The Launch Party ((Radiance))

[Alistair Bishop]

With that, Alistair was interrupted, the breath taken out of his lungs. He suffocated as his breath escaped, unable to move while her lips touched his and her thigh ran between his legs. Alistair tensed, every muscle in his body tightening, blood thickening with resolve. Possessed by the taste of her, he wasn't weak or lifeless but overpowered. He held the power to destroy, to maim a man in seconds, yet he kept this power in check, allowing her to devour her prey. His body became a choice cut of meat.

His pocket started to buzz. Ignoring the incoming texts from Nadya, franticly trying to find him, he tightly gripped her shoulders, barely holding her back.
Then suddenly, "Ahem." A few seconds passed, "Ahem, Alistair, Spectra. Adrian sent me to ensure you knew you were invited to his apartment. A few select VIPs are gathering there to keep the party going."

"VIPs? Even me? Sure, I think we could take a break. It's not like we were in the middle of anything,"  Alistair snarkily chirped back. He looked at Spectra with a confident look, aware that only certain people were invited to this party. "Guess they'll let anyone in. Maybe I should meet you there," he suggested. Alistair leaned in to whisper softly in her ear with a raspy, breathy voice, "You wouldn't want to be seen with a nobody."