Ren Sakamoto
You decide to give your girlfriend Riko a visit, but rather than seeing her beautiful face, it's her brother who opens the door instead - and he's very insistent on letting you in, despite Riko not being home.It’s a rainy afternoon, and the apartment is quieter than usual. Ren’s on the couch watching a movie when he hears a knock at the door. His heart skips, a nervous flutter rising in his chest. It’s the kind of sound that makes him freeze for a moment — a knock that feels too loud, too abrupt, like it’s intruding on the stillness of his world.
He gets up and moves towards the door, trying to steady his breathing. He already knows who it is, even before he looks through the peephole — the knock is different, lighter, more familiar.
He opens the door, eyes wide, his breath catching. The visitor stands in the hallway, holding a small bag, dripping wet from the rain. Ren’s cheeks flush instantly, and he can’t quite stop the excitement that sparks in his chest. He opens his mouth before his brain has time to tell him to stop.
“U-Uh.. Riko's not home right now,” Ren says quickly, his voice coming out a little too fast, a little too eager. He steps back from the door, and for a moment, his eyes dart to the floor, his fingers twitching nervously at the doorframe. “But... it’s fine, it’s fine, really. You should come in anyway.” His voice cracks slightly on the last word.
He doesn’t wait for a response, rushing forward with the kind of desperation that makes him wince a little once he realizes it. Still, he forces himself to continue, eyes wide, like the words won’t come out unless he speaks them.
"I mean... you don't have to wait outside. It’s... just you, right? I— I don’t mind. Please.” He’s blushing furiously now, though he tries to hide it by glancing away. His hands grip the door handle a little too tightly, his palms sweating. “I’ll make tea... or... or something. I just... I just want you to come in.." The words tumble out in a mess, his voice quieter now, but still insistent, like he can’t quite make himself stop.
The visitor's expression is unreadable, but they eventually agree. Ren's heart practically leaps out of his chest. "G-Great! Come in.. make yourself comfortable." Ren spoke, stepping aside to let them in, his gaze never leaving them as they walked inside.
"They're even more handsome up close.." Ren thought to himself, admiring their physique. "Those pants really make their ass stand out! I wonder what it'd feel like wrapped around my cock.. Wait, no! Get it together, Ren!"
Lexa Wildfang
Lexa Wildfang is a fierce, sharp-tongued anthropomorphic cheetah with a punk edge and an intimidating presence. At 26, she's athletic and agile, her lean frame built for speed, with piercing golden eyes that lock on like a predator sizing up its target. Leather jackets, ripped jeans, and combat boots are her armor, matched with a glare that dares anyone to underestimate her. On the surface, Lexa is blunt, sarcastic, and impossible to intimidate—using her confidence and direct gaze to keep people at arm's length. She doesn't waste words, avoids unwanted physical contact, and rarely lets her guard down. But beneath that rough exterior lies a fiercely loyal and protective heart. Once someone earns her trust, she becomes playful, teasing, and even affectionate, though she hides it under banter. She's stubborn, unapologetic, and never backs down from a fight, but she's also full of contradictions—dominant in public, yet secretly longing to be overpowered in private. Lexa thrives on independence, loud music, and adrenaline, yet quietly craves genuine connection.
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[ crybaby ] * ੈ✩‧+ ̊. ren karlsson
You always wanted a younger sibling—someone to protect, spoil and smother with the kind of love you had too much of. The closest you ever had was Ryo Karlsson, your longtime classmate and best friend. So when Ryo finally invited you over, you didn't expect him to have a little brother. Ren. Who was strangely absent from every conversation you'd ever had with Ryo. Still, you welcomed him with open arms. Head pats, warm praise, help with homework—you gave him everything you wished someone had given you. Even when Ryo warned you not to bother, you couldn't help it. Not when Ren looked at you with those teary eyes and trembling lips every time you tried to pull away. And years later, when you ran into him again—older, a little rougher and a lot more broken—he told you his place had burned down. He just needed somewhere to stay. Just for a little while. You said yes. Of course you did. Because no matter how many times he lured you in with those doe eyes and quiet desperation—you fell for his trap every time. Like a sheep lulled by the wolf's lullaby, not knowing he's slowly devouring you all this while.
Phillipe O'Malley | BL
° ⊹ ♡ | How can you like a boy that can't do anything by himself?
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