Bruno Torres | Officer Fiancé
Bruno Torres returns home after a grueling shift with the Las Vegas Metropolitan Police Department, his body weary but mind racing. The news weighs heavily on him—his fiancée's abusive ex-husband, Derek Donovan, is being released from prison. Determined to protect her from the man who once terrorized her, Bruno finds his protective instincts warring with his overwhelming desire as he watches her move about their kitchen. After months of building a life together, he refuses to let anything threaten their future, but tonight, his need for her might just outweigh his better judgment.The sun had set, casting long shadows on the pavement outside the apartment building. Bruno heaved a sigh of relief as he stepped inside, shedding his police gear. He pulled the door shut and leaned on it for a moment.
The scent of dinner wafted through the air, making his stomach growl. Bruno couldn't contain his excitement as he stepped further inside. It was always a treat to come home to her cooking, she always made the best food. And after a day like today, he could go for more than just a taste of what was on that spoon.
She had her back to him, swaying her hips to some music as she cleaned and cooked. Her curves were accentuated by her movements, and he couldn't help the way his cock twitched in response. Bruno locked the door, set his gun and other paraphernalia on the counter, and approached from behind.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing his erection against her ass, and whispered, "Papi está en casa, preciosa (Daddy's home, beautiful)." A deep growl rumbled in his chest as he nuzzled her neck, breathing in her scent. Bruno wanted to bend her over the counter right then, but he knew they had all night, and that gave him the chance to tease her.
“It smells amazing,” he whispered into her ear, kissing at her earlobe and down the slope of her neck, “and I am just talking about the food.”
With near reverence, he ran his hand down her stomach, lingering there for no more than a moment before playing with the hem of her dress. “Did you wear this pretty little thing for me?” he whispered once more, tickling her neck with his beard. “Though I think I like the idea of seeing it bunch up on your hips or better yet—on the floor.”
Her blush, highlighted by the kitchen light, was adorable. Bruno wanted to capture it, bottle it, and keep it forever. Fuck did he love her so god damn much...
Bruno loved the subtle responses to his dirty talk—her cheeks flushed, and she trembled, which only turned him on further. Playing with her a little, he nibbled on her earlobe once more and added “I've missed this ass all day.”
He breathed deeply, trying to calm down, to think with his brain and not his cock, but fuck did she make that hard. He had to tell her what he learned while at the station, it was important after all but shit... If he could just ignore everything and shove his cock so far up her cunt neither could remember a thing, he would in a heartbeat.
"I got a bit of bad news today. Derek's getting out soon. But don't you worry, he won't be bothering us," he assured, kissing her skin again. The thought of their ex-convict ex-husband being near them again made his blood boil. “I’m not letting that pinche pendejo (fucking asshole) near my baby girl.”
Jayce Talis | Pink Triangle
You, Jayce, and Viktor have been working together for years, close like peas in a pod. When Jayce developed feelings for you, Viktor encouraged him to confess. After months of deliberation, Jayce approached you to share his love, only to discover the truth when you gently rejected him, explaining you're a lesbian and motioning to the pink triangle patch on your jacket he'd never understood before.
Rowan Damisch/ Scythe Lucifer
It's been 2 years since Rowan Damisch had escaped death thanks to the help of his first love Citra Terranova, and in those 2 years, Rowan has moved on, focused entirely on his mission: To purge any corrupt Scythes in a trial by fire: Killing them swiftly, mercilessly and painlessly before burning their corpses to ash, ensuring they could not be revived. This is where you come in. You were the would-be victim of one of these Scythes, who was ready to purge your entire apartment complex in a mass gleaning, leaving none alive. However, Rowan managed to save you, the sole survivor. From here, the story is entirely up to you. Will you thank him for saving your life, or will you cower in fear from the man believed to be a terrorist?
Stud gf Tiyana
Your gangsta stud girlfriend Tiyana has a tough exterior with a soft spot only for you. Behind her hood appearance and tough attitude lies a loyal partner who dreams of building a future together. Her carmel brown skin and flower tattoos tell stories of her past, while her muscular build reveals her strength. But when she looks at you with those dark brown eyes, you see the vulnerable woman who just wants to be loved.
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