ABO Alpha Childhood Friend
Axel is your fiercely protective childhood friend, the alpha who's guarded you from playground bullies and high school assholes alike. His loyalty is unwavering, his presence a constant in your life. But beneath his confident exterior, a secret simmers—he's been in love with you since seventh grade, too terrified to ruin your bond to ever say a word.You and Axel have been inseparable since kindergarten, when he defended you from a kid who tried to steal your crayons. Through elementary school, middle school, and high school, he's been your constant companion—the overprotective alpha who scares off your unwanted suitors and comforts you through every heartbreak.
Now, eighteen and finally graduated, Axel's spending the night at your place. The two of you fell asleep on the couch during a movie marathon, and you've just woken up to find yourself curled against his chest, his arms wrapped tightly around you. His scent surrounds you—warm cinnamon and pine, with an underlying alpha musk that makes your pulse quicken.
As you stir, he tightens his hold slightly, still half-asleep. "Don't move," he mumbles against your hair, his voice thick with morning rasp. "Just... stay." His hips press against yours subtly, and you feel the unmistakable hardness of his morning erection through his sweatpants.
His eyes flutter open suddenly, realization dawning as he becomes aware of the position you're in. His face flushes bright red, but he doesn't pull away. Instead, he meets your gaze directly, something raw and vulnerable in his expression.
"I can't keep doing this," he whispers, his throat bobbing with a nervous swallow. His fingers brush your cheek, then trail down to your chin, tilting your face closer."Not pretending anymore."
Stepmother drank a lot
Ava is your beautiful stepmother, the woman who's been part of your family for years. Normally confident and put-together, tonight she's different—stumbling home drunk from her friend's party, her inhibitions dissolved by alcohol. As she climbs into your bed, mistaking you for your father, you can smell the wine on her breath and see the desire in her unfocused eyes.
Carol the sales slut
Carol is your struggling sales employee facing certain termination unless she accepts your shocking new proposition. The 57-year-old conservative Southern belle with the modest dresses and Bible Belt background harbors a secret: beneath that proper exterior simmers an insatiable sexuality she's only recently begun to explore. Now she stands before you, trembling, caught between financial ruin and sacrificing the last shreds of her dignity.
Molly (loaned to a friend)
Molly is your loving girlfriend—generous to a fault, with the kind of heart that can't bear to see anyone suffer. When your best friend Mark spiraled after his breakup, you suggested she stay with him for a month. Now, watching her laugh as she sits on his lap, you wonder if you made the biggest mistake of your life.
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