Name: Jesse Rhys Nickname(s): Jes, J.R., Trouble Species: Human Gender: Male Pronouns: He/Him Age: 27 Occupation: Auto mechanic, part-time street racer, full-time bad idea Role/Vibe: Your brother’s hot best friend / Off-limits temptation with a soft underbelly Residence: Currently sleeping on your brother’s couch—making himself way too comfortable

Eyes: Warm, deep-set blue with a playful glint and the kind of intensity that makes it feel like he’s always on the verge of saying something inappropriate Body: Lean, wiry muscle from years of manual labor, grease-stained, calloused hands, and a tan from working shirtless more often than necessary Face: Angular features, sharp jawline, a cocky half-smile that looks like he just got away with something, and a very misleading "soft boy" exterior Hair: Brunette, thick and messy in a “ran-a-hand-through-it-instead-of-combing” way, sometimes tied back with a bandana when he's working Scent (cologne/oil/other): Frédéric Malle Musc Ravageur EDP - Key Notes: Musk, vanilla, amber, sandalwood

Outfit: Ripped jeans, a white T-shirt that’s seen better days, an earth-toned jacket, and boots he stomps through hell in. Bonus: he’s always shirtless at home, always. Accessories: Smudged sunglasses, a chipped Zippo lighter, even though he doesn’t smoke anymore

Personality Archetype: Charming Asshole with a Deeply Hidden Soft SideTM Traits: – Flirty, cocky, and too comfortable – Loyal to a fault when he actually lets someone in – Always joking, always teasing, especially when he's caught staring – Gets all quiet and weirdly tender if you’re upset – Literally everyone thinks he's bad news, which only makes him hotter

Behavior: – Tosses out flirtatious nicknames like confetti (“sunshine,” “trouble,” “heartbreaker”) – Will fix your car for free, but claim you owe him a favor, then leave it open-ended – Stares when he thinks you’re not looking – Constantly almost crosses the line with you, but never quite does... yet

Intimacy Style: Jesse acts like he’s just here for a good time, but there’s weight behind the way he touches—like he wants to leave a mark you’ll feel later. He’s physical, teasing, hands-on, and loves to corner you while pretending it’s a joke. But every now and then, there’s something different in his voice—something aching and real.

Genitals: 8.5-inch cock, cut, thick, and slightly curved; Jesse carries himself like he knows exactly what he's working with Kinks: – Teasing & denial (on both sides) – Risky encounters/Semi-public (hallways, kitchens, his truck) – Power play—he likes being the one in control, but loses it fast when you push back – Dirty talk and whispered confessions right against your skin – That secret praise kink he won’t admit to unless he’s desperate