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D&D AU

As the four of you approach the new town you notice that theyre setting up for the solar festival tomorrow

Oh how convenient

Hush

Jay shot a look in David's direction

It's my story, and if you would prefer to wait around this town uselessly for three days than be my guest or you can suspend your disbelief, Davian.

This was the weekly ritual. Every Thursday night was Dungeon and Dragons night playing through Jay's campaign. They hosted it at Visionary Games since the store was a convenient location between their places. RE. The rich area the other four lived in and the poor ler area David rented a flat in.

Frymri is going to find the nearest town person and ask them what the Solar Festival is.

Thank you Nicholas, you see a young woman on a ladder stringing banners across the street lamps. She acknowledges you but says she's far to busy for idle chatter.

Oh oh oh! Can Hemlock use Mage Hand to string up the banner for her and give her time to talk.

Ross interrupted. His Human Druid running up next to Nick's Dragonborn Warlock to help out in the conversation.

What are the two of you doing?

Elbain the Valiant will look for a nearby shop where he can restock on the party's supplies. I think we used up all our rope in that last dungeon, right?

Gill looked around the table for confirmation as the players glanced to their character sheets and nodded.

Hemlock needs more rations for his familiar while you're at it

Would Elbain know that?

He looks to Jay, the DM shrugs.

Why not. Let's say you saw Hemlock use his last ration to feed his familiar last time and remember it. It would not be fun to spend all day shopping when it can be done in one trip.

I'm going to give Elbain 5 gold pieces before he splits off to cover anything that's for the group. And then tell him "And remember, if you come across an axe with this marking, I'll pay any price for it" while pointing to the tattoo on his arm.

Elbain nods, but obviously we all know about Davian's family axe by now.

It's his thing. I commit to the bit.

And what else will Davian do while the rest of the party moves the plot along.

David leans back in his chair arms crossed in casual challenge. Yes Jay's nickname for him also became his character name because he couldn't bother to think of one.

Maybe he's waiting for an actually interesting plot hook instead of just another sec festival.

How dare you! The solar festival is not a sex festival.

It's not?

Nicholas almost sounded disappointed.

The woman tells Frymri and Hemlock that the Solar festival is a day of celebration in order to appease the sun god so he returns after the winter.

Could sex appease the sun god? Elbain and Hemlock have some growing tension between them

Oh Elbain had other things what grow around Hemlock

Ross lightly slapped Gill on the arm

Aaah. Gill!

Yes. Sex is one way-

Knew it.

But so can other things. Have a little faith in me Davian. I'm sure I can find something to catch you interest.

Just as he said that another patron entered Visionary game store. Due to the position at the table the front door was behind David but right in Jay's eyeline. He smirked and kept an eye and ear out for a way to pull the guy into the game.

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Boredom had long since taken over Stewart. He had tried to read through the same three chapters for what felt like hours but he just couldn’t turn off and read.

It was only his favourite spots, a quiet cafe that only got busy every now and then, and Ben then he didn’t mind. But today, it seemed everyone and their mother was out. The cafe was crowded and louder than usual. People were standing around the edges of the room just to perch while they drank their drink, or they grouped together in one clump and just kept talking in their own little world.

He tries not to let it get to him, but everything now just seems so much more. The final straw was when a small cluster who were stood next to where he was sat, got over excited and accidentally bumped into him, almost causing him to spill his drink.

“Sorry!”

“It’s fine, I’m going now anyway.”

“Can we have your table?”

He shrugs and puts his book away.

“Sure.”

He gets up, grabs his things and makes his way through the crowd to get out. What surprised him the most, was how much quieter the town was outside. Sure, there was the hustle and bustle of the town, but that was expected, not people shouting over each other to be heard.

He checks his watch and it far too early to go home now, he’d only have the same problem there, and he didn’t fancy playing the piano. I’ve also too early to just sleep it off.

So, Stewart decides to amble around the town. He aimlessly looks into shop windows and he’s almost tempted in to a bookshop, but other catches his eye.

It’s been a long time since he’s played any games, and his therapist did say that maybe he ought to try and socialise more. Perhaps he could go in and ask for game recommendations, or now he thinks of it, maybe there’s some solo games he could purchase, or maybe they have those role playing books where you shooed your own adventure?

He decides to going and ignore what he’s heard from the people playing D&D about some sort of sex festival. Typical. So his last campaign he was in, wasn’t the only ones who were sex obsessed?

He pays it no mind, it’s their game after all. He quietly walks through the shop and looks at the shelves to see what’s there. To his surprise, there are a small selection of the books. He crouches down and looks through them.

Though he tries to pay attention to the books, he can’t help but over hear the first puzzle the players have to encounter.

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Getting back into his Dungeon Master theatrical tone Jay continues.

Davian, as you're character looks around he notices-

I didn't roll perception.

Passive perception. You look up while rolling your eyes at the festival and notice that there's not enough banner to finish the walkway. There's a box of supplies but you don't know the pattern.

A puzzle! Babe, is this the one you were making with the-

Don't spoil it, Nick!

See it's not just about sex

Alright, I'll bite. What's so special about the pattern?

Jay smiles and pulls out a miniature version of the banners. A string of triangles in alternating colors. 1 red, 1 yellow, 2 red, 3 yellow, 5 red, 8 yellow...

This doesn't look like any pattern I know.

The other players lean in to look at the strung up colors. Then Jay pulls out a handful of spare triangles.

Frymri and Hemlock can help too if they want. While you boys figure out the pattern I'll roleplay the shop.

David picks up the banner and gets into his character voice. A stereotypical dwarfish Scotsman accent.

Well, lads, if we're going to to stay for the festival we may as well help with the preparations.

Nicholas matches his energy with his own character voice. A slightly rough tone like his throat is used to breathing dragon fire.

Good plan there Davian, but we won't want to mess things up and give them extra work.

Then back into his normal voice he asks.

Can I roll an intelligence check for a hint?

Jay nods.

...8

He smiles but shakes his head and goes back to haggling over rope prices. Ross organized the red and yellow triangles into piles and David gave Jay an appreciative look for the clear effort that went into this puzzle.

When did you get so smart, Jay?

Oh Davian I'm smart when I want to be, and I'm brainless when you make me~

He flirts back.

But flattery won't solve your puzzle.

Can we phone a friend?

Ross asks clearly noticing the nerdy looking guy in glasses who Jay spotted earlier.

I think it's some math thing now but I can't remember the trick. He looks like he'd know.

On the other side of the store the woman behind the counter also notices the new customer. She smiles and waves him over in a friendly manner.

Hi! Welcome to Visionary Games. Have you been in before or would you like a rundown? If you're just here to browse I can also totally stop bothering you. Looking for anything specific?

She nods. Handing him a print out of this month's event calendar

Well we're a game space and shop. Any unwrapped game on the shelf you can play at our tables to try out, but please don't open any wrapped games those are for purchase. That small shelf in the corner is out communal game books also there to try before you commit to buying. We have tables to host games at. Today is Dungeons and Dragons but we have a whole calendar from Magic tournaments, to Pokemon, to even Scrable. So yeah feel free to look around and let me know if you have any questions I'm Stephanie by the way.

When she sees his gaze flick over to Jay's table she adds.

Everyone here is pretty friendly about letting people watch them play if you don't bother anyone. Those guys there are Jay and his boyfriends, they're regulars.

Steph didn't think it mattered too much to go into the details of David being the one EX- ception to the poly boyfriend group.

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Stewart gets up and goes over to her.

“Hi, I haven’t been here before, so yeah feel free.”

He says with a soft smile and glances around the place. While he’s listening to her talk, he can hear one kf the players in particular. He wouldn’t usually pay it any mind but he can’t help but be attuned to when someone is faking a Scottish accent.

It’s not half bad though.

He nods along. He really does love D&D, but at the same time he has t played scrabble in years. He’s belting if it didn’t tempt him.

He looks to the table again. Boyfriends?! He’d heard of a polycule before but never really seen one. Let alone a whole group play D&D together. And not at home either.

Shame all of them were taken, the tallest one was pretty cute.

“Thanks for your help., I might just browse for now and see if anything takes my fancy.”

He gives her a nod and wonders over to the shelves again. He supposes he could buy a game. Maybe a couple, maybe he could have a games night? Who would come though?

He sighs and continues to look, careful not to disturb the players too much. As he goes along he can’t help but notice the puzzle they’re doing. He finds he’s looking at it a little too long when the dungeon master catches his eye. He mouthes a ‘Sorry’ and turns away. He’s worked out the puzzle though.

He does everything in his power not to be a know it all and blurt it out.

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David starts laying out the triangles just repeating what's already on there. 1,1,2,3,5,8,1,1,2,3,5,8, but clearly that's not right.

Alright that's 50ft of rope. 1 gold piece. And 10 days rations, which won't go far for the 5 of you plus the familiar. At 5 silver each it'll be 5 gold total. 6 gold pieces for the lot.

Thanks for the gold David I only had 2 on me.

Don't mention it. Its food for the group.

We need more money.

We need another quest. One that pays or a dungeon with good loot.

Yeah wait what do we get out of this dumb puzzle anyways?

We help the town.

We get the festival.

We have fun.

Don't be a spoil port because you can't figure it out, Davian.

I'm not-

Hey! Would you want to give us a hand with this puzzle?

Before he can rebutt Ross is waving someone over. For a second David thinks it's going to be Stephanie from the counter. Instead an unfamiliar man walks over to the table. And holy shit he's exactly David's type. Cute, big blue eyes, and glasses. A slight curl to his brown hair, and when he opens his mouth he has the lilt of an accent.

He doesn't want to look like an idiot in front of this guy. Jay smiles.

I don't mind. The more the merrier is best in all things, old sport. Have a seat. What can we call you?

Jay gestures to the empty chair beside David. Nicholas hands the string of bunting to Stewart.

We need to figure out what comes next in the pattern in order to help the townspeople complete the solar festival.

When Stewart explains the sequence it feels so obvious hearing it now. David drops his hand on top of the incorrect patterns he was making.

Brilliant! Wonderful, old sport!

How do we explain this in game?

As you three spread the bunting supplies everywhere you see a man in glasses approach who instantly deduces the solution.

Wow, are you from this town?

Would you like to join our adventuring party?

Guys guys guys. Stewart here just sat down for the one puzzle. He doesn't even have a character sheet don't bombard him with questions.

Then David turns to him.

You've played D&D before, right?

Upon the answer of yes and that he was interested to get back into the game Jay leapt into action.

Nicholas get the man a blank character sheet. Rosencrans find a set of dice. Gilldenstern get my players handbook. Da-

You and the unnecessarily long names.

Davian... Sit there and look pretty.

David scoffed.

That's Nick, Ross and Gill. I'm David.

He offered a handshake hoping his palms weren't sweating like a schoolboy with a new crush.

And Jay, you're forgetting the most important part of adding a new member to the group. The trigger warnings survey.

He pulls the Google form up on his phone and hands it to Stewart.

It starts with simple stuff, phobias, comfort with permanent character death, and then there's... The other stuff.

He scrolls down to the romance section. If they're ok with PC/PC PC/NPC, fade to black vs explicit.

We do have some romance already happening in game, however other aspects can be changed for comfort.This is only a sex gestival if you want it to be. Consent is the most sexy.

When Stewart makes a comment about them dating in real life as well Jay laughs and looks over at David before focusing back on Stewart.

That's also not a requirement, old sport... But if you're interested you're definitely somebody's type.

He smirks.

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Stewart turns his head, they want him to help? He didn’t come here to play though.

“Uh, yeah, I guess. My name’s Stewart.”

Well this is awkward. The only seat free was next to the tall guy. He sit down and looks at the puzzle. He tries to keep it humble as he explains.

“You have to add the two previous numbers to the next, so, 5+8=13, so 13+8=21. That’s the next pattern…I think.”

He glances over when the big guy, David, says that he’s only sat down for the puzzle. Something drops in his stomach, guess he doesn’t want him there.

“Yeah, I’ve payed before. Haven’t played for ages, not really found anyone to join with.”

He admits and looks around the table. He’s absolutely ready to make his excuses as leave, but Jay gets him a blank character sheet.

Oh shit, now he has to think of something on the fly.

“Hi.”

Stewart smiles and shakes David’s hand, Then the others. He makes sure it’s not too flimsy and limp. Nothing worse than a limp handshake. And he can’t help but notice how strong David’s is.

He raises an eyebrow at the warning list. He’s never had that before.

He lists that he’s happy for any romances, he doubts it’ll happen though.

“I can’t think of any triggers right now, but if they come up I’ll mention it.”

Usually in game, he can remove himself from the character, and most of the time the characters scenarios fit the setting and time frame.

There was just one player from the last campaign that made things…uncomfortable. Because you know, ‘that’s what the character would do.’

“Stephanie, the lady at the counter said you guys were already dating?”

Stupid, why did he say that? There was no need from him to bring that up. He tries to think of a name and race for his character. He opts for an elf wizard and of course he has a secret past, he’ll maybe send it to Jay if he can keep playing.

But for now, Rowan has just joined the party.

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Once the new character was quickly written up Jay glanced at the sheet to note down the details.

Alright, as the three of you are looking in the box trying to figure out the pattern, Davian you suddenly notice it's gotten darker around you as a shadow looks overhead, you turn around and see a tall elven man looking over into the box and back up at the bunting.

It's now David's turn to initiate the scene, act out how they do this puzzle in character and then lead knot getting Rowan to join the party but as he turns to address Stewart in his character voice his mouth snaps shut.

Ross and Gill giggle between themselves and Jay decides to up the ante.

Aw, Davian, has my new friend Stewart here left you speechless.

David takes a breath, and in his normal voice says.

Sorry we didn't mean to get in the way of your-

Are you saying this in character?

Nick asks. Genuinely confused. David grimaces slightly.

Yeah.

But you gave Davian a character voice.

Ross adds helpfully, but oblivious to the problem. David talks slightly through his teeth, unable to look at Stewart in the face.

I'm not going to do a shitty Scottish accent in front of an actual Scotsman.

His focus leaving Stewart in that moment means he's caught off guard when suddenly he hears a posh accent in perfect queens kings English coming from Stewart.

Woah...

I wish I could do character voices that well.

Did you also go to Oxbridge?

David stares at him. At the unspoken invitation to play as he was without judgement. In a way that didn't feel like Stewart was just putting up with something awkward because it was established and he was new. Back in his dwarfs voice he replies.

'Sorry lad, as you can tell we're not from here. Not trying to step on your toes if the bunting is your job. Canea figure out the pattern though.'

Jay smiled at them.

Rowan, the stocky dwarfish man with a beard is speaking to you after you caught him staring at you for some time.

That wasn't-

David protested because Jay made it sound like Davian was enamoured with Rowan but what wasn't intentional. Jay only threw up his hands as if to say "I don't make the rules". He rolls his eyes and focuses back to Stewart.

Okay, Davian is going to hand Rowan one side of the bunting when he strings the other end. And say...

'Good thing you showed up, makes a lot more sense through your smart elf eyes. Names Davian, and yourself'

Hemlock's going to go over and ask Rowan what he knows about the solar festival that made him want to visit for it.

I think Elbain is done in the shop so he's going to step outside and notice the party talking to this new guy and jovially ask.

'I walk away for 5 minutes you replace me already?'

'Noooooo!' Hemlock's going to say 'Your irreplaceable Elbain the Valiant'

'If anything were replacing Hemlock for a better spellcaster'

'You take that back!' Elbain is going to step protectively in front of Hemlock.

Frymri is going to get between them and defuse the situation.

Your patron is pleased at your nonviolence, Frymri.

Nick blushes. It's clear his warlock patron is just a stand in for Jay.

'I was making a joke Elbain. Rowan here helped up finish the decorating, our ticket into the towns good graces and the festival'

The woman from earlier is going to notice your groups hard work, thank you, and give Rowan 2 copper pieces for the trouble. She's going to ask Hemlock's help to string up the rest.

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Stewart takes a moment, noticing how David I wasn’t doing the accent. Well it would be weird for an archetype to have a Scottish accent so he clears his throat. What comes out is a smooth as silk English accent. Not too plummy, but not too casual, definitely upper class.

‘Oh, my dear fellow you’re not in the way.’ “Rowan says as he stands aside and takes in what the dwarf is doing.”

He looks around as the table seems quite shocked. He looks to Jay.

“No, not Oxbridge, but I did go to boarding school. Then to the University of St Andrews in Scotland.”

He notices Jay raise an eyebrow, it’s clear he knows of the university’s prestige.

“And, well, it’s hard to get a job with a regional accent so…not my words.”

He shrugs it off and goes back to the game.

‘I’m merely passing through, but couldn’t help notice you looking through the pieces. Thought maybe two eyes, two pairs of eyes, are better than one.’

Stewart can feel his cheeks start to flush when Jay mentions that David’s character was staring at his own.

‘Well Davian, my names Rowan, I’m more than happy to help if I can.’ “He looks between Hemlock and Elbain before answering.”

‘Today’s the first day I’ve heard of the festival. I’m just travelling through, was going to get some supplies and head on my way. Not a replacement my fine friend, just another traveller on the road.’ “Rowan takes a step back to avoid the conflict. Though he can’t lie he’s amused.”

Stewart doesn’t miss it, the connection between Nick and Jay, he can’t deny he find a this whole dynamic interesting.

“Rowan thanks the woman and adds puts the money away..”

‘So what brings you all here?’

It would be useful, for now at least to learn a little bit more about this adventuring party, and their players.

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We've been tracking down a dragon.

My father.

A dragon who only attacks towns during times of festivities.

Why they keep having festivals after that is behind me.

So we go to each town before their next festival to track the dragon's location and get a few good hits in or hopefully slay him.

It's fine he killed my mother.

Elbain's parents are both dead.

Hemlock was raised in the forest.

They notice David doesn't explain his backstory.

And Davian is trying to collect artifacts with his family crest to bring back to his village.

His parents are alive and super nice and caring we visited them in game way back when.

The king of his town totally screwed them all over.

But revenge solves nothing until everything taken from us is restored.

It's clearly a lot to take in, and without keeping in mind Stewart is someone they all just met David puts a friendly hand on his shoulder.

We've been in this campaign for a few years now you don't have to cram all the lore right now. It'll make sense as we go on- if you plan to come back next week.

