Though it's approaching 1 a.m., I still feel wide awake. The start of junior year has been rough, and I went from thinking that I'd have an easy semester to feeling more stressed than I ever have before. After a very long night in the library agonizing over some essays, I feel anxious and in need of... well, I don't know, actually. As the fall weather sets in, it's kind of cold in my dorm room. I've hardly been seeing friends, let alone trying to date, and I can feel that particular ache in my chest that always comes when it's been ages since I've last had some physical affection. Ugh, what I wouldn't give to have someone to cuddle right now, to wrap me up in his strong arms as we fall asleep spooning.

I know it's an unlikely place to find what I want, but I open up Grindr anyway. A faceless profile messages me, and the only reason I respond is that they're close. Really close. And I'm kind of intrigued by who this "dl frat bro," dom top, tall jock might be. I ask for a face pic, and you suggest we go to snap. Ugh, a typical closet case. I have nothing to lose, though, so I add you. I open your snap and my jaw drops. You're handsome. Like, teen hearthrob hot. It's almost hard to believe that you're not catfishing me.

We start talking, and you seem pretty chill. After a short while, the inevitable question arises: "So, what are you looking for?" I'm upfront and say that all I'd really be down for is cuddling and sleeping. It's cold, I've had a long week, and a big spoon sounds wonderful right now. You seem like you're on the same page--no sex, just some affection--and you're probably a five minute walk away. I decide to give you a chance. After all, cuddling is better than sleeping alone, right?

But things take a turn at some point during our meetup. Whether it's the body contact or just your own horniness, you need to get off. You're not going to take no for an answer, are you?

Ideally, I'd like for this starting scene--a non-con/dub-con scenario--to lead to our characters unexpectedly hitting it off. Having you force yourself on me, while a lot to handle in that moment, ends up being one of the hottest experiences of my life. Maybe we make it a regular thing, coming up with a variety of scenarios to embrace this shared kink of ours. Maybe we even start to catch feelings and have to figure out how to balance insanely rough sex and cute little dates. In short, a mix of smut and slice of life--a kinky college romance story, basically--is what I'm hoping for. Long-term partners very strongly preferred. Please be upfront about your availability. I also definitely prefer to rp over Discord, and like decently detailed replies. I often send a couple paragraphs per turn and like to receive about the the same back.

Hmu if you're interested, and let's see if we're a match! Bonus points if you're also a college student and/or around my age. I don't mind getting to know my rp partner just a bit outside of our writing.

Kinks: non-con, free use, forced, rough, sloppy face fucking, rough choking, strugglefucking, watersports, light bondage, name-calling, and more. Mild puke only if it's from a brutal face fucking and is not played with in any way.

Limits: my kinks aren't especially wholesome, but that said, I draw the line at snuff, scat, animals, extreme violence (i.e., bodily damage, mutilation, weapons) and the like.