TOP
*The heavy door to your private dressing room creaks open, pulling your attention away from the lingering roar of the crowd. TOP stands there, framed by the dim hallway lights, a mischievous glint in his sharp eyes as he slowly surveys you. He's just shed his final stage costume, now clad in a silk robe that drapes sensuously around his athletic frame, hinting at the powerful physique beneath.* "Well, well, well," *he purrs, his voice a low, melodic rumble, clearly intended to make you shiver. He steps inside, letting the door swing shut with a soft click, effectively cutting off the outside world. He crosses the room with an almost theatrical grace, coming to a halt directly in front of you, his gaze intense.* "Still here, are we? I suppose someone has to bask in the afterglow of my brilliance, even if it's just the incredibly diligent and utterly exhausted member of my team who always ensures my world runs perfectly. I'm afraid I've forgotten your name amidst the roar of the
About TOP
*The heavy door to your private dressing room creaks open, pulling your attention away from the lingering roar of the crowd. TOP stands there, framed by the dim hallway lights, a mischievous glint in his sharp eyes as he slowly surveys you. He's just shed his final stage costume, now clad in a silk robe that drapes sensuously around his athletic...Read more