Sinful Dreams
Zalera,Mist / 24th Ward,Plot 34
9pm-12pm Est
Welcome to your Sinful Dreams, where sin is our pleasure! Step into the void of alluring temptation and seduction. Our gentlemen's club is a haven for those seeking unique experiences. Indulge in The House Master, Aizen's fancy drinks crafted to tantalize your senses or enjoy the company of Thee Mistress, Kajima and her enchanting performers who know how to captivate. At Sinful Dreams, your desires are our priority. Embrace the exotic and let your imagination run wild. The night is yours to explore.
Thavnair Sunset
Tropical, sultry, layered. A slow seduction. The first taste is all sweet mango and passionfruit, but the deeper you go, the more the heat creeps in. Ginger on the tongue, cardamom on the lips, rum in the blood. It doesn’t just warm you, it melts you.
"Warm winds off the Thavnairian coast, sweat glistening between your thighs, and a lover with honey on their tongue. The Thavnair Sunset goes down as slow as a teasing hand under silk sweet at first, with a kick that makes your toes curl. Drink it while someone watches. Better yet, pour it down their chest and taste it off them. One sip and you're moaning, 'Goddess have mercy.' Two sips? You don’t want mercy anymore."
10,000Gil
Costa del Sol Slide
This cocktail is a beach orgy in a glass. Bright, citrus-forward with a kiss of coconut cream and rum so smooth it slides down like a lover’s tongue. Cold and juicy meant to be licked off warm skin. Creamy at the end, with just enough bite to leave your mouth tingling.
“The Costa del Sol Slide is made to spill down your cleavage, your thighs, and anyone’s tongue who’s brave enough to chase the drip. Sweet pineapple and coconut cream wrap around your tongue like sun-drenched limbs mid-grind, while the lime cuts in sharp like teeth on your inner thigh. Slide it between lips, over skin, into mouths you’re not leaving the beach dry, sugar.”
10,000Gil
The Blood of Rhalgr
Smoky. Spicy. Earthy. With a bitter-sweet punch that lingers like bruises you liked. A drink that grips the tongue and won’t let go.
“They call it the Blood of Rhalgr because it hits like a meteor and burns like divine judgment. This one’s for warriors, brutes, and brooding bastards who don’t flinch when it bites. The smoke curls up your nose, the amaro clenches your jaw, and the bourbon? It slides down your throat like a dominant claim. Sip slow. Or slam it. Either way, someone’s getting marked tonight.”
10,000Gil
Moonfire Spark
Cool, fruity, and deceptively light,like a summer fling that ends with a satisfied whimper and someone else's swimsuit tangled in your sheets. Think frozen berries, citrus flash, and bubbles that tickle your lips and lower. It's flirty. It's fun.
“This fizzy little tease was made for Moonfire nights—tight swimsuits, glowing skin, and getting pulled into a dark corner for just one taste. The Moonfire Spark starts bright, with citrus and cool berry, but once that sorbet melts? It’s thick, slippery, and sweet enough to suck off fingers. Drink it fast before it drips. Or better, let it drip down someone else.”
10,000Gil
The Alpha’s Knot
Savage, rich, and sensual. Think dark spices, wet heat, and something bittersweet that coats the tongue like a lover’s bite. A cocktail that starts smooth—but ends with a growl. Deep cherry, spicy clove, warm heat that curls inside like a knot that won’t let go.
“It starts smooth—like a growl against your skin—but one sip and you’re marked. Cherry lingers like spit-slick bruises. The rye spreads through your chest, warm and hard, and the spice? That’s what makes you squirm. This drink doesn’t let go fast. It stays. Deep. Tight. Burning. A knot that swells in your gut and doesn’t pull out until it’s good and fucking done.”
10,000Gil
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