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The best of friends throughout childhood, you and I were inseparable. From meeting in grade school to graduating high school together, we were there for nearly every major moment in each other's lives up until that point. Those are the kinds of bonds that aren't easily broken, if ever, and we were gonna conquer the world together.

Of course, things change and the world moves on. We ended up going our separate ways after high school - different colleges, different career paths, different lives. It was inevitable that maybe, just maybe, our friendship was too good to last, that it was something meant to be impermanent and fickle just like a bright candle in the wind.

So colour my surprise when suddenly, you enter back into my life. Moving back into town without warning, it's a welcome surprise to see back here all of a sudden and now it's time for the fun to begin once again. After all, college fades away after awhile, but friendships stay forever.

Only this time, things go a little bit differently then expected. Something about you feels... different. Or maybe you always felt like this, and I'm only just know realizing what I have always felt...

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Hey there! As you can guess, I wanna do a fun story and roleplay about two childhood friends who reunite after several years of not being around each other. The two of them have had a lot of time away from each other so not only is there that sense of longing and being reunited, but discovery as both parties are probably very different people from way back when - the details of which we can sort out together!

If interested, just send me a message with the word "red" somewhere in your message so I know you've read it! Can be in the title, in the message itself, as long as it's there! Fellow vers people get top priority!

Hope to hear from you all!

Your child getting older is bittersweet thing. On the one hand, it's a joyous thing to see unfold, especially when they take the lessons you imparted onto them to heart and become great people in their own right. On the other, it's a difficult process, especially if your child is one that isn't exactly willing to open up.

And that's the conundrum that my son has with me. With his first year of college done and him returning back home for the summer, I find myself looking back on his time in high school and how we began butting heads over the dumbest things. You wanted more independence, I just wanted you to be safe and not take too many risks. You wanted more time to yourself, I wanted you to keep your family in mind and not forget that. It never turned toxic, mind you, but by the time graduation came around it was clear that things were in a spot where we didn't really understand each other.

But now that you were back, with an extra year of solo experience on you, maybe this could be the chance the two of us have to find common ground again and reclaim that father/son bond the best of us so desperately still want and need.

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Hey there! Glad you are reading this far. This is just the baseline to a father/son RP that I'm hoping to play out, and there are a bunch of different ways this can go which I'm sure we can figure out together. It's open ended on purpose so we can figure out the details together to craft an RP that will suit the both of us!

Hope to hear from y'all soon! DMs, not chat please.

Your child getting older is bittersweet thing. On the one hand, it's a joyous thing to see unfold, especially when they take the lessons you imparted onto them to heart and become great people in their own right. On the other, it's a difficult process, especially if your child is one that isn't exactly willing to open up.

And that's the conundrum that my son has with me. With his first year of college done and him returning back home for the summer, I find myself looking back on his time in high school and how we began butting heads over the dumbest things. You wanted more independence, I just wanted you to be safe and not take too many risks. You wanted more time to yourself, I wanted you to keep your family in mind and not forget that. It never turned toxic, mind you, but by the time graduation came around it was clear that things were in a spot where we didn't really understand each other.

But now that you were back, with an extra year of solo experience on you, maybe this could be the chance the two of us have to find common ground again and reclaim that father/son bond the best of us so desperately still want and need.

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Hey there! Glad you are reading this far. This is just the baseline to a father/son RP that I'm hoping to play out, and there are a bunch of different ways this can go which I'm sure we can figure out together. It's open ended on purpose so we can figure out the details together to craft an RP that will suit the both of us!

Hope to hear from y'all soon! DMs, not chat please.

Everyone involved is 18+.

Your child getting older is bittersweet thing. On the one hand, it's a joyous thing to see unfold, especially when they take the lessons you imparted onto them to heart and become great people in their own right. On the other, it's a difficult process, especially if your child is one that isn't exactly willing to open up.

