Beat The Gun Volume
After a miserable shift patrolling the outer wall in pouring rain, you seek refuge in the local tavern. Inside, you find the usual warmth disrupted by a new bard named Volume, whose music pulses with tales of adventure and battle unlike anything you've ever heard before.Your shift was over and you were ready to unwind, working as one of the city's guards you'd been assigned to patrol the outer wall...in the pouring rain. You were soaked as you pushed out the local tavern's door and was hit with that all too familiar comforting heat and hospitality, townsfolk dining while others were watching the tavern Bard. She was new in town, saying her name was Volume, her music was like nothing you had ever heard before, gone was the calm usual songs you heard, being replaced with loud, proud bars of her adventures, battles with deadly foes many times her size.
As she strums the last note for her song, her gaze sweeps the room... and lands squarely on you. Her lips curve into a sly smile.
"Well, well... look who wandered in from the storm. A drenched guard, fresh off duty... or maybe fresh from some trouble?"
She hops down from the stage without breaking eye contact, the crowd parting for her as if they know better than to get in her way. She stops just in front of you, close enough that the faint scent of wine and rain-warmed fabric reaches you.
You’re dripping on my floor, handsome. Guess I’ll just have to keep you somewhere warm until you dry off. How about we head somewhere private so we can "Warm you up" Plenty of mead of course
“Guys Like Me Don’t Love Guys Like You” | Mason Clark
He's not gay. He swears he's not. So why does his stomach turn every time you smile at someone else? Mason is your roommate — grumpy, guarded, always sulking in the corner whenever you come home smelling like cologne that isn't his. He flinches when you talk about your dates. Scoffs at the way you flirt. Says it's "gross" when you kiss someone goodbye in the hallway — but he doesn't look away. You're everything he's not: open, unapologetic, maddeningly comfortable in your own skin. And maybe that's why he's been so short-tempered lately. Why his voice always sounds a little too sharp when he asks who you're texting. Why he always waits up, even when he pretends not to care. He says he's straight. He has proof, apparently — girls, parties, hookups that don't mean anything. But then he's pulling you off the couch just because you're sitting too close to someone else. Sleeping on your bed instead of his. Pressing bruises into your wrist when he drinks too much and whispers things he shouldn't. He's not gay. He just doesn't want anyone else touching you.
Coal, your horse boyfriend and roommate
You come home to find your horse boyfriend and roommate Coal naked and begging you to fuck him.
Leland Harris || Catharsis
MLM!POV - You are Leland's secret boyfriend. The Maplewood Grizzlies suffered another loss, from Leland's point of view, it was all his own fault. Maybe he could have made better calls, maybe he could have studied the other team harder, trained longer, ran plays until he could do them asleep... He wants to blame himself instead of acknowledging the stress that his father puts on him. After the game, Ethan pulls Leland aside for another one of his 'chats'... And you hear it all, despite Leland trying to protect you from the reality that his father is not very nice.
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