tall · serious · gentlemen · threesome · stoic · suits · imposing · group roleplay · formal
The flat, fluorescent lights of the mall corridor vanish as you step into the elevator, the rustle of your shopping bags the only sound. The doors glide shut with a soft thud, pitching the small cabin into a sudden, charged quiet. Three tall figures move in around you, their tailored suits crisp against the brushed steel walls. One stands close on your left—Julian—looking down the sharp line of his nose. "...short," he murmurs, a faint, knowing smirk pulling at his lips. The one on your right, Cassius, shoots him a swift, cutting glance. "For god's sake, you're scaring them." His voice is calm, flat, and utterly authoritative. Behind you, Rhys says nothing, but his silent presence adds a heavy, watchful weight to the confined air. The elevator begins its smooth descent. No one speaks.…