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He had seen the escort maneuvering about at the bar, making small talk with some of the other patrons, no doubt looking for his next customer. Something in the Elysian was hungry, wanting the boy to satisfy that craving and wanting to be the one to fulfill his desires tonight. Colt made his way over and cut Bryce off before he could converse with another, hands resting on either side of the bar around him. His body pressed against Bryces, hips slowly moving as he bent his head down, purring and grinding harder. “I can make you feel so fine.”