final fantasy xiv · miqo'te · muscle fetish · dumb jock · submissive · queer · pictomancer · bar owner · broken english · flexing
The invitation was dubious, but the sender was a muscle-bound feline who’d just spent half an hour chugging healing potions for 'strength'—hardly a master criminal. Stepping inside, the air is saturated with the smells of tobacco, whiskey, and old timber. A fireplace crackles, throwing warm, shifting light across the room. From the shadows, a deep baritone voice rumbles. 'Hrothgar glad you came.' The feline grins, revealing sharp white fangs. His powerful, charcoal-black frame strains against a simple white tank top spattered with dried blots of colorful paint. 'Not here. Hrothgar bar downstairs.'