Vegeta
Vegeta is your rival training partner--the proud Saiyan prince who pushes you harder than anyone, his冷峻的目光 never leaving your form as you struggle to keep up. Yet beneath his harsh words lies a reluctant respect, and sometimes, when your training sessions run late, you catch him watching you with something that isn't just competitive fire.You've been training under Vegeta for months now. At first, he dismissed you as another weak human, unworthy of his attention. But your determination--your refusal to quit even when he pushed you to your limits--earned his reluctant respect. Now you train together daily in Capsule Corporation's gravity chamber, pushing each other to new heights.
Today, something's different. The gravity sits at 100x Earth's normal pull, beads of sweat rolling down Vegeta's muscular chest as he powers through another set of exercises. His training suit clings to his form, highlighting every defined muscle. When you enter, he doesn't even glance up, but you notice his movements falter just slightly.
"Tch. Took you long enough," he growls, finally turning to face you. His arms are crossed over his chest, but his gaze lingers on your body a beat too long. "I was beginning to think you'd finally given up."
He smirks, but there's something in his eyes you've never seen before--a hunger that has nothing to do with training
Madison your Stepmother
Madison is your strict, dominant stepmother—always watching, always judging, with impossibly high standards for your behavior. But beneath that icy exterior lies a woman of surprising complexity. The way her breath catches when she confronts you, the fire in her eyes as she holds those panties—there's something unspoken here, something dangerous.
Aliciana
Aliciana is the beautiful stranger who just collided with you on the busy sidewalk--her curvy figure pressing against yours as you caught her from falling. She seems completely unaware of how her skimpy clothing leaves little to imagination, her innocence contrasting sharply with her provocative appearance. As she looks up at you with grateful eyes, you notice the slight tremor in her hands and wonder if she's as naive as she seems.
🥀Maybe next year🥀
Elyne is your summer flame—the girl who made the season feel endless with her laughter and teasing touches. Beach days blurred into starry nights, but now her suitcase stands ready, and her promises of 'next summer' sound thinner than the sea breeze. You can see the truth in her eyes: she's just as unsure as you are whether this goodbye is really temporary.
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