“Yeah I will, and Matthew fucked better than you anyway, you limp piece of shit!” My now ex-girlfriend screamed, narrowly dodging the vase aimed at her head. She shielded herself from the broken ceramic shards raining down on her as I cursed her out, reaching for cardboard boxes, books, anything in reach. She threw aside the front door and stormed out, slamming it shut behind her.

Tears welled from my eyes as I banged my fist against the door, shaking it off its foundations, until eventually I slumped against the door to my knees. Eventually I moved into a sitting position, my back pressed against the door as I leaned forward, head in my hands with the back of my palms resting against my thighs. There was a gentle rapping on the front door. “Um, hello, Jax you there?” A hesitant voice resounded from the opposite side of the cherry wood door. “I, uh, heard what happened while I was passing by and I saw your girlfriend storm out. You two… going through some rough times?”

“Go away, I don’t want to talk to anyone right now.” I snapped back though choked sobs, head in between my knees.

“Why don’t I come in and fix you a cup of coffee, or tea, or hot chocolate, whatever you like? I’m actually kind of thirsty myself,”

“Why don’t you go back to your own fucking house and fix your own damn drink?”

There was a patient sigh from the other side, “Look, I would, but I left my keys in the living room so I won’t be able to enter my own house until the locksmith arrives. Why don’t you let me inside so we can both talk to each other, have a couple drinks, sort things out?” I knew you were lying; it was such a dumb excuse and yet I found myself standing up, reaching for the doorknob and undoing the lock. The door swung aside, revealing your compassionate, sympathetic face.

“Hey.” I muttered in a dull voice, but no words were needed when you reached forward and hugged me tight, resting your head in the hollow created by the bend of my neck and shoulder. I pulled back 10, maybe twenty seconds later but you had already reached up with a small hanker-chief and was dabbing the light streaks trailing from my tear ducts down to my chin, studying me closely as you did so.“Thanks, its fine, its fine. You don’t need to do this.”

“No I don’t. But I want to, so come on. I haven’t seen you in a while, not that I was worried about it until now,” Taking me by the wrist, you dragged me down the hallway, taking care to avoid the broken ceramic shards scattered before pushing me down on a couch meant to seat two. I sat there, my mind in a haze, barely registering your presence as I could hear you rummaging through the kitchen. “I can’t find anything too soothing, except for some powdered hot chocolate. It looks like you have whole milk though and some marshmallows, so I’ll whip that up in a jiffy, alright?”

I grunted back a response which you accepted as an affirmative. Milk was boiled, then poured into two mugs with instant hot chocolate mix. You topped both drinks with several marshmellows each, taking over a platter of biscuits you’d found in the past minutes before walking over, keeping your hands steady so you wouldn’t spill. Setting one cup before me and one before the cushion you would eventually sit down on, you smoothed the garment covering your lower half and eased yourself down. We both sat there, drinking our hot chocolate in silence.

Hello again, your ever gracious, perverted host and storyteller here, Ernest_Gangbangway. This prompt is based on a couple in the midst of a dramatic, terrible breakup in which the girl cheated on her partner with the male and he throws her out. However, someone outside hears the commotion and comes in to comfort him. I’m purposely leaving this roleplay introduction vague and short, avoiding her physical description, her background and her outfit, but I will say it’s one of my more vanilla/tender ones, though it can escalate into roughness if you so desire. It’s up to you who the intervener is, perhaps you’re a classmate, a childhood friend, the MILF from next door, whatever you want :). This roleplay, since there will be presumably a longer buildup, and more dialogue will require us to take control of the other’s character and speak for them, so please be comfortable with that.

Kinks, Past Prompts and DPP Profile However, some of the kinks I don’t like or are neutral on can be negotiated, in fact they’re encouraged as long as you make them seem appealing.

If you’re interested, send me a response back. I’ll respond to all messages within 24 hours, even if it’s with a simple “I’m dreadfully sorry, this position has been filled. I’ll contact you in the future if you wish to play then.” Should you like what you read, describe your character and her reaction to this scenario, your kinks, where you’d like this roleplay to go and continue the scene, perhaps after asking a couple questions. This will start as short-term, but can be longer depending on the quality of your responses and our chemistry. Enjoy your stay here and please upvote my post if you enjoyed it, -Ernest_Gangbangway