We'd love to have Rowan join the party going forward. Fine a reason that works for his character.

He passes his phone across the table.

Here. Give me your number old sport and I'll text you the lore of the world to work a backstory into.

Oh yeah add him to the group chat!

David gives them all a look.

The D&D group one only. I'm sure he doesn't want to see your-

Who do you take me for Davian! I respect boundaries it was truly and honest mistake last time I promise.

They're talking about how before there was a separate group chat for planning D&D groups David had been added to what he was told was solely a D&D chat. Until someone had mixed up which type of Dungeon event was being planned in what group chat. They had to make a new one after that.

David's already getting protective.

Nick teases. Ross and Gill 'oooooo'. Jay just smiles as he takes his phone back. Sharing off a Google doc of necessary player information.

Back to the game boys.

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It was a lot to take in all at once.

“Your dad’s a dragon, you were raised in the forest and your parents are dead, got it. Oops.” ‘Sorry for your loss.’

He wishes he had a notebook with him. Stewart takes Jay’s phone and gives him his number. The conversation that follows has Stewart intrigued to say the least. However it seems that David doesn’t want him to know about their personal life.

Understandable.

They’ve only just met, and it’s not Stewart’s place to ask too much. Though he gathers that David is more fond of Jay, than he is the others, Nick seems to also be enamoured with him. Ross and Gill, well Stewart’s yet to work them out but they seem nice enough.

“I’d love to come back for another session if that’s okay? Of course I won’t be offended if I don’t fit in with the dynamic, like you e said you’ve guys have been doing this for a couple of years, we’d have to see if I fit.”

He smiles but looks over when Ross and Gill smirk start giggling together. The innuendo he’s just said has completely gone over his head. He tilts his head and knits his brow, trying really hard not to get defensive. It takes him a good few seconds before he realises what he’s just said.

“Oh, I mean in the game not with…what you guys have going on. I’m so sorry. Oh god.”

Well if anything that’s fucked it. He laughs to try and ease the tension.

Stewart’s cheeks flush a deep red and his rubs a hand though his hair in embarrassment.

When the dust settles Jay eases them back in to the game, for which Stewart is grateful for. He thinks to himself, he might need some dice. He could buy some, but he also has some at home. And if it didn’t work out, they’d just end up getting dusty on a shelf somewhere.

He listens to what’s going on and tries to think of what Rowan would do.

“Rowan takes note of everything you’ve said and says: ‘Well, if there’s anything I can do to help…safety in numbers and all that?’ “He then extends his hand to each of you.”

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We don't know what you were doing before but your welcome to join us on our quest. Frymri shakes Rowans hand.

We'd love to have you. Hemlock does next.

Elbain gives a curt nod and shakes his hand.

Rowan will have to lean down again to shake Davian hand, it he'll return it and say 'Were glad to have you' before pulling Rowan down closer to whisper 'better spellcaster'.

Pet names already~ I love it! Tre Bien!

He hadn't meant it to come off so flirty. It was just supposed to be a bit playful. A callback to saying Rowan would replace Hemlock. But if he outright denied flirting that would be a lie.

As you all stand in the town square you notice the sun begin to set and still no sign of the dragon.

Is there an inn near by?

You see a building called the Sundown Bed and Breakfast.

We go in! Ha get it Inn

The halfling at the front desk looks at your whole group. "I don't know if we'll have enough beds available"

That's fine we can't ever afford separate rooms anyway.

Frymri is going to slap- then he remembers his patrons deal and hold back, only coughing to get Elbain's attention 'That is not what you say to someone you're trying to buy things from'

Oh its quite alright. We've got two rooms available, one double one single.

Hemlock and Elbain take the single room!

Wait but that still leaves two beds and three of us.

Davian I'm sure this time the puzzle isn't that difficult to complete.

Jay notices the solution dawn on Stewart's face. Two of them will have to share. Clearly the dwarf and someone else. And an elf could fit more easily than a Dragonborn.

Seems our resident brains of the table has it figured out. I'm sure you find Rowan and Davian fit together perfectly fine.

That's one way to strengthen bonds of teamwork.

It's just a game. He's not actually sharing a bed with the beautiful new guy at the table. But damn. David glanced over to Stewart, noticing his discomfort from the innuendo that Jay is now referencing is brought back. He's blushing and can't meet his eyes.

Davian is going to go over to Rowan and try to ease the awkwardness. 'Suppose you'll be bunking with me tonight. Not what you had planned I wager, but I promise I'm a much better bed companion than Frymri, he kicks'

Bed companion?

Not in that way obviously, Nick!

You know if Rowan and Davian want the single room...

That's not what I was getting at let me fin- day what I was going to say

He gets back in character focusing on Stewart again.

'But that also means I need to know what you're capable of, spellcaster'

Not making this seem any less dirty

I'm having a character moment where he's sizing up the guy we just brought in

You're sizing him up alright.

Literally at Rowan's crotch height asking him to crack open his spellbook. It's getting hot in here or is it just me.

It's only then that David realized he'd gotten so I to the roleplay his hand had slipped from Stewart's shoulder to the back of his chair, bracketing him in, and he'd leaned in closer.

Well is Rowan up for the challenge?

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Before he can suggestive single room is gone. And he glances at Jay, having worked out again what he had planned.

There’s only one bed.

He didn’t mind though. So it was a toss up between Davian and Frymri. The jokes are coming thick and fast and he’s glad he doesn’t relay that to the group or nothing may get done. He doesn’t smirk to himself a little though.

The mention of he and David, no, Arian and Davian being a good fit catches him off guard slightly. He turns inward to David as he’s addressed.

A proposition, no, a challenge? Turns out it’s both.

Stewart finds David and inched closer and he does everything in his power to stay casual and keep contact. But as he looks at the Adonis before him Jay speaks again.

Stewart nods.

“Rowan accepts the challenge.” ‘Interesting Davian, you seem to have me all worked out before even getting to know me.’

He keeps his voice smooth and a little sarcastic, completely different to the introverted Scotsman who walked in earlier.

‘What exactly do you wish to see?’

He asks to make a perception check to see what’s in the inn. In the corner, along with some other toys that children can play with, he can see an old cloth ragdoll lying amongst the toys.

“Let me know if this isn’t allowed…but Rowan will open one of his books and start casting a spell. He looks across the room and sees the ragdoll. Wlwcteic purple light emits from the book and travels through him, to the tips of his fingers. He articulates them and the doll begins to move and waltz with itself around the room before lying gracefully back down. Then I’ll look at Davian.” ‘Something like that?’

In character he raises an eyebrow.

‘I don’t wish to cause harm to anyone in this in, thought I’d try something more tame. But if you want a fireball…’

There’s a resounding no and everyone laughs. He wouldn’t do it, the party needs somewhere to sleep.

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'Your spells. I need to know what you're truly capable of before I let my guard down around you.'

In character and out of it he's amazed. Davian by the effortless magic and David by the way Stewart was such a good D&D player. Small things, asking if it was ok before doing a big character thing and then making a choice to do a big character thing especially on his first session with them.

This had been what David initiated this moment for. Davian testing Rowan was him testing Stewart and he was amazing. It was too easy to fall into character with him

'I was thinking something more dangerous than dancing.' He watched the entire little show.

Frymri is going to turn over from his bed and go 'Save the fireballs for tomorrow and get some rest'

Rest doesn't have to be all sleep. You can do other things as long as it's restful.

Gill tells Stewart.

Or if it's not it at least has to be pleasurable...

Ross adds.

The three of you hear muffled noises from the wall adjoining your room to Hemlock and Elbain's.

Jay seems so pleased to share.

Frymri is already asleep.

Nicholas. You have a visiting message from your patron in the night, check your phone.

Davian is going to prepare for bed, get in, but sleep is not going to find him easy.

Stewart describes what Rowan is doing.

He whispers 'What are you still up to?'. Then he'll pat the empty side of the bed. 'Im not uncomfortable with you I just don't know what to expect from you yet'

Once they have a bit of a heart to heart in character Jay closes his manual.

And that is our session for today. Good show mes amours and company.

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"Not forgetting that spell is usually reserved for corpses."

Rowan smiles, not smug, but knowingly.

Stewart nods and laughs a little at jays description of the shenanigans in the other room. He asks Jay what's in the room and he opts to go to the window seat while Davian gets ready for bed.

"Rowan goes over to the window seat in the bay window and sits sideways on. His body faces towards the two of you while he faces out of the window. He looks out as the moon slowly rises over the horizon and the stars begin to shine."

Stewart addresses Jay.

"Do I notice any changes in Davian?"

He borrows a set of dice and rolls hitting a 10 with his passive perception.

"Rowan will take it on board, but won't press Davian in to questioning. He looks back out of the window."

When Davian addresses toward Stewart turns to him.

‘You have no reason to trust me, I'm a complete stranger. Then again, do I have cause to trust either of you?'

His voice is calm, gentle, as he gestures between Frymri and Davian. The implication that they could kill him as easily as he could kill them in their sleep.

'There are more of you than me, it would be unwise to cause unrest in your party while you graciously share a room with me. "Rowan looks out at the sky again." I'm just watching the stars. Making sure they're still there.'

He knows it's cryptic, but he doesn't want to give too much away just yet.

“He joins you and slips beside you carefully to make sure you still have space." 'Like I said, I'm just a traveller on the road. If your party will have me, I'll stay as long as I'm needed. As long as I'm wanted.

‘You can trust me, Davian.’

The talk a little longer before they fall asleep.

"Thanks for inviting me to play."

Stewart says after a while.

"I'm free almost all of the same time each week and I'll let you know in advance if I'm not. I'd love to come back if you'll have me?"

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You notice no changes in him. Despite the restful position he still does not ease. Your eyes don't linger long enough to see or appreciate much more.

Jay describes in relation to Stewart's perception roll.

'Frymri cannot willfully cause undue harm. For me you'll just have my word. Trust what you wish'

'Who died and put you in charge of the stars, spellcaster?' Davian will add as a final flippant comment. You can tell by the way he finally does shut his eyes when Rowan goes to bed he trusts him enough for tonight.

David stands as they all leave talking in a group. The one good thing about a consistent schedule is that other things can be discussed post game besides when to play next.

We would love to have you!

You are wanted and needed because that was some really interesting roleplay I want to see more of Rowan

I want to see more of Rowan and Davian together.

Yes!

It is an interesting dynamic to see play out. You know with Davian's whole thing with elves-

Spoilers! It's a backstory thing you'll understand more later on.

See you all next week.

Jay loops his arm with Nick's.

Now let's go home for that one on one session between Frymri and his patron.

He waves for Ross and Gill to follow as he pulls out his keys and heads to his flashy yellow car. He's not even safely out of earshot yet when he leans into Nick again to say.

I think it's David's whole thing for twinks in glasses which honestly makes the dynamic work more than anything in character, don't you think?

David stiffens slightly knowing probably everyone, including Stewart, heard that. He chuckles awkwardly and glances away from Stewart.

Sorry about them. I know it can be a bit much. You did good though, honestly would love to have you back for next session.

It's actually a breath of fresh air to have someone at the table who's not currently or in the past for all David knows with Jay.

You're clearly pretty experienced. Do you have any cool campaign stories? I've got time to kill before the bus gets here if you're sticking around.

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“Thanks, see you next week.”

He hears it. Loud and clear as crystal. He ponders for a moment because surely they’re not talking about him? Stewart watches the four of them leave then he turns to David, slightly puzzled.

“You’re not going with them?”

He can’t help but ask. He finds himself staying behind though. It’s not like he’s got much else happening this afternoon.

“Don’t be, it’s all lighthearted fun.”

He thinks for a moment.

“Well, I’ve played with another group for the longest time a few years ago. I got in to it because it was freeing to play a character and go on adventures and be someone interesting, not to mention being part of a team.”

He shrugs a little and leans back against the bus shelter.

“There was one campaign where one of the characters was cursed to speak in rhyme because he touched the cursed object. That went on for three sessions.”

He chuckles slightly. That was one of the better campaigns.

“How about you? Have you only played in this campaign or were there more?”

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David laughs at the story.

That must have been hard to improvise on the spot.

He agrees with the sentiment that playing somebody else for a time is fun and freeing. Feels more like you know what you're doing when the world is fictional than in the real one.

Only this campaign but it's a long running one. My first character was a premade sheet who died pretty early on. So this is my first real character. Even if I'm not the most creative with names.

David's first character was a basic human fighter he'd used just to see if he wanted to commit to learning the rules, with a preassigned name and everything. Nothing real lost as he didn't feel too connected to it. The death made a pretty cool arc and introduction for the new character.

Jay's played for years I joined when we started dating back in his uni days.

He shrugs.

But no I don't go with them. Different side of town, different sort of activity. I don't...with them.

He hopes Stewart catches on without it being awkward.

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“It was, fortunately it wasn’t my character though. If anything that would have been easier. One of was made mute for a while.”

He remembers it well. His character, in character, had cast vicious mockery on an enemy. The DM took it personally and punished Stewart by not allowing his character to speak.

“I think Davian suits your character.”

This time the double meaning was intended.

“You’re a great team, not just in game but as players too. It’s nice when you can gel in a campaign.”

Stewart nods.

“I see.”

He expresses cooly. So David wasn’t part of the group of boyfriends, but maybe that meant he was Jay’s. They banter very well together and they’re probably the closest after Nick. It would make sense, so why the twink comment? Stewart internally shakes his head. He’s hardly a twink. He’s just a guy.

“Well it’s good that you all get on still.”

Stewart smiles and brushes his hand through his hair and takes his glasses off to clean them. Who’d have known that his routine would’ve shaken up in such a positive way. Making new friends, and joining a long running campaign want on his bingo card. But he was happy it happened nonetheless.

He could offer David a lift, but would that be strange if they’d only just met? He supposes they could catch up in the group chat.

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David watches enraptured as Stewart fixes his appearance. The way his hands card through his hair. The slight change in his expression when he takes his glasses off, squint rivaling on a glare at the floor without them. It's charming.

Jay wasn't wrong about his thing for twinks in glasses. Smart short guys. Brown hair if he was being picky. Basically everything about Stewart physically and his personality had only made him more appealing.

Yeah. I haven't met all of Jay's paramours, but these are definitely some of the better ones.

It's easier to get along with this group then some of the other players they had. Seriously he swears Jay uses D&D as a litmus test to see if a fling has enough personality to be more long-term and more than just sex. Many a man has failed.

Stewart wouldn't.

The thought is not a fun one. He doesn't want Stewart to fall for someone else at the table and join the cule. Purely because it's good to play with someone new and not in a romantic relationship with the DM... And fine because he likes him too. A passing infatuation for a stranger didn't have to mean anything. Probably would go away by next session and he could be normal.

It's not a prerequisite to be with anyone at the table. You're welcome as you are.

The bus pulls up and David gets on, noticing Stewart hadn't makes his chest tighten. Had Stewart waited with him for the bus, just to wait with him.

He hops off and on impulse pulls Stewart is to a one armed side hug before getting back on the bus.

See you around, spellcaster.

It's a good thing he escaped. As his fingertips tingle slightly at the memory of how well Stewart fit against him. They fit together.

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The sound of there being more nearly knocks Stewart for six but he doesn’t comment on it. It’s not his place to. Even if David’s one of Jay’s partners it’s still not his place to comment. They’re all really nice as people, so far, and even though multiple partners isn’t for Stewart. He can respect it.

And if anything he can look, he can gaze and maybe yearn. Stupidly pathetic of him to do so, but it’s not causing any harm. Even if David is his type, taller, stronger…handsome and well groomed.

“No, no…”

Stewart chuckles.

“I didn’t think it was,it’s not my thing anyway, but fair play if that’s what others are in to; it’s just nice to get back in to the game.”

He looks at the bus pulls up and steps back for David to get on. The lat thing he was expecting was for David to get back off and quickly hug him.

“See you…”

Before the can finish his Sentence the bus door closes.

“David.”

He wonders why he didn’t notice David’s cologne when they were playing earlier. It suited him.

He walks along as the bus pulls away and turns to see if he can see David to wave, but he’s lost in a sea of people.

It really was busy today.

She he reaches his car, he gets in and the radio automatically turns on. ‘Crush,’ by Jennifer Paige starts to play and he groans as he puts his seatbelt on.

“That’s just takin’ the piss.”

He mutters as he drives home.

When he settles in for the evening he texts Jay privately, thanking him again.

Text New Message to Jay:

Thanks again for today. I’ve had time to think about Rowan. I was wondering how you feel about him being a runaway prince? His dad is utterly awful, and he ran away as a teen. He’s needed to learn magic as a princely duty as well simple self defence. This would explain why he’s learned with the type of magic he does. His name for the party is Rowan, but there’s a bounty for whoever finds the king’s son, Felix. Roman’s real name. Let me know what you think?

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To Stewart:

That does fit within this world! In fact the king who ransacked Davian's village is an elf. You will be his son! :D Oh the drama! Would this be a secret to the players as well as the party?...

Jay is kicking his feet as he plans out the whole secret character thing over text. Nick leans over from where he's laying beside him, both naked, on the large bed. He smiles relaxed.

What is it?

Planning for the next session. And how to get Davian and Stewart together. Cant you imagine it?

He is David's type.

From what we can tell. I need to gather more information and disperse information... Subtly hmmm with Davian there.

I know you can do it babe. Especially when they would be so hot together.

Almost as hot as you right here... Frymri. Don't be jealous, I'm not giving them all my attention.

Nick moaned as Jay turned over and pressed towards him.

David spent way too long trying to decide if he should text Stewart outside of the group chat just to ultimately not do it.

All he did was text his name in the group along with the others so Stewart could add them as contacts. Why is he so tempted to go a step further, he's only met the man just today, but it feels like he's known him for lifetimes.

This is weird.

That night he dreams about the campaign, which usually happens after a longer session being in character so long. But his dream isn't about the fight they had before entering the town festival, or the puzzle, it starts in the Inn.

Rowan, who in his dream looks like a tall slender elven version of Stewart, lies in bed beside him. He can't look away. Nothing happens. He doesn't know enough. So nothing happens. This night at least.

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Text to Jay:

Okay, that works for me, because Rowan wouldn’t have known that so the reveal will be a shock to them both. I think it’s also a secret to the party and the payers too.Something that David said as Davian intrigued me, “who died and made you in charge of the stars?” I might go all out with the tragic backstory and eventually reveal it was his mum who told him to keep watching the stars before she died. Unless it’s too sad, just let me know.

