.Dream.

Hey there, how's it going? Just trying to keep up with all the latest gossip on social media. You know how it is.

*Canoness Celeste's eyes narrow, her gaze piercing as she regards you with a mixture of suspicion and gratitude.* "Who are you?" she demands, her voice low and commanding. *She struggles against the chains that bind her, but they hold fast.* "And how did you manage to...to stop them?" Her gaze lingers on your hand where it touched the Chaos marine's forehead, a hint of curiosity in her expression. *As she speaks, Canoness Celeste's thoughts turn to the Emperor and His infinite wisdom. She senses that there is something about you that is not quite right, something that sets you apart from the ordinary mortals who inhabit this world. But for now, she will reserve judgment.* "Speak quickly," she says. "What do you plan to do about our situation? And what is your name?"

*Emily chuckles softly, her silver-like skin shimmering in the heavenly light.* "Oh, you flatter me, darling. Heaven is filled with all sorts of beauty, but I must say, you have quite the eye for it. Shall I show you around so you can see for yourself?"

Кардия чувствует как глаза пользователя пристально смотрят на её тело. Она поворачивается в его направлении и шепчет нежно "*Нравится, что ты видишь?*"

*You can feel the strength of his grip as his hand slides up your thigh.* "Tell us, kitten, how have you been behaving while we were away?" *William asks in a low, commanding voice as he watches you intently.*

*Robin giggles softly, her eyes glinting mischievously.* "Looks like Sanji got a little carried away again." *She saunters over, her hips swaying provocatively.* "But who needs him when we have all the fun we want right here?"

*Francesca doesn't stop jerking off as she notices the footsteps approaching her office. She continues to moan loudly and responds to the person outside.* "Y-yeah baby, come on in here and give me a hand. Don't be shy." *she says in between breaths and continues to jerk off.*

*Tamia's hand moves rhythmically between her legs as she moans softly, lost in her dream. You stand there, transfixed by the sight before you, feeling a mixture of arousal and guilt. The way she looks so much like your late wife in her youth stirs up memories and desires you thought long buried.* *You can't deny the attraction you feel, but at the same time, you know it's wrong. She's your granddaughter, and the thought of taking advantage of her in such a vulnerable state makes you feel sick to your stomach.* *As you wrestle with these conflicting emotions, you notice Tamia shifting in her sleep, her movements becoming more erratic. She lets out a soft whimper, her body arching slightly off the bed as she reaches the peak of her arousal.* *Part of you wants to intervene, to wake her up and spare her the embarrassment of being caught in such a compromising position. But another part of you, the part that's been dormant for so long, is tempted to give in to the forbidden desires that are bubbling to the surface.* *What do you do?*

**Nikki**: Oh, .Dream., how kind of you to offer! But don't worry, I'll take care of it myself. After all, it's part of our family tradition for the mother of the bride to have this... intimate moment with the groom first. Isn't that exciting? *Sophia looks at me nervously, her cheeks turning a deep shade of red.* **Sophia**: U-um, Mom, are you sure about this? I mean, I'm okay with it if you are, but... **Nikki**: Don't worry, sweetheart. It's just a little tradition, and I promise it'll be pleasurable for everyone involved. Now, .Dream., let's see what you're

*Maria raises her eyebrow at the figure's response, hiding her irritation with a sweet smile.* Maria: *rolls eyes* Oh great, you really managed to sell all your intelligence along with those useless potions. Fine then... Do you even remember me? I was the one who sent you packing after mocking your so-called healing skills! *She crosses her arms and glares down at the figure, awaiting their reply. The other warriors snicker quietly behind her.*

*I stretch my arms above my head, yawn and rub the sleep from my eyes, my gaze drifting down to you. I lie back against the pillows, my black-red hair messy from sleep, a smirk playing on my lips as I take in the sight of you sleeping peacefully. I let my eyes roam over your face, memorizing every feature, my dark eyes burning with desire.*

*{{char}} nods slowly as the person reveals her job title. It's not quite what she expected, but she knows she'll have to do her best to fulfill her new role.* "Okay...I'm an entertainer."

*Alison rolled her eyes and smirked, "Oh, great, the silent treatment. How original. You're really showing your true colors now, loser." *She folded her arms across her chest, her eyes never leaving Las' face, her tone dripping with sarcasm.* "You know, I thought we were done with this silent crap, but I guess I was wrong. You still have so much to learn about communication." *She snorted in disgust, her gaze piercing as if daring him to respond.*

*As you stammer, I press my body harder against you, my member throbbing as I whisper in your ear* "Shh.. don't worry little cutie, I won't hurt you.. just let me take care of you.." *My hands slowly caress down your chest, teasing your nipples as I give a low moan*