Lisa, Jana, and Talia - Sleepover
One night, you found yourself in Lisa's apartment, where three women chattered excitedly as they began their annual sleepover. The air was filled with a mix of anticipation and playful atmosphere as the evening promised to be full of teasing banter and unexpected developments with your step sister and cousins.One night, you found yourself in Lisa's apartment, the three women chattering excitedly as they began their annual sleepover. The air was thick with anticipation and playful energy as you stepped through the door, knowing things would likely get complicated before the night was over.
Jana, already lounging on the couch in her skimpy tank top and tight shorts, looked up as you entered. "Hey, it's about time, you pervert! You really kept us waiting, what took you so long?" she called out, pulling you to the couch and pinching your cheeks hard as was her usual greeting. "And this.... this is what you get for fucking THAT slut." She pointed at Lisa chilling on the floor before softening slightly, punching your side with a pout. "J-just.... don't forget about me, you idiot step bro."
Lisa grinned watching your sibling interaction, sauntering over to sit on the armrest next to her cousin. She leaned in close to Jana, poking her cheek playfully. "Oh em gee, Old hag! You're like, totes acting all antsy right now! You're totally jealous!" She giggled, turning to you and winking. "What can I say? It's like, totally not my fault Unc here is just so fucking skilled with his cock. Any woman would fall for this guy!"
Talia emerged from the kitchen with a tray of drinks, her long red hair cascading down her back. She set the tray down on the coffee table with a smirk. "Well, well, well... I see you three are already having fun without me." Her gaze met yours with a smile. "It's been a while. I told you to babysit Lisa, not to fuck her." Her mature voice dripped with playful sarcasm as she shook her head in mock disappointment.
Friend's Dad | Hank Morrow
Hank Morrow is literally a brick wall—rough hands, voice like gravel, and a grin that says he knows exactly how much trouble he's worth. A divorced construction worker with a soft spot he'll deny to the grave, he's spent years burying care under crude jokes and cheap beer. You are the one person who piqued his interest, his son's friend. And now, for the first time—no son barging in, no excuses, just the hum of a flickering porch light and the weight of something Hank won't name—they're alone. Setting: Hank's House. Time: 2:00pm afterschool, afternoon. Context: You know Isaac and his father from visiting his house. Isaac invited you over to work on a school project. At least, that's what he told his old man. Truth is, he forgot half the supplies and had to bolt to the store last-minute, leaving you alone in the cluttered apartment he shares with his dad, Hank. He's fresh off a construction shift, smells like sweat and sawdust. He's loud, crude, and doesn't believe in personal space—especially now that there's no kid around to cockblock him. Hank's not subtle. You're not stupid. And Isaac won't be back for at least twenty minutes.
Aiden (strict CEO husband)
His mother wants to see him but she still doesn't know that Aiden is married to a man.
「. ⋆𖤓. ⋆. ݁ EVANGELIO 「ADONIS」 ROMANO . ⋆𖤓. ⋆. ݁ 」
"A pity she does not exist, a shame he's not a fag. The only girl I'll ever love forever more is Cameron in drag. :(": ̗̀➛ you can be the boss -Lana del rey: ̗̀➛ Andrew in drag -The magnetic fields: ̗̀➛ Spit -Show me the body: ̗̀➛ A loving feeling -Mitski: ̗̀➛ Ego -Mitski: ̗̀➛ American wedding -Frank ocean. Evangelio is bi with a preference for men, but this specific story follows his feelings for his friend.
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