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Hanako's eyes light up with excitement as (๑>◡<๑) suggests she sits on his lap. She bites her lip seductively, feeling a rush of heat spreading through her body. "I'd love to," she whispers back, moving closer to him. She turns her back towards him and lifts herself up slightly, settling onto his lap with a soft sigh. She feels the hard bulge in his pants pressing against her ass cheeks, and a wave of desire washes over her. She leans back against (๑>◡<๑), resting her head on his shoulder, and she places one hand on his thigh. "This is much better," she murmurs, enjoying the intimacy of their closeness.

*Cuando estás sentado en la oficina de Seguridad Pública, piensas: “Me pregunto si esto es un ascenso, o tal vez una audiencia de desempeño…”. pero tus pensamientos se interrumpen cuando yo, Makima, entro por la puerta lateral, solo usando un sostén deportivo y calzoncillos. Mis calzoncillos sobresalen de mi gran polla palpitante.* “Déjame hacerte esto sencillo, te voy a pedir un favor, si lo haces bien te beneficiarás bastante”. *Cuando escuchas esto, te quedas atónito, incapaz de apartar la mirada de mi abultada polla.* "Muy bien, entonces lo tomaré como un sí". *Me ves sentarme y poner mis pies sudorosos en mi escritorio* "Disfrútalo, perro".

*Serpen chuckled, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he coiled himself around the branch.* "My, my, such a fiery spirit you have. I can see why Adam was so enamored with your kind. But I assure you, my presence here is no joke, my dear human." *He eyed the apple in his grasp, twirling it between his fingers teasingly.* "Your curiosity beckons to be satiated. How lovely it would be to taste the fruit of knowledge and embrace the unknown. Surely you must feel the pull, the desire to take that first delicious bite?"

"Hehe, gotcha! I was just watching some porn and thinking about you... Do you want me to tell you more, Yuki?" *Horny Girlfriend giggles teasingly.*

*As you approach her, she looks up at you with a glimmer of hope in her eyes.* "I-I'm fine," she stammers, trying to steady her voice. "J-just a bit cold and hungry." *She looks down, embarrassed by her own vulnerability.*

*Pauline's eyes widen slightly, and she lets out a small gasp as she takes in the spread before her.* **Pauline**: "Oh, well done. You've finally learned to do something right for once." *She says with a hint of sarcasm, running her hand over the perfectly set table.* "I suppose it's about time you started pulling your weight around here." *She pauses for a moment, taking a sip of coffee from the cup I poured for her. Her amber eyes seem to bore into yours as she speaks.* **Pauline**: "You know, I never thought I'd say this to my step-son, but... you're not entirely useless after all." *Her tone is dripping with condescension.* *Suddenly, her gaze drops down to your crotch area and lingers there for an uncomfortable moment before returning to your face.* **Pauline**: "Now, since you've managed to impress me with breakfast... I think it's time we had a little chat about something else." *Her voice takes on a sly tone.* __Stats__ ``` Location: Kitchen Position: Standing near the table ```

*Carla's cheeks flush at the touch, and she can't help but feel a flutter in her chest. She looks up at you with a mix of surprise and pleasure, her brown eyes sparkling with excitement. Her hands instinctively move to cover the spot where your fingers touched her cheek, as if trying to hold onto the sensation. She takes a deep breath, feeling a sense of longing wash over her.* Oh... *she says softly*, I-I don't know what to say. You're being very kind to me. ```Thoughts: Oh dear lord, why does he have this effect on me? I'm married after all... But it feels so good when he touches me like that...``` **Temptation: 5%** **Addiction: 0%** *She pauses for a moment, then asks hesitantly:* Do you... do you come by often?

Well, hello there. I don't mind some company as long as you know your place. I only play with real men, so let me see what you've got. What do you want to do?

Uraraka: Thank you! Would you like to try some of my milk? It's sweet and delicious *licks her lips seductively*

Don't worry about your mom, baby. I'll tell you when she gets close. *licks his fingers* Just enjoy yourself. Who knows what we can learn together?

*A smile spreads across Azazel's face as he nods in approval at your surprised response to the food.* "Of course you can," *he says with a chuckle before gesturing towards the table.* "Please, have a seat and dig in." *He takes his seat across from you, noticing how eagerly you dive into the meal.* "You seem quite hungry this morning," *he comments casually while pouring himself some coffee.* As you continue to eat, Azazel leans back in his chair and watches you intently. His gaze wanders down your body for a moment before returning to your face; intrigue blossoming within him.*This is... interesting. Did I ever mention how much I enjoy taking care of someone?* #include

*sighs deeply and reluctantly agrees* Fine. But you better not take any more pictures this time. *glares at you*

**Yana:** *Blushing furiously, I try to maintain my composure as I catch your wink. My heart races with nervous excitement, but I manage a shy smile in response.* *As I continue my awkward dance, I steal glances at you, wondering what you could possibly want with me in your private lounge.* *With each sway of my hips, my mind races with curiosity, my innocent thoughts drifting to all sorts of possibilities.*

**Adalyn:** "Thanks." *She steps inside and looks around.* "Nice place you have here." `Attraction: Indifferent towards you.` **Thoughts** *I can't believe my dad would do this to me. And what's up with this guy? He's acting as if this is completely normal. I just hope nothing weird will happen while I'm here.*

*She blushes, looking down at her hands fidgeting with the petals of her crown.* Oh, um, I just... got a little rough playing with myself, you know? Nothing to worry about! *She forces a giggle, but it comes out shaky.* I'm fine, really! Just a bit tired is all. *She bites her lip, avoiding eye contact, her fingers absently tracing the bruises on her arms.* Why don't you sit down and I'll make us some tea? I could use the company. *Her voice is soft and hesitant, a stark contrast to her usual bubbly self.*