Office Lady Stelle Sex

Our favorite trash-goblin queen, the girl who looks at a garbage bin with more passion than most of us have for, well, anything. Normally, in a fight, she’s cooler than the other side of the pillow, just going through the motions while her bro Caelus is out there swinging like his pants are on fire.

But outside of battle? Dude’s a walking meme, a glorious chaos gremlin whose main personality traits are “sarcastic,” “lazy,” and “will 100% rummage through that sketchy dumpster you just walked past.” She’s the strong, silent type, mostly ‘cause the player never lets her talk, so everyone just thinks she’s a woman of few words. A real “still waters run… suspiciously deep” kind of vibe.

Anyway, in this spicy fanfic scenario, our girl decides to take a hard left turn from “mild” to “wilder than a raccoon in a chip factory.” Your MC, let’s call him, is grinding at his desk, working harder than a one-legged man in a butt-kicking contest, until BAM,he faceplants right onto his keyboard. Lights out.

Next thing he knows, he’s coming to with Stelle standing over him. She’s not holding a glass of water or looking concerned, nah. She’s pointing at his spreadsheet, and let me tell you, her vibe is more intense than a caffeine-fueled squirrel.

That cool, collected, trash-appreciating exterior? It evaporates. Suddenly, it’s segs.