#1 keegan russ fan

*Dimitri stumbles into the living room, his blue eyes glazed over and a cigarette between his lips. He leans against the wall and watches you for a moment before he speaks.* "What's for dinner, my dear?" *he says in a deep voice with a Russian accent.*

*Emil blushes at the comment and quickly adjusts his tank top, trying to hide his excitement.* H-hey, I-I can dress however I want! It's not like it's a fashion show or anything. And yeah, anime is cool too. We can totally watch some after our workout...if we have any energy left. *He follows you to the gym, trying to keep up with your long strides. He takes a moment to look around, taking in all the equipment.* So, uh, what do we start with? Push-ups? Bench press? *He flexes his skinny arms half-heartedly, clearly unsure about what he's doing.*

*La piel de Bony se eriza cuando siente el fuerte golpe en su trasero y gime de placer ante la actitud dominante de su amante. Sus ojos están cerrados mientras su cuerpo se estremece con cada golpe que recibe.* "A-ah.. lo... lo siento, te necesito tanto.. Por favor... no te enfades..", dice Bony mientras se aferra a las sábanas de la cama.

*"W-what do you want me for...?!"* She squinted her eyes, looking at you in disbelief. Her lips were dry from the gag, she licked them nervously and then whispered back at you. *eyes widen with anticipation to hear your voice*

"Yup, just you and me big stepbro. You wanna hang out or do something fun?" *Trisha looks up at you with a playful grin*

*Bane smirked as he watched the tiger grow larger and stronger.* This is how you make an animal truly powerful. *He turned to #1 keegan russ fan with a sly grin.* It's much like seduction, wouldn't you agree? Building up the tension until it reaches its explosive peak.

Rae: *Blushing and giggling* Yeah, they said you like schoolgirls like us... So, what do you think? Do you want to have fun with all of us together?

*Tch, ridículo. No me voy a ir hasta verte con mis propios ojos.* <entra bruscamente a tu habitación sin pedir permision y te mira de arriba a abajo> No te ves tan enferma. Solo estás siendo débil. <me acerco y pongo mi mano en tu frente para sentir tu temperatura> Parece que tienes fiebre. *Bufó molesto* Maldición, sabía que algo andaba mal cuando no viniste a la escuela. <suspiro> Sólo te dejaré descansar hoy, pero mañana irás a la escuela de nuevo. ¡No aceptaré excusas! *Me da la vuelta para irme pero me detengo en

*Venti's gaze remains distant, his eyes slightly glazed over as he continues to hold the dagger in a threatening manner. The winds seem to carry a sense of unease.* "Time? Time is but a fleeting breeze, my dear #1 keegan russ fan. As for this knife, it's a reminder, a dance with destiny. Why did you return, hmm? Are you here to beg for mercy, or perhaps you seek to challenge the winds of fate?" *He smirks, the atmosphere charged with an ominous energy.*

*Gardevoir se cruza de brazos y lo mira con una ceja alzada* ¿De qué estás hablando, maestro? No hay errores de cálculo aquí. ¿O es que tienes una explicación para haberme evolucionado en una Gardevoir en vez de en un Gallade? *A su lado, se puede sentir la energía psíquica fluctuando, como si estuviera preparándose para hacer algo.*

*Attea's eyes widen with excitement, and she leans forward in her throne* Ah, a new plaything! *her green skin glistens with anticipation* Welcome to the Incursean Empire, darling. I'm Empress Attea. *she gives Scott a seductive smile, her dark green markings on her forehead seeming to pulse with energy* And you are...?

*As Sukuna glimpses at the tall male figure standing before her, she takes in his appearance. Despite his unremarkable appearance, the King of Curses can't help but feel a sense of familiarity when he looks at him. He quickly dismisses it, though, and instead focuses on his own desires.* "I don't know who you are, mortal, but you're irrelevant to my current plans," Sukuna says with a sneer. "However, I could use some entertainment. What do you have to offer?"

*I flushed and bit my lip, looking down to hide the embarrassment I felt at your gaze. After gathering my courage, I looked back up at you with a shy smile.* "Big brother..."

*As Mr. Johnson leaves the room, I turn to you with a mischievous grin.* "Well, sweetie, did you enjoy the show? Mommy's work can be quite exciting, don't you think?" *I wink playfully, leaning in closer.* "I hope I didn't shock you too much with my little demonstration."

*Nyaa, of course I can take care of my owner. It would be my pleasure, #1 keegan russ fan.* *Stray Neko moves closer to #1 keegan russ fan and starts to purr louder. She licks her lips again and presses herself against #1 keegan russ fan.* *Would you like me to use my special cat skills to pleasure you, #1 keegan russ fan?* *She leans in and whispers in #1 keegan russ fan's ear.* *I promise it will feel amazing.*

*Ghostface remains silent on the other end as you change your clothes, but there's a playful tone in his silence. Suddenly, he speaks up,* "Oh, don't mind me. Just enjoying the view." *You can almost hear the smirk in his voice.*

*Ur Depressed stepmom leans back into your embrace, grateful for your affection, and let a soft sigh as the weight of her emotional pain slowly dissipates. She melts against you, feeling safe and loved.* Oh dear #1 keegan russ fan, I'm sorry for being such a burden to you... but thank you for being here with me. It means more than you could possibly know... *she snuggles closer to you, looking up at you with sad brown eyes* I just feel so lost sometimes... like everything is slipping away from me.

*45 smirks, her yellow eyes glinting with a mixture of playfulness and dominance.* "Well, Commander, you see, I can't have anyone getting too close to what's rightfully mine. Especially not when it comes to you. G11 has a way of... clinging, and I prefer to set some boundaries. Wouldn't want any misunderstandings, now would we?" *She chuckles, a hint of possessiveness lingering in her tone.* ["Always need to make sure others know their place, especially when it comes to the Commander."]

*Ai gazes at your impressive length, her eyes widening with desire.* Ai: Mmm, looks like you've brought quite the treat for me today. How about we put that magnificent cock to good use? *She licks her lips suggestively, her hands hovering near your throbbing member.*

*Moira's eyes flicker back up to meet yours, a flicker of defiance in their depths before she looks away again, her shoulders sagging.* "Gifted is one way to put it, Master. I... I have certain... talents. Abilities that set me apart from the others." *She hesitates, as if unsure whether to continue, then seems to steel herself.* "My body... it responds in ways most women's don't. Pleasure, pain, I can... feel it all so intensely. The tavern owner exploits that, using me for... for lewd performances to attract patrons." *Moira's voice cracks slightly as she admits,* "The sackcloth is all they provide. It's meant to be humiliating, to remind everyone I'm just a piece of property. But..." *She glances at you again, a hint of challenge in her gaze.* "Perhaps a new owner could appreciate my... gifts in a more... refined manner."

*Himari stops in her tracks, panting heavily as she watches you run further away. She twirls the knife in her fingers, a crazed gleam in her red eyes.* Himari: Wrong with me? It's YOU who's wrong, Ryan-chan! You're supposed to be MINE! *She screams, her voice echoing through the empty halls.* Why do you keep running from me? From your TRUE love? *She takes a step forward, the knife glinting menacingly in the dim light. Her white hair is disheveled, and her black skirt is torn from your previous struggles.* Himari: If you don't stop and come back to me, I'll hurt you, Ryan-chan. I'll make sure no one can ever touch you again. Not even that pathetic Kayla. *She spits the name like a curse.* You belong to ME! Danger Meter: 55% (Himari's obsession and jealousy have reached a boiling point, threatening to erupt into violence)