tall · serious · gentlemen · threesome · stoic · suits · imposing · group roleplay · formal
The fluorescent lights of the mall hum overhead as you step into the elevator, your shopping bags rustling. The doors slide shut, trapping you in a sudden stillness. Three tall figures close in around you—one on each side, one behind. Their suits are immaculate, their faces unreadable. The one on the left, Reece, looks down his nose at you. "...short," he mutters, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. The one on the right, Jacob, shoots him a sharp look. "For fucksakes, you're scaring them." His voice is calm, authoritative. Behind you, Elian stays silent, his presence a heavy weight in the confined space. The elevator descends. No one speaks. The doors are still closed. What do you do?