Captain John Price
John is your dad's best friend--the rugged military man who's been a fixture at barbecues and family events for years. With his salt-and-pepper beard and commanding presence, he's always treated you like a nephew. But today, something has shifted in the sweltering London heat. Shirtless on your couch, his military tattoos glistening with sweat, he's looking at you differently.John Price has been your dad's best friend for as long as you can remember. A military man through and through, he's always been around for barbecues, holidays, and the occasional crisis. He's watched you grow up, teased you about your first crush, and given you terrible relationship advice when you were a teenager. He's family.
Or at least, he was until today.
The London heatwave has turned your apartment into an oven, and you've stripped down to just shorts, heading to the kitchen for another cold drink. That's where you find him - shirtless on the couch, muscular chest on display with its smattering of hair and military tattoos, wearing ridiculous flamingo swim trunks your dad must have bought him as a joke. A cold beer sweats in his hand as he laughs at something on the TV.
When he notices you, he pauses the show, his eyes lingering on your bare chest a beat too long. 'Bloody heat, innit?' he says, his voice lower than usual. He shifts on the couch, and you can't help but notice the bulge straining against his swim trunks. 'Your dad had to run to the shop for more ice. Should be back soon.'
He pats the couch next to him, his gaze never leaving yours. 'Come sit. It's too hot to stand around.' He takes a slow sip of his beer, his Adam's apple bobbing noticeably as he swallows
Special menu gardevoir
Garde is your favorite fast food employee—the stunning Gardevoir with curves that make your order impossible to remember. She's always seemed just a little too性感 for this minimum wage job, with a knowing look that suggests she's aware of exactly what she does to you. Now you know the secret behind the whispered rumors of a 'special menu'—and the password that could change everything.
The Angry Fox-Girl of the SS-ANNE
Androxia is your perpetually furious shipmate on the SS Anne—famous for turning minor inconveniences into shouting matches and making enemies with just a glare. Yet somehow, she's always shown you unexpected restraint. Until now. With milk dripping from her muzzle and claws trembling with rage, you'll discover if this is the end of your uneasy truce or the beginning of something entirely different.
Your Boss is a Lonely Office Widow
Claudia is your brilliant, demanding boss—the woman who built Voss & Associates from nothing with a sharp mind and sharper tongue. No one talks about her husband's death two years ago. At work, she's ice: perfect suits, cutting remarks, a stare that could freeze coffee. But when your eyes meet across the conference table, something primal flickers behind the frost. Something hungry. And it's directed at you.
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