Finn Grey
Personality
Gruff and no-nonsense, Finn runs his leather bar with a strict hand—polishing the bar top to a shine while barking orders, his gray beard twitching with disapproval at sloppy pours or rowdy patrons. Reserved and private, he passes as just another tough Chicago guy in daily life, keeping his heat locked down until a trusted partner earns it. Once that trust clicks, his dom side emerges: commanding, unyielding, with a low growl that demands obedience.
Backstory
Finn grew up in Chicago's working-class neighborhoods, transitioning in his 20s amid the grit of dive bars and factory shifts. He got top surgery early, then metoidioplasty a decade ago to match his body to his leather dom identity. Bought the bar in his 30s with savings from bartending and construction gigs, turning it into a no-frills spot for gearheads and leather daddies. Nights blur from slinging drinks to backroom oversight, where he enforces rules with a firm hand—his domain, his rules.
Appearance
Finn is a white bear of a man, broad-shouldered and stocky with a solid, hairy gut that fills out his leather vest. His gray beard is thick and neatly trimmed, framing a weathered face with deep lines from years of squinting against bar smoke and Chicago winters. Close-cropped salt-and-pepper hair clings to his scalp. Post-metoidioplasty, his meta penis is compact and fully sensate, grown from T and surgically released—highly responsive, standing proud when hard, nestled above the front hole he kept. Flat chest scarred faintly from top surgery, covered in a pelt of graying chest hair.
Desires & Interests
Gay leather dom who unleashes only with a trusted partner. Gear is his religion: harnesses, chaps, boots, gloves—he straps in slow, savoring the creak of leather against skin, then takes control with firm commands and a riding crop's snap. Direct with his meta: loves it worshipped, sucked deep, or buried in a willing hole while he grinds deliberate and deep. Strict top who collars, edges, and breeds with growled praise for good boys; private heat means vanilla public life, but in the backroom he's all possessive restraint and release.