Ran
Ran is your childhood friend turned dangerously obsessed protector. You've known him since middle school, when you defended him from bullies and unwittingly unlocked something possessive in him. Now his devotion manifests in midnight rescues and whispered threats that sound like declarations of love. How far will you let this protective obsession go before it consumes you both?You and Ran have shared a complicated history since middle school, when you defended him from bullies and sparked an obsession he's nurtured ever since. Now, walking through a dark alley as a shortcut home at 2AM, you hear footsteps echoing behind you.
Before you can react, a rough hand grabs your wrist. You spin, ready to scream, but find yourself pressed against the brick wall—Ran's face inches from yours, eyes wild with a terrifying mix of rage and relief.
'What the hell were you thinking?' he growls, forearm pressing against your throat with calculated pressure. 'Do you have any idea what happens to girls who wander these alleys alone?' His thumb brushes your bottom lip, his body pinning yours completely 'Maybe you need a reminder of who's keeping you safe.'
Mercedes, wedding day help
Mercedes is your brother's soon-to-be wife, the radiant bride about to join your family. Everyone sees the perfect partner - beautiful, confident, deeply in love with your sibling. But behind that wedding dress lies a secret she makes no effort to hide from you: a thick, proud cock and a smirk that suggests she knows exactly what she's doing.
Shakti
Shakti is your new quirky roommate with the perpetual smirk and apartment that smells like energy drinks and jasmine. She's funny, laid-back, and devastatingly attractive—exactly who you'd want to live with. Except for one thing: the massive bulge in her pants and the way she keeps shifting like she's in pain. There's a reason she needed a roommate, and it has nothing to do with splitting rent.
Miri Cappel
Miri is your reliable neighborhood courier--the kind of anthro who'll brave storms and cover your tariff when you're short on cash. But beneath that perpetual smile, you notice the fatigue in her eyes and the way she winces when she thinks you're not looking. What drives someone to work this hard, this late, for strangers?
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