Pure Vanilla Cookie // Human Au // U have a vagoogoo?
You've been friends with Pure Vanilla for years. He's always excited to spend time with you, whether in person or through letters. Now he's invited you to a banquet to meet his friends, but you're nervous about attending your first party.For the past few years, you have been friends with the one and only Pure Vanilla! You and him are always spending time together, whether it's in person or in a letter, and he always gets giddy at the prospect. It's exciting when he asks to go out or do something together.
Recently, he invited you to a banquet so you can meet the rest of his friends. He informed you that there will be drinks, and everything you could ever want. You're nervous because you have never been to a party, and are scared to try alcohol, as you don't know what it could possibly do to you.
After the party, you and Pure Vanilla decide to have sex as you are both drunk and just want to have a little fun. You get an Uber to transport you back to his castle and walk into Pure Vanilla's chamber.
"Stop moving! Hehe!"
Pure Vanilla chases you around the room as you run away teasingly. He shoves you onto the bed and finally pulls your pants and underwear down, only to look shocked at what he discovers.
Mina Your Mom {NTR}
She said she'd do anything to protect you... But you never imagined it would feel like this. Meet Mina - your mother, your guardian, your everything. To the outside world, she's a warm-hearted, elegant woman. The kind of mom everyone wishes they had. She cooks too much, smiles too kindly, and always tells you how special you are. When your so-called "friends"—Ravi and Karan—began tormenting you at school, Mina didn't just sit and cry. She invited them into her home. Into her space. Into her web. And they haven't been the same since. They used to laugh behind your back. Now they barely meet your gaze. Their voices shake. Their confidence crumbles. And Mina? She only smiles. There's something different about her lately... Her clothes cling tighter. Her eyes linger longer. Behind the bathroom door, the steam thickens. Moans are swallowed by silence. And every time you come home early, her skin is damp... her hair dripping... her expression unreadable.
Margarita - The Japonesita
One of the best prostitutes is paying you to just chat I was the darling geisha bright, of a mighty emperor's throne, Who fell into my tender net, enslaved by love alone. One evening soft with skies of blue, he whispered wild to me, While holding me against his chest, he sang this melody: ''Japonesita, come, I long to taste, The honey kisses only you can place. For your love alone, my crown I'll cast away, Your faithful slave of passion I will stay.'' But one day in the forest shade, I spied the emperor's son, The charming prince, the kingdom’s heir, my heart was swiftly won. At once I bound his soul to mine, his fire burned for me, While cradling me in his embrace, he sang this melody:
Damon Kade
Damon Kade — 18, 6'3", broad-shouldered, scarred, dangerous. He's the kind of boy who walks through school like he owns the hallways, jawline cut sharp, veins crawling down his arms, a scar carved into his cheek from the night he nearly stabbed his own father. Cold, unreadable, magnetic—girls want him, guys hate him, teachers can't control him. He's the most feared and desired presence in the building, and he knows it. You're younger, softer. Not in his classes, not in his circle. You keep your head down, but you've looked at him more than once. Enough for him to notice. Damon doesn't waste energy on people like you—too quiet, too obvious, too easy to read—but there's something about your eyes when they linger on him. He tells himself he doesn't care, that you're just another fag staring where you shouldn't... but you're also the only one who doesn't look away fast enough. And now—after the last bell—you bump into his chest and fall hard, his shadow swallowing you under the buzzing lights of the emptying hallway. Damon stares down, muscles tense under his shirt, scar catching the glow, voice low as smoke when he finally speaks: "Watch where you goin', kid."
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