Unexpected Chemistry: Lovestar's Experiment with James and Sylvia

[Weonna]

Lovestar

James Mcduffy

After her successful experiment with Hiro and Fang, Lovestar decided to see if her oil would work on two people who didn't see eye to eye. She had the perfect pair in mind: a Boston pro wrestler named James and Fang's sister Sylvia, who had recently clashed during a match in a bar basement. The tension between them had been palpable, and Lovestar was curious to see if her aphrodisiac oil could turn that animosity into something more passionate.

Lovestar made her way to the same bar, knowing that James would be there. As she walked, she was greeted to a overly excited James . The Boston Celtics had just won the NBA championship against the Dallas Mavericks, and James was celebrating like there was no tomorrow. He was screaming, cheering, and making a lot of noise, his excitement filling the room!

James, a tall and muscular wrestler with a brash personality, was the center of attention. His booming voice and infectious energy had everyone around him joining in the celebration. Lovestar spotted him near the bar, surrounded by a group of equally enthusiastic fans.

Lovestar approached James with a confident smile.

"Hey there, champ! Celebrating the big win, I see."

James turned to her, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"You bet I am! Celtics for life baby!!!!"

Lovestar laughed, her mischievous mind already working on her plan.

"I can see that. You know, I've got something that might make your night even better."

James raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

"Oh yeah? What's that?"

Lovestar reached into her bag and pulled out the vial of aphrodisiac oil.

"This is a special concoction of mine. It enhances pleasure and makes every moment feel incredible. I think you might enjoy it."

James took the vial, his curiosity piqued.

"Sounds interesting. But what's the catch?"

Lovestar leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.

"No catch. Just a little fun. But there's one thing—you have to share it with someone."

James laughed, his bravado shining through.

"Sure, why not? Who do you have in mind?"

Lovestar's eyes gleamed with mischief.

"How about Sylvia? I think you two could use a little... bonding time."

James' expression shifted, a mix of surprise and skepticism crossing his face.

"Sylvia? Seriously? That bitch?"

Lovestar smiled knowingly.

"That's the point. Trust me, this will change things. Just give it a try."

After a moment of hesitation, James shrugged.

"Alright, why not? Let's see what happens."

Lovestar's smile widened as she watched James turn back to the bar, ready to put her plan into action. She couldn't wait to see the results of her latest experiment and the unexpected connections it might create.

[ZorzLeth]

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Sylva

Of course, it would not take too long for Sylva to appear in the bar, as a matter of a coincidence. She had won another match at L.A.W. and decided a personal celebration was in order.

She was wearing a black, leather jacket, paired with blue jeans and some decent runners.

Spoiler

She had not yet noticed James, who was there before her, as she made her way over the bar.

"Hey bar keep! Pass me a Kilkenny, please?" Sylva said with a smile, "Going to have a few drinks for tonight's win." The barkeeper nodded as he went and brought her a beer.

"Cheers." Sylva said as she started to drink down her first beer of the evening.

[Weonna]

James, spotting Sylvia at the bar, decided it was time to approach her. His steps were confident, buoyed by the Celtics' win and the excitement of the evening. He carried the vial of aphrodisiac oil in his pocket, ready to put Lovestar's plan into action.

He made his way through the crowd, his boisterous personality clearing a path. As he reached Sylvia, he put on a friendly grin, trying to mask their usual animosity.

"Hey there, Sylvia,"

James called out, his voice loud enough to catch her attention over the bar's noise.

"Congrats on your win tonight. Mind if I join you for a drink?"

[ZorzLeth]

Sylva took another swig of the beer she got, enjoying the moment until she heard something that almost ruined the moment. She heard a very familiar voice calling out to her. A very boisterous, egotistical voice. She knew exactly who it was. it was so obvious it hurt. She turned her head to look at James.

"Well, this is new." Sylva said dismissively, but also giving a hint of being legitimately surprised, "And here I didn't know you could be rather polite." A jab to be sure, but a teasing one all the same. It was basically to keep her composure as it was despite the friction between the two.

"Thanks very much." Sylva responded to James congratulating her on the win, "I don't think anyone else is sitting next to me." That was basically her way of saying "Sure, why not." to James; allowing him to sit next to her.

[Weonna]

James smirked at her response.

"Always full of surprises, aren't we?"

he said before he took the seat beside her, leaning back casually.

"So, Sylvia,"

he began, his voice still carrying that egotistical edge,

"are you still angry at me? Because I'd really like to get along better, you know."

[ZorzLeth]

At that point, Sylva turned to look at James and lean back as if she was taken aback by something. But this, coupled with her facial expression, was out of being completely surprised. This obviously couldn't be the same man that was obnoxiously boisterous. The same man she beat in a simple match when the two were intoxicated. This couldn't be true.

"I'm sorry...wha..." Sylva said in response, being taken completely by surprise, "That was something I did not expect to hear from you." She seemed to be almost unsure of what to say, but she immediately regained her thoughts, "I just brushed off that night as any other...well...most nights involving a match in a bar." Sylva took another sip of her beer. Clearly, she did not seem to have any grudge against James; although she did not forget how annoying his overly boastful nature could affect things.

"Well, I got no bone to pick." Sylva continued, "So long as there is none to pick." She was willing to let bygones be bygones at this point.

[Weonna]

James's face lit up with relief and excitement.

"That's great to hear, Sylvia. Really,"

he said, his voice suprizingly more sincere than she had ever heard before.

"I'm glad we can start fresh."

As they continued their conversation, James's mind raced with how to introduce the aphrodisiac oil without raising suspicion. He needed to be subtle about it. Spotting an opportunity, he flagged down the bartender.

"Hey, could you get us a couple of shots?"

James asked, giving the bartender a knowing look.

The bartender nodded and quickly returned with two shot glasses and a bottle of liquor. As he poured the drinks, James discreetly took out the vial of aphrodisiac oil, his movements hidden by the bar's dim lighting. He added a few drops to each shot, making sure it mixed well with the liquor.

"Here's to new beginnings,"

James said, raising his shot glass.

[ZorzLeth]

Sylva raised an eyebrow in (almost certainly amused) confusion.

"What is happening right now?" Sylva responded, not entirely sure what to think of this moment. Ok, so they were starting off fresh then...that's...new...

Sylva saw the bar keeper listen to James' request and grabbed a couple of shots. Not seeing that James had put in the oil, Sylva took one glass and did a cheers. She drank the shot. At first, she though there was something different, but then again, she assumed the sharp taste was from the alcohol itself.

"Alright, Mr. James." Sylva jokingly said, "You said you were from Boston?" She started the conversation.

[Weonna]

James grinned, seizing the opportunity to talk about himself.

"Born and raised,"

he said proudly.

"Boston is the best city in the world. We've got the Celtics, the Red Sox, and some of the best food you'll ever taste. And don't even get me started on the history. Everywhere you look, there's something amazing to see. It's a city of champions, and I like to think I fit right in."

[ZorzLeth]

Sylva listened to James boast about as she took another drink from her beer. Now, with this being more about Boston, she didn't mind too much of the bragging. Now, of course, she'd never been to Boston so she wouldn't know too much to really confirm or deny what James had to say.

"Sounds like a swell place." Sylva said, as she listened to James talk.