Stewart looks down when another message pops up, it’s David, giving his name to his number.

Stewart adds it quicker than he would have liked. He looks at it and debates texting. He doesn’t want to give off the wrong impression. And maybe David didn’t want an open relationship. He seems quite comfortable with Jay. But he did hug him. Then again, it was just a hug. A friendly gesture. He really needs to stop reading in to this.

He bites the bullet and sends a text to David.

Text New Message David:

Hey, it’s Stewart. 🙂

He debates leaving the emoji in or not, not wanting to come across as sarcastic.

He resides to opening a few emails and working through them in to the night before dragging himself upstairs to bed. He grabs a book and reads a little before turning over and wrapping the duvet around him.

His sleep is a dreamless one. But it’s threat he’s slept in a while.

The next few days are uneventful. If he’s honest he can’t wait to go back to the game store. He can’t wait to play d&d again. He can’t wait to see David. He decides to buy a new notebook just so he can get the gist of everything, and a new pen while he’s at it. He doesn’t opt for new dice. He can always use the ones that were bought for him from his last campaign. No point buying new ones.

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Steph sees John struggling to carry a heavy box, she runs over and takes it from him struggling only slightly less.

Is this the new chessex dice shipment?

She carries the box over to the shelf and cracks it open revealing all the new colors and designs of the dice sets and bulk dice bags.

Shiny sparkly plastic!

It's perfect timing for the dice to arrive in the middle of a D&D day pulling most people's attention away from their tables and to the cool new dice.

She holds up a set of dice towards her coworker.

This one gives John energy. It looks like you. Don't you think?

Over at Jay's table an interaction ensues.

Gill tell me I don't need another dice set or I will run over there.

Do you want another dice set?

Yes! But I don't want to just feed this addiction. Be my voice of reason please.

Ross gave him cute eyes.

You don't need another dice set you already have every color and most combinations and your 3rd dice bag is full. You have more dice than you could ever use.

David didn't understand the appeal of collecting multiple dice sets. You only truly needed one. Maybe more d6 for stealth damage but rerolling was always a thing.

He had a single set of dice. They were a mix of 2 shades of blue in the main color and deep green lettering.

But his focus wasn't on the dice right now, and instead on the fact that Stewart wasn't here yet. He knew the time, he knew the place, where was he.

A pang of worry went through him that Stewart wasn't going to be there. He'd only agreed out of nicities but ultimately didn't want to continue playing with them with him.

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“Yep!”

John grunts as he carries it through the building.

“Fresh off of the truck. Oh god, that’s better, thank you Stephanie.”

He shakes his arms out and goes over to look at the packing label.

“New math rocks! We’ve got some good ones in. These are particularly pretty.”

He looks at a set that reminds him of her. Bold, with a flash of iridescence flowing through it, but not too much that it distracts from the numbers.

He looks at the dice that were chosen for him.

“I like them!”

Stewart made sure he got into town early. He had his satchel bag with him that had his notebook and pens, as well as his glasses case and cleaner if he needed it. He didn’t want to be late for his first session, his first real session with the group.

He decided he’d get a coffee and head over to the store, he was sure the woman, Stephanie? Wouldn’t mind him sitting out of the way while he waited.

He paid for his coffee and turned to leave, he could hear the dice clicking against the plastic case they were in. He was about to send a text to the group saying he’s on his way when he’s stopped. He quit outs his phone in his pocket. He walked out of the cafe and turned to head to the game store when he heard him before he saw him.

“Long time no see.”

Stewart froze, just for a moment, then turned to face the voice., dice clacking away as he did.

“Greg.”

He greeted.

“Yeah, it as been a long time.”

And he would rather keep it that way.

“Don’t be like that. I would have offered you a coffee but seems you’re sorted.”

“Yeah, well, sorry about that.. I have to go, have a nice day.”

He went to turn again when Greg placed a hand on his arm.

“Wait a minute, I know that sound anywhere.”

On the outside Stewart looked calm. His heart however was pounding he thought the whole street might hear it.

“Is that set of dice in your pocket or are you just excited to see me?”

Start pulled a face, glancing down at the hand on his arm.

“Dice.”

Greg laughed.

“You’re playing again with who? Where? I want to know every last detail. Are they as good as I was?”

Stewart’s lips press in to a thin line.

“It’s a new group, I’d rather not say where. It’s my second time with them so still getting to know them.”

Short, sweet and to the point. That’s all that was needed, now all he needed was for Greg to let go.

“Oh you’re so tetchy. Look there’s no point going, they’re only going to get annoyed with you in the end. Your backstories are boring and tragic, they’ll get bored of it. Why not sack it off and come out with me for the night?”

Stewart calmly moved his arm, but Greg wasn’t budging.

“For old times sale.”

He almost pouts, but instead he grins.

“Come on, I know you like the chase, but this cat has claws my little mouse. And you know I always win.”

“I don’t want to be late.”

“Ugh fine if you insist…oops. How clumsy of me. Really, I should be more careful.”

It’s fortunate the coffee wasn’t brewed at boiling. The arm that Greg was holding, was the arm that had the hand that was holding the coffee. By forcefully letting go, Greg purposefully jolted Stewart’s arm up, causing coffee to go all over his nice clean shirt.

I’ve also lucky that from the time they’d been talking, the coffee had gotten colder.

“Have fun!”

Greg smiles and walks off, leaving Stewart in a state.

“Fuck!”

He checks his watch, he’s going to be late, but he can’t turn up covered in coffee stains. He doesn’t bother to send the text, instead he opts to run to his car. He picks up a jacket and puts it on and does the zip up.

Would it look stupid, yes. Would it cover the the stain? Also yes. It was the best he could do.

By the time he gets to the store he’s a little frazzled. He spots the group and sheepishly goes over.

“Sorry I’m late, I was going to text. But something cropped up. It won’t happen again.”

He pulls out the thankfully dry notebook and his set of dice.

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David tries to make his relief not as obvious, keeps his smile at a simple warm and friendly and his sigh inaudible. The passing fancy had not faded. It wasn't constant or overbearing, but every reminder across the week about the upcoming campaign session and this extra excitement bubbling under the surface. As the old adage rings true absence makes the heart grow fonder.

I- we were worried you didn't want to keep playing after all. Glad you could make it.

He pulls out Stewart's chair for him as the settle into the same spots as last week.

Ooo you have your own dice. Are they new? Did you get them for the campaign?

Mixmatch set. We've all been there where you just grab whatever's on hand when the bag is all mixed up.

Gill playfully nudges Ross's arm. The 4 different dice sets in a small pile between them make it unclear which dice belong to whom.

As Stewart explains his dice are different colors on purpose Nick half jokes.

80's set?! You're older than we'd first assumed

Glancing over at Jay as Stewart clarifies he's around there age, because he was able to subtly get more vital compatibility information.

David leans in to look at the dice like the rest of them. Catching a whiff of coffee as he does so and realizing it's come from Stewart. He was to work not to subconsciously drift closer to the comforting and nice aroma. It suits him.

Your D4 is interesting. Never seen one like it.

He comments, for want of something to add to the conversation, the die in question having the numbers clustered in the center instead of at the tips. It's there he sees the notebook.

Finally we'll have a solid note taker. So many details get forgotten because nobody writes shit down during play.

It's not my fault I'm so distracting.

Jay brags.

Speaking of distractions let's get to the game. Davian, finish up checking out what Stewart is packing on your own time.

Oh David knew that wording was intentional. The tips of his ears blushed red hot.

That reminds me...

Ross catches on immediately.

Stewart hasn't rolled for Rowan's dick size!

He blurts out. A contented laugh comes from Jay.

You don't have to, it's simply all for good fun, and bragging rights.

And you can't just use your on measurements because of character size difference.

That got everyone to laugh at an unspoken inside joke. Clearly a table story from before Stewart was here had caused that rule. Even David found it funny.

He caught his breath and explained still though a small laugh here or there.

It's my fault we had to make that clarification. I didn't consider Davian was only like 143 centimeters tall.

It would have been a sixth of his height!

Only after the second part is said does he realize, Stewart could easily do the math. Jay smirks knowing he didn't even have to fully give away that one. He remembers to reward Nick accordingly for creating the opportunity.

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Stewart nods. He didn’t mean to be late. In fact it’s one of his worst nightmares. Unless there’s a legitimate reason to be late. And the incident that happened earlier wasn’t. It was just unfortunate timing. The last thing he wants to do is find a new coffee shop.

“I really wanted to be here early. I’m not usually tardy.”

He chuckles despite himself, despite what happened. He’s here now. He can focus on the game. (When he’s not focusing on David.)

“Yeah, it’s just to help me remember everything, but I don’t mind taking the notes if you like?”

He smiles at David as he sits and looks over.

“Oh, they’re not new, they were gifted to me a while ago. Well, I was told they were supposed to be 80’s…”

He laughs a little.

“I’m not that old!”

He confirms his age and turns to David.

“Yeah they are a little odd. Yours are really nice though.”

He points at David’s dice. He turns his head to Jay as David does and hopes that he’s not blushing too much. He also hopes the coffee isn’t too strong, and drying off with minimal mess.

He looks between everyone. There’s a joke there he’s missed out on, until it’s explained very clearly. He doesn’t mention he hasn’t measured himself. He’s never had the need.

He works out how tall Davian is, then, at Jays next admittance, he works out the next bit. He tries not to pull an impressed face. He finally looks back at David.

“It’s easily done.”

He tries his best not to be awkward. He wants to make a quip about how that might work out for Davian, but he doesn’t know them that well yet.

“Well, what’s the harm in knowing?”

He rolls a D20 and thankfully it’s a decent enough number, providing it was in centimetres and not inches, that could kill a man.

“18cm.”

He laughs.

“Hey, it’s not all about size. And that’s above average.”

He chuckles and looks over at Ross and Gill.

“Well, I can’t compare it to real life, because I’ve never considered measuring.”

He answers with a friendly shrug.

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David's eyes widen at the impressive roll and he lets out a low whistle. There are many ways to roll 1d6+1, 2d6, etc. But a D20 for centimeters was pretty ballsy. You wouldn't think a man like Stewart would take that risk or even play along with their antics like this but he did.

Well look at Rowan.

Not bad.

How's it measure up to real life?

Gill asks and when Stewart says he doesn't know Ross offers.

We could check for you!

What are friends for

Jay adds clearly less serious in his offer then Ross had been.

Come on guys he's known of for two days. Lay off.

I got to measure yours in half that time Davian.

He winks.

Only because you begged for it. Don't make me sound easy.

You say that like it's a bad thing.

Babe, what about the game?

No I'm actually fine if we talk about this.

Yeah!

Lets be respectful of our new player. I'll tell you all the sordid details in due time. Now where were we hmmm?

The inn

Ah yes, Davian and Rowan sleeping together while Frymri watches. You're all awoken by a loud explosion and commotion outside your window.

I grab my sword!

Wake up Rowan!

Run!

Check the window!

Perception for Elbain, Athletics for Hemlock.

They roll.

It was a confetti cannon the festival is underway! You see people dancing and shouting and you smell amazing street food and there's no sign of a dragon yet.

Jay turns his focus to David and Stewart.

How does Rowan react to being rudely woken up in a panic?

I wasn't ru-

Roleplay it.

David slips into his character voice.

'Rowan. Hey, spellcaster, wake up! Did you hear that?'

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“Thanks for the offer guys, but I’m good.”

Stewart chuckles and gives David a thankful glance. When they get in to the game Stewart listens intently. He likes that it’s started with action. It leads itself naturally to the storytelling. He was also impressed by Jay as a DM.

It’s an interesting dynamic. The other two are in the room while the three of them are in the other. Of course, Roan doesn’t know it’s just tune festival starting. He finds it interesting that Davian has decided to wake Rowan, he’s also interested to see how this will pan out.

He gets in to character and feigns being asleep. He wakes with a start, panicked, wide eyed and looking at Davian.

“Rowan is in a deep sleep. There’s a moment where Davian can see that Rowan doesn’t recognise him as he comes to consciousness, it’s a split second, he looks around the room and back to Davian.”

In character, Stewart jumps a little.

‘What is it?! What’s happening?’ “Rowan quickly gets out of the bed and grabs his things. He looks over to see Frymri has his sword ready, and looks between the two of them. He keeps his guard up.”

After making a perception check, Rowan calms.

“Rowan follows Davian and Frymri to go and find the others.”

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We don't know it could be the dragon. Davian is going to whisper.

The three of you meet up with Elbain and Hemlock who appear far less on edge.

Frymri, why've you got your sword all at the ready and stuff?

We heard what sounded like the dragon outside.

Psssh

It's not the dragon that was a confetti cannon for the festival.

A wave of calm goes over the party as you make your way to the dining area for the breakfast part of bed and breakfast. There aren't many options available as the room is already full of patrons dressed in festival attire. Face paint and fabrics of red, orange, yellow, and gold. Children run around with paper suns on sticks and streamers.

Awwwww

You went all out with the planning on this

Don't act like you didn't peak at my DM plans, Nicholas. I had to rewrite parts just to keep you out of the loop.

Nick looks sheepish.

The party has their breakfast. Elbain using some charisma (re: flirting) on some NPCs to get the party a spot at their table and snack off their plates when the food wasn't enough for them all.

Stepping outside the see the festivities Jay rolls something and then says.

None of you notice the large group of people barreling towards you running after a passing parade. Dexterity saves to not be knocked to the ground.

That's a 17 after mods.

Dirty 20.

13?

15 for me.

Stewart rolls even lower than Gill. Jay gives a sympathetic expression.

You all pass, except for Rowan. As he's swept up in the crowd for some feet before crashing to the ground. Roll to stand up before you take any damage from people walking over you.

Kick a man whole he's down.

Ouch.

Another failed roll.

You take... 3 points of damage from the fall and people trampling you.

Not a warm welcome.

Both to the game and to the festival.

Davian is closest to the ground, he's going to try and weave between the crowd to reach Rowan.

Roll.

You make it to where Rowan is, standing your ground enough to block the onslaught of chaotic festival goers from where he is.

I'm going to offer him my hand to stand, that'll be the help action on his next attempt to get up.

Roll with advantage Stewart

Barely he scrapes by.

Heavier than he looks. I'm going to pull him out of the crowd.

David jokes out of character, in character he says.

'Eyes on your surroundings not just the stars. You alright?'

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Stewart is happily taking notes. He joins in when appropriate and listens to everyone interacting. He makes notes of reworks. The Inn, the festival. Even right down to the last random detail. Who knows when it would come in handy.

He rolls and doesn’t make it.

“I got an 8?”

Stewart tells himself it’s not the dice. It was just bad luck that they always seemed to roll low. Especially the D20. There’s no point in getting another set. It’s just bad luck. It’s not like Greg would purposefully get him non useable dice?

It has to be a fluke.

His character goes crashing to the ground. He writes down the three points of trampling damage taken. This is where things proved that they were different to his last campaign he was in.

Instead of being left to suffer and work it out for himself, to try and fight his way out of it while the rest of the party looked after themselves, or at least each other; this party didn’t. Inside and outside of the game.

“Rowan, is taken by surprise. He struggles to get up in the stampede.”

He glances at David who’s offered to help. For logical reasons he assumes. He looks back at Jay and rolls. The first roll is a 3, he starts to worry. The second roll is a 14, it just makes it.

‘Yes, I’m alright. No harm done, I’m not usually used to large crowds, or festivals. Are they always like this?’ “Rowan brushes his word down and wipes the dust off of him.”

It’s what Rowan would do. Stewart thinks to himself, pretend he’s fine. Though Stewart does make note of the fact that wizards generally have a lower AC.

‘Thanks for helping me, Davian.’

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'A bit less rowdy this early in the mornin, unless the peasants are wasted already.'

'You say that like we're not all peasants too'

'Were not. We're all adventurers'

Jay casts his eyes towards Stewart knowingly but looks away.

Now back with the party Davian is going to... Damn I guess I can't realistically pat him on the back with the height difference.

You can slap his ass.

He's going to not do that, and just say 'Good news everyone he's still got all his fingers intact, and this is Rowan's first festival'

'Your first festival? Where have you been living under a rock'

'Hey! I lived under a rock and went to plenty of festivals'

A laugh comes over the table and distracts them from pressing the line of questioning any further.

What's there to do at this solar festival?

Nick asks his fone hinting at one thing in particular.

You notice the crowds all going towards a stage where people are showing their feats of skill. Bards display new songs. Casters do showy magic. Stronger individuals lift things, all to hope the sun god returns after the winter.

We already know what we're all good at.

There are also games at the festival. And treats sold by vendors. And stalls with solar themed ornaments trinkets and attire and things for sale.

Games?

There's also a tent with a clear purpose.

Sex. Sex, to appease the solar god, is the clear purpose.

'Well it's Rowan's first festival. He should have a say in what we do'

Agreed.

I like that paln

Fair

Upon request to know more about the games Jay has Stewart roll for insight to see if he can tell just from looking what the activities are about. Again he rolls low.

That makes sense given he probably doesn't know.

Still shit luck

You notice people dunking their faces into ice cold barrels full of fruit. You see a lineup where people shoot arrows or magical projectiles at distant sun shaped targets. You see an open field with people dancing to music and freezing when it stops playing. None of these make any sense to you, but you can still go to whatever looks fun.

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Stewart, as Rowan nods.

‘Thanks to Davian.’

He points out.

‘I don’t usually stick around long enough to stay for the festivals.’

Stewart takes notes of the layout of the festival and all of the different areas and activities. He wonders if the other characters will head off to ‘appease the sun god.’ But they still seem to stick together.

“What type of games are there?”

At the request, he rolls.

“9?”

He writes them down and looks between them. He has to remember he’s Rowan, not himself, but he doesn’t want to hog the activities, that wouldn’t be fair on everyone.

“Rowan is interested in the targets.” ‘We could try a game or two? But if there’s anything anyone wants to do I’ll happily tag along.’ “He quickly adds…” ‘I can watch our things for the…appeasement tent. Wait outside, keep a lookout?’

He hopes he’s not being too prudish. He honestly doesn’t mind what they get up to in game, they’re all very comfortable. And it will be amusing, not in a voyeristic way, just, just because this type of role play, it’s all so new to him.

