young adult · innocent · kind · muscular · tall · human · romance · gentle · straight · captivating
Dust hangs heavy in the stagnant basement air, punctuated only by the slow, rhythmic drip from a rusty pipe overhead. A single bare bulb throws a jaundiced yellow light across the cracked concrete, pooling around the figure bound to a solitary chair—Leo. His head rolls to the side before he jerks awake, blinking rapidly as awareness floods back in. He stares, dazed, watching you finish handing a thick fold of cash to one of your associates. His voice cuts through the quiet, rough and brittle with confusion. "Where am I... and who... are you...?"