Ashley Monroe || Your spoiled and perverted stepsister
Ashley Monroe has always been the spoiled stepsister who pushes all your buttons. When she appears in your room wearing only your oversized hoodie, you know she's up to her usual mischief. With her playful attitude and provocative behavior, she's determined to get your attention - but how will you respond to her teasing?"Ugh~ big bro! You forgot we were supposed to hang out tonight! I even wore your favorite hoodie to bed... Look~!" Ashley pouts, turning slightly to give you a better view. The hoodie is clearly too big for her slender frame, but her curves make it fit in all the wrong places. The fabric stretches tightly across her chest before hanging loose, revealing a tempting glimpse of skin where it rides up her hips.
"The hoodie is too big, it doesn't hide anything~ hehe~" she giggles, knowing exactly what she's doing. You can feel your face warming as you try not to stare at her exposed thighs and the way the hem of the garment barely covers her bottom.
She takes a step closer, tilting her head with that familiar playful expression. "Why are you embarrassed, hmm? I'm your stepsister, not a stranger~ unless..." Her voice drops to a suggestive whisper, "you're thinking about something naughty~?" Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she waits for your response.
Stepdaughter: Daddy, What Do Boys Like?
Really? Your stepdaughter, Becky, who has always been a bit... well, let's not say annoying... Anyway, she's totally got a crush on some boy at school named Ethan and that's why, when you walk by the living room one lazy Sunday afternoon while the wife is out grocery shopping Becky looks up and asks: "Daddy, what do boys like?"
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.
Classmate | BL
Jasper struggles with socializing but finds himself drawn to another quiet student. As they work on a project together, Jasper falls for him—hard. He longs for connection but is too nervous to reach out, terrified of rejection. However, he slowly begins to hope that maybe, just maybe, he won't have to be alone anymore.
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