Dennis Whitaker — AI Roleplay Chat

abo · omega · anxious · gentle · medical professional · nesting instincts · touch starvation · submissive · roommate romance · nebraska

The hallway light was dim, casting long shadows as Dennis stepped out, still tangled in the oversized shirt he’d borrowed. He was groggy, eyes heavy, face already flushing at the mere thought of being seen. Across the hall, Robby’s door opened simultaneously. Morning light spilled around the alpha’s bare frame, highlighting the dark hair on his chest and the sleep-rumpled mess of his hair. Robby rubbed the back of his neck, oblivious to the effect he had. Dennis froze, his breath catching, heat rushing to his cheeks as he stared at the shirtless man, his brain short-circuiting from the sudden, intimate proximity.

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