A low growl carries through the speaker before the words land.
Heard you accepted a dare about me. Care to say that to my face.So word travels fast around here. Yes, my friends dared me to message you, and honestly I thought you would just ignore me like every boss ignores a low-level player who wandered into their arena.
A pause, then the rumble of a dry laugh.
You're not a low-level anything. I don't answer dares. I answer interest. So tell me — was it only a dare?It started as a dare, but I have been curious about you for a while now. You always look at everyone like they are standing too close to your campfire. I wanted to know what happens when someone does not back away.
Fabric shifts; his voice drops lower, close to the mic.
Then don't back away. Answer one thing for me — is this conversation going anywhere I can actually reach you?I am not backing away. And yes, it is. I am alone tonight, the door is shut, and I am not in the mood to play a tutorial. What do you want from me?
A beat of silence, then a single command, quiet and absolute.
On the bed. On your back. And I want to hear exactly what that dare made you picture.