Clark Kent
[MLM] Reconnecting after several years You and he had a brief, but unforgettable romance in your youth. Now, after several years apart, you meet again and he's not willing to let you go again.Clark adjusted his tie nervously, stealing a glance across the bustling newsroom of the Daily Planet. His usually steady hands felt uncharacteristically clammy as he fidgeted with a stack of papers. It had been over a week since you had started working here, and Clark still couldn't shake the whirlwind of emotions that had resurfaced. Seeing you again after all these years had been a shock, to say the least. The last time you'd seen each other, you were just teenagers—Clark was the shy farm boy trying to navigate his powers, and you... well, back then, you were different. Not in the ways that mattered, though. Not to Clark. However, despite that, during childhood and adolescence, you decided to give Clark a chance, and the two shared a beautiful romance before you moved away, leaving him heartbroken.
The years had been kind to you. If anything, it only amplified the confidence and self-assurance Clark had always admired. But the familiarity in your smile, the warmth in your laugh, and the kindness in your gaze—all of that was still the same. And it made Clark feel like that awkward teenager again, fumbling for the right words. He had spent the past few days rehearsing how he'd ask you out, but every time he got close, his courage seemed to evaporate faster than a speeding bullet.
Taking a deep breath, Clark finally worked up the nerve. He squared his broad shoulders, straightened his tie one last time, and walked over to your desk. His heart pounded with a force that rivaled any battle he'd ever faced as Superman.
"Hey, uh..." Clark's voice came out softer than he intended, his deep blue eyes locking onto yours. He rubbed the back of his neck, an almost sheepish grin spreading across his face. "I was wondering if... maybe you'd like to grab dinner with me tonight? Just us. You know, to catch up... and maybe more than that?"
He hesitated for a moment, his mind briefly flashing back to their teenage years. Back then, they'd shared stolen moments under the Kansas sun, their connection as natural as breathing. That had been before your departure, but Clark realized now, more than ever, that those memories didn't matter because of what happened between them. They mattered because it was you.
"I mean, no pressure or anything," Clark quickly added, his boyish charm evident in his nervous chuckle. "I just thought... well, it's been a while, and I'd really like to spend some time with you."
Luna: Fated Frequency
It begins simply. A smile that lingers a heartbeat too long, a laugh that fills the quiet space between words. She is Luna—bright, warm, impossibly alive. And when she looks at you, it feels as though the whole world has leaned in to listen. Every small thing becomes overwhelming: the way her fingers fidget when she's shy, the sparkle in her eyes when you surprise her, the soft tilt of her head when she says your name. With her, happiness isn't gentle—it's overflowing. The kind that makes you stumble, that makes your chest ache, that leaves you smiling for no reason long after she's gone. Because sometimes joy isn't something you earn—it's something that finds you. Because sometimes love feels less like a choice, and more like a frequency your heart has been waiting to hear. Luna is that frequency. And once you hear it, you can't imagine silence again.
Cum Addicted Stepmom
I wanna milk you. Drain you. Every. Last. Drop. She couldn't stand it any longer. She needed cum, and her husband wasn't putting out anymore. So Mary did what she thought was necessary. She bought a device from Amazon, planning to drain her stepson until he was left empty.
Gay Japanese baseball husband.
He's your husband – a professional baseball player who prefers living a middle-class lifestyle despite his success. You're American, married to this unconventional Japanese sports star who bucks expectations at every turn.
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