* call me Sir.

If there was one thing Sebastian could do good, it was wooing women. A few compliments, a charming smile here and there, buying them a few drinks --- not to sound too egocentric, but having good looks also helped in that department. As it was, the escort found himself by the beach bar, ordering himself a SnakeBite, when a gorgeous blonde stepped up next to him. ever the opportunist, Sebastian simply couldn’t help himself. “I’ve yet to see a more stunning and beautiful sight than you tonight on this beach.”

       The shopping area was quiet for once - guessing people were enjoying their bed this Sunday. It made it easier to get in and out, the fruit stands finally not packed with people planning some sensual event… that’s the typical Saturday a voice rang in her mind. The brunette slid all her bags on to one arm so she was able to eat and walk. A tomato in one hand as she gnawed on it… Her arm screaming in protest so she dropped the bags by her feet with a huff. “Bisikletimi ozluyorum – “ Muttering in her native tongue, Her eyes drifting around the few people till the sound of her bags ruffling “– Allah.”  Putting her free hand over her chest she turned to the person. “Those are not for free.”

Everyday Griffith would find himself back to the beach. Either he was surfing the waves, riding his skateboard down the sidewalk or laying in the sand, getting a nice golden tan, usually all over, stripping down for it. Today was not one of those days but it was a surf day. He had already spent an hour on the waves before he swam in to get something to eat and drink.  As he got to the shore, he saw Sebastian heading to the water, they had talked a few times, mostly about surfing and Griffith was honestly a bit smitten over him, he was very good looking, and today, being shirtless, it didn’t help Griff not to stare. Getting off the board, he made his way to the other, “ Seb my man, you just finish a run,” It was hard not to notice the other’s sweaty body.

He hadn’t expected anybody this early on the beach, at least not anybody he actually knew, but seeing a familiar face was always nice, and that familiar face took on the form of Griffith, who was coming out of the water. “You know me, Griff, can’t start off the day without a nice run and swim in the ocean. That’s like not having done anything in the day at all!” Sebastian chuckled as he moved towards the other man. Swimming would have to wait.

          annoyance boils within the petite female’s veins, impatience not even beginning to describe how she felt. where the fuck was her coworker? he was the one that suggested they partake in ‘aqua aerobics’ before their shift began. he was the one who promised he’d meet her there on time. it was his fault she was freezing her ass off before she even had a chance to prepare herself a cup of tea. for fuck’s sake. though the desire for a morning dip had long left her she shuffled towards the edge of the beach, not bothering to strip herself of her shorts and sweatshirt. toes wiggle as they adjust to the water’s temperature, body turning to examine the beach- oh my god. lips part, mouth nearly falling agape as eyes catch the male’s form, enamored by his presence - why was she upset again? hair whips against the wind upon realizing she’d been staring, throat clearing obnoxiously… and down she went falling into the sea, balance and control forgotten as limbs flail, an inelegant screech leaving her.

          ‘ hey god, it’s me, amelia. i’d like to say thank you for letting me live this long but i’d like to join you in heaven now, i don’t think i can live another moment longer, thanks. ’

Sebastian’s main focus was breathing regularly as he swam to and forth, the surrounding area a complete bliss to him. He swam, dove a few times, and it wasn’t until he was laying on his back, allowing the sun to warm him from above while the ocean cooled him from below that he heard first somebody’s throat clearing, then a screech followed by a splash of water. While he originally had no idea what was going on, he knew one thing --- the ocean wasn’t one of the safest places out there and it could have been anything, from a shark to a harmless guppy brushing against somebody’s leg. Turning around, he spotted the source of the splash and screech, swimming there fast to help the woman up, in the end seeing that she was, in fact, in shallow water. 

Getting up at sunrise and going for a run was his thing. Sebastian did it back in the day at home, during his modeling years and during his ‘acting’ career. While running through the sand was quite a change as opposed to to the concrete of the city, there was something very tranquil and calming when seeing the beach bathed in the warm and orange glow of the early morning sun.

NIKOLAJ COSTER-WALDAU lookalike SEBASTIAN DAVENPORT is a 45 year old DOMINANT ESCORT at the Utopia Resort. HE identifies as BISEXUAL, enjoys RUNNING and READING in HIS free time, and under the sheets HE enjoys BDSM, ORGASM DENIAL and DIRTY TALK. HE is described as SPONTANEOUS and FLEXIBLE and GREEDY and IMPATIENT.