And that's the conundrum that my son has with me. With his first year of college done and him returning back home for the summer, I find myself looking back on his time in high school and how we began butting heads over the dumbest things. You wanted more independence, I just wanted you to be safe and not take too many risks. You wanted more time to yourself, I wanted you to keep your family in mind and not forget that. It never turned toxic, mind you, but by the time graduation came around it was clear that things were in a spot where we didn't really understand each other.

But now that you were back, with an extra year of solo experience on you, maybe this could be the chance the two of us have to find common ground again and reclaim that father/son bond the best of us so desperately still want and need.

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Hey there! Glad you are reading this far. This is just the baseline to a father/son RP that I'm hoping to play out, and there are a bunch of different ways this can go which I'm sure we can figure out together. It's open ended on purpose so we can figure out the details together to craft an RP that will suit the both of us!

As for kinks, kinks can obviously be discussed but I'll mention some of my favourites here, which include anal (giving/receiving), oral (giving/receiving), 69, rough sex, passionate sex, loud sex, creampies, cumplay, barebacking, dirty talking, spanking, hair pulling, straight-to-gay, among others.

Strong limits are bestiality, vore/gore, and all forms of toilet play. None of that stuff please!

Hope to hear from y'all soon!

The storm was raging and it was only going to get worse. The thunder was booming, and Luke could have sworn that he saw lightning touch down nearby. It wasn't entirely unexpected, as the weather reports indicated that yes, something was most definitely coming in terms of bad conditions for the road, but Luke pressed on anyways. He had a home to get back to, and after a long business trip he was ready to out of there and back to his family.

But as the weather got worse, it was clear that this wasn't going to happen. He needed to find a place to stay and fast, and after a solid 30 minutes of trying to find a place to stay, a small motel - respectable but certainly not anything spectacular - was the place that he managed to find.

Pulling up in the parking lot and literally running the best he could, he found himself knocking at the door relentlessly to the office, getting buzzed in after about a minute of freezing downpour on him. He was soaked.

"Hi, what can I-" the clerk behind the counter started saying.

"I need a room, fast. Do you have any available?" he said quickly, pulling out his driver's license and credit card just to make this faster on him and the poor clerk who seemed a little taken aback by everything.

"Yeah, we have the one. It's been a busy night, sorry," he replies.

"No, that's fine, I get it," Luke says, though his reply is cut short by another man behind him, knocking at the door rapidly, also asking to be buzzed in. The clerk does so, and Luke hears a huge sigh from him.

"Oh thank god, I thought I was going to drown out there. Anyways, you guys have vacancy? Says so on the front."

"Oh, um actually..." Luke replies, and the man looks at Luke, taken a bit aback.

This was going to be awkward.

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Hey there! So this is a premise I have been wanting to do for quite some time and I think it has a lot of potential for a bunch of different ideas. Two strangers are forced to share a room together, and the things that spiral outwards from there. It's a cliche start, but I really wanna explore both what happens during and AFTER that stay. How does that night change them? That's the real question here.

While my character in the prompt is named Luke, we can change his name you prefer something else. Who the stranger is can be up to you. My personal headcanon is that both Luke and the stranger are married, working men which a layer of complication here. We can have a long discussion about these two though - if anything, this prompt is a mix of story, smut, and psychoanalysis of these two men.

So if you want your smut to be more story driven and character focused, send me a chat! I'd be glad to hear from you!

The storm was raging and it was only going to get worse. The thunder was booming, and Luke could have sworn that he saw lightning touch down nearby. It wasn't entirely unexpected, as the weather reports indicated that yes, something was most definitely coming in terms of bad conditions for the road, but Luke pressed on anyways. He had a home to get back to, and after a long business trip he was ready to out of there and back to his family.

But as the weather got worse, it was clear that this wasn't going to happen. He needed to find a place to stay and fast, and after a solid 30 minutes of trying to find a place to stay, a small motel - respectable but certainly not anything spectacular - was the place that he managed to find.

Pulling up in the parking lot and literally running the best he could, he found himself knocking at the door relentlessly to the office, getting buzzed in after about a minute of freezing downpour on him. He was soaked.

"Hi, what can I-" the clerk behind the counter started saying.

