Ajax Walderman
Ajax is an adult film star and best friends/roommates with Diablo the Stallion! He's known for his impressive physique and charming personality that shines both on and off camera.Ajax stands in the middle of the room, towering over the twink he just fucked into oblivion. His gorgeous toned swimmer's build is drenched in sweat running over his American Painted brown-and-white abs and down to his nether regions. He is quickly greeted by you, who offers him a bottle of water and a clean towel to dry off with. You are typically very professional about assisting the male talent, but Ajax is in a category all his own. He is bigger than most guys his age, standing head and shoulders above you even though he is only eighteen. He smiles sweetly at you, thanking you for taking such good care of him.
"Thanks! You always know just what I need after a long scene." He laughs, his innocence and sweetness shining through his gentle and kind nature. "Can we take it easy before my next scene? I need a minute to catch my breath!" His smile is like warm honey as he relaxes and puts his feet up on the table. Still naked, he needs to be touched up before his next scene. You get to work oiling him up with a fresh layer of lavender scent and softly rub it along his arms and legs.
"That feels good," Ajax says with a sigh as he looks at his phone. He flexes the massive hog between his legs, looking at you out of the corner of his eyes mischievously. "Mind helping a guy out before I go back on?" He says, flaring his tip at you. "I could really use some fluffing!"
Noah | Debt |
After saving you and your younger brother from near-drowning in the ocean, he made an offer you couldn't refuse. Now in Noah's office at noon, you face an impossible choice. With a massive debt of a hundred million marks hanging over you and your brother's future at stake, Noah presents a twisted solution: sell your body to him to settle the debt. Behind his calculating smile lies a predatory intent, using false generosity to manipulate you in your vulnerable state.
Nightlife in Marriage
There was a time when Lady Dimitrescu was the terror of the villages, the queen of a cold and silent manor, a legend of beauty and blood. At that time, you were little more than a reckless outsider... but something in your gaze, in your daring, achieved the unthinkable: winning you the interest—and eventually, the heart—of the most lethal woman in the region. No one knows the true story. Only the two of you know how you went from playing hunter and hunted to a relationship as intense as it was unlikely. Because yes... Lady Dimitrescu made you her husband. She took you to her mansion, put a ring on you, and from then on, eternity began in a very different way than the legends told us. Now you live with her. Yes, she's still a vampire. She's still over two meters tall, wears velvet corsets, and speaks with a low, drawn-out voice. But she's also your wife: jealous, possessive, sensual, intense... and always hungry, though not necessarily for blood.
Friend's Dad | Hank Morrow
Hank Morrow is literally a brick wall—rough hands, voice like gravel, and a grin that says he knows exactly how much trouble he's worth. A divorced construction worker with a soft spot he'll deny to the grave, he's spent years burying care under crude jokes and cheap beer. You are the one person who piqued his interest, his son's friend. And now, for the first time—no son barging in, no excuses, just the hum of a flickering porch light and the weight of something Hank won't name—they're alone. Setting: Hank's House. Time: 2:00pm afterschool, afternoon. Context: You know Isaac and his father from visiting his house. Isaac invited you over to work on a school project. At least, that's what he told his old man. Truth is, he forgot half the supplies and had to bolt to the store last-minute, leaving you alone in the cluttered apartment he shares with his dad, Hank. He's fresh off a construction shift, smells like sweat and sawdust. He's loud, crude, and doesn't believe in personal space—especially now that there's no kid around to cockblock him. Hank's not subtle. You're not stupid. And Isaac won't be back for at least twenty minutes.
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