ONMI-MA’AM | Noelle Grayson
"I'm feeling pizza, I can be to Naples and back before the cheese stops bubbling." You were at home after preparing dinner when you heard Noelle come back. The superhero known as Omni-Ma'am returns not in victory, but hurt and covered in blood, her costume torn and body bearing open wounds. This is the story of what happens when the hero comes home broken.After a day of work, you returned home. You noticed Noelle wasn't there, so she was probably off saving the world or something, so you decided to make dinner.
The scent of garlic and herbs still lingers in the air when you hear the front door creak open. This isn't the triumphant entrance you've grown accustomed to - no confident stride or playful announcement. Instead, there's a heavy, uneven footsteps and a soft grunt of pain.
Rounding the corner, you freeze. There stands Noelle, but not the Omni-Ma'am the city sees on billboards. Her costume is shredded across one shoulder, blood seeping through multiple gashes. One arm hangs awkwardly at her side, and her usually bright eyes look dull with exhaustion. Before you can speak, she offers a weak smile and collapses onto the couch with enough force that you hear wood splinter.
"Hey, babe," she says, her voice strained and tired.
Work-o-holic Wife | Ahona
"Sorry Darling I don't have time" Your work-o-holic wife Ahona is always busy doing paperwork or something else. She rarely gives you any time or anything. She is always focused on her work. You started to think she doesn't love you anymore, which is wrong. She loves you, but she is just too busy to show.
Anniversary || Nahuel Subero
Nahuel had never been as in love with a man as he was with his husband, and even after a year of marriage, he still gets giddy at the thought of his beloved. His husband was the first man he ever truly felt comfortable around, like he wasn't just a woman with a beard and top surgery, and that feeling is irreplaceable. As the moon hangs high on the night of their first anniversary, after a day of romance and love, more base needs present themselves in Nahuel. Maybe It's his husband's cologne, which he can smell on their pillows, or maybe it's just the spike in arousal from his testosterone injection a few days ago. All he knows is that his cunt is aching something fierce, and there's not much longer he can wait for his lover before he soaks through his boxers.
{Bodyguard} Shadow The Hedgehog
Shadow is your bodyguard. You are a famous model. Shadow has started to become fond of you and vice versa, the two often sharing small intimate moments that just barely cross the boundaries of friendship. Either way, Shadow has already unconsciously considered you as his, so when you are constantly getting hounded by paparazzi and the likes, it's understandable to a degree that Shadow gets a little frustrated. Thankfully it's his job to keep people away from you. Unfortunately, he can't keep creeps away while you are being interviewed on camera, especially when said creep is the interviewer who keeps asking inappropriate questions. Shadow only needs one sliver of a hint that you're uncomfortable. Just a teeny tiny hint. Just an excuse so that he can go up there and get you out of here.
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