Intro, Bring your own Aphro
Calum groans and shifts over onto his side. He wrinkles his nose and slowly blinks his eyes open. His sheets never felt like this. Like they were made of... His blue eyes widen when he sees he's not home...at all. The sheets were blood red and made of...silk? The lanky man sits up and looks around the room. He had just settled down for a nap after collecting driftwood that morning. Just a little nap before tending to his vegetable garden but...
"N-Nikki?" he calls out nervously. He is still in his coats and jackets and clothes. His rucksack is sitting right against the bed. He immediately pulls it on and explores the room, trying to ignore the lewd paintings. This place was strange, there was some sort of sweet smelling perfume in the air.
Calum carefully moves to the door and pulls it open. "H-Hello?"
(ooc: Bring your own aphro. I request nothing involving bathroom activities or pain or violence. He's good to chat up women too. Just m/m preferred for smut)
"N-Nikki?" he calls out nervously. He is still in his coats and jackets and clothes. His rucksack is sitting right against the bed. He immediately pulls it on and explores the room, trying to ignore the lewd paintings. This place was strange, there was some sort of sweet smelling perfume in the air.
Calum carefully moves to the door and pulls it open. "H-Hello?"
(ooc: Bring your own aphro. I request nothing involving bathroom activities or pain or violence. He's good to chat up women too. Just m/m preferred for smut)