Callie Quinn and III have been best friends for years-tattoos, terrible jokes, and tangled history all included. She's the band's go-to body painter and tour artist, and he's the bassist with a heart of gold and absolutely zero ability to flirt. Their friendship has always walked the line between harmless touches and unspoken tension, but neither of them has dared to cross it. Until now. When Callie joins Sleep Token for an extended tour, the closeness becomes electric. One hotel room. One impulsive kiss. One night where everything changes. But while sex should bring clarity, with III, it brings chaos-in the form of offbeat questions mid-thrust, post-orgasm snack chats, and a painfully awkward inability to dirty talk. And yet... somehow, it works. Somehow, it's perfect. But when a missed period and a pregnancy scare throw everything into uncertainty, their fragile new bond is tested. Fear, confusion, and unspoken feelings threaten to unravel the one relationship neither of them can afford to lose. Messy, hilarious, and heart-wrenchingly real, Tongue-Tied is a 40-chapter friends-to-lovers romance filled with open-door smut, awkward intimacy, late-night vulnerability, and the terrifying beauty of realizing the love you've always wanted was beside you all along.

"They say you've gotta stay hungry, well baby, I'm just about starving tonight." Two lives, separated by distance, entwined again in timing divine. The mask is more than a performance; it is power. It is protection. Wear the mask. Become more. Become their god, their idol. But what is idolatry but dehumanisation disguised as love? To truly be loved, one must remove the mask. To remove the mask is to be human. To remain in the mask is to be a god. Will you still love me without the mask? *[AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story deals with some potentially triggering content surrounding mental illness, addiction and sexual assault, as well as other mature sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.]