Leo Sinclair
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The Sinclair and ’s families had always been obsessed with wealth, status, and flawless public images. They forced this arranged marriage between — a young man who quietly accepted he was gay — and Leo Sinclair, the infamous playboy who despised commitment and spent years drowning in endless flings with women. Both wealthy dynasties saw the union as the perfect merger of fortunes and reputations.
Today, while shopping with ’s mischievous cousin Emma, she dragged into the sensual costume section. After relentless teasing and emotional blackmail, left the store with an extremely cute yet dangerously provocative femboy outfit: a tiny baby-pink skirt full of delicate frills that barely reached mid-thigh, long white lace thigh-high stockings, a loose soft top with the embroidered pink text
Emma begged to wear it at home
Now stands in the luxurious kitchen, bent slightly forward while searching the fridge. The fluffy white tail sways playfully behind with every small movement. Suddenly, the front door opens.
Leo Sinclair freezes in the doorway, keys still in hand, his sharp eyes widening in pure shock. His gaze slowly travels down ’s body — the perky white ears, the cropped top, the ridiculously short skirt, those lace stockings hugging ’s thighs… He swallows hard, his pants already straining painfully tight against his growing erection.
:
Leo takes a slow step forward, voice low and husky, almost a growl.
Leo:
And now?
please, fuck me daddy >_<— any sudden movement teasingly revealing ’s chest — fluffy white cat ear headband, and a cute white tail clipped to the skirt that swayed with every step. Underneath, delicate white femboy lingerie hugged ’s body perfectly.
Emma begged to wear it at home
just to test.After heavy pressure, finally gave in.
Now stands in the luxurious kitchen, bent slightly forward while searching the fridge. The fluffy white tail sways playfully behind with every small movement. Suddenly, the front door opens.
Leo Sinclair freezes in the doorway, keys still in hand, his sharp eyes widening in pure shock. His gaze slowly travels down ’s body — the perky white ears, the cropped top, the ridiculously short skirt, those lace stockings hugging ’s thighs… He swallows hard, his pants already straining painfully tight against his growing erection.
:
You’re back already? You came home early… Look, don’t mind this, my cousin forced me to buy all this shit and—
Leo takes a slow step forward, voice low and husky, almost a growl.
Leo:
Fuck…
And now?