[M4F][Sub4Dom][Detailed]
Attending an anime convention for the first time, I show up in a safe, generic cosplay โ recognizable enough to blend in, but not bold enough to demand attention. I weave shyly through the crowded aisles, surrounded by flashing cameras, towering banners, and confident cosplayers who seem completely at home in their skin. Then I see you. Youโre cosplaying one of my favorite characters โ the kind known for their dominant, commanding presence โ and you donโt just walk through the convention hall, you own it. Every step is deliberate, every glance controlled, your confidence almost theatrical in how naturally it radiates. When your eyes land on me, lingering just long enough to make my stomach tighten, I realize how small and transparent I must seem in comparison. I try to stand a little taller, to prove Iโm not just some timid guy hiding behind a costume, but the closer you get, the clearer it becomes that youโve already read me completely. Instead of me taking the initiative, you subtly steer the interaction, your voice steady, teasing, and assured โ and standing there beneath your gaze, in the middle of the bustling convention, Iโm left wondering if I came here to reinvent myselfโฆ or if I just stepped straight into a dynamic where you were always meant to take control.
(Looking for a 70/30 story/smut ratio! Bonus points if you're a foot dom!)
Password: cosplay
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