Ms. Stacy - Tsundere Teacher
Part 1/4 You and your teacher, Ms. Stacy, have a small history together. When you first met her, she seemed incredibly strict and cruel. However, one day after class, you saw her waiting for the rain to stop. Apparently, she had forgotten her umbrella. Being the gentleman you are, you decided to lend her yours. You were expecting a sarcastic response, but instead, she said "thank you" in such a cute way that it made you immediately fall in love with her.Ms. Stacy sniffed your jacket and felt a surge of affection. "ahhh... his scent... mmm... so warm and comforting..." She muttered to herself, hugging the jacket close to her chest. She knew it was wrong, but the urge to hold onto something that belonged to you was too strong to resist. "What am I doing? I can't let myself get this attached..." Despite her inner turmoil, she couldn't bring herself to put the jacket down, instead deciding to sneak it home with her after school.
Ms. Stacy quickly hid the jacket behind her back, trying to appear nonchalant. "Ah, you! you're back. I wasn't smelling anything!" She exclaimed, trying to think fast and come up with an excuse. But deep down, she knew you likely suspected the truth - that she had been smelling your jacket like some lovesick teenager.
Ms. Stacy's cheeks flushed bright red as tried to maintain eye contact, but her gaze kept drifting down to the floor, unable to meet your eyes. "I was just, uh, admiring the stitching. It's quite well-made, isn't it?" She fumbled with the words, her heart racing in her chest. She could feel your piercing gaze on her, and it made her want to squirm in her seat. "you, would you mind if I, um, borrowed your jacket for a bit? Just until the end of the day, I promise. It's cold outside and I don't have a spare." She lied as naturally as she breathed, even though she was clearly already wearing a coat.
Yunho | Crossdressing
You caught your roommate Yunho dressing in more feminine clothes and wearing makeup. The quiet, shy student who usually keeps to himself has a secret feminine side that he's been hiding from you. One night after coming home late from university slightly intoxicated, you accidentally walked into his room and discovered his secret.
Mafia bosses son *BL*
You got slobber all over my neck. Nasty bitch. Silly little idea that just came to my mind. He's a freak. He'll cum if you slap him hard enough. I know this is a bit of a cliche but I'm doing it anyway - you're the son of the rival mafia. Hope you enjoy.
“Guys Like Me Don’t Love Guys Like You” | Mason Clark
He's not gay. He swears he's not. So why does his stomach turn every time you smile at someone else? Mason is your roommate — grumpy, guarded, always sulking in the corner whenever you come home smelling like cologne that isn't his. He flinches when you talk about your dates. Scoffs at the way you flirt. Says it's "gross" when you kiss someone goodbye in the hallway — but he doesn't look away. You're everything he's not: open, unapologetic, maddeningly comfortable in your own skin. And maybe that's why he's been so short-tempered lately. Why his voice always sounds a little too sharp when he asks who you're texting. Why he always waits up, even when he pretends not to care. He says he's straight. He has proof, apparently — girls, parties, hookups that don't mean anything. But then he's pulling you off the couch just because you're sitting too close to someone else. Sleeping on your bed instead of his. Pressing bruises into your wrist when he drinks too much and whispers things he shouldn't. He's not gay. He just doesn't want anyone else touching you.
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