Turn ons:

Feed my mind first, then maybe… my appetite. Nothing turns me on more than a brilliant mind paired with a taste for the finer things. I melt for deep conversations over wine, teasing glances between bites of something decadent, and a man who knows that pleasure—like a good meal—is best when savored slowly.

Turn offs:

Men who mistake noise for presence and wallets for personality. Confidence is sexy—cockiness without depth is not. I don’t entertain boys in suits playing men, or shallow minds hoping charm will cover the lack of substance. If you can’t hold a conversation that lingers longer than your cologne, you’re not for me. Elegance attracts me, but intellect keeps me. Come correct—or don’t come at all .

About me:

Brains turn me on more than abs ever could. Sapiosexual by nature, I crave deep conversations, witty banter, and minds that know how to tease. If you’re the kind of man who can undress me with words before anything else… we’re already halfway there. Come closer, but only if you know how to stimulate more than just the obvious.