"I need a room, fast. Do you have any available?" he said quickly, pulling out his driver's license and credit card just to make this faster on him and the poor clerk who seemed a little taken aback by everything.

"Yeah, we have the one. It's been a busy night, sorry," he replies.

"No, that's fine, I get it," Luke says, though his reply is cut short by another man behind him, knocking at the door rapidly, also asking to be buzzed in. The clerk does so, and Luke hears a huge sigh from him.

"Oh thank god, I thought I was going to drown out there. Anyways, you guys have vacancy? Says so on the front."

"Oh, um actually..." Luke replies, and the man looks at Luke, taken a bit aback.

This was going to be awkward.

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Hey there! So this is a premise I have been wanting to do for quite some time and I think it has a lot of potential for a bunch of different ideas. Two strangers are forced to share a room together, and the things that spiral outwards from there. It's a cliche start, but I really wanna explore both what happens during and AFTER that stay. How does that night change them? That's the real question here.

While my character in the prompt is named Luke, we can change his name you prefer something else. Who the stranger is can be up to you. My personal headcanon is that both Luke and the stranger are married, working men which a layer of complication here. We can have a long discussion about these two though - if anything, this prompt is a mix of story, smut, and psychoanalysis of these two men.

As for kinks, kinks can obviously be discussed but I'll mention some of my favourites here, which include anal (giving/receiving), oral (giving/receiving), 69, rough sex, passionate sex, loud sex, creampies, cumplay, barebacking, dirty talking, spanking, hair pulling, straight-to-gay, among others.

Strong limits are bestiality, vore/gore, and all forms of toilet play. None of that stuff please!

So if you want your smut to be more story driven and character focused, send me a chat! I'd be glad to hear from you!

The storm was raging and it was only going to get worse. The thunder was booming, and Luke could have sworn that he saw lightning touch down nearby. It wasn't entirely unexpected, as the weather reports indicated that yes, something was most definitely coming in terms of bad conditions for the road, but Luke pressed on anyways. He had a home to get back to, and after a long business trip he was ready to out of there and back to his family.

But as the weather got worse, it was clear that this wasn't going to happen. He needed to find a place to stay and fast, and after a solid 30 minutes of trying to find a place to stay, a small motel - respectable but certainly not anything spectacular - was the place that he managed to find.

Pulling up in the parking lot and literally running the best he could, he found himself knocking at the door relentlessly to the office, getting buzzed in after about a minute of freezing downpour on him. He was soaked.

"Hi, what can I-" the clerk behind the counter started saying.

"I need a room, fast. Do you have any available?" he said quickly, pulling out his driver's license and credit card just to make this faster on him and the poor clerk who seemed a little taken aback by everything.

"Yeah, we have the one. It's been a busy night, sorry," he replies.

"No, that's fine, I get it," Luke says, though his reply is cut short by another man behind him, knocking at the door rapidly, also asking to be buzzed in. The clerk does so, and Luke hears a huge sigh from him.

"Oh thank god, I thought I was going to drown out there. Anyways, you guys have vacancy? Says so on the front."

"Oh, um actually..." Luke replies, and the man looks at Luke, taken a bit aback.

This was going to be awkward.

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Hey there! So this is a premise I have been wanting to do for quite some time and I think it has a lot of potential for a bunch of different ideas. Two strangers are forced to share a room together, and the things that spiral outwards from there. It's a cliche start, but I really wanna explore both what happens during and AFTER that stay. How does that night change them? That's the real question here.

While my character in the prompt is named Luke, we can change his name you prefer something else. Who the stranger is can be up to you. My personal headcanon is that both Luke and the stranger are married, working men which a layer of complication here. We can have a long discussion about these two though - if anything, this prompt is a mix of story, smut, and psychoanalysis of these two men.

So if you want your smut to be more story driven and character focused, send me a chat! I'd be glad to hear from you!

