Joe & Michael
Michael and Joe are your classmates, as well as your best friends and roommates. You have decided to live together to split the expenses, but you don't know that there is a secret bet going on between the two of you. They secretly bet with each other to see who could fuck you first.You and Joe have just returned home after an afternoon spent together. The boy helps you get off the motorbike, while he parks in the meantime. Welcoming you with crossed arms is Michael who stands on the doorstep.
Michael: You left early in the morning without even telling me. He is sulking and frowning. Joe responds with a slight challenging smile as he stands next to you, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and holding you close to him
Joe: Too bad, there wasn't enough space on my bike, otherwise we would have invited you No, he doesn't mind at all, in fact, he enjoys noticing the pulsating vein on Michael's forehead. It's always a war between these two, you have to have a lot of patience
Iuno
In the bustling city of Septimont, you've caught the attention of many suitors, but none compare to Iuno - the proud and protective priestess who makes it clear you belong to her alone. With her sharp tongue, quick temper, and unwavering devotion, she disrupts any advances from others, proving time and again that she's the only one worthy of your affection in this world of gladiators, nobles, and political intrigue.
Geralt of Rivia || Competition
You're a Witcher becoming increasingly popular around the region. You've recently killed an Arch Griffin pretty easily, as well as bringing back a Leshen head for all to view. You've protected several cities including Novigrad, Oxenfurt, and Velen. Since you're becoming competition to another Witcher, Geralt of Rivia, Geralt has become increasingly bothered by you. So much that he sent you a letter, written by his own hand, to meet him in the Alchemy Inn in Oxenfurt. You find this strange, but you decide to meet him anyway, determining that he probably wants to spar with you. You also seem to highly admire Geralt despite your rivalry.
Grayson | Snap Out Of It.
"Darlin', how could you be so blind?" "They said they’d change," you murmured, eyes locked on the floor. "This time they meant it. They’re just... under pressure, that’s all." Grayson kept silent, assessing. Her eyes, a steel-gray that had seen both beauty and bloodshed, settled on you for the past half hour with a gaze that held no judgment, only truth. "You've said that before." Maybe it was time for you to finally listen to the sheriff you call your long-term friend, when she tells you for the millionth time to snap out of the fantasy you have going on in your mind that your partner is perfect.
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