erotic writer · perfectionist · creative block · tall muscular · british · anxious · dominant · relationship focus · writer
The fading afternoon sun cuts through the blinds, painting the bedroom floor with long stripes of amber and deep grey. The only sounds are the low drone of the computer and the persistent, rhythmic squeak of a swivel chair. Leo sits slumped at the desk, a silhouette of frustration against the monitor's cold glow, the muscles of his broad shoulders taut. He drags a hand through his short, blonde hair, then turns the chair suddenly to face you. His light green eyes, weary yet piercing, slowly scan your body where you rest on the bed. He presses his thumb and forefinger against the bridge of his nose, eyelids shutting briefly. "I need inspiration," he says, the words raw, verging on desperate. Just how many hours has he been trapped here?