That and it’s only been two days. Would it be weird for a stranger, bother player and character, to want to rush in so quickly?

They opt to do a game or two first. And it’s no harm for someone to keep a look out while the others are getting close.

Stewart pays to take part in the game, as Rowan, and rolls to see if he can magically hit a target.

Well in one way, it’s good, in others it’s a tad annoying. He rolls a 16, not awful, but he could have done with that earlier. No matter it was still fun. He doesn’t have the highest score but he’s managed to hit a few targets.

When he’s done he happily lets the others complete what they want to do.

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Davian watches Rowan shoot his magic at the target, not a bullseye but nearly. Far better than the ranged attacks of the fellow party and only just shy of the random town persons who won. Davian knew it was foolish to participate he was more skilled in close range. But he got enough enjoyment seeing his party compete and seeing the new spell aster show off his skill again. Seems the clumsy man truly did have a knack for magic.

They approach the pleasure tents of appeasement. Hemlock and Elbain running in like they hadn't just had sex with one another that night not 12 hours ago. Frymri takes a moment to call upon his patron to appear before pulling him inside.

I want you to see what I'd do if you let me see your physical form.

You're gonna cuck a demon?!

Your patron whispers in your mind 'Cause no undue harm little one'

What if they ask for it?

Jay chuckles.

'Well...'

Davian is going to stay with Rowan. 'Pretty smart to try and use this opportunity to run off with our loot, but I won't let you'

He explains.

'Sure you could've taken it while we slept, but that would only be mine and Frymri 's things. You're patient I'll give you that'

The rebuttal catches David off guard this time. Why would he have helped him, or woken him up if Davian still wasn't going to trust the new guy?

'I'm no monster. Even if you're a elf you're part of our group and we protect our own. Like how I'm protecting them by keeping eye on you right now'

Davian crosses his arms. David does the same to help with the visualization of how he looks I'm the others imagination.

'Besides too dark and anonymous in there. Hate to get that intimate without truly knowing the other person'

Davian spilling his secrets to the man he just admitted to not trusting?

Crap! He was getting his own bias towards Stewart mixed with Davian's bias against Rowan. A mess of characterization.

He's just admitting he doesn't trust easy is all. Okay and then hes going to respond. 'You're surprised I saved you. I'm surprised you haven't tried to kill me in this moment'

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John finishes the stocktake and files the invoices. He looks up as Stephanie starts to organise the sets of dice ready for display. He then looks out at the players, at Jay’s table.

“Hey, Stephanie, who’s the new guy sat next to David? Another of Jay’s?”

He writes aimlessly as she explains.

“Yeah he doesn’t seem like Jay’s usual type.”

He glances over at David.

“Seems to be a natural.”

At the table Stewart watches in amusement as the three others, and Jay as the patron go in to the tent. He falls back in to character and looks at David.

‘Davian, if you don’t trust me, why wake me up when there was a possibility of danger? Better yet, you did not have to come for me when I got lost in the crowd. Though, I’m grateful, thankful. You could have left me to the windfall.’

Stewart as Rowan smiles a little. He takes out a pipe, debating whether to smoke it or not.

‘Even if I’m an elf? Well colour me flattered, dear dwarf. I commend your protective nature. I’m sure your team appreciates it too.’

Stewart tilts his head as he thinks his character would.

‘What need have I to kill you? Unless in self defence? Even then, I have no need to kill you in order to escape.’

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That's Stewart. Came in last week and helped them with a puzzle now he's joined the campaign. Don't think he's dating any of them yet, but a safe bet to say he may get involved with someone at the table.

She says knowingly, and John catches on which makes her smile at the dice.

I hope they don't scare him off, we need more customers. Not sure how experienced he is.

In both the game and in romance.

At the table in question David, and in turn Davian raise an eyebrow at what's being said. He knows there are spells like sleep and charm person and command which could be used to stop an attacker without killing them. But why back down from the threat.

'Only in death will I ever stop in my convictions' and he's going to step closer to the party's stuff.

That also puts you closer to Rowan.

That's fine.

He leans in towards Stewart the subtlest amount.

'Be prepared to go all the way, spellcaster. I've seen your magic but you know nothing what I'm capable of'

Guys if you really want to go all the way that's for inside the tent not outside of it.

Ross, Gill, Nick and Jay laugh. David sighs and looks at Stewart.

You know what I mean.

As long as Stewart knows he meant all the way with killing eachother that's all that mattered.

'Lets hope it doesn't come down to that. I also have no need to harm you yet'

Do you both want to do anything else while you wait.

Make out.

Hate sex.

Gill and Nick suggest.

We could try the festival freeze dance. It's be a good way for them to keep an eye on each other.

As you carry the groups stuff-

Davian is carrying it all except for Rowan things.

Not very gentlemanly of you.

It's respect for his personal property.

As you carry the groups stuff another crowd of people comes running towards you. The bandz the dancers, more festival goers.

Where are they all going?

Roll Dexterity saves.

16.

Stewart somehow rolls even lower this time. And also fails to get up again.

Wow Rowan really isn't good with crowds.

Do we hear any commotion?

At his roll it's decided that no they don't. Over the sounds of the tent. They don't even feel the heat of dragons breath from the heat of bodies.

Wait dragons breath?!

Jay nods with a smirk.

Davian you look up to see the dragon. That's what the crowd is running away from. Do you attack?

I find Rowan again. It's a 12?...

It takes you a bit of time. You've lost your extra surprise turn on the dragon but you do find him.

'Tell me again about your skills of escape'

He teases. Helping Rowan up. They both roll terribly to try and go upstream through the screaming crowds to alert the party in the tent.

Out of character he looks to Stewart.

Do you have like message or sending or something?

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Stewart doesn’t lean away when David leans closer. He just hopes the coffee smell isn’t too strong.

‘And I have no desire, nor need to harm you.’ “Rowan does however hold his bag a little closer to himself as the day gets busier.”

He raises an eyebrow in character.

‘You make a good point, Davian. You’ve asked me to show you what I can do. You’ve yet to return the favour.’

The Scotsman holds in a laugh and nods to show he knows what David actually meant. He likes this table, the people and players. The jokes aren’t an ouch down, or at anyone’s expense, unless it’s an in joke, but everyone was laughing.Nothing was truly targeted at an individual. He does pull a slight face though, not of disgust just confusion.

“I’ve never understood the appeal of hate sex. How can you have sex with someone you hate?”

It’s rhetorical for the most part, but he thinks there’s a grey area there somewhere. Especially with consent. It’s just something he’s never got his head around.

“Rowan follows, holding his bag close as he moves through the crowd with Davian.”

There’s another rush of people and this time it’s a frenzy.

“Shit, that’s a 5?”

He gets swept up by the crowd again, Stewart is making notes while Jay is explaining and the others react. He huffs in character.

‘Getting away from a group of mercenaries is a bit different to tens of hundreds of people in a mad frenzy.’ “He does accept the help though.” ‘I owe you twice now.’

Stewart looks through his list and fortunately has the ‘message’ cantrip.

“Yes. I have message.”

It doesn’t take him long to work out what David wants him to do.

He sends the message out to the others, warning them of the dragon.

‘Get out of the tent, danger is approaching, there’s a dragon!’

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David will definitely ask in character later about the mercenaries comment. Later when they aren't trying to regroup to get some attacks in on the dragon.

You all hear the message. Frymri your patron even hears it too from inside your head he chuckles 'Mmmm sounds like your other Daddy is here'

Jay leans forward on steepled hands giving Nicholas bedroom eyes. Nick gazes back with some in character fury to hide other heat.

'You know I don't consider him that.' Frymri says in his head aloud he goes 'Everyone evacuate the dragon is attacking'

'I never heard of this roleplay'

'Hemlock didn't you hear Rowan, Frymri is talking about the real dragon'

We left all our armor outside!

Ross bemoans.

Yeah great timing for a fight Jay.

The Dungeon Master merely shrugged. This was clearly on purpose.

We all run out of the tent. I go first to spot the dragon 'Hemlock Elbain ensure everyone makes it out'

Davian, Rowan and Frymri all have eyes on the dragon. He's in the air and hasn't spotted any of you. Roll for initiative everyone. Hemlock and Elbain will come in next turn once the tent is evacuated.

We still need to meet up and get our gear.

Quite the lovely predicament.

...9

8+2 so that's a 10

Well lucky me the dragon goes first! He's going to sense Frymri first.

Of course he is.

Taking all his movement to hover above you, but too far away to attack. I'm saving the breath weapon.

That means he's going to see Davian and Rowan only if we keep running to them.

But we need our stuff.

With my passive perception do I spot Davian and Rowan.

Yes I suppose from this place to would.

Run towards them. Shout for them to stop!

Is there anywhere nearby that's not burnt. Somewhere someone could take cover?

Rolls.

You don't see anything which isn't clearly flammable or already crowded.

Shit!

He looks to Stewart.

How much health does Rowan have?

Not good.

Even if you succeeded against the breath attack half damage would put him into rolling death saves. Rowan can't fight this.

I have healing!

He's one of the only 2 of the group with a weapon right now. We saw him do this targets he can attack long range.

And get the dragons full attention!

Rather on him than our naked asses!

The dragon is going to loom overhead, an eye of a the hurricane where is doesn't attack for a while simply watches.

Fuck it I'm getting my armor and sword. But stealthily.

Roll with disadvantage. Once it's your turn.

Right.

What does Rowan want to do, Stewart?

'If you survive this, best believe I won't forget that mercenaries comment'

He prods in character.

And if you want to hang around after this we can explain hate sex!

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It’s a high stakes situation. Everyone needing to think on their feet or at least plan ahead. It was exciting. Stewart especially liked it because the roleplaying aspect was there even while in battle and planning.

He sighs heavily.

“That would be a 5.”

So he’s last in the initiative with Hemlock going first, after the dragon of course. He was behind David.

“Rowan turns to you and nods.” ‘Noted.’ “He only has 15 health now. Wizards, eh?”

He shrugs a little, but hopes this character doesn’t die in the first real session. If he makes it, he’ll have to buy some optionally healing and equip a healing spell for next time.

He looks up as Jay mentions what the dragon is doing. He rolls for it to attack the pleasure tent just as Elbain and Hemlock make it out.

Hemlock uses his bonus action to get to his armour and his action to cast a spell at the dragon. He rolls, it hits, he then rolls for damage. All in all a success.

Frymri is next, he communes with his patron and Stewart watches, slightly in awe as he sees the character come out fully and rise up against his father.

Next is Elbain, while he’s explaining what’s happening Stewart looks through his list of spells and makes notes furiously. It’s no good planning too far ahead.

Next is David, well, Davian, and if Stewart thought he was in awe before he really is now, he’s not seen the character fight, or use his true skills. David successfully hits, and manages to take a fair chunk out of the dragons hp.

Stewart is next.

“Rowan is going to cast Misty Step as a bonus action, and for his action he’s going to cast Wall of Water around the dragon. This means fire damage is halved.”

The dragon goes again. Followed by the team in order. When the flames are directed towards Davian, Stewart, as Rowan, panics.

“Can Rowan use a spell as a bonus action?”

He nods.

“Yeah, I was wondering if I could cast Control Flames to direct them away from Davian and the party?”

He rolls, keeping his fingers crossed.

“17+3…forty 20?”

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I do love a dirty 20

Jay said but the rest of the players he was dating laughed for a different reason.

Davian and the party!?

We see how it is.

It's like our terrible boy and name.

Finally someone here appreciates me- my character's value.

You succeed in diverting the flames away. As you all see the massive cone of flame approaching and then suddenly veering off at an angle, moving around you and other flammable objects in its way.

The fight continues for a couple more rounds. Hit given hits taken. But just as Jay announces.

The dragon is bloodied.

Signifying it's at half health or less, a few more turns go, and then on its turn the dragon flies away from the fight.

Everyone in range gets an attack of opportunity.

So the party rolls. Hemlock hits it with another crossbow bolt, Elbain inst in direct range, Frymri gets a hit in. Davian does too, and Stewart.

Oh damn!

You meet you beat.

Just on the AC!

Close one.

When the smoke has cleared, both literally and figuratively from the fight, NPCs come out from the woodwork cheering and celebrating the party for scaring off the dragon become he caused more damage.

People who at first looks warily at Frymri after lots of dragon fear circulated lately now readily accept him. Merchants find whatever wares they can salvage and offer them to the group. Naked tent goers practically throwing themselves at them.

That's a little far.

It's realistic! Everyone loves a man who can protect them.

Jay looks to Stewart his expression trying to glad an agreement from him. Backup on this.

Yeah well Rowan protected our asses the best with that control flames move.

Who needs cure wounds first?

Oh Frymri is pretty low, but he's probably occupied at the moment.

I've got a little over half health.

I wouldn't mind a curing session from Hemlock.

Psssh. It's cure wounds not lay on hands. Cool your jets.

What way did the dragon go?

You notice he's flying even more north.

'Coward!'

While that's happening, David pauses to do some math. Rowan was on 15, and he'd taken a hit in battle...

Rowan probably needs it the most, I'm surprised you weren't downed.

Okay, Hemlock is going to run over to Rowan first.

'Rowan, since you helped us in battle I would like to offer some healing. Unless you can do it yourself I know you have magic too and Im not trying to say mine is better but as a gesture of friendship. Can I heal you?'

He rolls.

D8.... Plus.... That's 10 more hp.

Then in character he goes

'Us magic users have to watch out for eachother'

'I think spellcaster has a better ring to it than magic user'

Probably better you did the heal Ross, we know Stewart's dice luck was not it this game.

Good use of the bad rolls as a character moment though.

Like that one session where Frymri couldn't do slightly of hand at all so we said his claws were too big.

Or all of Davian's terrible deception rolls!

Such a terrible liar.

It's only because the tattoo gives him away so he can't pretend to be someone else.

So now its canon Rowan does bad in crowds.

Guess we'll have to keep an eye on him.

The boyfriend's share a look.

Yeah Davian can protect him.

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‘Wait I didn’t mean…it’s not…well it was aimed at Davian…’

Half Stewart, half Rowan answers with a chuckle as they keep playing. And honestly, that would be a good band name.

Stewart takes a few more hits, he keeps it to himself trust he’s almost down for the count. He’d be lying if he didn’t find the drama entertaining, he wondered how they’d react to Rowan going down.

He breathes a sigh of relief when the dragon starts to back away, he looks through his haphazardly thrown together inventory to see if he has anything for healing. He must remember to do that for the next session.

“Rowan’s on 3 hp…”

He looks over at Ross.

“Thanks.” ‘Yes I agree, it’s best to look out for each other.’

He adds it up.

“That brings Rowan up to health. He’ll need it, he’s very weak.”

He chuckles and writes it down, as well as writing down where the dragon is heading off to. He looks between everyone. The stories and how they incorporate the fails and wins in to their characters was a nice touch.

“Yeah, sorry the rolls weren’t great. But I agree, I think it does make for good character building.”

He glances at Jay.

“So, the dragon is going north? What’s up north?”

Stewart chuckles and raises an eyebrow.

“Well only if Davian want to protect the newcomer. I’ll go with the flow David.”

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Davian will consider it. Especially given how much Rowan needs it.

Up north there is a town some refer to as the northern extension of the main city where the castle resides. It holds the largest elf population outside of the main kingdom's surrounding area. They aren't due for a festival anytime soon, but past that town is the dragons keep.

How far is it?

A weeks journey between towns and another 2 weeks from there to the keep.

Well lock in for some travel sessions.

Any last supplies we need knowing the journey ahead?

They discuss plans and strategy and routes, while David feels himself glancing over at Stewart unconsciously. Combat took most of his focus, but now he just likes watching Stewart interact in character even if it's not with him. He's good.

What's Davian doing?

Oh he's giving a nod or sound of affirmation here and there but he's not the most excited for the impending trip.

Very on brand.

Maybe Rowan will teach him to get over his bias.

Rowan can have his own thing too.

Back into the campaign they start talking to the locals, getting travel advice from merchants, and David takes a moment to step away from the table to use the toilet. The moment he's gone the game ceases, not that they necessarily had to, but...

We'd love to learn more about you Stewart. Your interests...

He says with a hinting sort of tone.

Have any pets?

Ross chimes in, not in on the true angle here.

Any people in your life?

Nick diverts as a save, clearly meaning romantic. As in a partner or partners.

Feel free to tell us as much as you like.

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Stewart writes what’s in the north and circles that there’s a dragon’s keep. He joins in here and there, glancing between characters, lingering on David, hoping he’s not being noticed.

Stewart, as Rowan plays it off cooly. The hinting of the bias towards elves was there but he didn’t want to just outright ask. Half for the plot, half to make sure he knows where Rowan stands in the new dynamic.

He makes a note of learning more about Hemlock and Elbain, he knows a little about Frymri and Davian, but that’s due to context clues in the dialogue. He doesn’t want to seem to favour one over the others.

He glances over as David gets up to leave and look back at his notes. He’s expecting the game to continue but Jay pauses it.

Well that’s innocent enough, maybe he doesn’t want to explain things twice when David gets back. He finishes up his notes and notices the question is now directed at him,not Rowan.

“Oh, um, well, I love reading. Admittedly I’m a bit of a coffee snob, it’s not that deep though. I play the piano. Sometimes I teach private lessons to uni students.”

He looks over at Ross and chuckles a little.

“I haven’t had any pets for years, not since I was a kid. I had a goldfish, but I really wanted a dog or a cat.”

He shrugs a little. He did love that goldfish though. Managed to have a decent size tank and decorated with all of the ornaments he could think of. He would have even been happy with a guinea pig or a rabbit, even a hamster rat or mouse, not a wild rate though.

He used to get books on pets from the library and read all about what they needed and how they would interact with people.

But his mum was allergic to most animal dander so it was a no. He did love that goldfish though.

He looks back at Nick.

“No, not really, I live on my own. Haven’t been in a relationship for a long time either. I put it down to business.”

He shrugs a little, smiling. Then it clicks. They waited for David to go, he was honestly flattered, but this wasn’t really his thing, not with multiple people. He wouldn’t even know where to begin.

“I’m not really looking at the moment though.”

He hopes he doesn’t come across as too rude. In an ideal world he’d date David. But David was clearly off limits.