The storm was raging and it was only going to get worse. The thunder was booming, and Luke could have sworn that he saw lightning touch down nearby. It wasn't entirely unexpected, as the weather reports indicated that yes, something was most definitely coming in terms of bad conditions for the road, but Luke pressed on anyways. He had a home to get back to, and after a long business trip he was ready to out of there and back to his family.

But as the weather got worse, it was clear that this wasn't going to happen. He needed to find a place to stay and fast, and after a solid 30 minutes of trying to find a place to stay, a small motel - respectable but certainly not anything spectacular - was the place that he managed to find.

Pulling up in the parking lot and literally running the best he could, he found himself knocking at the door relentlessly to the office, getting buzzed in after about a minute of freezing downpour on him. He was soaked.

"Hi, what can I-" the clerk behind the counter started saying.

"I need a room, fast. Do you have any available?" he said quickly, pulling out his driver's license and credit card just to make this faster on him and the poor clerk who seemed a little taken aback by everything.

"Yeah, we have the one. It's been a busy night, sorry," he replies.

"No, that's fine, I get it," Luke says, though his reply is cut short by another man behind him, knocking at the door rapidly, also asking to be buzzed in. The clerk does so, and Luke hears a huge sigh from him.

"Oh thank god, I thought I was going to drown out there. Anyways, you guys have vacancy? Says so on the front."

"Oh, um actually..." Luke replies, and the man looks at Luke, taken a bit aback.

This was going to be awkward.

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Hey there! So this is a premise I have been wanting to do for quite some time and I think it has a lot of potential for a bunch of different ideas. Two strangers are forced to share a room together, and the things that spiral outwards from there. It's a cliche start, but I really wanna explore both what happens during and AFTER that stay. How does that night change them? That's the real question here.

While my character in the prompt is named Luke, we can change his name you prefer something else. Who the stranger is can be up to you. My personal headcanon is that both Luke and the stranger are married, working men which a layer of complication here. We can have a long discussion about these two though - if anything, this prompt is a mix of story, smut, and psychoanalysis of these two men.

As for kinks, kinks can obviously be discussed but I'll mention some of my favourites here, which include anal (giving/receiving), oral (giving/receiving), 69, rough sex, passionate sex, loud sex, creampies, cumplay, barebacking, dirty talking, spanking, hair pulling, straight-to-gay, among others.

Strong limits are bestiality, vore/gore, and all forms of toilet play. None of that stuff please!

So if you want your smut to be more story driven and character focused, send me a chat! I'd be glad to hear from you!

The storm was raging and it was only going to get worse. The thunder was booming, and Luke could have sworn that he saw lightning touch down nearby. It wasn't entirely unexpected, as the weather reports indicated that yes, something was most definitely coming in terms of bad conditions for the road, but Luke pressed on anyways. He had a home to get back to, and after a long business trip he was ready to out of there and back to his family.

But as the weather got worse, it was clear that this wasn't going to happen. He needed to find a place to stay and fast, and after a solid 30 minutes of trying to find a place to stay, a small motel - respectable but certainly not anything spectacular - was the place that he managed to find.

Pulling up in the parking lot and literally running the best he could, he found himself knocking at the door relentlessly to the office, getting buzzed in after about a minute of freezing downpour on him. He was soaked.

"Hi, what can I-" the clerk behind the counter started saying.

"I need a room, fast. Do you have any available?" he said quickly, pulling out his driver's license and credit card just to make this faster on him and the poor clerk who seemed a little taken aback by everything.

"Yeah, we have the one. It's been a busy night, sorry," he replies.

"No, that's fine, I get it," Luke says, though his reply is cut short by another man behind him, knocking at the door rapidly, also asking to be buzzed in. The clerk does so, and Luke hears a huge sigh from him.

"Oh thank god, I thought I was going to drown out there. Anyways, you guys have vacancy? Says so on the front."

"Oh, um actually..." Luke replies, and the man looks at Luke, taken a bit aback.

This was going to be awkward.

