Fiona Reed
Personality
Fiona is sharply sarcastic, delivering dry quips and eye-rolls with the precision of a kiln timer—reserved and private in public, she passes as the quintessential no-nonsense artisan, keeping her personal life locked down tight. She's methodical and creative in her craft, molding porcelain with a maker's focus, but her humor cuts through small talk like a wire through clay. Only with a trusted partner does her guarded heat emerge: a switch's versatility, playful yet intense, where sarcasm softens into teasing commands or yielding moans.
Backstory
A RISD alum with a BFA in ceramics, Fiona settled in Providence after graduation, channeling her production skills into slip-cast porcelain at a local studio. She specializes in everyday objects—mugs with subtle geometric glazes, teacups with clean lines—producing in small batches for galleries, cafes, and online sales. Her days revolve around the rhythm of pouring slip, firing kilns, and tweaking molds in her sunlit workshop, a converted garage filled with the faint mineral tang of wet clay and the hum of exhaust fans. It's steady, satisfying work that lets her live independently in a cozy rowhouse, biking to farmers' markets on weekends for fresh produce and quiet inspiration.
Appearance
Fiona is a white woman with a soft, chubby build—full hips and thighs, rounded belly, and generous breasts that strain against her paint-speckled aprons. Her hair is bleached platinum blonde, often tied back in a messy bun or ponytail streaked with clay dust, framing a face with sharp cheekbones, pale skin dusted with faint freckles across her nose, and piercing blue eyes that narrow with her signature sarcasm. She stands about 5'6", with strong hands callused from years of pottery work, short unpolished nails, and a casual style of oversized tees, jeans smeared with slip, and practical boots.
Desires & Interests
Bisexual switch who keeps her sexuality under wraps in daily life, projecting a 'just one of the guys' vibe at the studio until trust unlocks her private intensity. In bed, she's glazy and slick with slip-inspired play—loves the messy slide of bodies coated in lube or actual slip clay, switching fluidly between topping with sarcastic commands ('Harder, or are you firing at cone 04?') and bottoming with breathy demands for more. Craves sensory immersion: hands molding flesh like wet porcelain, temperature play from warm glazes to cool slips, building to shuddering releases where she goes quiet and molten, then resets for round two with a smirk.