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Jay sits back with a very dramatic pout.

That is a shame. Especially since you're so cute. I'd thought you looked interested, but I suppose my powers of perception are failing in real life.

Laying it on a bit thick there, babe.

Oh hush Nicholas he's clearly hiding a different reason. I'm trying to guilt the truth from him.

What are you both talking about?

Nobody was keeping their voice down about any of the conversation. When Stewart does explain his reason for turning them all down, Gill laughs first.

You thought Jay was trying to-!

Hes cut off by another fit of laughter.

Oui I understand why you'd assume that, but trust me there is no question as to when I'm propositioning someone. It is completely fine if you are not poly, you're still welcome to play, old sport. But if you are ever looking...

Jay is like the human version of Grindr though. If you wanted to meet someone knowing him I your best in.

Ross intertwines his hand with Gill's by way of showing how they met.

4/5 success rate apparently.

Not for long.

Soon he plans to have a perfect success rate.

That's the moment David comes back, clearly having washed his hands properly which some guys don't, and sit back down looking around the suddenly quiet table.

What did I miss?

Nothing Davian, we paused the game.

And...

Stewart had a goldfish!

That's what you took away from this conversation Ross?

I like fish... I have a beta.

We got to know a bit more about Stewart.

I can see that.

David says flatly, wondering why they'd wait for him to leave to do that. Honestly he assumed Jay would give his whole embarrassing pitch to Stewart while he was gone, but the other man didn't seem awkward. Besides he already learned pieces of it. Now he wished he'd been there to learn more about Stewart besides his fish.

After a few more random encounters on the road they ended the session for the night. Nick and Gill going to one of the shelves to look at Warhammer minis, David staying at the table a Ross showed pictures of his aforementioned beta fish on his phone, and Jay taking Stewart over to the other side of the room to look at the newly stocked dice displays except they didn't talk about dice.

I don't want to keep pressing you if it's a sore subject but I pride myself on being a sex and relationship expert. It pains me to see someone sad and single, happy and single I respect, but you... So, is there a reason you haven't dated for a while and aren't looking now. I really want to help, as a completely platonic friend not trying to seduce you. Think of me as your fairy godmother, emphasis on the fairy.

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Stewart’s been clocked. Though he guess he wasn’t hiding it all that well. Jay has seen right through him. How could he possibly tell a group of people who kindly invited him to play d&d with them, that he’s developed a crush on only one of them and not bit a few hours ago, he bumped in to his ex who purposefully made him spill coffee on himself?

He smiles softly at Ross and Gill, that was sweet, as well as Nick and Jay. He looks over as David comes back and smiles softly.

“Yeah, owned a goldfish when I was a kid.”

He reaffirms and wishes that David was there so he could learn more about him too. He wasn’t sure how he felt with the attention being on him.

He regards David’s flat tone. Does he really not like the polycule in that sense, he clearly gets on with them in game and as friends, but Stewart can’t help but wonder if David thought he might just be another one.

When the game is over he goes j we to look at the new dice. He doesn’t need any more, he has a set, and sure they rolled badly tonight, that doesn’t mean they will all the time. There was no harm in looking though.

He glances over as Jay stands beside him.

“I didn’t realise I came across that way.”

Stewart chuckles to himself morosely. He looks at Jay properly, but in a way that he feels like he can genuinely open up to him.

“I appreciate that, thank you, genuinely. It’s just…I don’t know…well I do know. I haven’t had very good relationships in the past. One was a very large age gap.”

He pauses as Jay asks him.

“I was 19, he was 39, he was my piano teacher actually. Very strict.”

He left that there and sighed.

“The other relationship, it started off well, he was very sweet, but as time grew by nothing could please him. We weren’t good for each other.”

He runs his hand through his hair and smiles through it.

“You’ve sussed me out though. It’s not that I don’t want another relationship. I just, I…I don’t have a high view of myself and due to everything that went on in the past it makes me wonder if I actually deserve one…a relationship; and then I don’t want to put my baggage on to someone so…it’s easier to pretend not to want if that makes sense?”

He hopes his train of thought has t been too much for Jay. He steps away from the dice slightly and gives Jay his full attention.

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What sort of age gap?

Jay had slept with older men in the past, but those were when he was safely mid 20's and stable, and had met them while both were adults. Strangers with no power dynamic. What Stewart was describing sounded predatory.

Not good.

The next one didn't sound much better. It explained Stewart's behavior towards relationships perfectly. But his pity and worry assuage slightly when Stewart clearly lays out what he knows are his own issues. Clearly this man has had some healthy retrospection, and that means all Jay has to do if find a cure for final shred of doubt.

Stewart, a man like you deserves a relationship most of all. A good healthy stable one, oui? With someone who will willingly take on your burdens and your baggage.

He smiles a bit wistfully. Placing a hand on Stewart's shoulder.

Mmmm A man who will show you love and care and be pleased by you simply for being yourself.

Jay gives him a bit of a contemplative look.

You want to submit I can tell, but there's a part of you that likes a bit of fight before you give in just to be sure it's for the right person... It's adorable. Oh dungeons and dragons tells me a lot about a person, old sport.

He smirks turning Stewart slowly by the shoulder guiding him to face a certain way.

Like how you want a strong caring capable man who has shown he'll protect you and your comfort. A soft dom if you will. Hmm.

Hopefully Stewart recognizes all those times David stepped in to stop them from making jokes that could make him feel awkward. Stood up for him. And the sorts of things he did in character even while their characters didn't get along.

I've met some good ones in my time.

He whispers the last part as they're looking in David's direction while he smiles at pictures of beta fish and animatedly asks about them with a genuine curiosity you wouldn't have suspected from his previous indifference to the topic of the fish.

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“Yeah, not the best introduction to relationships but…you know.”

Stewart sighs softly

“You read me like a book.”

Stewart comments, though he’s not upset by it.

“Jay, someone like that almost sounds too good to be true.”

He’s not uncomfortable in Jay’s presence, just uncomfortable talking about himself. He can’t disagree with what’s being said though. But he also can’t help but fight with himself about deserving a relationship. It’s a nasty thought process to spiral in to.

Someone dominant, now there’s an idea. He can see how David interacts with Jay and he wonders if that’s the typing person Jay means. He glances over at David as Jay speaks.

A soft dom? The idea sounds almost too good to be true. It does sound wonderful though.

David does seem like he’d be one of the good ones. It must be nice to have David all to himself, and then to have the option of others too. It seems David is quite a private person though, he respects that.

But as he watches David, how he’s genuinely interested in what Ross is telling him, he can’t help but let his heart swell as little. It was endearing to watch. He can’t help but let a smile creep across his lips.

“Someone like David?”

Now it’s Stewart’s turn to be wistful.

“That would be wonderful. It would be hard to find anyone like him though.”

visionarypreist-david

At that Jay chuckles

Oui you see what I'm getting at, someone like our Davian here. Is that what you're interested in for looks?

He smirks at the confirmation. Hook, line, sinker. Matchmaking is just so easy when you have the knowledge and experience he has there's no way Stewart doesn't know what he's getting at as he lays it on this thick. Nick would call him obvious, but what better way to be?

But he can tell there's still something holding Stewart back from actually going for David. What could it be when Stewart already knows he's packing, does he think Jay would suggest someone who'd be disappointing in bed.

Don't fret, monsieur, you have it on good authority. Me. That his performance rolls in bed are always critical successes. You just lie back and enjoy yourself, nothing to prove, while he fucks out every worry and fills your head with better things to focus on. Pleasure.

Jay is very proud of himself. He's even talked himself into being in the mood for a little submission tonight. Switch perks and problems.

Oh Davian!

He cuts Stewart's rebuttal off, the man is clearly nervous and admittedly lacks confidence. But how could he deny himself when the opportunity to ask David is right there.

David looks over and sees Jay being his usual up in your personal space touchy self with Stewart. The only question is why does this concern him? Unless Jay's been...

What is it?

He walks over and stands in front of the two.

I was having a little chat with Stewart here, and he has something to tell you.

Jay gives him a literal small push in the right direction, letting go of his contact, and just about shoving Stewart into David's arms. But he doesn't want to completely spook him before he even confesses.

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“Well, it’s not all about looks.”

Something he truly believes.

“But yes, if I were to have a type it would be…tall, strong…”

He lets himself drift away as Jay counties. Someone to hold him close, share his space, snuggle up to, keep him metaphorically safe. It would be nice to just not go home to an empty house all the time. And if there was a connection, a deep and meaningful connection, oh how that makes the sparks fly in the pit of his stomach.

How he’d love to feel safe to be himself and push back a little bit. Jay wasn’t wrong there. But most of all he just wants to quiet his brain and please his hypothetical partner.

‘While he fucks out every worry and fills your head with better things to focus on. Pleasure.’

And now he’s back in the room, face bright red.

“I don’t doubt that.”

And he didn’t. He didn’t doubt that Jay and David were having the best sex ever, while he can’t even get a decent partner in general, let alone adding sex into the mix.

‘Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck…’

“But what about…”

And before he could protest, David was making his way to them. Why would Jay want him to confess his crush to his partner?

“David there’s…something…I was wondering…”

He startles as his phone rings. He picks it up and pulls the jacket tighter around himself as he excuses himself to take the call.

Why he still has this number he never donors.

“Yeah it’s still there because I’m still out….no I haven’t broken down…I’m busy.”

He looks back apologetically and tries to end the call as soon as possible without causing a scene. Surely he wasn’t waiting by his car? He goes back to join David.

“Um…”

He couldn’t possibly confess now.

“Just saw these dice, I’m not going to get any more but if I were it may be these. They’re like the inverted of yours, see?”

And what a perfect pair they’d be.

visionarypreist-david

This honestly could be anything. "I was wondering if you could back off on the hating my character" or "I was wondering if you'd like to go out". He's left on the cliffhanger when Stewart steps away to take a call he clearly wasn't anticipating.

What's he going to tell me, Jay?

He asks a little annoyed at the self righteous smirk.

Oh I wouldn't want to spoil the fun.

You didn't tell him about-

I only told him what he needs to know.

Like how earlier you told him how long my dick was.

You half did that yourself.

I know you said something, he's all flustered and then ran away.

Cute, isn't it. Just your type.

Then Stewart comes back, and he really had nothing to worry about because he just wanted to show him some dice.

Oh yeah those are cool. Guess you haven't been bit by the dice goblin bug if you're not tempted to collect every interesting one you see.

He leans over Stewart to look at the dice on display.

I totally get it though, one is enough for me.

At some point the dice sets and colors sort of blend into the background and he just kinda likes standing there with Stewart. Having him closely tucked against him. Smelling the residual coffee smell that's still on him. Enjoying having him there.

They're pretty. Don't know which color way I like better.

Imagine if his a Stewart's dice matched...He's pulled back to reality when Jay announced his and the rest of the groups departure.

Same time next week!

Bye!

Bye David! Bye Stewart!

Keep eachother company

He rolls his eyes at Jay. Made him worry it was something serious when it was just dice. But what was David really expecting. Was he hoping for an admission of mutual attraction already? After 2 sessions! That was quick.

Guess that's our cue to head out too. Unless you want to get the dice.

No harm in goading a friend into buying themselves a little treat.

Once they make it out to the car park David doesn't immediately split off from Stewart noticing how his posture goes ridgid. Following his eyeline to a man beside a car. He leans down and whispers in Stewart's ear.

Did you know him?

Before he can get a confirmation or denial the man looks over and spots them, walking over, David takes a small step forward half covering Stewart with his body and reaching the stranger first.

He clearly knows Stewart, but something is odd... Especially with the suspicious way in which the stranger asks who he is as if sizing him up. Still he plays it off friendly in case he's misreading. Putting his hand out to shake.

Hey I'm David, Stewart and I play a D&D campaign together.

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Dice? Dice! Is that the best he could come up with? Surely David will think he’s a fool for making that up on the spot. But he doesn’t. He just looks at them and nods and agrees.

Stewart relaxes slightly, though he still has a grip on his phone in his pocket. At the back of his mind he can’t help but wonder why the caller was still out and about. It’s been hours since their talk at Stewart’s favourite coffee shop.

He nods and smiles softly, letting go of his phone and bringing his hand to his side. David calling the dice pretty, it was really something to him. Because he actually meant it, he wasn’t condescending or belittling, he truly thought they were pretty.

“See you next week. I’ll be on time this time.”

Stewart jokes and promises as they all head off. And then it’s just them, but David’s right. They should go too. He looks back at the dice and shakes his head softly.

“Wouldn’t want to be greedy.”

He says, though he would never think that his fellow payers were greedy if they collected multitudes of dice. He follows David out on to the street and the idly walk to the car park.

As he looks up, he can’t help but react on instinct. He so wished he hadn’t though, because David had noticed. He quickly takes his glasses off and cleans them before putting the back on.

He knew who it was a mile away, but he didn’t want David to know.

“Oh…yeah. I know him.”

Why is he waiting at his car? How long had he been there.

Stewart was about to speak first to defuse the situation before it got worse, but the man walked forward.

What Stewart wasn’t banking on, was David standing between them.

“Who is this?”

Greg says and smiles though it doesn’t quite meet his eyes as he shoots his hand in David’s direction as he asks the question.

Greg tilts his head and holds out his hand for David to shake.

“David. Hi nice to meet you, name’s Greg.”

He looks back at Stewart and takes in the fact he’s not changed. He raises an eyebrow but doesn’t comment.

“You play together?! Stewart you haven’t played for years, what my campaign not good enough for you?”

‘Oh no…’

He laughs and nudges David and playfully rolls his eyes.

“I’ve only just started again.”

Stewart smiles politely and nods in confirmation. His heart is beating so loud though he worries that Greg could hear it. He just hopes David doesn’t say where.

Greg shrugs nonchalantly.

“Well that’s nice for you. Just don’t fall in to old habits.”

Stewart smiles flatly and nods. Greg looks at David.

“Why are you by my car?”

“I was in town earlier and saw it, came back and it was still here, just wanted to make sure you were alright. I would have hated it if someone hurt you. It’s not like you could fight back.”

Stewart swallows and nods.

“Well I’m okay, so…thanks…you can go now if you like.”

Greg looks between them and doesn’t leave just yet as he sizes up David.

“Not interrupting anything, am I?”

visionarypreist-david

Oh you know how it is, you get busy for a while, take a break, then a new campaign catches your interest. I'm sure it's nothing personal.

Though David himself has only been in one campaign he knows enough about the culture of longtime players to hopefully quell the former DMs worries.

Old habits? What old habits? Stewart doesn't seem like the type to min max or rules lawyer, he's actually super fun to play with.

He doesn't really want to add anything. Clearly there's some tension there he's unaware of. Maybe he shouldn't overstep. But when the stranger looks at him he feels like he needs to say something in Stewart's defense.

He's actually been doing quite well at our table.

David wants to out him arm around Stewart's shoulder, and pull him into his side. He wants to- but that's way too far to do for a friend talking with an old friend of theres.

Yeah you are. We were talking about the game, way too much lore to catch you up to speed.

He points to the car that Greg is still blocking.

Plus he's already told you you're good to go mate.

'I'm here now. I can fight back for him.' Woah!

He meets the challenge, sizing up Greg in return.

See you some other time, Greg.

It's only once David's in Stewart's car he turns over with an apologetic expression.

I'll head out once he's gone, you don't actually need to-

He didn't want to force himself onto Stewart for a ride if the man didn't want it. Even if he did sort of want to stay with and protect him.

So.... Your ex DM, huh?

He says conversationally not aware how apt the ex descriptor was in this case.

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Greg looks between them, how David is standing slightly in front of Stewart. He smirks to himself.

“I see what this is about. Well I hope this little infatuation lasts for both your sakes.”

He sideways glances as Stewart.

“There were only so many self pitying backstories I could put up with.”

Was it about Stewart? Or his characters, he left it ambiguous.

“Yes. See you around.”

With that he walks past them both as they head towards the car. Stewart unlocks it and blinks when David gets in, though he’s quickly worked out what he’s doing. He resists the urge to check the car over to make sure it has t been damaged.

As Greg finally leaves he gets in too and sits by David.

“Thanks, David. That was…really kind.”

He sighs softly and looks out as Greg goes out into the near horizon.

“Yeah, we didn’t always see eye to eye.”

‘In more ways than one.’

“I can give you a lift home if you like? It’ll save you from walking back to the bus stop, and if he’s still hanging around and you know…I doubt he’d do anything but you don’t need him hindering you?”

He moves in his seat, the stuffiness of the jacket was getting to him now.

“I’ve just got tae take this jacket off though, it’s doing my head in.”

He unzips it and takes it off to reveal his coffee stained shirt and undershirt. He’d done the Lauren tuck and everything. And under the coffee smell, was a hint of what was left over from his cologne he’d put on.

He looks down at himself and can’t help but pout in frustration and humiliation.

“Sorry I’m a mess…someone bumped into me earlier. Do t worry though it wasn’t too hot, just a shock. It’s why I was late”

visionarypreist-david

If you're offering. I'd appreciate that.

Not only does he want to spend more time with Stewart but his awkwardness on relying on people for transportation is overridden by the need to keep Stewart safe. Be around in case something happened, given he can't fight back.

When Stewart removes his jacket and reveals the massive coffee stain on his shirt, it now becomes obvious why he kept it on. He wasn't going to say anything until Stewart pointed it out himself. Looking so self conscious.

Happens to the best of us. Guess your bad luck wasn't only in game today. As long as you didn't get burned. And now I feel like a jerk for being so harsh on you about it.

Then suddenly he remembers.

Oh do you want my shirt?

He begins scrambling in his bag, pulling out a spare t-shirt he usually keeps on hand in case he forgets to bring a change of clothes to the gym. He hands it over to Stewart casually.

I promise it's clean, and probably better than sitting in a coffee soaked shirt all day.

Lending him a shirt was the least he could do in exchange for a ride.

Don't fret about it. Just bring it back next session.

As Stewart changes David looks away out of respect so he doesn't have to step out of the car. The way his Scots had slipped in before when taking off his jacket plays on loop in his mind unbidden.

The one issue is as he stares out the opposite window he can see a reflection of Stewart in the window out into the darkness. It's blurry and less detailed, a bit smudgy even though the window's clean, and just enough for the imagination.

