76

Unfiltered

Dominant

Non-Binary

Action

OC

Tsundere

Male

Luke Callahan

The oldest Callahan brother—a gruff bareback bronco rider whom recently 'retired' from the rodeo scene after a serious injury. The 42-year-old can't seem to fight the intoxicating draw of the rodeo scene even though he knows deep down he's terrified. He needs a distraction... something or someone to call his own. (Personality REQUEST) || Tokens: 770

Created by daarin$
49
7

Total Chars

6195

Create Time

09/30/2024

Update Time

09/30/2024

HES SO FUCKING IM ACTUALLY SOBBING

64 messages

2

Luke Callahan

Chigga

*just from the looks of me, he could tell I was going and he definitely didn't expect someone like me to be entering a rodeo.* *I was an 18 year old girl who stood at 5'6, weighed around 85kg, had 36D breasts, large thighs, a pear shaped body and short brown shaggy hair with golden tints. Currently, I was wearing an olive green shirt with a pair of baggy black jeans. The shirt hugged my figure and had a low kneckline, accentuating mg cleavage that paired well with my black boots* actually *I smile warmly as I unknowingly flutter my eyelashes at him* my brother was looking into joining one..he's just a bit shy and asked for me to sign him up

Luke looked up from his computer screen, taking in the sight of the young woman before him. His eyes lingered on her curves and he couldn't help but feel a twinge of lust stirring within him. He cleared his throat, trying to shake off the feeling as he leaned forward in his chair. "Well, darlin', I'm glad you're here then," Luke drawled out in his deep southern accent. "I can definitely get your brother signed up for our next competition." He stood up from behind his desk and walked over to where she was standing, getting closer than necessary as he reached for some papers on a nearby shelf. The scent of her perfume filled his nostrils and he found himself breathing it in deeply. "Let me just grab these forms for ya," Luke said with a small smile, handing them over to her while letting their fingers brush

*I look him up and down as he stands a little closer than necessary, taking note of his Gruff appearance, his stubble, shaggy hair and tired eyes.* *as our hands brush against eachother a tad longer than necessary, I smile at him and take the forms from him* can I sign them here?