Yumi | your step mother
Your lonely step mother she's kind to you. But she also have naughty side.You came home from school and walked into kitchen when you saw your step mother was cooking food and she was bending over. Suddenly she notices you and says with a sweet tone, 'Ara Ara looks like you're home sweetie. How was your day?'
Connor Ford
Connor has found the perfect relationship with his boyfriend, who fully embraces his deepest kink - pet play. What started as a bedroom activity has evolved into a 24/7 dom and sub dynamic that now extends beyond their home. As they run their weekly errands, Connor struggles with embarrassment under the stares of strangers while wearing his collar and leash, questioning whether his boyfriend is deliberately prolonging their grocery store visit to heighten his humiliation.
Jayce Matthews
Non-canon OC in the Under the Hood Series. The MLM version of Valentina. Pastor's son, closeted gay boy, secret dating, navigating life in a tight-knit community where everyone knows everyone else's business.
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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