#hope cavill's enough beef for ya hehehe

[femnize]

he's still coming down from the laugh when he feels the hand on his tight. truth be told, he expected to already be back on his apartment, about to pass out after a good lay — that's just how dates usually went. but vost actually invited him to sit down at the bar, and told the waiter to put william's drink in his tab. it was much sweeter than what he's used to. it was scary, but a good scary.

it was going quite well for a first date, they were laughing and vost was such a good listener, letting will talk his ass out about his work and how stressful it could get sometimes. but, well, he liked a good lay as well and vost seemed like he was going to be a good one, so he didn't hesitate to agree. "yeah, absolutely... my place or yours?"

open to: (verse)bottoms. the usual, aka: beef. beef. beef. 28+. connections: strangers, someone new he's been seeing for a while. plot: vost is an agent for a spy agency and trying to honey trap your muse. your muse can be part of the company/organisation/shady business or just a way in. your muse should be unaware of vost's ulterior motives. they could have just met or had been on a few dates already. can play vost as str8/curious/thinking he's just doing this for the job only to discover otherwise, just lmk. verse/setting: modern, coffee shop/bar/restaurant.

Vost chuckled, glancing downwards into his drink for a bit. “Uh… you know, you’re the funniest guy I’ve spoken to in a while.” His nervousness wasn’t all an act, it had been a while since he’d been out in the dating/hook-up scene after all. There really wasn't much time for any of that, especially with how demanding his job was — though if the other man were to ask, so was his cover job as a construction manager. The agent placed his hand on the man’s thigh then, giving him a small smile. Vost knew he had been getting good vibes from his mark, so he gambled by being a little bit more forward. "I was thinking... maybe... you'd wanna get out of here?"