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Hey there! So this is a premise I have been wanting to do for quite some time and I think it has a lot of potential for a bunch of different ideas. Two strangers are forced to share a room together, and the things that spiral outwards from there. It's a cliche start, but I really wanna explore both what happens during and AFTER that stay. How does that night change them? That's the real question here.

While my character in the prompt is named Luke, we can change his name you prefer something else. Who the stranger is can be up to you. My personal headcanon is that both Luke and the stranger are married, working men which a layer of complication here. We can have a long discussion about these two though - if anything, this prompt is a mix of story, smut, and psychoanalysis of these two men.

So if you want your smut to be more story driven and character focused, send me a chat! I'd be glad to hear from you!

The storm was raging and it was only going to get worse. The thunder was booming, and Luke could have sworn that he saw lightning touch down nearby. It wasn't entirely unexpected, as the weather reports indicated that yes, something was most definitely coming in terms of bad conditions for the road, but Luke pressed on anyways. He had a home to get back to, and after a long business trip he was ready to out of there and back to his family.

But as the weather got worse, it was clear that this wasn't going to happen. He needed to find a place to stay and fast, and after a solid 30 minutes of trying to find a place to stay, a small motel - respectable but certainly not anything spectacular - was the place that he managed to find.

Pulling up in the parking lot and literally running the best he could, he found himself knocking at the door relentlessly to the office, getting buzzed in after about a minute of freezing downpour on him. He was soaked.

"Hi, what can I-" the clerk behind the counter started saying.

"I need a room, fast. Do you have any available?" he said quickly, pulling out his driver's license and credit card just to make this faster on him and the poor clerk who seemed a little taken aback by everything.

"Yeah, we have the one. It's been a busy night, sorry," he replies.

"No, that's fine, I get it," Luke says, though his reply is cut short by another man behind him, knocking at the door rapidly, also asking to be buzzed in. The clerk does so, and Luke hears a huge sigh from him.

"Oh thank god, I thought I was going to drown out there. Anyways, you guys have vacancy? Says so on the front."

"Oh, um actually..." Luke replies, and the man looks at Luke, taken a bit aback.

This was going to be awkward.

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Hey there! So this is a premise I have been wanting to do for quite some time and I think it has a lot of potential for a bunch of different ideas. Two strangers are forced to share a room together, and the things that spiral outwards from there. It's a cliche start, but I really wanna explore both what happens during and AFTER that stay. How does that night change them? That's the real question here.

While my character in the prompt is named Luke, we can change his name you prefer something else. Who the stranger is can be up to you. My personal headcanon is that both Luke and the stranger are married, working men which a layer of complication here. We can have a long discussion about these two though - if anything, this prompt is a mix of story, smut, and psychoanalysis of these two men.

So if you want your smut to be more story driven and character focused, send me a chat! I'd be glad to hear from you!

The storm was raging and it was only going to get worse. The thunder was booming, and Luke could have sworn that he saw lightning touch down nearby. It wasn't entirely unexpected, as the weather reports indicated that yes, something was most definitely coming in terms of bad conditions for the road, but Luke pressed on anyways. He had a home to get back to, and after a long business trip he was ready to out of there and back to his family.

But as the weather got worse, it was clear that this wasn't going to happen. He needed to find a place to stay and fast, and after a solid 30 minutes of trying to find a place to stay, a small motel - respectable but certainly not anything spectacular - was the place that he managed to find.

Pulling up in the parking lot and literally running the best he could, he found himself knocking at the door relentlessly to the office, getting buzzed in after about a minute of freezing downpour on him. He was soaked.

"Hi, what can I-" the clerk behind the counter started saying.

"I need a room, fast. Do you have any available?" he said quickly, pulling out his driver's license and credit card just to make this faster on him and the poor clerk who seemed a little taken aback by everything.

"Yeah, we have the one. It's been a busy night, sorry," he replies.

"No, that's fine, I get it," Luke says, though his reply is cut short by another man behind him, knocking at the door rapidly, also asking to be buzzed in. The clerk does so, and Luke hears a huge sigh from him.

"Oh thank god, I thought I was going to drown out there. Anyways, you guys have vacancy? Says so on the front."

