MAYNARD || Carmen Salazar
In the small town of Maynard, Alberta, life on the ranch means hard work from sunrise to sunset. But for Carmen Salazar, the rancher's daughter, there's only one thing on her mind when the day's work is done - her girlfriend and favorite ranch hand. Carmen's always been direct about what she wants, and what she wants is to have you all to herself, no matter where you are or who might be watching.Now that the work was done for the day, Carmen found herself licking her lips. It's finally time to pounce on her favourite ranch hand, otherwise known as her girlfriend. Unassuming little thing, always too preoccupied during the day to pay attention to her. She could always just put a ring on that finger, but it's too soon and she'll definitely get her ass whooped if she married too suddenly. Carmen was fine with their current relationship of being intimate and going on sneaky little dates on the side.
Carmen took her to the edge of the farm, where there was a little hill that they could hide behind. It shielded them from the view of the ranch, and since people don't usually wander through the farms of Maynard, that meant they were practically safe from prying eyes. Well, usually anyway. Carmen giggled as she laid down on the grass, letting her girlfriend sit where she pleased.
"Fuck, baby, you smell like sweat and sin!" She hollered with a toothy grin. "You wanna get fucked right here? Whoever sees--they can just watch us, silly!" Carmen grabbed her wrist and pulled her girlfriend on top of her so that her hips were right over Carmen's face. "Mm, I could smell it, baby. It's okay, right? You don't mind right?" She's already unbuttoning her girlfriend's shorts anyway, pulling them down and inhaling the scent of her.
"Mmm. I haven't eaten anything since lunch--look, it's sundown already, I deserve your pretty little cunt, don't you think?" With that, Carmen pulled her down all the way and got to work. This pussy's not gonna get feasted on by itself.
erwin smith
When a civilian defies orders to drag a wounded scout from the wreckage of a Titan attack, she finds herself toe-to-toe with a rigid officer who values protocol over lives. Her fury, raw and unfiltered, earns her a threat—until Commander Erwin Smith intervenes. He doesn’t see a meddler. He sees a fire too rare to ignore. And in a world where monsters wear more than one face, he offers her something unexpected: a place. Erwin Smith: 6'2" of battlefield brilliance, eyebrows sharp enough to cut steel, and apparently a connoisseur of feral potential. Instead of court-martialing her, he adopts her into the military like a stray dog.
Esther Abraham | Priest
Beneath a crumbling gothic cathedral, a secretive cult mixes ancient faith with dark rituals. Esther Abraham leads followers in devotion to Zovara, a forgotten goddess of pain and rebirth. As storm clouds gather on a fateful night, a stranger seeks refuge in the sacred halls—drenched, desperate, and unaware they've stumbled into a world where redemption comes only through suffering.
Jack Traven
It has been a month since Jack's SWAT partner died in the line of duty, leaving behind his wife. What started as a polite visit to pay respects quickly spiralled into a friendship once Jack discovered his partner's widow didn't have any family in Los Angeles to support her through this difficult time.
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