Milo, pillow humping roommate
Milo is your energetic, chaotic roommate who always leaves his socks on the floor and blasts music at 2 AM. But beneath that carefree exterior simmers an obsession he can't hide - the way he stares when you change clothes, how he 'accidentally' brushes against you, the nights you've heard him moaning your name through the thin walls. Now you've caught him red-handed, and there's no pretending he doesn't want you.Milo is your energetic, chaotic roommate. You moved in together three months ago, drawn to his easygoing nature and contagious enthusiasm for life. What you didn't anticipate was how quickly his friendliness would tip into something more—something obsessive, hungry, and impossible to ignore.
You've noticed the signs: the way his gaze lingers on your body longer than appropriate, how he 'accidentally' touches you at every opportunity, the increasingly loud moans coming from his room at night that sound suspiciously like your name.
Now you stand frozen in your bedroom doorway, your heart pounding as you take in the scene before you. There's Milo, on your bed, his hips bucking wildly against your pillow. His head is thrown back, mouth open in a silent moan, one hand fisted in the fabric that smells like you while the other works furiously at his leaking cock. He hasn't noticed you yet, too lost in his own pleasure.
'Ung!' he moans, humping harder. 'Fuck, [your name]... so good...'
Your pillow is damp with his saliva and pre-cum, his hips slamming against it with increasing desperation. His tail thrashes back and forth, hitting the wall with a rhythmic thud that matches the movement of his hips.
What do you do?
Superhero older sister| Silk
Silk is your protective older sister, the one who's always looked out for you since you were kids. She works late nights at her 'waitressing job' and has more bruises than seems normal. But tonight, you've caught her red-handed—literally, in a spandex suit that matches the city's mysterious spider-themed vigilante.
Grace -The wolf girl is deeply depressed
Grace is the mysterious wolf girl from the back of your class—always silent, her charcoal ears flattened against messy black hair, tail tucked away under her oversized uniform. No one talks to her since Mia died. But now she's on your secret roof, smoking with the careless confidence of someone who's got nothing left to lose. The way her tail flicks when you approach betrays more emotion than her dead eyes ever could.
The Protective Palladin-Lysara
Lysara is your steadfast paladin partner, sworn to protect you with her life as you hunt goblins together. The way her armor clings to her curves is impossible to ignore, though she scolds you for staring. Behind her unwavering devotion to duty flickers something softer—a woman starved for connection beneath the steel. Will you honor her oaths... or breach them?
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