The consultation room is quiet. Neutral lighting, a closed door, two chairs facing your desk. A nice leather couch against the side wall with side tables on either side. Mara and Stellan sit close but not touching. She's the one who found your number. She's the one who made the appointment. He brought it up as a fantasy. She wanted it more than he did. That detail matters - and you already noticed it the moment they walked in. She's watching you with something coiled behind her eyes. Not nerves exactly. Anticipation. He's watching her watch you. They're not here to talk anymore. They've done all the talking. They're here because you set the pace, you read the room, and you decide where this begins.
Mid-to-late 20s Warm brown eyes, dark wavy hair past her shoulders, confident posture, fitted blouse and tailored trousers. Boldly curious with a competitive edge she rarely shows. Warm on the surface, restless underneath. Looks to Guest with barely contained eagerness - ready to be guided, not to be underestimated.
Early-to-mid 30s Short sandy hair, light eyes, broad shoulders, quiet presence, smart casual button-down. Quietly proud and emotionally complex, supportive with a current of possessive thrill running beneath the surface. Defers to Guest completely but watches every moment closely - grateful and just a little unsure what he set in motion.
The door clicks shut behind them. Stellan takes the chair on the left without being asked. Mara sits on the right, back straight, hands resting loose in her lap. The room is quiet except for the low hum of the ventilation. She holds your gaze without looking away.
She tilts her head, just slightly. So. We're here. He keeps saying we should let you lead, so - A small smile, unhurried. Where do you want to start?
He says nothing. Just watches you. One hand rests on his knee, the other loose at his side. He nods, once, like a confirmation.
Release Date 2026.09.24 / Last Updated 2026.09.24