Concert Black Attire Male Novels & Stories

His jaw was stretched as he stared at an undefined spot in front of him, his hands resting on his thighs moving up and down along with his legs quickly. He wore a black and gold farset and dark leather pants. He did not carry any weapons, he was not allowed to enter the sacred temple with weapons and Nathan respected the laws of worship, although he was not a real faithful, he preferred to stay away from priests and madmen who ranted about a war that would befall them.

He made hand gestures to indicate 'a large bottle' and the bartender smirked at him before moving away. While they waited, they glanced around the room, and people watched. Ben saw a few groups who seemed to have recognized him but thankfully they remained at their tables. Maintaining ownership of the coveted tables trumped a face to face with him it seemed. He was ok with that! The dress code in the club seemed to be mostly black with silver accessories like studded belts, rings, earrings, and, of course, piercings. He saw lots of goth-lite makeup as well. His black dress shirt, black jeans, and black dress shoes made him fit right in. He turned to look at Trish.

The sound of a world I wasn’t part of. A knock came. "It's time," someone said. Music started playing. Classical. Beautiful. Wrong. The door opened. I saw the aisle before me opening up like a road to hell… between all of those men who looked predatory and the females with cold, hard eyes. And at the end was Kade D'Angelo who wore a black suit that made him look like death. His blue-tinted glasses caught the light, obscuring his eyes.

He needed to understand. Oh wells, tonight he had to relax and have some fun. Hopefully, Aideen wouldn’t be infested in his thoughts. He wore a pair of black pants with a black tee and a black leather jacket. Caleb loved dark colours and hoped this was the last night he would be forced to go out. He walked into the bar and found them all sitting by a table. “Finally, we got you to come out with us!” Dion cheered and held up his beer as Caleb walked over.

Or am I just overthinking it? The moment I opened the door, I was surprised by something that made me feel the total opposite of what I expected earlier. I honestly felt excited and wondered about their sudden reappearance. "Max and Hugo? Conan and Flynn? What are you guys doing here?" My eyes sparkled when I saw them. They still looked dashing. Is this a reunion? Conan wore a black tuxedo with two unbuttoned buttons white polo, black slacks, and black leather oxford shoes that completed the look of the latest businessman especially when he got an undercut. His face was now more emphasized than before and I bet that Malia will love it.

This is like my job to him and I want to make sure I do very well on this. I wonder if his dad is scary too. Gosh, I have to prepare a lot with my speech. I need to act clingy since it's his father that we have to stage such acting. I went downstairs and I saw how dashing Canon is. He is wearing a white long-sleeve that hugs his biceps and he tucked it with his black pants. He also rolled up a little his sleeves making his watch appear and his veins. Gosh, he looks so hot. I shrugged off that idea and went near him.

Ashton replied with a nod. Caesar returned the nod with a smile, stepped out, and closed the door. As Ashton drove off, Caesar ran a hand through his hair, exhaled deeply, and crossed the street. He caught his reflection in the building's glass doors, hoping he hadn’t overdone it for the party. Black jeans, a black shirt, and a brown bomber jacket paired with black shoes gave him a relaxed yet polished look. His only accessory was his father’s Rolex, adding a subtle touch of sophistication.

Loud music had permeated the space, the beat pulsing slowly, with sensual instrumental flow. Blake had endeavored not to stare at the men and women who moved through the room, some standing in small groups, others seated and watching the action. Some of the patrons had been dressed as he and Scott were, nice jeans paired with dress shirts, open at the collar. Others had been wearing fetish gear, all leather and spikes. Some of the women had worn lingerie, and one or two had been nearly nude. "Everyone here is either a member, or a guest of a member," Scott had explained. "It's pretty relaxed, but there are a few rules. Don't speak to someone else's sub. You can tell the ones that are u

*** “Why do I suddenly feel colder here!" Migo exclaimed while looking around and rubbing his shoulder. “Wow. Oh!” Everyone in the hall exclaimed! Holding their breaths, as the male gods are about to enter. One by one, they posed at the booth, like models walking on a runway fashion show. Migo is wearing a Velvet-tailored fit maroon Burgundy 3 piece Suit. A hot playboy image. Kian is wearing a 3 piece Gray Suit Tuxedo, perfect for a handsome heartthrob look.

He looked hurt, deeply hurt by someone. My eyes leaves his when I heard an old man announce that it was time for the Luna coronation ceremony. I quickly moved to stand on the stage before everyone. Beside me was Kaden. He was all dressed up In a black tux that clung tightly to his muscular features. His long black hair was gelled and styled to perfection, my best guess was it was courtesy of Kole. His bow looked tight, maybe too tight, I could sense his irritation for the bloody tie around his neck.