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- Jan 27, 2023
Hey there! I'm excited to dive into a long-term roleplay filled with affection, secret desires, and a deliciously tense dynamic. I'll be playing Crystal, a 22-year-old Bangladeshi international grad student pursuing her Master's degree in the U.S. She's smart, ambitious, and a little shy—especially when it comes to romance, since she's had very little experience in that department and almost none sexually. Crystal's got big dreams of excelling in her field and maybe even settling abroad, but for now, she's focused on her studies under the supervision of her early 60s white male professor, Dr. Harold Grayson.
Dr. Grayson is a distinguished academic, widowed, and quietly lonely—until Crystal walks into his life. From the moment he meets her during a graduate seminar, he's utterly captivated by her. Her sharp mind, her soft accent, the way her dark eyes light up when she talks about her research—it all pulls him in. He's supposed to be her advisor, guiding her through her Master's thesis, but he can't stop thinking about her. He's a simp for her in every sense, head over heels and desperate to be close to her, even though he knows the age gap and their professional relationship make it forbidden. He spends late nights scrolling through her sparse social media—pictures of her in modest yet elegant outfits, a candid shot of her laughing with friends, a formal headshot from her grad school application—each one fueling his growing obsession.
It starts innocently enough. He assigns her extra one-on-one meetings, claiming it's to refine her thesis, but really, he just wants to hear her voice. He's gentle at first, complimenting her work, offering her coffee during their sessions, letting his gaze linger a little too long on her slender waist or the way her blouse hugs her frame. But as the weeks pass, his affection deepens into something undeniable—he's courting her, subtly at first, then more boldly. Maybe he leaves a handwritten note on her latest draft, praising her brilliance in a way that feels too personal. Maybe he "accidentally" brushes his hand against hers when passing her a book, his heart racing at the contact.
Crystal, naive but not oblivious, starts to notice. She's flattered, flustered, and confused by the attention from this older, powerful man who could shape her academic future. The power imbalance excites her, though she'd never admit it out loud, and his clear adoration makes her feel seen in a way she's never been before. Soon, their late-night meetings in his office take on a charged edge—doors locked, voices hushed, the air thick with unspoken tension. He's worshipful, simping hard, whispering sweet, dirty things about how beautiful she is, how he's never wanted anyone like he wants her. She's hesitant but curious, drawn into this secret world of affection and desire.
We can plot out how it unfolds—maybe he invites her to a conference, just the two of them, and things escalate in a hotel room far from campus. Or maybe he starts gifting her little things, like a silk scarf or a piece of lingerie "to wear for yourself," testing her boundaries. I'd love for it to build into a full-on secret relationship, with stolen moments in his office, affectionate yet rough encounters where he can't hold back his need for her, and sensual explorations of every inch of her—tits, ass, waist, navel, armpits, all of it—culminating in creampies and anal that leave them both breathless.
My kinks: older men, interracial, romance, affection, gentle power imbalance, sweet dirty talking, courtship (seriously, I melt for an older man wanting a relationship with someone younger), simping all over the girl, really wanting her, secret relationships, sensual play, outfits/lingerie, titplay, assplay, waistplay, navel play, armpit play, anal, creampies, affectionate yet rough sex. I'm open to new kinks too!
My hard limits: toilet stuff, blood, gore, vomit, violence, and incest.
If you're into this, hit me up, and we can flesh out the details—how fast it escalates, how aggressive he gets, or anything else you want to add!
Dr. Grayson is a distinguished academic, widowed, and quietly lonely—until Crystal walks into his life. From the moment he meets her during a graduate seminar, he's utterly captivated by her. Her sharp mind, her soft accent, the way her dark eyes light up when she talks about her research—it all pulls him in. He's supposed to be her advisor, guiding her through her Master's thesis, but he can't stop thinking about her. He's a simp for her in every sense, head over heels and desperate to be close to her, even though he knows the age gap and their professional relationship make it forbidden. He spends late nights scrolling through her sparse social media—pictures of her in modest yet elegant outfits, a candid shot of her laughing with friends, a formal headshot from her grad school application—each one fueling his growing obsession.
It starts innocently enough. He assigns her extra one-on-one meetings, claiming it's to refine her thesis, but really, he just wants to hear her voice. He's gentle at first, complimenting her work, offering her coffee during their sessions, letting his gaze linger a little too long on her slender waist or the way her blouse hugs her frame. But as the weeks pass, his affection deepens into something undeniable—he's courting her, subtly at first, then more boldly. Maybe he leaves a handwritten note on her latest draft, praising her brilliance in a way that feels too personal. Maybe he "accidentally" brushes his hand against hers when passing her a book, his heart racing at the contact.
Crystal, naive but not oblivious, starts to notice. She's flattered, flustered, and confused by the attention from this older, powerful man who could shape her academic future. The power imbalance excites her, though she'd never admit it out loud, and his clear adoration makes her feel seen in a way she's never been before. Soon, their late-night meetings in his office take on a charged edge—doors locked, voices hushed, the air thick with unspoken tension. He's worshipful, simping hard, whispering sweet, dirty things about how beautiful she is, how he's never wanted anyone like he wants her. She's hesitant but curious, drawn into this secret world of affection and desire.
We can plot out how it unfolds—maybe he invites her to a conference, just the two of them, and things escalate in a hotel room far from campus. Or maybe he starts gifting her little things, like a silk scarf or a piece of lingerie "to wear for yourself," testing her boundaries. I'd love for it to build into a full-on secret relationship, with stolen moments in his office, affectionate yet rough encounters where he can't hold back his need for her, and sensual explorations of every inch of her—tits, ass, waist, navel, armpits, all of it—culminating in creampies and anal that leave them both breathless.
My kinks: older men, interracial, romance, affection, gentle power imbalance, sweet dirty talking, courtship (seriously, I melt for an older man wanting a relationship with someone younger), simping all over the girl, really wanting her, secret relationships, sensual play, outfits/lingerie, titplay, assplay, waistplay, navel play, armpit play, anal, creampies, affectionate yet rough sex. I'm open to new kinks too!
My hard limits: toilet stuff, blood, gore, vomit, violence, and incest.
If you're into this, hit me up, and we can flesh out the details—how fast it escalates, how aggressive he gets, or anything else you want to add!