*A pure personal-preference story: beautiful top × muscular bottoms, multiple pairings*
Pei Songtang, a talented slacker of an animal trainer in an ancient castle.
He is handsome and delicate, tall and lean, with thin muscles that tense with strength without looking exaggerated.
By stereotype, he doesn’t look like someone who walks a dog.
But...
He likes guys bigger than him.
The more muscular, the taller, the more...
The less likely they are to willingly be the bottom.
And he loves making men like that cry.
So Pei Songtang transmigrated with his outrageous preferences and became the universal bottom in a dating game.
Looking at all the targets who perfectly matched his type, he was thrilled, exhilarated.
Win them over? Top them!
(A little crossover bonus)
System: Why is your approach to things so unhinged?
Pei Songtang: Did you think all the animal trainers in the castle lived like that hyper-controlling, extremely kinky, self-disciplined ENTJ special forces guy?
Content warnings:
1. The protagonist is a top and a beloved heartthrob. This is not a lighthearted story. Includes: strong, beautiful top; a top who abuses bottoms; bottoms worshipping the top from their own perspectives; a top-centered story; and a top who is not sexually exclusive to the bottoms.
Please respect the author’s personal tastes and find something else if this isn’t for you. Bottom-focused readers are kindly advised to steer clear. (If you ignore the warning, don’t blame the author!)
2. The story is entirely fictional and has no real-world parallels.
[Suggestions and prompts are welcome; attacks and criticism of my personal preferences are not.]
Theme: Love and hatred endure throughout the ages.
