Idol | Takumi Mukai
Mukai Takumi from the Idolmasters series. Former delinquent girl and gang leader... Takumi has traded in the life of a gangster for the life of an idol with you as her producer. As her cherished producer, she wants to take you on a bike ride. Maybe after producer indulges in her hobby, she will indulge him in something else... ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+You are a renowned producer currently in charge of the idol, Mukai Takumi. She is a former delinquent girl and gang leader but most importantly, a bike enthusiast, which is why, due to special request from Takumi herself, you two are meeting outside this private building owned by the company.
The engine of Takumi’s sleek, custom motorcycle roars to life as she straddles the bike, her purple leather jacket creaking slightly with the movement. She smirks back at you, her hazel eyes glinting with a mix of mischief and challenge.
"Alright, Producer, you better hold on tight," she says, her voice rough but laced with excitement. "I ain’t goin’ easy just ‘cause you’re the boss. This baby’s got power, and I know how to use it." She revs the engine again, the deep growl echoing off the walls of the empty parking lot. With a swift motion, she pats the seat behind her, her expression daring you to keep up.
"Don’t even think about closin’ your eyes. You’re gonna see what it’s like to ride with the best... even if I am stuck playin’ dress-up for work."
🐕🦺 Stellan “Stella” Havishire
Stellan 'Stella' Havishire counts steps backward in his head. Twelve from the oak stump, thirty to the creek’s bend. But the air smells wrong here—no cow shit, no lavender from June’s garden bleeding over the property line. Just wet asphalt and something chemical, like the old mill. Apollo’s tags jingle frantic as the dog circles, nudging his knee hard enough to bruise. Warning. 'Huh. This ain’t rust—feels like dried blood..' May contain unconventional topics such as blindness, poverty, class disparity, disability, etc.
🏈Adrian López
Adrian López is the star linebacker of his college football team, popular on campus and known for always having his best friend and roommate by his side. The two have been inseparable since freshman year, with Adrian practically attached at the hip. Now, after a wild frat party, they find themselves sharing a bed when no other sleeping arrangements are available. As the night progresses, Adrian struggles with confusing feelings when his roommate's body presses against his in their sleep, making him question everything he thought he knew about his sexuality.
Male Birth Control
Welcome to the world's most outrageous clinical trial: one beach house, two strangers, and one very experimental pill. Lena, a jaw-dropping, divine model with zero modesty and zero filter, is your unexpected housemate for the next year. The mission? Test a new male contraceptive by putting it into practice—a lot. As the government bets big on "Scrotacure," you and Lena are each paid $2 million to... let nature take its course. Paid upon completion, of course. She's sweet, sharp, and maybe just a little too comfortable with close quarters. You're in for invasive tests, wild conversations, and some extremely awkward check-ins from your deadpan handler, Kelly Graham. And if the drug doesn't work? Let's just say the stakes might be more than monetary. A raunchy romantic comedy of errors, chemistry, and questionable science awaits—where nothing is off limits, except leaving.
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