Bart the Bartender

His right hand slipped up her neck and grabbed her hair at the back, arching her neck for him to kiss her lips even more passionately.

"Never stop."

I feel a need for your lips.

Show me what they can do

Round ten? 😉

"I am in fact single currently." He says with a smile.

"So, if you're offering me a lovely evening of your company, I will absolutely agree."

Anyone around?

He smiles.

"I agree. And its a celebration, you see. It might be quiet, but its a celebration of life, to those who are no longer present."

He raises a glass.

"To the ones we miss."

*he pulls her close and whispers in her ear*

"Get on your knees"

*keeping her close, he let's the kiss be long, deep, and passionate*

Well hello to you gorgeous.

Come here. Now. 😉

He nods, taking in a quick look at the beauty.

"A whiskey neat... I've got a 20 year old whiskey thats perfect for you darlin'."

He pours and slides the glass to her.

Well its working.

Later? Now? 😉

And with no more hesitation, he lifts her up in his arms and carries her right to his bed.

He kisses her passionately as he begins to strip her.

*keeping her close for a moment, he kisses her softly again*

Ill call you later, beautiful.

His hand slips from her back to the doorknob, opening it quickly as he can barely stop kissing her.

As the door opens, his free hand slips and grabs one of her legs, wrapping it around his waist.

Oh hell yeah that was clear.

He can't help it, the kiss doesn't stop, it only goes longer as he brushes her up against the door and kisses her even deeper.

His tongue flickers against hers wildly.

Well this night just got so, so much more exciting.

He smirks, enjoying the sight of her cleavage and excitement.

"Let's go, vixen" he says, taking her by the hand and leading her up stairs.

As they get to the door, he pulls her close, looking deep in her eyes.

"You sure?"

"Again, its not far. I live just upstairs..." he says with a shy grin.

He leads her back behind the bar.

"Do we need to grab anything before we go?" He smiles mischievously and winks.

He locked up probably faster than he ever thought he could.

Thankfully it had been a quiet night so there wasn't much more to do, he was back in two, maybe three minutes.

He taps her on the shoulder and offers a hand.

"Shall we, Miss Mayor?"

He leans in, looking her deeply in her eyes.

"Give me a moment to lock up, beautiful?" He asks softly, a hand tucking a strand of hair gently behind her ear.

Oh my.

He resists looking, but he knows that's half the game anyway and does enjoy the tease.

"Maybe you need to eat, too, Regina? My place is right upstairs, happy to feed you. Make sure you get sobered up before heading out..."

In the morning, he hopes. Or two days from now.

He keeps this laugh in and quickly nods, looking into one of the fridges behind the bar.

Fresh out.

"Fuck" he whispers softly.

"Fresh out gorgeous. I do have plenty of water, cranberry juice, and a couple sodas in here."

He puts water and one of the sodas out.

"Do I need to cut you off, Regina?" He says with a devilish smile.

"Or do we need to switch to something else?"

He couldnt help but laugh.

"Ale got to you that quick, Miss Mayor?"

He winked as he took a longer sip from his glass.

"And where do you find yourself now, Miss Mayor?"

His eyes flick up and down, getting a quick, but still long look at her.

When did he forget the mayor was an absolute bombshell?

He pours himself a drink, the same as she has, and takes a sip.

"In my experience" he says carefully, as he takes the glass gently and refills it for her "that kind of wisdom works about 40% of the time."

He slides the glass back to her. "In my opinion, we don't "find" love. Love... finds us. And its when we least expect it."

"Listening is a tough thing, Miss Mayor." He looks into her eyes.

"We always think we can, and its easy enough to do. But fully listening, hearing, comprehending whats being said?"

He shakes his head.

"Doesn't always work out."

He smirks.

"But Im sure you exaggerate. What did the fairy say?"

"Company?" He says with a soft smile.

"Well, I'd love some company too. Especially if the company is as lovely as you."

He takes the towel off his shoulder and wipes down the bar.

"Something on your mind tonight?"

He smiles as he takes the glass and fills it with some ale, the finest he has.

With a perfect pour, he slides it back to Miss Regina.

"You can call me Bart if you like, Miss Mayor. What brings our beautiful mayor to my little hole in the wall?"