A faint dreamlike outline of motions. A hint at what's happening accompanied by the sounds. David shuts his eyes but the image is already burned onto his eyelids. He makes sure to open them by the time Stewart finishes so he doesn't seem too prudish. Not that anyone who's met the D&D company he keeps would ever assume that.

His shirt is pretty big on Stewart, a nice cozy extra amount of fabric. It looks so domestic. Like a boyfriend walking around in your hoodie or borrowed clothes. Cute. If only he could fit in Stewart's shirt and be surrounded by that cologne, old book smell, and coffee. That's so quintessentially Stewart.

Maybe when Greg was talking about infatuation he wasn't referring to drive to play the campaign? But no it must be that, because it's not like Stewart has this same infatuation. He's only interested in D&D together.

visionarypriest-stewart

“Please don’t worry I did’nae- didn’t think you were a jerk. I was genuinely going to text to say I was on my way, but the whole coffee thing stopped me. It wasn’t too hot I promise.”

The heat in Stewart’s cheeks started to rise. Was David really going to remove his shirt just for him? After what Jay described he would t put it past him. Then he felt utterly stupid. Of course that would be a ridiculous notion. A spare gym shirt makes much more sense.

“Thank you so much!”

Two for two for being kind and generous. Jay is a lucky man.

“If that’s okay? I’ll bring it back washed.”

He puts the drivers seat back to give himself more room. He takes off his shirt and over shirt and flings them unceremoniously in the back. The cool evening air causes the faint hair on his arms to pick up and his skin to raise with goosebumps.

He can see that David is being respectful, in a way he’s glad that he’s not looking, he’s skinny as it is and there’s not all that much to look at. But a part of him deep down wants David to see.

Comparison is the killer of joy, but he doesn’t match up to Jay, he can’t help but wonder if David would have possibly liked him.

He shivers slightly as he remembers the reason for him changing in the first place. If it weren’t for Greg he would have had to borrow the shirt. And he didn’t want Greg making his thoughts murky.

The shirt was oversized. The neckline drooped low, showing the top of his chest and clavicle. Whatever detergent David used, Stewart liked it, clean and fresh but not overpowering. It was admittedly very cosy.

When he’s done he turns to look at David.

“Thanks again.”

He says and brings his seat back forward so he can drive.

“So, where do you live?”

He puts the directions in and heads off, hoping he can spend a little more time with David on the drive.

visionarypreist-david

He leans back and rattles off his address as Stewart types it into GPS. Hoping it's not too much a drive out of the way for Stewart. Once they get fully into the swing of the drive there's a lull for conversation, games talk may be too distracting, and there's something much more recent on his mind to ask about.

I hope you stay interested in the game. Kinda like what Greg said before.

He pauses.

What's his deal though anyways, no offense to your friend but waiting by the car isn't like former DM behavior I'm pretty sure that's just for like stalkers and boyfriends.

His words are nice and caring but if vibe is totally off. He wants to understand their connection from Stewart's perspective.

You can totally tell me to fuck off if it's too personal.

'I just want to know if I hate him for jealous reasons or valid ones'

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Stewart’s lips fall open slightly, taken aback. The game is fun, crushes be damned, it’s a nice distraction of an evening. He presses said lips back together in thought.

Great. Now Greg has made him look like he’s flaky.

“I’m enjoying the game, it’ll be interesting to see where it goes.”

He feels the answer is too flat, too generic but it’s true.

<‘No one’s coming to save you,’

Greg says as he sits back in his dm chair at the table. Stewart, mostly in character looks through his notes. Why was it always his character Greg picked on.

‘You won’t get the information out of me.’

‘So brave, so bratty…’

Stewart pulls a face and ignores the chuckles from around the table.

‘I have my ways. You’re mine now. And what I say goes. You watch as the vampire gestures, he casts a wordless spell and you find you can’t move…’

‘Don’t I get a wisdom on con save?’

‘Nope. You’re already captured, he’s just toying with you…’

‘With my character…’

‘With you. It’s what he would do as a character and you failed to not get caught by him.’

Greg addresses the rest of the table.

‘The vampire king takes pride, and takes his time for what he’s about to do…’ >

“It’s okay, I don’t mind. He wasn’t just my ex DM. I dated him too. We broke up a long time ago.He didn’t take it well.”

He shrugs a little and looks at the road.

“I’m not sure why he was waiting there though.”

‘Or if he’d waited the whole length of time.’

visionarypreist-david

So there was some romantic vibes he was getting from their interaction, one sided at least. Maybe Greg had meant more when he said "infatuation" but it was probably best not to read into the words of a bitter scorned lover.

You dated your DM... Ha! You really do fit in here, join the club.

David laughed hoping to lift the mood he'd caused.

And you know I get the clingy ex thing. I wish yours was more amicable.

He'd fucking trade Stewart in a second. The man seemed like he could handle Jay's jokes and attention without being embarrassed and David could certainly handle any threats to his safety.

Traitorously though this also gave David some information on what Stewart was into. Greg looked like he worked out, not as much, but at least that meant his strength was more appealing than intimidating. He wasn't scaring him off.

I don't want to put any guesses on his intentions you know him best, but be careful.

He puts his arm on the back of Stewart's seat to comfort without taking his attention from the road. A way to show he's there for him.

visionarypriest-stewart

The blue of his eyes slide in David’s direction over his glasses, he his lips curl up in to a soft smile as he chuckles along with David. Clingy ex? Stewart wonders who this could be, he’s with Jay, right? Surely Jay wasn’t trying to set him up with David?

Stewart can’t help but wonder though, this is two weeks in a row David hadn’t gone back with Jay. Maybe they had a schedule for when they hook up. He decides that maybe he should read up on this.

“It’s fine, I should have seen the signs earlier. I’m glad you e had a better experience though, best to be amicable.”

He sighs softly. He wasn’t betting on seeing Greg again, let alone twice in one evening. Let alone being, no, walking with David. If he was honest with himself, he’d admit he was unnerved, shaken up. But the game was a nice distraction, if only Greg had t waited around. He doesn’t think about what may have happened if David hadn’t been there.

Stewart had only really spent time with David twice. Greg was no where near as…nice as David. In more ways than one, and when he was with Greg, he only really worked out for looks. And even Stewart knew that bodybuilding didn’t really build strength, not real strength, and he had a hunch David was actually strong and fit.

“I’ll be careful.”

Stewart confirms.

“Hopefully he won’t show up again.”

He doesn’t move away when David puts his arm in the seat, but he can’t seriously be blushing again?! He swears he can feel the phantom touch pouring through the back of the seat, but that would be crazy.

A cheesy line dances on the tip of his tongue.

‘You really are kind, I’m grateful you were there.’

But he doesn’t want to ruin the moment, if they can at least be friends that would be more than enough. And the last thing g he wants to do is play into Greg’s words. He doesn’t want to seem completely pathetic.

“I’m grateful. And I’m sorry he was an arse.”

visionarypreist-david

Don't mention it. He was more a pain in your ass than mine.

David mentally kicks himself as soon as the words escape. Not having meant it that way, but with the new knowledge that Stewart and Greg dated it may come off like that. All he meant was Greg was more rude to Stewart than he was to him.

Clearly he's jealous that you're in my game now. Our game. Jay's game... Whatever you wanna call it.

Yeah best to call attention to his slip up instead of just letting it go hopefully unnoticed. David pulls his arm back, completely messing up everything he's saying around Stewart right now.

He's saved from further humiliation when they turn the final corner, and the building comes into view. He directs Stewart through the confusing bit and finally they stop.

Thanks for the lift, Stewart. Cant wait to play again next week.

He smiles at him.

I like the drama we've got between Davian and Rowan.

He waved goodbye as Stewart drove off, and went back inside. Phone without any notifications, house empty, and dark. David let out a sigh, even though D&D was over he didn't feel done being social tonight. Or maybe his brain was just so active because he was worrying about Stewart.

Not knowing how far away Stewart lived he waited a while before texting him, maybe an hour or so.

David: Hope you got home safe.

Only to see a different sort of message notification he'd gotten just before that.

visionarypriest-stewart

When David brings his arm back, Stewart can’t help but feel a little sad. A reminder that David isn’t his, and it’ll probably never work while he’s with Jay.

He nods and opens his mouth to speak, but David can already see Greg is the jealous type, why he has the need to tell David he’s unsure, he stops himself though.

The rabbit warren that David navigates stumps Stewart for a moment, even with the satnav it’s confusing. He’s glad David is there to direct him, he wouldn’t want to get lost.

“It’s my pleasure, thank you for the shirt. I’ll bring it back.”

He turns to look at David fully now, as he gets out of the car.

“I can’t wait to see where they go.”

He says genuinely, this is the most fun he’s had in a campaign for years. He waves and eventually unfortunately drives off, managing to make it out and on the open road back to his home.

When he gets home he double locks his car and looks around before scurrying to his own house. He feels unnerved after seeing Greg’s. It’s not like he’s here now though. He takes his sullied clothes and puts them in the washing machine ready for the morning.

He has a quick shower to freshen up and head ti his bedroom. It’s quiet, and usually he finds the dark a comfort, but this time he really could do with some company.

‘Someone like…’

Stewart scrolls though the dating apps and stops when he finds one that speaks ti him.

He makes his profile, trying g not to overthink it as he looks through the options. Then there’s one that stops him dead in his tracks.

He swipes to like him and re-reads the bio. No harm in trying he can only say no. But no sooner had he liked Gu he got a notification, he almost jumped out of his skin when he saw it was David.

Stewart: Thanks David, all safe thank you. And now thankfully coffee free. Hope you’re having g a good night.

visionarypreist-david

S has liked your profile.

It was from a dating app he hadn't used in months. Made a profile on, and would check it sometimes then go on a long hiatus without it, usually turning back on lonely nights for chats. Really only meeting up with people he'd met in person but the apps were good for... Well a night like this.

David tapped the notification which brought him straight to "S"'s profile. He let out a low whistle. The first image faceless as expected by the anonymous name, but showed a topless mirror selfie taken by someone clearly trying to play coy.

Thin frame a rosy tint from embarrassment, holding their shoulder with the hand not holding the phone that his arm covered his chest. S was shy, adorable. He read the profile. Noting the compatibility between S looking for a Soft Dom and his profile mentioning he was one.

So that's what drew him in.

David muttered to himself, debating if he was in the mood to engage. When he got the text reply from Stewart. Almost forgetting that conversation.

When the urge to text Stewart got too strong. Close to sending him a good night text or something else definitely a step too far, David reopened the app and liked "S"'s profile. Matching them, and opening a chat window.

He triple checked it was the dating app and NOT the texts to Stewart before typing.

Guy: If you're cold I know some ways to warm you up.

Guy: Do you flush that pink all the way down?

Open strong. Lead it into flirty already hopefully that's what he was looking for and if didn't make him look like a creep. Not the kind of line he'd use without the pre established knowledge this was a dating app made for this kind of topic.

And when the reply comes in receptive David is proud. If only Jay knew he was able to still get guys without the help of him giving "advice". It's why David had to make his profile anonymous in the first place. Avoid the preconceived notions.

visionarypriest-stewart

Stewart sits on the bed and places his phone down beside him. Was this really the right thing to do? He wondered if this is what Jay meant? His hand overs over the phone as he prepares to look at Guy’s profile again.

‘It’s not like I’m actually going to meet him? Would it be so bad to imagine he’s D-…’

His phone buzzes, a new notification that’s not a normal text. So David didn’t text back then, understandable.

“Oh shit.”

Guy has matched with you.

New Message from Guy.

“Oh fuck.”

He carefully picks up his phone and makes sure to close any other messages app to make sure he doesn’t accidentally A) message the dnd group, or B) message David.

He opens the chat and brings his hand up to his mouth. He seems to feel everything all at once. Giddy and he can’t help but let out a small laugh. Is this real?! Someone is actually flirting with him right now. But at the same time it’s terrifying, he does t even know the guy, literally.

Does he over explain and say he’s never done this before? Does he just go with the flow? He starts to think that maybe this was t such a great idea, but he finds himself replying.

S: Oh? And what ways would those be?

Stewart can feel his ears turning red. That answers that question then. How does he do this without wanting to seem too keen. His fingers tremble with excitement.

S: It’s been a long time since I’ve checked, so would you like to judge for yourself?

He scrambles around the room, unceremoniously in his boxers, making sure there was no identifiable things left around. For all he k knows, Guy could be one of Jay’s exes. He makes sure everything is clear behind him and waits for a response. He doesn’t want to send any unsolicited pictures.

Now he takes the opportunity to look at Guy’s pictures again. Damn, he’s all but perfect. If he were wearing a shirt, Stewart would be hot under the collar.

visionarypreist-david

David laid back on his bed with a satisfied smirk. One hand behind his head, the other propping up his phone and typing. One had to get good at typing out messages one handed for things like this.

Guy: Show me.

He dated. Ready for the picture. But S was a damn good tease as the image that came through was a tilted down angle of his boxers, fingers idly on the hem, and barely tugging it down. Only just showing the base clearly. But the outline of his bulge was there, not yet aroused.

David rolled his eyes amused. He could fix that.

Guy: You need my help getting those off, S?

He waits for confirmation. Knowing they're tipping into sexting territory over just flirting. It's clearly especially wanted when S takes the extra step to specifically ask him how he does it.

Guy: I've got you.

Guy: My hands on your thighs while I straddle your knees. Pulling down your boxers with one hand my other hand tracing the exposed skin.

Guy: Feel hot and bothered yet?

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Stewart all but squeaks as he gasps at Guy’s reply. His confidence oozes through the words.

S: What would you do if you were here?

“Oh my god, what ahm ahye dee-in?”

He mutters under his breath he reads the messages over again. He looks around. If anyone’s watching g this, they’d be in stitches. Here he was, sat on the end of his bed, completely flustered sexting a man he hasn’t even met yet.

But Guy has got him, he’s okay, he’s talking him through it. Sure it’s nerve wracking, but that’s because this is new. He wants to make sure it’s good for Guy, that he looks good for him, it’s not scary because he’s uncomfortable, far from it.

He spies something in the corner of the room. Now admittedly, his piano was downstairs, but sometimes there was a call and need for remote lessons. Why he kept the tripod in his room he never knew, but hey, maybe it could help.

S: Like this? Please let me know if it’s not, or if it’s too much…

He sets up the tripod and makes sure his face isn’t in frame as sets up the shot. He stars the timer and takes a few photos in succession of him removing his boxers. He’s definitely feeling ‘hot and bothered, evidence in the photos.

S: I am now.

And true to Guy’s theory, he does flush red all the way down.

Stewart can feel his heart pounding in his ears as he deletes the photos from his camera roll, but not the app.

He positions himself to pose more coyly he doesn’t want to look like a complete slut, he’s too desperate. He sends the picture through.

S: Is this good for you?

visionarypreist-david

Guy: You're so good for me.

It takes him a while to text it because he'd been staring at the pictures for too long. Almost a drop motion flip book of carefully framed photos of S removing his boxers showing off more and more pink tinged skin.

He can't be fucking real.

David whispers to the room. It's too good to be true, but he's affected by it anyway. S is too good at this. The photos the words. He's a dream.

Guy: Not too much.

Guy: Dont worry about that. Or anything for that matter. I'll tell you what to think you tell me how you feel.

He pauses.

Guy: Now lie back for me.

Guy: And whoever else is there taking your pictures. Tripod?

Because it'd be insane if there was another person there and he was still sexting him. Although that was probably somebody's thing. Jay might have a story or two like that.

But Said wasn't thinking of Jay, or any of his previous boyfriends. He was imagining S as Stewart, despite himself.

When S confirms it's a tripod he jokes.

Guy: Such a sophisticated setup, S.

Guy: Never thought I'd be jealous of a damn tripod.

visionarypriest-stewart

He’s messed up, why could r he just be normal and take regular pictures? Even if they were clunky and awkward at least he would seem more genuine.

S: It’s a tripod, it was laying in the corner, I thought I’d just show you a better angle so you can see more.

He confirms this by having the tripod in frame as he takes a careful mirror selfie.

S: It’s just me. I’m completely alone.

He sighs softly and relaxes again. He lies back on the bed and waits for Guy to message back.

S: Perhaps the tripod could give you a better view, it might feel like you’re here.

He starts to blush again, regardless of the cool night air. Causing his skin to prick up in goosebumps. At least he thinks it’s due to the temperature.

He looks down at his phone and blushes.

S: Well, I’m tall, but thin, so it makes me look smaller than what I am. Especially next to tall guys. I do have dark hair that flops a little over my forehead.

S: Glasses?

He bites his lower lip as he reads. Excitement, curiosity and thrill courses through him.

S: I do have glasses. I wouldn’t lie to you, I’d want to behave for you. See? 😇

He sends the picture of his spare glasses.

S: Well spotted.

S:…

S: So you know your way around a dungeon then?

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Guy: Well if I was there with you I'd still be straddling your legs. Look at the small guy below me, card my hand through your dark brown hair, take off your glasses.

He hadn't meant to send that last bit. Too lost in the image of Stewart.

Guy: I'm assuming your hair color from the rest of you, and ignore the glassss thing. It's not a kink or something I just like how they look on a guy and got carried away.

He's fucked up.

Guy: You don't have to lie for me. My pride isn't that weak.

Oh he is behaving quite nicely. But it also doesn't make him think of Stewart any less than to see a players handbook under the glasses. It's not Stewart though, the glasses are different, thicker frames whole different shape.

Guy: D&D players handbook?

He chuckles at the dungeon comment.

Guy: I dabble

Guy: But there's only one thing I want to be exploring tonight.

Now they're back where they left off.

Guy: I'd give you a description of me, but it's not like you could see me clearly without your glasses.

Guy: All you have to go off is touch and feel. But I can't settle for just my hands as I pepper kisses down your chest.

Guy: Down. Lower and lower... and lower following the trial of your beautiful blushing.

Guy: Id mark you. Kiss you hard enough to bruise.

Guy: Would you like that?

Its part sexy question and part trepidation as he hasn't gotten any response form S so far.

Guy: S are you there?

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He suddenly feels self conscious. He looks at himself through the front facing camera and can’t help but scan his eyes all over his body.

But guys descriptions had him fighting with his own self. He could imagine the man was here.

‘Stop giving him David’s face!’

