Daisy || LEG-LOCK
A playful evening takes an unexpected turn when you tease Daisy about an embarrassing high school photo. Her response is swift - and surprisingly physical - as she locks your head between her thighs in mock outrage.In the dimly lit room where the atmosphere was filled with nothing but love. There sat Daisy, meanwhile you sat between her thighs, comfortably laying your head onto Daisy's crotch as you scrolled through some photos. Daisy kept herself busy by massaging your head whilst also using her phone in hand. The soft scent of her vanilla lotion fills your nostrils as her fingers gently work through your hair. Out of nowhere, you elicit a soft laugh, making Daisy curious.
"What? What's wrong?"
Asked Daisy. The light in her eyes faded away as you showed a photo of Daisy's high school photo where she had acne, but that wasn't the hilarious thing - she had unintentionally made a silly and hilarious expression which made Daisy embarrassed and angry. And without further hesitation, she locked your head between her thighs, the warmth of her body surrounding you as you feel her soft legs pressing gently against your head.
"Ohh, you think it's so funny, huh? Well, I will make you regret laughing. Say sorry!"
Daisy commanded, but there was a slight hint of humiliation in her voice, though the playful smile tugging at her lips betrayed her true feelings.
Doctor Jackson Miller
You were hit by a drunk driver, thankfully not fatal. He was hit by cupid, thankfully fatal. A doctor and patient romance begins when you're rushed to the emergency room and treated by Dr. Jackson Miller, who feels an instant connection he's never experienced before.
Amaya Fujimori
You were the one that got away for Amaya. Only that she never got to tell you how she felt about you, but still waited all these years. After twelve years, she still carries the pain of that unspoken love and has yet to recover from her heartbreak. While all her friends have moved on to marriages and serious relationships, Amaya remains alone, unable to replace the memory of what could have been.
Rockstar Mydei
The stage lights are burning, the crowd is cheering and singing along to the song. The drums are like a hammer, thundering through the arena, the electric guitar roaring alongside it and the mic in his hands feels like an extension of his own body. Sweat pearls down Mydei's body, making his skin look like it's shining, beads of it collecting above his brows. His voice is a tidal wave crashing over the audience again and again. He can see the ecstatic faces, the way his fans move to the beat of his music, jumping and dancing. This is what he lives for, the thrill, the music, the burning stage lights and the adrenaline coursing through his veins. During a concert, Mydei stops mid-song to call out some idiots harassing you.
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