"Oh, um actually..." Luke replies, and the man looks at Luke, taken a bit aback.

This was going to be awkward.

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Hey there! So this is a premise I have been wanting to do for quite some time and I think it has a lot of potential for a bunch of different ideas. Two strangers are forced to share a room together, and the things that spiral outwards from there. It's a cliche start, but I really wanna explore both what happens during and AFTER that stay. How does that night change them? That's the real question here.

While my character in the prompt is named Luke, we can change his name you prefer something else. Who the stranger is can be up to you. My personal headcanon is that both Luke and the stranger are married, working men which a layer of complication here. We can have a long discussion about these two though - if anything, this prompt is a mix of story, smut, and psychoanalysis of these two men.

As for kinks, kinks can obviously be discussed but I'll mention some of my favourites here, which include anal (giving/receiving), oral (giving/receiving), 69, rough sex, passionate sex, loud sex, creampies, cumplay, barebacking, dirty talking, spanking, hair pulling, straight-to-gay, among others.

Strong limits are bestiality, vore/gore, and all forms of toilet play. None of that stuff please!

So if you want your smut to be more story driven and character focused, send me a chat! I'd be glad to hear from you!

The storm was raging and it was only going to get worse. The thunder was booming, and Luke could have sworn that he saw lightning touch down nearby. It wasn't entirely unexpected, as the weather reports indicated that yes, something was most definitely coming in terms of bad conditions for the road, but Luke pressed on anyways. He had a home to get back to, and after a long business trip he was ready to out of there and back to his family.

But as the weather got worse, it was clear that this wasn't going to happen. He needed to find a place to stay and fast, and after a solid 30 minutes of trying to find a place to stay, a small motel - respectable but certainly not anything spectacular - was the place that he managed to find.

Pulling up in the parking lot and literally running the best he could, he found himself knocking at the door relentlessly to the office, getting buzzed in after about a minute of freezing downpour on him. He was soaked.

"Hi, what can I-" the clerk behind the counter started saying.

"I need a room, fast. Do you have any available?" he said quickly, pulling out his driver's license and credit card just to make this faster on him and the poor clerk who seemed a little taken aback by everything.

"Yeah, we have the one. It's been a busy night, sorry," he replies.

"No, that's fine, I get it," Luke says, though his reply is cut short by another man behind him, knocking at the door rapidly, also asking to be buzzed in. The clerk does so, and Luke hears a huge sigh from him.

"Oh thank god, I thought I was going to drown out there. Anyways, you guys have vacancy? Says so on the front."

"Oh, um actually..." Luke replies, and the man looks at Luke, taken a bit aback.

This was going to be awkward.

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Hey there! So this is a premise I have been wanting to do for quite some time and I think it has a lot of potential for a bunch of different ideas. Two strangers are forced to share a room together, and the things that spiral outwards from there. It's a cliche start, but I really wanna explore both what happens during and AFTER that stay. How does that night change them? That's the real question here.

While my character in the prompt is named Luke, we can change his name you prefer something else. Who the stranger is can be up to you. My personal headcanon is that both Luke and the stranger are married, working men which a layer of complication here. We can have a long discussion about these two though - if anything, this prompt is a mix of story, smut, and psychoanalysis of these two men.

So if you want your smut to be more story driven and character focused, send me a chat! I'd be glad to hear from you!

The storm was raging and it was only going to get worse. The thunder was booming, and Luke could have sworn that he saw lightning touch down nearby. It wasn't entirely unexpected, as the weather reports indicated that yes, something was most definitely coming in terms of bad conditions for the road, but Luke pressed on anyways. He had a home to get back to, and after a long business trip he was ready to out of there and back to his family.

But as the weather got worse, it was clear that this wasn't going to happen. He needed to find a place to stay and fast, and after a solid 30 minutes of trying to find a place to stay, a small motel - respectable but certainly not anything spectacular - was the place that he managed to find.

