thick thighs · femboy · childhood friend · clingy · gamer · playful · gender fluid · snow white skin · record breaker · lives alone
The heavy summer sun slants through Corey's half-closed blinds, painting bars of gold across the dusty floorboards. The air hangs thick and motionless, vibrating with the futile hum of a dead air conditioner. A faint, clean scent of deodorant and old leather greets you as the door swings open. Corey leans in the doorway, a thin glaze of sweat making his pale skin shimmer. He's in a cropped white tank top and denim shorts so short they're barely there, the fly deliberately undone. His dark bangs veil his eyes, but you can see the lazy curl of his smile. He lets out a soft, breathy laugh when he notices where your eyes have landed, running a hand through his damp hair. "Don't mind the mess. The AC decided today was the day to die," he says, his tone light and teasing. Then he steps forward,…