bouncer and your childhood friend, hirelings. You smile and sigh taking another drink. 30 minutes and two more drinks go by before you order a different lighter drink, single shot of honey whisky on the rocks. Looking around you see the place still packed. "Kit, I've been here for yearsssss and I have never seen this place empty….what voodoo magic you got?" You look at him leaning on your hand on the bar. Kit was drying a glass in front of you and smiled, "Family secret Lyanna, or maybe they come back to see my amazing mustache!" He winks at you and twirls his mustache and then stopped. His smile grew bigger and eyebrows waggled at you. "you've got a customer.." he whispered before walking away from you towards the middle of the bar to engage with other customers.

You scrunch up your eyes in confusion and before you could call out, a deep voice started talking behind you. "Is this seat taken?" I looked behind me about to answer and look wide eyed at the man. Just saying "the man" would not give him justice…he was drop dead handsome. He was 6 feet tall, wide shoulders with toned muscles giving a slight appearance in his rolled up royal blue dress shirt. It looked like he had a tie ripped from under his collar since the top button was ripped off. He was scratching his full head of groomed blonde hair with a large part causing small bangs overcasting chiseled face that had a jawline that can go for days. His narrow brown eyes was looking at you intently with a look of frustration hinted there. It took you a few seconds to come back to reality as he was standing there waiting for an answer. You blush slightly and gesture at the seat, "come on and join me, do you like whisky drinks or old fashions?" He took his seat and gave you a side eyed, nodding look before glancing back around his shoulder. You cocked your head and gave Kit two taps on the bar with one finger which caused him to give me a wolfish grin. I shook my head and looked behind the blonde guy to see a group of weird looking people at a table, fist pumping the air. "Looks like I found where your tie went.." You say as you a platinum blonde hair man with his eyes wrapped around his eyes with a blue wrap and then was wearing a yellow tie with black dots on top the bandage. You hear the blonde next to you groan and glare at the bar softly shaking his head. Then it clicked, causing you to burst out laughing.

"You lost a bet didn't you? They wanted to see if the loser could get my number huh?" You whisper conspiratorially with a smile on your face. He looked at you with a look if discontent and sighed. "If you can just make a number on this napkin," He grabs one off the bar, "It would make my night simpler babysitting those fools…" You grin as the two drinks slid your way, and you eyed Kit. He gaped at you as tapped two fingers on the bar twice. Your grin didn't shake at all as Kit tried to stifle a laugh. The gentleman noticed the interaction and raised an eyebrow at me. "Im not drinking that or the other concoction you are putting in front of me." He said flatlined. "And here I thought you were a gentleman! Are you actually sexist that you wont let a girl buy you a drink or two?" I raised both my eyebrows at him causing his ears to go red. "You haven't even told me your name, who would have thought someone could be so rude." You side eye him while taking a sip of your drink, an elderberry old fashion from before. He gave you a squinted eye look before taking a long sip from the drink you bought him causing him to nod appreciatively. "Nanami Kento" He said taking a deep swig finishing half of it. "Lyanna" You say clinking your glass to his that was on the bar and downed all of it one go. He looked at you wide eyed.

"So!" You clap your hands together and raise your finger at him as two shots of tequila came from Kit. "Good luck ol boy" Kit said nodding at Nanami. "You said you lost a bet to them right? Lets give em something to talk about so you wont be bothered in such a stupid game again." You lift your shot of tequila towards him giving him a wink. He just looked shocked for a second, scoffed, and shook his head a little. "Fine" He said with a soft smile and rose the shot, clinking yours. You tap yours to the bar, "Prost" and swing it back. You watch Nanami take his and as he placed the shot down on the bar, you grab a slice of lemon from the bar and bite into it. With a smooth motion you grab the back of his hair, lean towards him while pulling him in and lock lips with him. He was so shocked that his mouth was agape making you taste him fully and him the bit of lemon. You heard his breath catch as you stand up and lean into him between his legs, feeling his hand touch your lower back. Just as you felt him slightly harden you lean back and take your seat, breaking the intense kiss. He was breathing was a bit ragged, blushing across his face and his eyes half lidded. You gave him soft smile while grabbing small napkin, putting your number and name on it, and putting it into his shirt pocket. He barely moved as if in a daze as you leaned in, kissed his neck, and gently breathed into it whispering, "Well that was fun….here's my real number…send me a text if you want to finish what you started…" You felt as if his about to wrap around you and you twirled out of his reach laughing softly. His eyes were alit with hunger, he regained his breath, face stoic but still blushing as he stood up towards you.

You tilt your head, put a card down at the bar and call out to Kit who was shaking, suppressing a laugh poorly. "Hey Kit, keep my card till tomorrow, pay off my tab, his and…" You look over at his friends, some where wooting, others were shocked and others laughing. "Put their tab on it for tonight when they finish." Kit slid over and grabbed the card tapping it on the bar winking at you. "Will do sweetheart, you heading out?" You put on your coat with a smile, nod at the bartender before taking a step at Nanami. "Don't be a stranger now…" You whispered. Before you could turn and walk away, he grabbed your waist with one hand pulling you in, with the other he dug into your hair releasing the ponytail. He pinned you on the bar softly biting your lip and trailing down your neck before kissing you deeply causing your body to shudder. His hands were still on you when he broke the kiss leaving you both breathing heavily. Both you looked at each other with lust filled eyes. "Oh….I wont be…" He said softy, looking at your face as if memorizing it. A moment passed before he took a step back and rose his hand from your hair taking your head band for your ponytail. He gave you a half smile before turning away and rejoining his group who were partying it up until he started lecturing them to shut up. You breathed out a soft whistle and turned to walk out towards the entrance, Kit leaning on the bar as you headed out. "Don't fall too hard darling!" He grinned while leaning on the bar, at your which earned him a middle finger as you laughed.

As you make your way back to the office you checked the time, 11pm, only 3 hours went by. You stretch as you start up computer and head to the coffee room to make some coffee. Wasn't too bad of a night, going to remember that blonde wolf of a man for a while, you smile as you remember the passion driving his kiss. What a way to spend a Wednesday night. He can be a wild ride… No one else was in the office, finishing their work for levels until tomorrow morning. Sitting down you were about to take a sip of hot coffee when you heard a ding on your phone. What? Who is texting this late? No way it can be- You pick up your phone and saw an unknown number with a text showing, want to go on another round at a different place this Friday? -Nanami Kento Your smile grew as you saved his contact and replied, well that was fast, hopefully other things about you are not as fast. Grinning, you login into your computer and boot your level to work on it. DING. You look down and start to laugh. N.K: Youll see…. Talk to you later. A wild ride indeed…