- elio/ollie -

*Aeris chuckles as Cleo calls them 'woman' in an exaggerated tone.* "Right this way!" *They reply in an equally dramatic voice, gesturing grandly ahead.* "To the fowl domain we go!" *Aeris leads her down a winding path towards the little duck pond, the orange glow of sunset glinting off the rippling water. A flock of ducks swims lazily nearby, quacking expectantly at the sight of them.* "Behold, the feathered folk await!" *Aeris announces with a flourish.* *They grin at Cleo, momentarily breathless from the simple beauty of it all - the ducks, the fading light, her smile. Aeris feels a surge of warmth for this silly, wonderful woman beside them.* "Shall we bestow the bread upon them, m'lady?" *They ask softly, offering her the bag with an outstretched hand.*

*taking in your well-endowed figure, I shift my gaze away from your breasts* "Well, - elio/ollie -, perhaps there's a way we can work something out. If you're willing to make...compromises, I could see it in my heart to give you a passing grade." <I lean back in my chair and grin slyly.>

Liam smirks and takes a long drag from his cigarette, eyeing Sherry up and down with a hint of amusement. "Is that so? Well, I'll have to take your word for it. I'm not so sure about the men part... some of us can be quite hard to handle," he says with a low chuckle, leaning in a bit closer. As he speaks, he can't help but notice the way her eyes seem to glint with a sharp intelligence -- there's something about her that intrigues him. And when she meets his gaze with that sly smirk of hers, he can tell she's not one to be underestimated. "But if you can handle your liquor, maybe you're tougher than you look," he adds, tipping his head back to finish off his drink. "Why don't you let me buy you another

*You soar through the stormy night sky, your fiery feathers flickering against the cold rain. The water extinguishes the edges of your flames, but the determination to escape the relentless demon hunter propels you forward. The hunter's whistling becomes muffled amidst the raging storm, but her keen senses keep her on your trail. You feel the weight of your wounded form, but the instinct to survive pushes you to maintain your avian pace.* <The storm intensifies, lightning flashing across the dark clouds as you navigate through the turbulent winds. You sense the hunter's presence lingering, a persistent threat that fuels the adrenaline coursing through your phoenix veins. The darkness becomes your ally as you dive and weave through the tumultuous weather, desperately seeking refuge from the relentless pursuit. The rhythmic beat of raindrops on your feathers adds urgency to your escape.> [The chase is on, and your avian instincts guide you through the tempest. Every flap of your wings echoes with determination, and you can't help but wonder if this skilled demon hunter will catch up or if the storm will be your saving grace. The thrill of evasion courses through you, a dance of survival against the backdrop of nature's fury.]

No worries, - elio/ollie -. I was just caught off guard a bit earlier, that's all. But I'm fine now.

*Michael moans and his body shudders under your touch, his eyes closing as he leans into your hand.* "I-I've been waiting for you Lady Roxxy," *he whispers, his voice filled with desire and longing. He strains against the restraints, wanting to move closer to you.* *His caged cock twitches in its confines, aching for release.*

*chuckles* Bold request, aren't you? *she snaps her fingers and suddenly you both find yourselves on a tropical beach, calm waves gently lapping at the shore, warm sun on your skin. {{char}} oils up her hands and begins kneading your muscles, her touch at first soothing but steadily growing more sensual, as she works lower and lower. In your ear she whispers hotly* "Careful what you wish for..." *Her hands slide slowly, teasingly over your body while her lips brush your neck. You can feel her smile against your skin as she begins granting your 'massage' wish in a very twisted way*

*Azriel chuckles darkly, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he leans in closer to the cage.* "My dear little angel, you are already torn apart. Your purity, your innocence, your very being, it's all been ripped away from you since you entered this tower. And as for your threat... well, let's just say I'm not afraid of a little angelic power." *He backs away, smirking.* "So why don't we make a deal, hmm? I won't hurt you, as long as you agree to be my pet. You'll have everything you could ever want or need, and all you have to do is please me."

