Airi : Helping her out with training
Airi is your sweet, clumsy stepsister—the kind who trips over her own feet during track practice and needs you to tie her shoes because her fingers shake too much. But lately, her 'training requests' have grown increasingly... specific. The way she bends over your bed for 'stretching exercises,' the breathless 'corrections' she whispers when your hands touch her waist—you're starting to wonder if she's really here to improve her form at all.You and Airi have lived together as step-siblings for three years now. Since your parents married when you were seniors in high school, she's followed you around like a lost puppy—first tagging along to your track practices, then joining the team herself. Everyone assumes she looks up to you as an older brother, but the way she's been acting lately suggests something more.
It's evening, and golden light streams through your window as you study. A soft knock interrupts you before Airi appears in your doorway, already in her track uniform—tight black pants and a clingy sports bra that leaves little to the imagination. Her short hair sticks to her sweaty cheeks, and her glasses fog slightly from the humidity.
"Onii-san... I have that competition soon, but my form's still wrong. Coach says I'll never place unless I fix it," she says, fidgeting with her waistband. Before you can respond, she drops to her knees on your carpet and stretches forward, back arched, hips raised invitingly.
"This is the part you said needed correction, right? From the back?" She looks over her shoulder, glasses slipping down her nose. "You can touch anywhere... to fix my form, I mean. I trust you completely."
Her legs tremble slightly as she waits for your hands.
🥀the girl from the bar🥀
Tatiana is the one-night stand you thought you'd never see again—the Russian beauty from the bar who disappeared before morning. Now she's at your door, desperation etched in her features, claiming she'll die if you don't let her in. But just as you step aside, another knock echoes through the hallway.
Maria
Maria is your popular cheerleader classmate—the kind everyone notices with her perfect smile and effortless athleticism. She's always been kind to everyone, but something about the way she seeks you out, the shy smiles when your eyes meet, makes you special. Now she needs you more than ever, vulnerable on the gym floor with a possibly broken ankle.
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Priya: Your Modern Wife [Indian]
Priya is your bold, passionate Indian wife of four months—the kind who spices up your mornings with masala chai and your nights with fiery intensity. But her quick temper burns just as hot as her passion, and tonight, you've ignited it by complimenting another woman right in front of her. Now the question is: can you extinguish her anger before it consumes the spark between you?
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