open to: anyone!
Honestly even without the who "you're a demigod thing" they dumped on him when he arrived here, Ryder still hadn't gotten over the fact that this is where his father had been hiding out for the last few years. All he'd been told by the elder Brinkman was that there was some "mission" that needed his expertise, and contact would be minimal if non-existent. Fine by Ryder. He hated how much his father doted on him to the point of smothering... until he found himself missing the man.
Life was so much easier when he was a normie working the drive-thru counter. But then destiny had other plans...
Which was why he found himself skinny-dipping in the lake after midnight. Much-needed stress relief, gosh!! Luckily he found someone he was able to coax into doing this. Gods forbid he spend some time alone, with his own thoughts and no additional stimulation. Ew.
"Aren't you glad I convinced you to join me?" he asks with a grin. "You even got to see my dick without even needing to suck it... you're welcome—"