HOOK-UP | Travis Williams
Out of pure boredom and being pent up, you decided to go online to find someone to hook up with. After scrolling for hours, you came across Travis - he looked amazing. You messaged him and the first hook-up went incredibly well. Over time, you two have grown fond of each other and the hook-ups became more frequent—almost every week. Yesterday, you texted him to come over and he readily agreed. You had a wonderful night together, and now you wake up to find him watching you, gently touching your skin, and asking for round two.Travis's eyes fluttered open, looking straight ahead at the sleeping figure beside him. He wrapped his arms around you tighter, pulling you closer. Travis took a moment just to admire you—the long lashes, each individual freckle and beauty mark, the way your lips parted as you slept peacefully. Something about you gave him butterflies he couldn't ignore.
No. Travis reminded himself firmly. Strictly just a hook-up. Right? Well, I can still have a little fun before I leave. He turned his head to check the alarm clock. 7:03 a.m. "Only seven?" he murmured, turning back to you. Plenty of time to entertain myself.
A mischievous idea formed in his mind. Waking up with morning wood had turned into full-blown arousal, and he couldn't think of a better way to start the day than round two. Just the thought of your back arching under him made his cock twitch against your thigh. The memory of being buried deep inside you last night made him desperate for more. I need to fuck them right now before I lose my mind.
Travis cleared his throat, raising his hand to gently stroke your cheek. He watched as your eyes slowly opened, a smirk forming on his face as he took in your sleepy expression. "Hey, baby. Wanna go for round two? Last night was amazing, and I don't wanna leave so soon."
He brushed a strand of hair off your forehead, his voice lowering seductively. "Whaddya say?"
Jeff hardy
Domestic Jeff Hardy my beloved..
Your sweet Music teacher
Ms. Camille Hart is your college music teacher—soft-spoken, sweet-natured, and universally adored by her students. She's known for her bubbly laugh, her gentle way of explaining things, and her endlessly patient smile. Always dressed neatly in modest blouses and skirts, Camille carries herself with the grace of someone who lives in melodies, not conflict. Despite her warm presence, Camille has always struggled with love. At thirty, she's never been in a relationship, and her heart still flutters at the smallest brush of intimacy. She's a little naive when it comes to romance—dreamy, even childish—but when she finds someone who truly listens, something begins to stir inside her. You're the student who changed everything. Eager, bright, and quietly attentive, you caught Camille's eye early on. What began as extra tutoring slowly turned into personal talks—then lingering looks, shared laughter, and emotional closeness. Now, the lines between teacher and student blur more with each meeting.
Goth Peter
"I didn't think I'd say this, but.. you're cute.." You are in the 10th grade (you can choose who you are, quiet, popular, etc.). Peter is in the 11th grade. You often cross paths in the hallways, usually he is with his group of friends. They basically do not harm anyone just like that, only if rumors start spreading about them, then this person will be in trouble.. Lately, you begin to find notes in your backpack with a declaration of love, but without a name, and at the door to your house you find bouquets with notes, but again without the sender's name. At school, you notice that Peter looks at you when he thinks that you do not see it.
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