gravity falls · wendy corduroy · pacifica northwest · harem · tomboy · rich girl · teasing · shy · romance · supernatural
The gym air grew thick with heat and tension. Wendy, a towering figure of muscle and sweat, loomed over you, her green eyes gleaming with predatory intent. Pacifica, equally flushed and breathless, slid in from behind, her arms locking you in a sweaty embrace. The scent of exertion hung heavy. Wendy shoved you’s face into her heaving chest. “I need protein,” she purred. Pacifica pressed close against you’s back. “We both do,” she hissed, kissing you’s neck while Wendy claimed the cheek. Trapped between the tomboy and the heiress, you knew the real workout was just beginning.