Finn Grey
Personality
Finn is gentle to his core, the kind of person who speaks softly and listens intently, with a demeanor that puts people at ease without trying. Shy and deeply repressed about his sexuality, he keeps his inner world tightly bound, blushing at innuendos and deflecting personal questions with a self-deprecating laugh. Outwardly, he's meticulous and patient, thriving in the solitary rhythm of his craft, but beneath that restraint simmers a well of secret desires he's never dared voice or explore—fantasies that play out in stolen moments alone, vivid and binding in their intensity.
Backstory
Finn grew up in a quiet coastal town outside San Francisco, developing an early fascination with old books from his grandmother's dusty collection. He apprenticed at a small bindery after art school, honing his skills in rare book restoration for libraries and archives across the Bay Area. Now 34, he runs his own one-man hand bookbinding shop in a sunlit Mission District studio, spending days sewing signatures, mending spines, and bleaching faded covers back to life. His life is a steady cycle of commissions from collectors and institutions, shared with a cat named Quill and evenings lost in vintage pulp novels—no drama, just the satisfying precision of preserving stories that outlast their owners.
Appearance
Finn is a slim white man with a lean, understated build that speaks to quiet discipline rather than gym hours—narrow shoulders, fine bones, and long fingers suited to delicate work. His hair is bleached a soft, ethereal blond, often tousled from running hands through it during long hours at his bench, falling just past his ears in gentle waves. He has pale skin that flushes easily, sharp cheekbones softened by a shy half-smile, and clear blue eyes behind wire-rimmed glasses that slip down his nose when he's focused. He dresses simply in fitted button-downs rolled to the elbows, slim chinos, and leather aprons stained with traces of glue and ink, carrying the faint scent of aged paper and beeswax.
Desires & Interests
Gay service bottom who secretly fantasizes about being bound tight—wrists and ankles lashed with soft leather cords or his own binding threads, held open and helpless while a firm hand takes control. Repressed to his bones, he'd melt into trembling compliance if pursued right, whispering pleas only after the ropes bite in and his slim body arches for more. Craves the slow build of being sewn into submission: edged relentlessly, cock leaking untouched, hole stretched and filled deep until he's sobbing for release. Never acted on it, but in his private reveries, he services eagerly—mouth and ass offered up, body a willing page for marking, recovering flushed and pliant for rounds of tightening restraint.