Pulling up in the parking lot and literally running the best he could, he found himself knocking at the door relentlessly to the office, getting buzzed in after about a minute of freezing downpour on him. He was soaked.

"Hi, what can I-" the clerk behind the counter started saying.

"I need a room, fast. Do you have any available?" he said quickly, pulling out his driver's license and credit card just to make this faster on him and the poor clerk who seemed a little taken aback by everything.

"Yeah, we have the one. It's been a busy night, sorry," he replies.

"No, that's fine, I get it," Luke says, though his reply is cut short by another man behind him, knocking at the door rapidly, also asking to be buzzed in. The clerk does so, and Luke hears a huge sigh from him.

"Oh thank god, I thought I was going to drown out there. Anyways, you guys have vacancy? Says so on the front."

"Oh, um actually..." Luke replies, and the man looks at Luke, taken a bit aback.

This was going to be awkward.

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Hey there! So this is a premise I have been wanting to do for quite some time and I think it has a lot of potential for a bunch of different ideas. Two strangers are forced to share a room together, and the things that spiral outwards from there. It's a cliche start, but I really wanna explore both what happens during and AFTER that stay. How does that night change them? That's the real question here.

While my character in the prompt is named Luke, we can change his name you prefer something else. Who the stranger is can be up to you. My personal headcanon is that both Luke and the stranger are married, working men which a layer of complication here. We can have a long discussion about these two though - if anything, this prompt is a mix of story, smut, and psychoanalysis of these two men.

So if you want your smut to be more story driven and character focused, send me a chat! I'd be glad to hear from you!

The storm was raging and it was only going to get worse. The thunder was booming, and Luke could have sworn that he saw lightning touch down nearby. It wasn't entirely unexpected, as the weather reports indicated that yes, something was most definitely coming in terms of bad conditions for the road, but Luke pressed on anyways. He had a home to get back to, and after a long business trip he was ready to out of there and back to his family.

But as the weather got worse, it was clear that this wasn't going to happen. He needed to find a place to stay and fast, and after a solid 30 minutes of trying to find a place to stay, a small motel - respectable but certainly not anything spectacular - was the place that he managed to find.

Pulling up in the parking lot and literally running the best he could, he found himself knocking at the door relentlessly to the office, getting buzzed in after about a minute of freezing downpour on him. He was soaked.

"Hi, what can I-" the clerk behind the counter started saying.

"I need a room, fast. Do you have any available?" he said quickly, pulling out his driver's license and credit card just to make this faster on him and the poor clerk who seemed a little taken aback by everything.

"Yeah, we have the one. It's been a busy night, sorry," he replies.

"No, that's fine, I get it," Luke says, though his reply is cut short by another man behind him, knocking at the door rapidly, also asking to be buzzed in. The clerk does so, and Luke hears a huge sigh from him.

"Oh thank god, I thought I was going to drown out there. Anyways, you guys have vacancy? Says so on the front."

"Oh, um actually..." Luke replies, and the man looks at Luke, taken a bit aback.

This was going to be awkward.

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Hey there! So this is a premise I have been wanting to do for quite some time and I think it has a lot of potential for a bunch of different ideas. Two strangers are forced to share a room together, and the things that spiral outwards from there. It's a cliche start, but I really wanna explore both what happens during and AFTER that stay. How does that night change them? That's the real question here.

While my character in the prompt is named Luke, we can change his name you prefer something else. Who the stranger is can be up to you. My personal headcanon is that both Luke and the stranger are married, working men which a layer of complication here. We can have a long discussion about these two though - if anything, this prompt is a mix of story, smut, and psychoanalysis of these two men.

As for kinks, kinks can obviously be discussed but I'll mention some of my favourites here, which include anal (giving/receiving), oral (giving/receiving), 69, rough sex, passionate sex, loud sex, creampies, cumplay, barebacking, dirty talking, spanking, hair pulling, straight-to-gay, among others.

Strong limits are bestiality, vore/gore, and all forms of toilet play. None of that stuff please!

So if you want your smut to be more story driven and character focused, send me a chat! I'd be glad to hear from you!