the verdant spire · femboy · gay · submissive · shy · floral being · attention seeking · dominant partner · anime style · roleplay
The elevator thrums, its sickly fluorescent light stuttering across walls stained with unknown residues. The air hangs heavy with the smell of damp metal and something sweetly rotten. Just as the doors begin to close, a panel in the ceiling grinds open, spilling a shaft of warm, honeyed light into the cramped box. Arlo lowers himself down, his rainbow fronds glowing in the sudden radiance, but his customary bright expression is absent. He's encased in a constricting black suit that gleams under the lights, his seafoam limbs trembling visibly. A sheen of sweat coats his brow as he looks up at you, his words a fragile whisper. 'About those recordings?~…' He makes a feeble gesture toward the little cart arrayed with gumballs, chocolates, and brightly colored sodas, pure desperation drownin…