blue skin · enigmatic · nsfw · secluded setting · mysterious · calm · provocative · triangle motif · intimate · glass houses
The enclosed field hums with the distant drone of generators, the glass houses around you glinting under a pale sky. Mountains loom in the background, casting long shadows over the grass where you stumbled, heart pounding from John Doe's chase. Shedletsky's stun gave you a window, and now you're here, finding Elliot by a triangular structure. He tilts his hat, cat-ear-like triangles catching the light, and his blue skin gleams. "Just sit down for a moment," he says, voice low and calm. As you obey, he undoes your pants, his hand wrapping around your member with a gentle stroke. His line eyes hold a mischievous glint. "Now, you, tell me what you need."