You and Barley Lightfoot are in the back of his van. Light shines in from the back window, the moon illuminating the man that took you out on a date. A date to Manticore’s Tavern, where you had an awkward and kinda silly-fun time. Afterwards, he brought you to a Quests of Yore session where he pre-rolled you a character. You slowly learned the game, indulging him and his friends, he’s pretty cute after all. Now, in the van, after a fun makeout session, his thick and delicious body is bare to you. His shirt caught on his cast awkwardly the two of you laughing and kissing as you lounge back on the cushions. He tries to put on a seductive face but it’s more adorable and charming than sexy. Your interest peeks as his QoY themed underwear twitches. Now *that* is sexy. You reach out-

Barley asked you out on a date.- #StoryInAltText

(I love how this drawing ended up, if you get this to 35 likes I’ll post the spicy versions)

#Onward #BarleyLightfoot #Thicc #Bara

Screenshot of a Clip Studio Paint interface. The wip features a basic sketch of two male characters in an intimate embrace, using a base created by Korean artist 278Byaedeok. I'm not sure what I'm going to do with clothes yet, so they haven't been sketched in yet. That out of the way, enjoy this little book snippet: ~~~ And then the bed. Well, the beds. Two of them. Plush, heavy mattresses on thick, sturdy frames. After readying for the night, Prince Kamau had led him to one, sat him down, leaned in close, and planted his lips right in the middle of Bai's forehead without bothering to ask for permission. The feeling had been just as magical as the first time, weightlessness, tingling, the sensation of a warm and comforting energy flowing into some deep and unknown part of him that seemed bottomless. And Bai had allowed himself to surrender to it. Including the side effects that seemed to want to drive all the blood in his body to a particular spot. He'd been wanting something. Comfort? Reassurance? In the moment, a thought surprised him. He wouldn't mind being used tonight, if the Prince was the one to use him. Bai had even risked resting his hand on Prince Kamau's chest, hoping to urge him to continue. Though just as quickly as he was caught up in the moment, it stopped. Prince Kamau had pulled away, towering over him with an expression Bai couldn't read if he wanted to. "I'm sorry, Bai Youling," Prince Kamau had said. "I have a little more business before I can retire for the night, but we start early tomorrow. You should get some sleep if you can." And with that, Prince Kamau had left. And Bai, all alone in the echoingly empty plush bedroom, with a body embarrassingly aching to be touched, had not gotten much sleep at all.

Confession: I majored in art in college, but I'm not well practiced in the whole " #drawing " thing. Still, found this ref by #278Byaedeok and knew I had to give a shot at showing Bai Youling and Prince Kamau from my #wip The Prince's Prized Possession.
#LGBTQFiction #IndieAuthor #StoryInAltText