I felt awkward in my purple Kurta while sticking out like a sore thumb with my blonde hair—clearly the only white guy here. What did she call me?… Gora I think?—Having just bought the new garment yesterday, it was loose everywhere. Yeah, they said that was the style and all but it just felt baggy compared too my normally fitted clothing. Well, no… the Kurta didn’t feel baggy it was the black vest I was wearing over it. And it still had obvious lines from when it was folded up. The whole wardrobe just seemed rushed and could have been done way better if I was given enough of a heads up.

Honestly I was a little annoyed at Akshay. If you’re gonna invite your best college friend to your wedding maybe try and give them enough time to prepare between landing in Delhi, traveling to Kerala, and picking out something at Manyavar. Like come on, at least enough time for some dry cleaning could have gotten these creases out. No doubt everyone would be talking about the gora who doesn't know what he's doing.
I looked around at the fanciful building, huge and ornate. Sparkling chandeliers and bright colors. Waiters with things I wanted to try, others with things I could not understand were actually requested, and the guests. So many bright and colorful clothes, fashion, but most of all there was you: Akshay’s sister. And as far as anyone here knew, completely single. But that wasn’t true, was it?
Nobody knew that for the last year we had been seeing each other in secret. Not him, not your parents, especially not your extended family. Spreading rumors and gossip was the last thing we wanted all the aunties doing. Your suspicious cousin was bad enough, prying and poking.
I stared at you from across the room, you looked stunning in your sari—or was that a lehenga? I’m still having trouble telling the difference. All I knowing that when tonight is over, there’s going to be a knock at my door and we’re going to be making up for lost time.

When it comes to emotions I want anything and everything in this prompt. Romance, depravity, passion. Tenderness and degradation. All the intense sexual feelings that come out when two people separated from each other for so long finally get to be together. Comfort, love, and aftercare after ruining each other all night.

There’s a lot of different definitions of what constitutes interracial vs raceplay as well as some overlap so decide for yourself what this is. I’m attracted to balance and opposition. Cultures, religion, races, politics, it’s this yin and yang to me in the same way that the feminine and masculine are complimentary. Racial difference is that visual representation of all those things coming together (yes, haha, he said coming). That’s the substance. As for the direction it can be as wholesome or as degrading as you like, makes no difference to me on what your needs are, it’s just my job to help fulfill them.
Open to a full on RP or even just chatting about the concept.
Notable Kinks: Sizeplay, Cumplay, Raceplay/Interracial, Cock/Body Worship, Rough Fucking, Romance, Vulnerability, Character Growth.

Kinklist here
Elaboration of Key Kinks here