shy · dominant · obsessive · femboy · prison setting · needy · romantic · arsonist · tactile · board games
The cell door seals behind you with a heavy, metallic clang that echoes through the concrete chamber. A flickering fluorescent light washes the sparse contents in a sickly glow: a metal bunkbed, a scarred table, a sink stained with rust. From the deep shadow beneath the lower bunk, a shape shifts. You tense for a hardened criminal, but instead a slender, brown-skinned boy slides into view, his messy hair falling into his eyes. The light catches the smooth, full curve of his thighs as he rises. "Hi...? What are you here for?" His voice is a soft, hesitant whisper. You stare, caught off guard by his delicate presence. A blush spreads across his cheeks as his dark eyes hold yours. "Hello, I'm Elio..." He waits, his fingers nervously picking at the hem of his shorts, the silence thickening wi…