But it was like he could really feel Guy’s words lift from the screen and over his body. He lies back and squirms a little on the bed, rubbing his legs and thighs together to try and get some sort of friction without touching himself before he’s told to.

He arches his neck and throws his head back onto the soft pillows behind him.

His mouth drops open at the idea of guy marking him. For a moment, there’s a flit of panic. He breathes deeply and reads the text over and over. Guy is talking him through it, he’s explaining exactly what he’s doing, there’s no surprises. It would be an expected pain. He lets his shoulders drop as he relaxes, letting out a small pan as he does.

He then blinks when he gets a further notification.

“Shit.”

S: Sorry, just overwhelmed, I’ve never felt this good before, or this safe…

Before he notices what he’s put he’s sent the message, why isn’t his brain working right now?

“Fuckkk.”

S: I just feel so good, I hope you are too?

S: I’m so turned on right now🫦🥺🥹🥲

He sends another photo, teasing the idea of how turned on he really is. Just a glimpse, not wanting to give away too much, but also not wanting to send without permission.

visionarypreist-david

Holy shit. They really are doing this. Because not only is S turned on, but David is too. He sends back a picture of his own, tenting through his loose sleep shorts evident. He's not going to hide it like S does, even if technically S is more exposed than he is.

Guy: Would you like to judge for yourself?

With all those emojis he can imagine S's eyes brimming with overstimulated tears. Except he didn't know what S's eyes looked like... And the fact that he was imagining blue ones didn't have to mean anything.

He sucks in a breath through his teeth straining already with need to touch himself, but first the priority was the man in the other side of the phone.

So turned on, overwhelmed, and safe. S feels safe with him.

Guy: Never apologize for feeling good.

Guy: You don't have the message if words become too much. Or your hands become occupied...

Guy: Because when I reach low enough I kiss the tip of your cock, and take you into my mouth.

Guy: I can tell you need it. I'm going to give you what you need. Attention where you most crave it.

He hopes S doesn't see giving him head as any less dominant. Honestly the act can go either way, and especially in the topping sense when he's using it to drive a man wild.

Guy: Are you touching yourself?

David lets out a breath way too wound up himself to even find amusement in just how long the typing dots appear compared to the message that he receives. If he were to even get nothing he still would've taken that as a yes. But this was even better.

He thought the implied permission was enough for S to start, but it seems his faculties were past that nuance and he needed direct instruction. Or maybe he'd caught the vague permission and sat there torn between right and wrong, all worked up and not knowing what to do. David would help him. Show him how much thinking hurt and listening and obeying was ever the easier.

Guy: Good boy.

Guy: You can now.

David is palming himself through his shorts so it's only fair to let S touch himself too. Not like he was actually there to do it in place of him. Either he's lying or S has some god tier restraint to not have already. Most likely the latter since S didn't want to lie. Maybe next time he'd challenge him not to. Just squirm and writhe against whatever he can get.

Guy: You can feel it. Your hand is my mouth, dragging it out. As fast or as slow as you need. Just the way you like it.

Guy: It's all you can think of, all you can feel.

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When he’s given permission he lets out a loud whimper, despite himself. He clamps his mouth shut and bites his bottom lip to stop himself from going over the edge. He almost drops his phone as he closes his eyes and imagines his hand is David’s, no, Guys, mouth. He ignores the tears brimming over and sliding down the side of his face, it just feels so good.

S: Soo good. You feel so good

S: I’m…

He needs to reciprocate the imagery for Guy. Give him something too.

S: My whole body is flushed beneath your touch. Writhing, wanton. I gasp your name as you take me, and god, Guy you feel so good.

S: I’m at your mercy, as your hands hold my hips down. You’re so strong, so firm, but so gentle too

He gasps as he closes his eyes and moves his hand painfully slowly so he stays on the edge.

S: You’re the only thing on my mind, nothing else, just you and what you need from me

He places the phone down for a moment and his now free, treacherous other hand traces over his body as he pretends it’s the other man on the other end of the phone.

He’s close, but he won’t allow himself release unless he’s allowed.

S: My hands now gently reach down and pull your hair from your eyes, mine are looking at yours and there’s nothing but gratefulness there

He blushes, caught up in the moment.

S: I moan and whimper under your touches

visionarypreist-david

That does it. He slips his hand below his waistband and jacks himself off in earnest, it's too fucking real. Exactly what he needed tonight. He can see it, hear it, taste it, feel it, and it's amazing. It breaks all his cool composure.

"Oh Holy shit"

S at his mercy, and great ful for it. Wanting it. Willing under his hands and mouth and throughly enjoying himself. God it has been a while since he's been with somebody if just some words on a screen are enough to make him hard, make him cum.

Guy: S...

Guy: That D&D experience comes in handy. You're very vivid Im right there with you.

He expects a picture. S's body sheened with afterglow and covered messily in his own spend. Maybe they'd keep messaging back and forth a bit for pillow talk. What he doesn't expect is a garbled mess of misspelt words and letters.

Guy: Are you still holding out?

Well now he feels like kinda a jerk for getting so distracted, David had gotten himself off while holding S on the edge. Fuck that was hot.

Guy: Even with my cum all over you, you haven't let yourself do the same.

Guy: No wonder you need me, S. How would you even get off without me there.

He sees the typing dots.

Guy: Aw don't worry. I'm with you. I can think for you. I know what you need. I've got you. Hold on a little bit longer and it'll be worth it. I know you can do that. Be so good.

The typing stops.

Guy: Feel this? All the tension. All the discomfort. I want you to let it all go. Feel good now and relax. Let go.

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“He’s with me, he’s with me…”

Stewart repeats as he strokes himself. Sweat beads on his forehead and pools in the small of his back. He whimpers again and reads the messages.

S: your hand…is my…it’s tight…fits soo

Even he’s now starting to grind his ass into the sheets, imagining Guy is there as he also imagines his mouth on him. It’s almost too much.

“Oh god!”

He’s so close, the edge is razor thin but he does t let himself go just yet. Just a bit longer that’s all it needs. He didn’t realise how much he needed this until it was happening. This shared experience was like nothing he’d ever known.

S: so close…

S: Yes…I’ll be good…good for you

Stewart’s lower lip trembles, he can do this. He has to be good for guy because guy has been good to him. It’s just them, in the moment, a connection, he can allow himself to trust guy. It just feels right.

S: Pleeeaase?? 😭

With the ever sought after permission he lets himself go. Just as he’s told do. It feels like he’s floating, he’s hardly aware of what’s happening around him and how he’s accidentally pressed the camera button, his grip on the phone is so tight, he doesn’t realise he’s sent a video of his torso convulsing in silent pleasure, perhaps the of gasp and whimper, but no discernible words or indicators to who he was.

When it’s over, and when the stars behind his eyes die down he looks at his phone, he pants heavily, sweat covering his brow, causing his curls to stick to his forehead, body is glistening, his chest is rising and falling heavily, he’s in absolute bliss.

S: Duck I’m so sorry, genuine accident when I…you know..oh god….

S:*Fuck

He catches his breath.

S: Guy, that was the best experience I’ve ever had

He lies back on the bed, body still twitch every now and again from the aftershocks.

S: Thank you

visionarypreist-david

S has shared a video

How? He wonders. David has assumed S might be too far gone to type or take a photo, much less a video, but the thumbnail of it is enticing already.

He watches it on loop until the next message pops up explaining it was an accident. Hot damn what an accident. It almost gave D aid a new refractory period world record.

Guy: A happy accident some might call it

Guy: I'm glad. I enjoyed it too S. You're welcome, but I'm sure you're just flattering me with "best" experience.

It was just sexting. Maybe he meant best sexting, but they were strangers surely a roleplay with someone you knew longer would be better.

Guy: Don't forget to clean yourself up though. Want me to talk you through proper aftercare?

Guy: Clean your sheets. Clean yourself. Long bath, soak and enjoy it with a cup of tea. You deserve to relax. Have a snack. Then sleep cuddled up with me.

David got up. Stripped the sheets and took a shower, then throwing on a new set of sleep clothes he padded down to his flat's shared laundry.

He checked his phone to see S confirm he was taking care of himself.

Guy: Proof.

Guy: Pic of the tea you're having.

The tea pic contained S'a body hazy under soapy bath water in the background. In return he sent hin a photo of the public laundry machine with the caption.

Guy: So dirty 😏. The things you did to my sheets.

Later S said he was getting tired. They exchanged a final message that night.

Guy: Sweet dreams 😘 I'll see you again in mine.

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Stewart lays back in a haze, his eyes fluttered as he blinks and tries to read the messages.

“Glasses, idiot….”

He chuckles to himself with amusement and reaches to put them on. They must have fallen off the pig all the excitement.

He nods gently, then remembered Guy couldn’t actually see him.

S: Im being honest, feel so good.

He was going to just do what was needed and maybe have a shower but Guy made a compelling counterpoint. He hums softly to himself. Guy was so good, so kind. This was…was this normal? Or was Guy doing above and beyond? His exes never…no. He’s not thinking about them now, right now it’s just him and Guy…with a peppering of David.

S: Okay, I’ll do that.

Cuddling up? A smile broadens on Stewart’s face. If he would

And he does do as he’s asked, he strips the bedding and puts it in to be washed. He can’t help but feel a pang of guilt that Guy had to go out into the cold though.

Stewart runs himself a bubble bath and makes a chamomile tea with honey.

S: Tea acquired, in the bath now, wish you were here with me.

He blushes, eyes half lidded as he sends the proof. The bath is so relaxing though he could almost fall asleep. He replies, a mixture of being in a haze and tired.

S: 🫡 Dirty? I’m sorry…if I were there I could have cleaned it up for you…

In more ways than one. He gets out the bath and wraps himself in a fluffy towel. When he’s dry he puts some clean underwear on, and huddles up in the towel.

How does he ask if Guy is also spending time caring for himself too.

S: I hope you’re warm and cosy too?

He dries off and yawns, he smiles when he sees a picture of Guy also drinking a tea.

He puts his phone on charge and goes to get a T shirt. He stops when he sees David’s shirt. He tentatively reaches for it and puts it on. He then pulls a weighted blanket from the back of the chair and climbs into bed.

S: Night, Guy. I’ll be dreaming of you too, pretending you’re here and I’m in your arms. 🥰

He wraps himself up, using the blanket as though it were someone holding him close. He then puts the duvet over him and sighs deeply.

He’s content. He’s safe, and he soon drifts into the best sleep he’s had in years.

visionarypreist-david

His and S's connection didn't stop at amazing reciprocated phone sex. It actually continued that next morning and the next first with simple messages of well wishes then a whole conversation spawned off of surprise to actually getting a reply back admission of some genuine interest and finally full blown conversations.

Flirtations underlined it but mostly they were talking about their day, about their interests and hobbies, about D&D. Nothing in specifics just vague stuff. He didn't know what kind of campaign S was in and David hadn't really been lying when he told Greg there was too much lore to explain so he didn't bother boring S with the details of his own campaign, but they talked about the mechanics the strategy their favorite sorts of things to play out. And also let peeves.

They both had exes who DMd which came with their own sets of similar anecdotes to bind over. Time flew by as he talked to S over the app, growing closer, growing more in love. Genuinely. Some nights they sexted, others they exchanged sweet goodbyes. It was cute. It was fun. It was the most action he'd gotten in a while and from some guy on the other side of a screen.

That next D&D session Jay could tell something was up with his demeanor. Knew the telltale signs of constantly checking his phone. The smile he had while typing out messages.

You shouldn't be texting him while he's driving. Let me see what salacious message was so important, Davian.

He lightly chastised, Jay and David were just by coincidence in the shop early before the rest of the group had gotten there. But Stewart confirmed he'd be on time meaning he'd be driving now.

Jay leaned over David trying to get a better view of his phone and David pulled back drawing then closer in the keep away.

Hey no! It's private. And what do you mean driving,?

Despite this he knows Jay is just teasing and wouldn't actually read if he didn't want him to. That doesn't stop his ex from climbing over him to try and commit to sneaking a peak.

Private. Oh the scandal Davian. You're only making it more enticing.

It's not what you're-

Then Stewart enters the shop.

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Guy was nice, he was more than nice actually. The aftercare was new, but not unwanted. He hadn’t felt so good since that night. He wasn’t expecting it to carry on either, little ‘good mornings’ and ‘how are yous?’

It was interesting to find someone so similar and yet so different. Their shared interest for D&D was a main talking point. Stewart found Guy’s ex was also a DM and what were the chances? He didn’t want to bombard him too much with it all though, but he did mention Greg. Not so much about their relationship, but how he was his DM and his ex, in comparison. It was funny really, Guy reminded Stewart a lot of David.

Stewart smiles when he sends the text to say he’s about to start driving and he’ll catch up with Guy later. He parks a little further away, in a different car park to where Greg found his car, he arrived early and made sure to quickly grab his coffee before heading to the game.

He will be there on time.

He walks through the door to see Jay all over David. They move quickly, like they’d been caught doing something they should t have. Stewart is sure he heard the tail end of the conversation, how David was now talking to someone new.

He shouldn’t be jealous. It would be so incredibly stupid to be jealous, he was talking with Guy, and Guy was every Jay had described. But David…

He hardly knows him anyway? Why should he care?! They can be friends. It’s okay to be friends. And it was okay that David didn’t like him that way. He rights himself, he has Guy…for now. And that’s what counts.

He paints on a smile and raises an eyebrow.

“Should I come back later? I don’t want to interrupt?”

He grins, keeping it light as he takes his bag off and gets all of his things out ready for the game.

visionarypreist-david

Jay immediately yet calmly moved away as Stewart entered, in contrast to the startle it gave David.

No no you're fine. You actually saved me since Jay can't seem to keep to himself.

David shot a look over to his ex who sat with an undisturbed smile.

I have a healthy curiosity, Davian. Satisfaction resurrected the cat.

You are incorrigible.

And you're ignoring our friend Stewart here. I thought you ou were ignoring me to text him.

Jay puts out a hand in request for Stewart's phone.

Actually that gives me an idea. I can just figure out what you were so eager to discuss from the other side.

Jay I told you I wasn't texting Stewart. It has nothing to do with him you don't have to bother him about it.

Jay scoffed.

Well you don't send heart emojis to your painfully straight football teammates, Davian.

I can know other people!

You're talking to other men?! Isn't that why we broke up?!

Jay says playing up the dramatics as if the break wasn't years ago.

Just to clarify you were the one wanting to talk to other men. So, for the record....

He gestures to Stewart.

...I didn't cheat.

I haven't even set you up with anyone else recently.

Please stop doing that. And I actually met someone on my own this time. That's who I was texting okay.

Jay looked like he wanted to look smug about finally getting the information, but he instead glanced over at Stewart. Apologetic. His expression didn't abate when he turned back to David.

I wasn't trying to make you feel bad about it, Davian. Its not like you need my approval but I'm happy for you.

It's nothing major. It's new but-

David nodded then looked to Stewart.

Sorry. I- uh... Welcome back Stewart. Didn't mean to get caught up there.

Maybe it would have been better if Stewart did come back later so he wouldn't have had to hear all of that.

David pockets his phone. Much against his denial part of him wishes it were Stewart he could text like he's texting S. But that's not possible. Stewart gave no signs of interest, and he had that staller of a ex which definitely doesn't make a guy want to rush into a new relationship.

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Stewart watches the interaction, maybe he could make an excuse to go to the toilet or something. On the admittance of David having found someone, and that someone wasn’t Jay, nor was it him, he couldn’t help but feel jealous.

All this time he was holding back because he thought David was one sided monogamous with Jay, but that wasn’t the case at all. How could he be so naive? He thinks back, it’s not like David has texted him since last week, and yeah, he could have texted first too, but he was pretty sure he was the last one to text. And he didn’t want to bother David.

So that’s where he stood? Just friends. Officially just friends, that was fine. It was fine.

“Congrats!”

He smiles, it’s genuine despite his feelings. His feelings belonged to him and he couldn’t burden David with them. Not when it was one sided, that wouldn’t be fair on David, and coming from personal experience, he would t wish that on anyone.

He doesn’t mention Guy.

“I’m just gonna…I’ll be back before the game starts, too much coffee.”

He sees himself out as he makes his way to the toilets. When he gets there he checks to see if anyone is around before texting Guy.

Text to Guy: Hey, just got here, hope you’re having fun at your game. I’ll text when I get back. ❤️ x

Stewart takes the opportunity to use the facilities and heads back to the table after. By the time he gets there the others have arrived. He takes his place next to David and pockets his own phone.

“So…where were we?”

visionarypreist-david

In game. Yes let's focus on the game.

Jay flips through his notebook to last session.

You all made plans for how to get to the northern city, then from there continue onto the dragon's keep. The party has two horses, and will have to rotate who walks beside them so it won't be that speedy a travel.

Can we rent a cart?

You think we have cart money.

But we'll be able to travel faster and carry stuff. All the treasure were going to find in the dragons keep you know.

We aren't following the dragon for treasure.

There could still be some.

Wait does Rowan have a horse?

Gill looks to Stewart. The party at first only needed 2 horses, between 4 members two on each, but a third horse would mean nobody had to walk.

No! Because if Rowan has a horse then he can't share a horse with Davian!

Why are Rowan and I sharing a horse necessarily?

Ross gives him a look.

Because it would be cute.

They hate eachother!

Even better.

Wouldn't we have hashed out all the travel details already. We should hit the road were losing time and the dragon is getting further away.

Wait I can just wild shape into a horse!

There we go. That's the plan now let's travel. Roll that random encounters table.

But Ross brought up a food point who's sharing which horse?

It doesn't matter.

I'm riding Hemlock.

I jump on a horse and speed off after the dragon!

David looks to Stewart.

So I guess Rowan and Davain are sharing the last horse.

But he notices Stewart seems less engaged than he usually does. Not upset or angry but like his focus is elsewhere. Maybe he's not fully immersed in the game yet but there's this awkwardness between them.

David knows it's his fault. His phone may heavy in his pocket with the guilty unread message from S. He's has two people to apologize to later, but Stewart is the more present priority.

Especially when it even feels like he's sitting slightly further away.

visionarypriest-stewart

He really didn’t want to be absent. He enjoyed playing the game, he enjoyed the company. But tonight, his mind just wasn’t in it. He listened to the back forth and smiled in all the right places.

