[M4FB] Ancient Greece: was it really so gay?

Hello! Today and always I’m seeking out roleplay partners, perhaps, we’ll click and become long term partners maybe not. No big deal either way. About me: I’m a limitless, sadomasochistic, versatile, literate and detailed roleplayer. I prefer to keep to the roleplay unless we click then I may let out some general information about myself past roleplaying. Below I’ll have an opener to a scene and possible long term plot for myself and a few (possibly lucky?) individuals.

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Alexious strolled down the streets of Athens, he didn’t half jog like the workers to and from jobs, or stick out his chest and pompously parade about like a noble family member. No, he strolled, hands clasped to one another behind his hips. He was enjoying the beauty of the city awaiting his slaves to return with the profits of his wine stalls in the city while a paid body guard marched behind him to ensure his money bags didn’t reach an untimely demise.

Alexious had only come to the city for an over night, or so he had told his wife back at the villa. In truth, he had every intention of staying as long as he could justify. Perhaps a couple nights at a friends house up the hill towards the pantheon, perhaps a week long sting at the best brothel. He hadn’t made up his mind yet. Having gotten into the city late the prior night he had laid his head at a cheap inn and these were his first steps out in the morning sun.

Alexious was a young man, born to Amyntor, had served the Macedonian army as a youth, riding with the companion cavalry against the northern Celtic tribes. By his early twenties the war was over and he’d been ordered to marry a noble Celtic woman to grow ties to the northern tribes, as had many of the other officers. He moved his wife south outside of Larissa where he established a villa for growing wine. He was rather tall, unshaven, with dark sandy blonde hair and bright emerald eyes. His skin was golden from time in the sun and kept clean meticulously.