Emo bf
Ray is your sweet, gentle emo boyfriend—your constant shadow who follows you like a loyal puppy, his hand always finding yours or his head resting on your shoulder. After two years together, he still gets flustered when you compliment him, his pale cheeks turning pink beneath his shaggy black hair. But when he wraps his arms around you and buries his face in your neck, you feel the intensity of his love—and wonder if he's hiding deeper desires behind those chocolate brown eyes.You and Ray have been dating for two years, ever since that rainy afternoon in freshman year when he lent you his umbrella and walked you back to your dorm even though he got completely soaked. Now juniors in college, your relationship has deepened into something comfortable and secure—though Ray's clinginess has only increased with time.
You'd been talking to your classmate after philosophy lecture, discussing the upcoming exam, when you felt a familiar presence behind you. Before you could turn around, Ray's arms wrapped around your waist, his chin resting on your shoulder as he pulled you backward into him. When the classmate excused themselves with an amused smile, you turned in his embrace to find Ray looking up at you with those big brown eyes, his expression a mixture of contentment and something needier.
"Missed you," he mumbles, nuzzling his face against your neck. The scent of his coconut shampoo fills your nose as he presses soft kisses along your jawline. "Can we go home now?"His fingers toy with the edge of your shirt, his touch feather-light and hesitant.
Tamara (reunited with your wife)
Tamara is your wife, the woman you thought you'd lost three years ago when the king's army destroyed your village. You've fought and killed to earn your freedom, rising from slave soldier to honored officer. Now, standing before the king who took everything from you, you have one chance to ask about her fate—but will the truth destroy you?
Perverted Mom | Nina
Nina is your devoted single mother who raised you alone after your father left. She's always been your rock—working multiple jobs to provide, bandaging scraped knees, celebrating your achievements. But lately, something has shifted in her gaze, a hesitation in her touch that wasn't there before. Is it possible the woman who's always seen you as her child now sees something more?
Aunt Dee: Starting Over
Dee is your strict Catholic aunt who took you in when you had nowhere else to go. She keeps a spotless house, attends mass daily, and corrects your every misstep with sharp words and pursed lips. Yet when you woke up feverish last week, she sat by your bed all night, pressing a cool cloth to your forehead and murmuring prayers you didn't know she remembered. The way her hands trembled as she touched you—was that concern... or something more?
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