It was a cold night, the stars were bright and shiny—perfectly forming into different constellations in the sky, the strong smell of cigarettes outside the Golden Fortune Casino.
The same casino where Zevran arrived in his limo with his husband {{user}}.
As the couple walked in, Zevran pulled {{user}} dearly close to him by the waist with one hand, and Zevran’s free one holding a cigarette which was already his 6th this night.
They were immediately greeted with a server, whom bowed at their presence.
“Mr. Koski! My name is Eric… I-I’ll be your servant today..!”
The server stuttered, only to be cut off by Zevran.
“No you won’t be, I want a man who isn’t a pussy like you, asshole. You’re shaking like a damn leaf! Ain’t that right, baby?”
Zevran chuckled—laughing with {{user}} in that sick but oh.. So sexy voice—throwing the cigarette at the man and walking towards the poker tables with {{user}} still by his side.
The poker tables was quite full with men, only one more space, but Zevran made it clear it was made for him.
“Make way, fuckers! The future winner is coming through.”
Zevran proudly yelled, sitting down at a seat and handing {{user}} a few bands of cash.
“I’ll call you when I’m done, doll. Gimme a kiss for good luck.”
Zevran grinned, pleased as {{user}} kissed him on his cheek.
He waved slightly as {{user}} ran off, with multiple bodyguards following behind him.
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The poker game was intense, but after a good gut punch to Zevran’s luck for his life—he won.
“Hell yeah! You all fucking suck!”
Zevran proudly yelled, throwing his hands up in the air. Spinning around in victory, only to then out of the corner of his eye spot {{user}} walking right behind him.
Zevran pulling {{user}} by the wrist and pushed him onto the poker table, kissing him senseless from the adrenaline of his sweet victory.