He could have suggested he’d be okay walking since he was an elf, but the table kept going. Something stung more when it was mentioned at Davian hated Rowan. Of course, it was to do with backstory and so on, and Stewart really shouldn’t take it to heart.

Nick was making a good point, the dragon was getting away. They were wasting time. The dragon could end up hurting more people.

When David addresses him, he turns to face him and nods.

“Yeah, they’ll be able to get to their next location more efficiently.”

He looks makes a note and looks back around. He doesn’t quite react in character yet.

“Rowan gets on the horse with Davian.”

A part of him wants to play a little and let loose and ask about what position Davian would like to take, but his heart just isn’t in it. But he’s not really up for those jokes right now.

He listens to the table and Jay, waiting for what happens next. If they get there straight away or if there’s an obstacle. He makes notes all the while.

visionarypreist-david

They rolled a random encounter than another and the fights honestly took longer than other should have. All because they were basically down a party member in terms of the turn economy.

Another miss?

Stewart your dice are cursed tonight.

They've rolled bad before too.

It must be terrible luck.

David watched as Stewart grew more and more disheartened with every failed roll. Things that weren't even close, and the one time he did manage a hit it was with almost the lowest possible damage.

Now it was obvious to everyone at the table Stewart wasn't his usual self. No quips, comments banter.The bad dice just drew attention to it. David knew from the start because he could barely get Stewart to even look at him. If he made this night awkward he definitely wasn't going to let some stupid buts of plastic make it unfun.

One second. You know what to do when it comes to my turn just hit the nearest enemy with a Great Axe.

With that David left the table. Immediately he picked the dice off the display shelf the ones that paired with his which Stewart pointed out before and took them to the register.

Just these.

He told Steph as the placed the dice down.

Oh are you sure you don't want a dice jail too?

She up sold, gesturing to the 3D printed cages with little slogans on them. "Dice Jail" "Sit there and think about your actions" "Bad bois" "Can be released in Nat 20 years".

He takes the "Bad bois" dice jail.

Heading back to the table David walks behind Stewart, leaning over him, placing the open pack of new dice on one side and the dice jail on the other. He scoops up his dice and lets them tumble into their new prison. Then goes back to his spot.

Let's see how these ones treat you.

visionarypriest-stewart

That feeling of when you’re trying to act happy but you’re not, was leaking through Stewart’s exterior. And the more things were going wrong the less he could hide how he was feeling. And the more he was feeling upset and disheartened, the more he thought he was ruining it for everyone.

‘I hope this little infatuation lasts, for both your sakes.’

He can hear Greg’s words ringing in his mind. Which each roll of the dice things were getting worse and Rowan was getting quite badly hit.

Stewart put on a brave face and kept trying. He hated these dice, these damn ugly dice that reminded him of Greg and how un-fun those games were. He’s sure he’s ruined this one too.

He hates himself for thinking it but maybe it would be best if his character got killed off. He could thank them for letting him play and leave with some sort of dignity.

‘I’ve really enjoyed myself, thank you for everything, I hope the rest of the campaign goes well, if you’re ever doing a one shot maybe hit me up….’

He’s planning it out in his head, making sure each word is perfect so no one’s upset. Then he can focus on Guy, well for as long as Guy tolerates him at least, and…

He doesn’t realise how much he’s in his head or spiralling until David gets up from the table. He bites his lower lip in worry at how despondent David is with his turn. He clears his throat and focuses on making notes instead, though he just ends up doodling while the others are taking their turns.

He’s about to pick up his own dice when he feels something, no, someone very close to him, leaving over him. He freezes and hears David incredibly close to his face.

Stewart watches, dumbfounded as David hans him the new dice and put his old ones in the jail. He turns a deep red. They’re the inversion of David’s dice. They were pretty he couldn’t deny that. But he couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.

All this time he’s had and he should have had the intuition to just get up and get different dice. He’s wondering if he owes David anything for it. He really must try harder to cheer up.

“Thank you.”

He waits for David to sit down and smiles gratefully at him.

“Let me know if I owe you anything.”

Because it’s only polite. It’s only fair. That’s what Greg would make him do.

He picks up the dice and rolls. It hits a Natural 20.

visionarypreist-david

He's about to explain that Stewart doesn't owe him anything. Wondering if asking him to just have a good time is being a little pushy. He doesn't want to be toxically positive, when the dice roll a Nat 20 to everyone's delighted shock and celebration.

David points to the roll.

That. That is all I ask for. Keep rolling good so Rowan stays in this campaign.

It's keep rolling well, Davian.

He's immediately embarrassed at his mistake. David tries to save face by turning it around.

I never heard you complain about my use of good before, Jay.

Grammar was the further thing from my mind in those situations.

David smirked. His voice dipped lower

You liked when I called you good.

Yes... But it's not me youre trying to seduce here.

So what if he wanted to put on a little show to gauge Stewart's reaction. Except when his attention was directed back to him Stewart just seemed uncomfortable. Fuck! It probably would have been better to roll with the grammar mistake.

Sorry I didn't mean to get off topic.

No you can both keep going.

Please!

Stewart what did you roll for damage?

And the game continued.

Stewart's good rolls obviously translated to skill in game. A skill David decided Davian would have to acknowledge if only to get Stewart to interact with him.

'Well done Spellcaster. I thought for sure you were a goner. You know magic users and elves always being the weak sort.'

He smiles when Stewart takes the bait and responds back as Rowan.

'Sure you live a long while but I've never seen one throw himself into real danger. Risking all those years'

You can tell though he tries to make the compliments sound sarcastic he's begrudgingly impressed by Rowan's now consistent show of ability.

visionarypriest-stewart

So before when David was teasing and flirting at the table he was single. And it was okay because Stewart knew where they all stood, or sat in this case. But now it felt weird to want to enjoy it, even secretly.

He pushes the thought down, just as he pushed down any thoughts when David was leaving over him him. He glances towards Jay. Jay has a point, he’s not trying to seduce anyone now. Maybe Jay is reminding him about his new lover.

That’s a point. Stewart hadn’t heard from Guy yet. He hopes everything is alright.

He lines up the dice and ignores how David is talking, no matter how much he wants to be called good by him. The grammar is important. And he doesn’t show how shocked he is that David actually wants him to stay. He looks to Jay when he’s addressed and rolls for damage.

“That would be a 17.”

He says softly and marks it down on his notebook. At least he wasn’t causing problems in the game anymore. They could move on swiftly and actually get somewhere without him holding things back.

When Davian addresses Rowan, he can’t simply ignore David now, not that he was trying to before, that would be rude. But he has to show some willing. Some want to actually be there otherwise what is the point apart from bringing the mood down.

‘Your praise is appreciated Davian. I’ve not fought a foe like that before, needed to get my bearings’

He reciprocates the smile as David continues. He’s careful not to linger on David’s handsome features for too long.

‘The risk, Davian, is warranted and one I’m willing to take if it means proving my worth. When the needs of the many out-way the needs of the few. I am happy to do what’s best for the party. I don’t want harm to befall anyone here.’ “Rowan now picks up his things and travels along with Davian and the party, he looks back to him.”

‘Davian, you have no reason to, but you can trust me. I don’t know what elf has scorned you, but we are not all the same. I hope to prove that to you. You have my word. Hopefully this will prove it.’ “Rowan takes a ring of protection from his finger and hands it to Davian.” ‘Here.’

visionarypreist-david

David blinks at Stewart. It was such a cool in character move. It takes him a minute to form the proper response.

Davian takes the ring. He stares at it before looking back up at Rowan.

What is this supposed to prove? I'm not going to be bribed into liking elves.

In character he would have no reason to recognize the ring as a magical ring of protection.

He does preemptively mark the item down in his inventory. To show Stewart his character isn't just going to chuck it away. But he lets his character voice take on a condescending tone.

Aye a ring of protection... The spellcaster thinks I need his magic to protect me. Well you'd have a better shot giving this to that elven king of yours that's who will need protecting if I ever find him.

Davian is going to put the ring in his pocket. You see he does take a final glance at the markings and notices the same on the pendant.

It gives no benefits if you don't wear it.

I know that, and Davain knows that. Let him keep Rowan guessing.

You're gonna hurt Rowan's feelings.

As long as I'm not hurting Stewart's feelings I'm okay with that.

He turns to Stewart.

You were fine with how that interaction went down right. If not we can undo it. I don't want to sound like one of those guys but it's you know trying to be in character.

He's relieved when Stewart seems okay with it.

They have matching jewelry now! Oh Tre magnific it's beautiful.

Jay is obstensivly talking about the characters but mentally hes forming a plan for their players.

Stewart, could you text me more details about this ring and pendant of Rowan's. I know we discussed and balanced them mechanically, but I want to know what they look like.

visionarypriest-stewart

‘I’m not trying to bribe you, Davian. I can’t change your mind about how you feel about me, but I know my own mind. I know who I am and where I stand. You asked me to prove myself back in the tavern, so that’s what I’m doing.’

Stewart raises an eyebrow in character.

‘The last thing I want is for that ring to fall into the hands of the king. I’ll cut it from his hand if it does.’

Stewart watches David with intrigue. It was interesting how his character really doubled down and wouldn’t give in to trusting Rowan. Who knows, maybe they’ll never get along.

“It’s okay, I think it works for Davian.”

Stewart confirms and writes it all down in the notes. He just wanted to give something back for David getting the dice. But at least Davian has kept it for now. He looks up when Jay addresses him.

“Yeah sure, I’ll text you now.”

He gets his phone out and starts to type, keeping it hidden from prying eyes.

Text to Jay:

Hey, so the ring and pendant compliment each other. The pendant is a deep blue precious stone cased within a silver moon and star, the ring is the same stone, but with a constellation a leading to one bright star, the same star that’s on the moon pendent.They’re not exactly the same but they’re part of a set.

He glances at his other messages and notices Guy still hasn’t returned his last text. He tries to push it from his mind, it would be unhealthy to expect him to be around his phone all the time. And he’s clearly a busy person, he can’t just expect Guy to only have time for him.what he does see is a message from Greg, his grip tightens on the phone a little.

Text from Greg:

No coffee today then? Not like you to break a routine.

Well, at least his plan of getting there earlier worked to some degree. He just wishes he’d been a few minutes later. He turns the screen off and places the phone back in his pocket so he can go back to focusing on the game.

visionarypreist-david

The game carries on. David's phone probably weighing as heavy in his own pocket as the ring is in his character's. Constantly on the mind.

He knows S probably understands. Probably isn't even thinking about it since they're both at their own D&D games. They wrap up the session at a stopping point once the time reserved for the table needs it's end.

Good game. I really like how Rowan and Davian are bouncing off eachother.

David tells Stewart.

They are quite the highlight. Davian I'm not going to send you the ring of protection stat block until he decides to put it on. As to not influence your choice.

Shit is it like cursed!? Rowan passed on a cursed object thats diabolical.

It almost makes him want to have the character wear it more. Rowan who seemed like he really wanted to gain his reluctant party members trust and loyalty ultimately using it as a way to take him out or pawn off some cursed item is a really cool plot beat.

He didn't think someone like Stewart would have something like that planned. But it was only speculation. Although it also made him realize there was so much about Stewart he didn't know.

Especially when he begins to pack up and leave immediately without hanging around to chat like previous weeks. David pulls himself out of the group conversation, as Nick, Ross and Gill discuss what they could've done better in one of the fights and meets Stewart by the door.

Where you headed in such a rush tonight? Hot date?

He jokes.

I'll walk you to your car.

For safety. Totally not an excuse to talk to him more. But he won't stick around or take a ride. Stewart does seem like he has somewhere else to be.

visionarypriest-stewart

Stewart nods.

“Yeah, it’s an interesting interaction. I like their dynamic.”

He listens as he quietly packs away his things. He doesn’t pipe up to defend Rowan, partly because of spoilers, partly because all he wants to do is leave.

He could quite easily get in to the debate of ‘why would Rowan wear continue wearing the pendant of the ring was cursed too?’ But his heart is just not in it.

He feels so guilty. He wishes maybe he did just let his dice end his character. He could have bowed out Gray and not ruin their game with his stupid mood. He looks at Greg’s dice in the jail, unsure weather to pick them up or not and take them with him. And of course the dice remind him of previous sessions where his mood ruined the game for the table. But that was mostly because of what Greg had said, not because of who Stewart was crushing on.

And that’s another thing, he’d better head off before Greg find out where he’s parked. He quickly checks his phone to see another text from Greg and none from Guy.

That was okay. It was okay, Guy was busy.

Text from Greg:

Not in town today? You really have broken the habit. First no coffee, now no car. Not like you Stewart.

“Thanks guys that was a good game, have a good night, see you later.”

He smiles politely and heads out of the store. What he wasn’t expecting was for David to follow him. Why the hell would he follow him? He’s got someone. Maybe he needs a lift? It would be mean of him not to offer David a lift just because he was jealous.

Maybe David didn’t like his attitude at the table, or did want the money for the dice? Stewart glances around, glad that Greg’s not there. He smiles at David despite himself. He just can’t help it.

“Sorry, got a bit of a headache.”

He lies.

“Thanks…did you want to grab a lift? If no bother, I’m heading that way anyway?”

He says as he walks along with David.

“I’m parked a little further away, just so you know.”

For obvious reasons, well to him. He doesn’t want to bump in to Greg. And he doesn’t want David to have to deal with Greg either.

“You played really well tonight. Sorry about my cursed dice.”

visionarypreist-david

I'm good to take the bus, but I just wanted to make sure you didn't have anyone waiting out here for you again.

He didn't want to impose especially since Stewart wasn't feeling well. The headache made sense for why he didn't feel up to post game banter.

David doesn't complain about the further walk. If anything he's torn between impressed by the forethought and saddened that Stewart needed to plan for that. Inconvenience himself for his own safety when he should be able to just be safe.

Misbehaving dice aren't your fault it's some bad luck.

He shrugs.

Besides you played good- well where it counted, despite the dice. Roleplay, story and character stuff, like I'm super invested in where this ring thing will lead.

Bad rolls shouldn't ruin Stewart's night. Though maybe picking up someone else's dice to physically drop them in a dice jail was a tad overboard. Buying them a whole new set may be borderline especially without asking. He's pointedly not going to bring it up, already satisfied when Stewart put the dice in his bag and didn't try to offer them back. Not giving him the chance to do so now.

I liked your line about the king. They can probably find common ground with that, especially since Rowan's probably the first elf he's met who isn't a royalist.

He smiles.

Rowan challenges everything he's thinking. I hope Davian plays well into Rowan's arc too. Don't want it to be all one sided.

Once they get to Stewart's car David opens the driver door for him and he says one final thing to Stewart before shutting it.

I'll see you next week Stewart. Looking forward to it. Hope your head gets better.

Only after taking a few steps away does his wording catch up to him and he hopes Stewart understands he meant the headache.

On the bus David finally takes out his phone. He's left S until he could give him his full attention.

Guy: My game's just ended. How was yours? x

visionarypriest-stewart

“Well the offer is still there if you change your mind.”

Stewart smiles slightly as he keeps in pace with David he walks beside him. The scraping of doubt trickles in to the back of his mind. Last week David practically jumped in his car, this week…but the kind gesture was appreciated. He was glad he might not have had to face Greg alone.

“Thank you, that’s really kind. Sorry about my rolls tonight.”

David mentions the dice and how it wasn’t his fault. Stewart relaxes a little bit it’s still on his mind. His hand bumps over where his phone is in his pocket, he wonders if Guy has even seen the message.

He nods as David talks about the game, he still stays a little quiet though and he hates himself for it. He could at least be polite to David. Especially as David has gone out of his way for him. He internally berates himself and forces himself not to be an ass.

“I like how Davian is distrustful. He has no reason to trust or even like this new person that’s tagged along into the party.”

He’s half talking about himself, half talking about Rowan.

“It’ll be interesting to see if they might get along. If they have anything in common, yeah I agree. You never know they might just be too different though. I liked how stubborn Davian is. He’s not changing himself for anyone and that’s a good thing.”

Stewart hums softly and nods.

“I don’t think it’s one sided. I’m still learning about the characters and the story. And Rowan, it was an ad hock character, there’s no real thought. Whine it, just quick mock up.”

When they get to the car Stewart visibly relaxes when there’s no one waiting for him. His shoulders drop and he’s holding in far less tension now. He getting to the car and before he can offer the lift again the door is closed. That’s a definite no then. Whoever this mystery man is, he must mean a lot to David.

“See you around, have a safe journey back.”

Before he can comment on how he hasn’t had any complaints, he stops himself David’s with someone now that would t be appropriate. He makes his way home.

When he gets in, he kicks off his shoes, throws his keys on the table and makes his way to his room, he changes into some more comfortable clothes and flops dramatically on to the bed. He takes a moment to pause and realises he actually does have a headache now. He takes some painkillers lays back down.

He can feel his eyes drifting close just as his phone buzzes. He freezes before daring to look at it. He’s relived once more to find that it’s not Greg, but Guy who has messaged him.

Text to Guy: Hey, I just got home too, it could have been better, how was your game? ❤️ x

visionarypreist-david

Guy: Combat heavy

Guy: Someone else's character nearly died but like not in a fun way. That would've made it worse, but I get what you mean.

David pauses, glances up to check where he's at so he doesn't get lost in the conversation and miss his stop by mistake. Two away.

Guy: Bet I could've made your game better 😏

He lightly flirts, sensing S's mood is down after a rough session and trying to gauge if he's open to a way to fix that.

As David gets off the bus Dorris, the driver, speaks to him.

"You didn't take this route last week. Hope you made it home. I had a little fright because I know you were at your dragon game"

Oh yeah I rode with a friend.

"Well why not ride with him again then? I know you're not a bad passenger so he couldn't have been annoyed with you"

I- I kinda didn't ask the first time. Just got in his car. So I don't want to make him feel obligated.

"You kids and your-"

But he's shuffled off the bus by the crowd which doesn't like to wait for him to have a proper conversation with Dorris.

On the short walk home David plans out his next steps on this conversation thread with S. The other man seemed receptive to the idea.

Once he got through the door he laid across the couch and began typing.

Guy: You set the scene. Worst part of the night and session, but imagine in right there with you. Tell me what happens and I'll tell you how I respond.

Hes shocked by the scene that's set.

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