"Money doesn't buy me. Real love and trust does." | One-on-One | Male/Male Romance | Closed!

( Hey there! I've got something new I'd like to try. In this roleplay, I'd love to try a scenario like, "Guy tries to buy his crush off with gifts and luxury, but his crush would prefer honest and true love." It's extremely vague, but whatever we end up doing, I hope it has this kind of scheme. )

( I'd like a character description from you if you'd like to join this one! I'm really okay with the simple kind. And please, remember these rules, while roleplaying. )

1. Fluff/Lime things are allowed to be kept here. Move Lemon/Smut things to the inbox.
2. Cursing is allowed here. You can be explicit as you'd like, in this roleplay.
3. Please, no one-liners. Three lines at least, unless you really can't think of what to say.

( That's all! Thanks for reading, I hope we get some good results from this one! )

(May I do this with you?)

( Of course! Gee, I'm astounded by how fast you appeared! )

(I was already scrolling and I saw it and it sounds like something that I had been personally thinking about for a RP, so I thought I'd give it a shot. Plus, bonus of possible new friend? grins)

( Yes, yes. Friends~. So, I've got to go at sometime due to class changes, but after I'm silent, I'll return in an hour. I hate class changes, haha. )

(I'm here all morning and possibly in the after noon, but I'm not certain. Which male role would you like to control?)

( I'd like to be the one who prefers honesty and truth, if that's okay. And it's great to see that you'll be here- )

(No problem, I guess I'll be the rich guy. Ages?)

( Maybe 23 and 21. You can choose either, or suggest your own preference that's nearby. )

(I like the age of 23. Do you want character profiles?)

( 21's good for me, then. I'd like a profile, however my character's not got one I could use, yet. I'll write one- )

(Ok)

( So basically this. A white haired, pastel pink eyed male. Literally stands for justice and righteousness way too much. Wears a high-collared, super long sleeved coat. He's always got a resting smirk on his face, even though he's too kind to want to retort to anyone. )

(Name?)

( Sorrel. Sorrel David Takane. )

(I'll be back, I need to switch computers, then I'll post my character.)

( Alright! Sorry I'm so new at this, I'm good at roleplaying, just unused to the forum- )

(What website do you usually RP on?

Name: Amory Raven Gravenport
Age: 23
Sexuality: Bi
Appearance: 6' 3", broad-shouldered, lean but muscular, light skin, Dark brown hair in a longer crew cut, dark green eyes.
Personality: reserved, cautious, a bit of a flirt when he takes interest, and can come across as snotty before you get to know him.
Style: business like, as he has to be most times, but when he can relax, he likes more of a leather jacket, t-shirt, and jeans kind of look.
Quirks: will literally growl when he's upset, and fiddles with his cuffs or cufflinks a lot when on edge.
Fears: getting hurt emotionally, leading him to be stand-off-ish and often mistaken for a playboy.
Other: runs a large real estate business that he earns millions on and also earns money on his social media accounts.
Hobbies: He's trying (and failing) at writing a novel.

I gtg. I won't be here tomorrow, I'm sorry about that, but I'll come back when I can.)

( It's normally verbal roleplay, or Instagram based roleplays, but I haven't done either in a while. Also, it's alright! No worries! )

( Also, he's really precious, I love him- )

(Thx! I like your guy as well. I'm gonna let you start the RP, since you're the instigator.)

( Sounds sweet. )

Sorrel yawned softly, glancing at Amory. He had been observing him for a little bit, from a comfy chair in the room they were in. His eyes sparkled a little bit, not because of lust, but due to the light. "You know, you're really something." He muttered, as he got up and walked over towards him.

( I guess they're both in a room and they already know each-other a little bit, if that's alright. )

Amory looked over at Sorrel with an eyebrow raised. "Mmm? How so?" He was at his desk, sorting out some paperwork, a bundle of papers bound with a rubber band, face-down that he had going to attend to during his lunch before Sorrel unexpectedly dropped in. "By the way, you never said why you were here. Care to explain yet?'

"It's complicated, see. You're too much of a distraction." Sorrel complained. He moved even closer to Amory, leaning on a desk that was beside his. "You have this way of just, I don't know, messing me up." Sorrel said. His tone went into something monotone, too simple. He eyed Amory, trying to figure out why he distracted him so much.

Amory raised his other eyebrow and set his papers down, standing up and coming around the desk and stood close to the other, looking down at him and breathing, "Distracting how?" he purred.

Sorrel placed a hand on the table, seemingly flattening himself. "You being alive is a distraction." He pouted. He felt his heart beat a little faster, and his breath slowed down. "Every. Single. Movement." He stated. "Every word, every glance, I swear you're just a problem for me-" He added, his tone lightening up a bit. His cheeks slightly felt warmer, he could tell he was blushing. "Whelp, you've killed yourself." He thought, as he bit his lip.

Amory placed his hands on either side of the table and then in, his eyes half-lidded with mild amusement. "And how are we going to fix this? I cannot simply stop living as that would throw many things into chaos, so~… How do we fix this… Sorrel?" He rarely used Sorrel's first name. He was unblushing, his face just mildly amused. He truly was a stone-cold bitch… Or was he?

(gtg, I'll be back later.)

Sorrel seemed to raise himself, with a soft growl. "I have an idea," he began, softly. "But I'm not sure what would happen if I shared it." He said, more softly. He let his guard down then, as he noticed the use of his own name. "Y-You-" He stuttered, on accident. "You could make your presence more… pleasing…" He said, smirking slightly. "What am I doing?!" His mind cried, before being forced to be silent.

( Also it's fine, no worries! )

Amory tilted his head and hummed, his hand lifting to gently brush the other's waist. "And how should I manage to make my presence… pleasing, hmm?" His breath was hot on Sorrel's cheek, his face extremely close, almost threatening but also, somehow… seductive… 'This is quite entertaining… he's rather… cute. This is unusual, I don't usually notice things like this.'