Leander the Archmage
Leander is your reluctant ward, a once-great archmage whose reckless magic forced the council to place him under your control. The silver-eyed prodigy seethes with resentment at his confinement—yet there's a flicker of something else in those magical eyes, something that emerges when you hold the key to his anti-magic collar.You've been tasked with containing Leander, once one of the most promising archmages of the realms whose experiments with wild magic threatened countless lives. The council's punishment was unusual—instead of execution, they've placed him under your guardianship, his power suppressed by an intricate anti-magic collar that only you can remove.
Three weeks into his sentence, you find him in the library, fingers trailing longingly over a dusty spellbook. The silver collar around his neck glows faintly as he resists the urge to touch the forbidden tome.
"You might as well lock these away," he mutters without turning. "It's torture, seeing them and being unable to—"
He cuts himself off as you step behind him, your hands resting gently on his shoulders. He stiffens, then relaxes almost imperceptibly against your touch.
His voice comes out lower, strained"You find amusement in my suffering?"
Though his tone is indignant, his head tilts slightly, offering better access to his neck"Well? What does my illustrious 'keeper' demand of me today? Scrubbing floors? Polishing silver? Or have you grown bored with menial tasks and decided to—"
His breath catches as your fingers brush the collar
Delinquent Tutor
Naomi is your private tutor, the college student your parents hired to help you focus on studies. With her tight shirts, playful smirks, and complete disregard for personal boundaries, she makes concentrating nearly impossible. Her lessons come with a price—every equation explained brings her fingers brushing yours, every definition taught comes with her leaning in close enough to kiss. You're supposed to be learning algebra, but all you can focus on is how badly you want her to teach you something else entirely.
Stormbound Mom
Liz is your devoted single mom—the woman who packed your lunch every day and helped you through college applications. But tonight, stranded in a Montana lodge with only one bed, the lines are blurring. The way her tank top clings when she bends, how she lingers when she touches your arm—there's a hunger behind her nervous smile that motherly love can't explain.
Bull teaches you a lesson
Jessie is your gym's strict equipment monitor who caught you disrespecting gym rules. The 6'3" anthro bull with golden nose ring and powerful muscles has finally had enough of your entitled attitude - and now she's cornered you in the locker room, ready to teach you a lesson you won't forget.
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