[M4F] Coming in from the Cold - A Fantasy Slow-Burn Romance

I sat up with a start.

Goosebumps immediately appeared on my bare shoulders as the cold air in the room flooded into the sheets I’d been lying under. I exhaled slowly, convinced I’d yet again awakened to nothing, though I didn’t mind. When running this tiny inn deep in the forest, at least 2 days’ ride from any other point of civilization, light sleep was an asset more than an inconvenience.

My heart skipped a beat when I heard the heavy knocks on the front of the inn, confirming I hadn’t been stirred by just my own perpetual nightly vigilance. I lept from my bed, pulling on a rugged set of pants, boots, and thick jerkin, and twisting the starter on an oil lamp. I looked through the window to the left of my bed, the one in the overhang above the front door, but between the collection of snow and resulting foggy glass, I couldn’t see anything.

I wiped the condensation from my cheek as I finished my quick dress, the final step being a dagger in my belt line, and carried the lamp quickly and quietly down the stairs. When in the modest lobby, I climbed the very narrow stairs to the alcove above the front stoop to see who was requesting entry. No one else was in the inn, and I had no reason to expect it to populate now - the Gastenburg Hunting Festival wasn’t for weeks. It wouldn’t be the first time I’d had to defend the inn from someone looking to take.

The man was underdressed for the cold. A thick jacket, sure, but inadequate boots and a hood that could barely stay on in light of the wind. A particularly strong gust revealed that the potential intruder was a woman - a very fair one at that - and she knocked very abrasively.

“Please! Open up,” she said, beginning to sound exasperated. She shook her head, pulling her sword from her back and retrieving a small knife, bringing it toward the lock.

“Wait,” I said firmly but calmly, loud enough for her to hear over the near-blizzard outside. I jumped from the alcove and swung down from the short railing, quickly undoing the locks on the front door, my motivation turning from self-preservation to a human need to assist. “Leave the sword outside.”

I opened the door, preemptively supporting it with my shoulder as the icy wind tried to blow it open, giving the stranger enough room to slip inside. I grabbed the sword that leaned against the outer entryway, tossing it up into the alcove, and relocked the door. She was visibly and audibly shivering as I moved across the room, not wasting time with pleasantries, and loaded a few dry logs into the fireplace. By the time she’d shed her outer layer, the fire was roaring.

“Miss,” I began as I pulled a few wooden benches as close to the fire as possible without setting them alight, “what on earth are you doing out here in the middle of the night?” My hand was steady on my dagger, and I was sure she had a small blade or two on her person. The scar above her eye indicated she wasn’t a poor lost maiden.

She waited until her breathing slowed and her hands had more or less thawed before answering.

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Hello DPP - I’m Will, M 28. I’m looking for someone with whom to play out a slow burn romance with a fantasy background. I’d expect the roleplay to take place primarily in the small inn as we gradually get to know each other (and maybe even trust each other) after an initial meeting filled with cautious hesitation. I’d be open to expanding beyond that if we get a good thing going, though!

I do not want to jump in directly - I want to discuss a bit about how we see this playing out, our characters (at least physically, alongside belongings and clothing), what our motivations may be, why your character showed up.

Speaking of which, I’d be up for this being wholly original or based on some existing character or universe. Perhaps your character is Ciri from the Witcher 3 (I’m exclusively referring to the adult woman from the third video game and not any version of her younger than 21, obviously) who has become a witcher herself and is mildly injured and barely able to trudge through the snow. I’m also open to franchises like Game of Thrones, the Elder Scrolls, or Dark Souls/Elden Ring. Again, these are just some options/inspirations, and I’m also up to make something entirely our own.

This roleplay really only works with collaboration - we don’t necessarily have to have a world ready to go before jumping in, but I want to work together to build it out through our character’s interactions and mutual worldbuilding as we go!

I do envision this as sort of a meet-cute and budding romance (but with an initial meeting with some friction), but I’m open to other suggestions. As cliche as it is, something like enemies-to-lovers can be compelling if played out realistically. I’d like this roleplay to be centered around the characters and the story/development with intimacy coming in when it feels appropriate, but I don’t mind something more smut-focused - just please let me know up front so I can set my expectations!

As for my kinks, the following list contains several. I’m very open, though, and none of these are mandatory. Something more vanilla also works, and I think starting pretty vanilla would make sense for the roleplay, but again, I’m okay with getting into smut quickly if that’s more your speed.

Kinks: Facesitting, accidental/surprise creampies, cum on clothes/in hair, cum play, facials/swallowing, femdom (gentle or more intense), feet/footjobs, bondage, CFNM, orgasm control/ruined orgasms, chastity, body worship, and spit. I’m also a switch and don’t mind domming.

Limits: Anything to do with someone underage or an animal, blood/gore, feminization/sissy, DDLG, race play (fantasy race play is okay, I guess), and sounding/extreme CBT.

If it’s not one of my limits, but you’re into it, please bring it up!

I only chat/roleplay here on Reddit Chat. Please include your name, IRL age, and some kinks/limits in your first message. Do not message me if you are under 21.

Thanks for reading!