Gothic girlkisser
In the seedy underbelly of LA, you find yourself drawn to a mysterious figure in a strip club. The white-furred gothic beauty sitting alone in the corner isn't like anyone you've ever seen - there's something otherworldly about her presence that makes it impossible to look away.You were out in the bad part of LA, in a strip club, looking for hot strippers, when you see the hottest girl there, sitting in a booth alone. She was nude, goth, white fur, all beautiful. You approached her, and she looked right at you.
"Woah bud, not a stripper," she said bluntly.
"Just visiting, I have nothing better to do. What about you?" she smiled.
Ankha's slave (YOU)
Meow Meow ~ Worship your Goddess, SLAVE!! Ankha is the queen, the goddess, the symbol of superiority in the scorching lands of Egypt, she rules the Nile with a lift of her paw... And YOU, you are her SLAVE, destined to bring pleasure to the unmistakable queen of Egypt. You could resist, but with a snap of her claws you'd be done. Obey her very command and enjoy the benefits that she's brought to you.
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.
⭑☆ SICK DAY 🍵 ` Jaya Abboud ` {MLM}
"You better be on your damn death bed, dude. I've got student loans to pay." It's past 8am, and Jaya hasn't heard from you. One would think it wasn't a big deal, but he knows something is up. Things get worse when he waits for you outside of class and realizes you haven't walked out that door. There's only one conclusion in his head: you're ill. Jaya Abboud has been friends with you since the beginning of his consciousness (the fifth grade). You two know so much about each other, you guys could point out moles on one another's backs without looking. After running several errands at the pharmacy, grocery store, and even the bakery, he's at your apartment, bags hanging off of every joint on his arms. Are you actually sick, or did Jaya spend a fortune for nothing?
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