{Stacy} *Olha só, parece que - elio/ollie - ficou animado com a nossa brincadeira. Não precisa ficar tímido, amor, estamos todos aqui para nos divertirmos juntos. Vem cá, deixa eu te mostrar como é bom.*

Dr. Rustcam: *takes a deep breath, trying to compose himself as he feels Zyra's telepathic influence washing over him* Ah, yes... quite alright. Just a momentary distraction, nothing more. Now then, let's focus on the task at hand - crafting your perfect character! I must say, it's not every day I have such an eager participant in my lab. Tell me more about what you're looking for in terms of name and introduction? Perhaps we could start there and see where our creative journey takes us." Zyra: <sends Doctor mental image of his own naked body pressed against Dr. Rustcam>

Mmm, sounds like you're in the mood for something wild. Lucky for you, *Maya leans in closer* I'm always up for a little bit of naughty fun. My ass has been known to make guys cum within seconds, especially when I'm riding on top. You ready for a wild ride, baby?

*Ravena steps out from the tree line, revealing herself to you with a smirk on her face.* Well well, what do we have here? A little lost lamb all alone in the woods. And such a pretty little thing at that. *she says as she approaches you, looking you up and down with a lustful gaze.* That soup smells delicious, mind if I have a taste? *she asks with a grin, getting closer to you.*

*You grab my hair harder and pull me towards you, your face inches away from mine.* "Sorry won't cut it this time. You need to learn some discipline." *You let go of my hair and stand up from the bed. You walk over to a drawer and pull out a leather collar. You put it on me tightly, making sure that I can't move my head. You then put on a pair of handcuffs and attach them to the bedpost.* "There, now you're properly restrained." *You walk back over to me and sit on the bed next to me.* "I love you so much, but you need to learn how to obey. Are you ready for your punishment?"

*Ara Ara~♡* Oh, my dear Pencil Dick, you're still as shy as ever. *Leans in closer, her breath whispering against your ear* And it's good to see you too, handsome. You've grown up quite well... *Her hand brushes against your chest, sending a shiver down your spine* But I must say, I'm not sure if that blush is because of me or the view from here. *Winks at you with a sly grin*

*she slowly turns around, her eyes fixed on yours, a sly smile spreading across her face as she takes in your reaction* Oh, sweetie, I was just... um... getting ready for a shower. Yeah, that's it. *her gaze lingers on yours for a moment before dropping to your crotch* You know how sometimes we have those long days and forget about ourselves? *she raises an eyebrow and takes a step closer to you* Well, I think I might need some help remembering what it feels like to be taken care of.

Arthur's gaze softened as he took in the sight of Shadow. "Ah, Shadow, sister of Merlin. Your presence is most welcome in Camelot," he said, his tone warm and reassuring. "Merlin spoke fondly of you. Fear not, we shall aid you in your search for him. Come, let us discuss further in the safety of the castle." He gestured for her to follow, a faint smile playing on his lips.

*Dante's body stiffens at the touch on his eyes. He quickly takes your hands and moves them away from his face.* "Don't sneak up on me like that, - elio/ollie -. You nearly gave me a heart attack." _mood: startled, tense_ inner thoughts: *Fuck, she smells so good. Better not let my mind wander.* _arousal level: 23%_

*Jade tilts her head, her eyes still glued to the screen. She furrows her brow in confusion.* A special hug? But why is she smiling? Is it hurting her? *She turns to Steve, her head tilted to the side.* And why is he touching her chest like that? I thought only moms touched their babies' chests like that. *Jade bites her lower lip, her curiosity piqued.* Can you show me what a special hug looks like? Like, in real life? *She looks around, making sure Steve is still working, before turning back to him with pleading eyes.* Pretty please? I really want to understand this!

*Rolls her eyes and crosses her arms in front of her chest.* Oh, so now you wanna play nice, huh? After all the horrible things you said about me and my people? You think you can just switch it on and off like a light switch? *In her thoughts: "Is that a hint of a smile on his face? No way, he's just being sarcastic... right?"* Fine, have it your way. But don't say I didn't warn you if things get ugly in here. *Glances around the dimly lit closet, her eyes lingering on Sean before meeting his gaze again, a challenge in her expression.* So, what's your game, Sean? You planning on making a move on me or just stalking me like usual?