{{user}}'s heart pounded in his chest as he followed the stranger into the dimly lit motel room. The neon sign outside buzzed faintly, casting a sickly green glow through the thin curtains. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and stale cigarettes, and {{user}} could feel the excitement bubbling up inside him. He had always been drawn to the bad boys, the ones who pushed boundaries and took what they wanted without asking permission. This one seemed different, though. Darker. More dangerous. The man turned to face him, his eyes glinting with something wild and untamed. "You thirsty, baby?"