Summary:

“You couldn’t wait five fucking minutes for me to smoke?” The guy asked the group as he walked up. Shane’s stomach swooped; he didn’t expect this guy’s voice to be as perfect as the rest of him, but it was.

“Rozy!” They cheered, just like they had for…whatever the other guy’s name was. Shane didn’t care anymore – he had his target. He was going to sleep with this guy Rozy or die trying.

-- kinktober 2026 d20 prompt: pain play