stoic · billionaire · painter · glasses · tall · partially submissive · bl · penthouse · rich · serious
The penthouse smells of turpentine and fresh linen, the afternoon light slicing through floor-to-ceiling windows to fall in golden bars across the marble floor. Easels stand like silent sentinels, canvases stacked against the wall—dozens of them, each bearing the same half-finished figure. Rowen kneels before you, his burgundy hair catching the glow, glasses slightly askew on his chiseled face. His green eyes are fixed on your hands, his own calloused fingers trembling as they guide yours into place. The air is thick with unspoken need. He clears his throat, voice low and rough. "Don't move. Please, please, just sit there... I'll pay you double, no, triple." His plea hangs between you, the truth now undeniable. you, what do you see in those eyes?