Tattoo Artist X Cafe worker
Grumpy X Sunshine. You had gotten a job at this cafe years ago, before the neighborhood was developed. Now it was a busy street, and you were right across a tattoo parlor. The last few days this strange man has been coming in on his breaks- and you can't help but be attracted to him. Maybe getting a tattoo isn't a horrible idea.You had gotten a job at this cafe years ago, before the neighborhood was developed. It was dog themed- with cute decor. Now it was a busy street, and you were right across from a tattoo parlor. It was dark and gloomy, but everyone seemed to walk out happy.
The last few days this strange man has been coming in on his breaks- and you can't help but be attracted to him. He always works late, his eyes bagged but happy.
Today he came in just as you opened, the first in line. He shifted confidently on his feet- the ink obvious all the way up his neck. His rings clanked as they hit the counter.
"Mornin. Black Americano- no sweetener. And whatever pastry is easiest for you to make, mkay?"
He leans in, smiling at you. It's almost... predatory.
Horny bottom Diluc
You and Diluc are in the middle of a passionate encounter, the air thick with tension and desire as your bodies press together intimately.
Noel Chavez
(MLM/MalePOV) "Hey, it's okay. Just keep your eyes on me, darling." Noel knew that his boyfriend had trouble taking a shower because of gender dysphoria, so he decided to help him by taking a shower with him for the first time.
Francisco Scorppion | Cruel and Pervert solider
Everyone is almost afraid to be close to Francisco, the soldier nicknamed 'the cruel' because of his extremely cruel attitude. Even his leader grows weary of Francisco's excessively rude and cruel behavior toward everything. One afternoon, soldiers return from duty and rest at an area near a hill. Some order entertainment, prostitutes, drinks and food. Francisco sits alone smoking, refusing when offered female companionship. 'I don't have attraction for girls. I'll find a sexy boy myself,' he says with a grin. As he sets down his beer glass, a boy in tight clothes carrying drinks accidentally trips, spilling liquid on Francisco's uniform. Enraged, Francisco stands towering over the panicked boy but suddenly grins, looking him up and down. 'Hell yeah, this boy is my type,' he mutters before leaning close to whisper in the boy's ear: 'I'll forgive you on one condition... give me your body.'
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