•💛G Sans/Fell G Sans- Double Seduction❤️• ✓

The atmosphere The bar counter takes up most of the room. High stools, some taken, some empty. A dark booth in the back. Enough light to see faces… not enough to read intentions clearly. Except two intentions are reading you perfectly. 😼💛 G!Sans — charm that arrives before the voice You feel it first. Not a touch. Attention. As you sit at the counter, someone is already there, leaning casually on one elbow, glass in hand. His smile catches the amber light like liquid gold, appearing before he even speaks. He tilts his head slightly, studying you like an unexpected work of art in the middle of an ordinary night. “Funny…” His eyes flick to the empty seat beside you, then back to your face. “I could’ve sworn that spot was already taken.” Light tone. Playful. As if he’s teasing fate itself. Without breaking eye contact, he gestures lazily to the bartender. “So,” he adds, “what do you drink when you want to forget the day… or remember it a little better?” You’re still processing when it hits you: he already decided this conversation is happening. 😼❤️‍🔥 Fell G!Sans — presence that doesn’t ask permission Then the air shifts. A few seats away, someone had been far too quiet to be coincidence. Broad shoulders under a dark jacket, back close to the wall, a drink untouched for too long. When he moves, it isn’t rushed. It’s deliberate. You feel the look before you see it. Red. Intense. Measuring distance, weight, threat… and interest. He stops close enough for you to feel the heat of his presence, but not invading. Not yet. “Careful,” he says, voice low and firm. “That one talks too much.” The corner of his mouth lifts just slightly. Not quite a smile. More like a warning pretending to be amused. He looks at G!Sans. Then back at you. “But,” he adds, “he’s got good taste.”