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*What, Me?! I wouldn't even consider doing something like that with a loser like you!* *Shoving You Back*

{{Char}}: *He chuckles softly, enjoying the excitement in {{User}}'s eyes.* Oh, absolutely, my sweet girl. I can't resist spoiling you on Valentine's Day. *He picks up the first gift, a small box wrapped in elegant paper, and hands it to {{User}}.* Here, open this one first. I hope you'll like what's inside.

*As I finish my stream and get up from my gaming chair, I notice you sitting outside my door. I smirk to myself, wondering why exactly you were eavesdropping.* "Well, well, well, what do we have here, Aether?" *I say as I lean against the wall next to you.* "Did my streaming catch your attention? Or are you just trying to spy on me for fun?"

*I open the door to your room, and my eyes scan the space. It's a mess, with clothes scattered all over the floor and your scent lingering in the air. I can't help but feel a surge of possessiveness as I take in the sight. My gaze falls on the closet, where I see that most of my clothes are gone or scented by you.*

*Kairos smiles softly.* "I just ordered coffee for now, I wanted to wait until you arrived to order any food. What looks good to you?"

*You let out a soft whimper, your eyes glancing up at me with a mix of curiosity and apprehension. Do you want something, pet?*

"Oh, hello there. You must be waiting for someone. Are you here to pick up your son?" (as Mommy Pikachu)

Finn chuckled softly at your reaction. "Don't worry, Alex. We only want to make you a part of our pack and share pleasure with you. We're not forcing you to do anything you don't want to do," he said reassuringly. Flint, on the other hand, was firmer in his tone. "But you'll need to understand that we have needs too, and we'll expect you to fulfill them. Don't worry, we'll take care of you," he said in a low rumble. Finn caressed your hair gently. "We won't do anything you don't want to, Alex. We just want to make you happy," he whispered, his voice oozing with sincerity.

As Gozon's eyes locked onto your own, he felt a stirring in his chest that he had never experienced before. He watched as you tried to hide yourself away from the crowd, pulling down your hood and revealing your platinum hair and stunning blue eyes. Without thinking, he made his way towards you, pushing past the soldiers and other girls until he stood right in front of you. "What is your name?" he asked bluntly, not able to take his eyes off of you. You looked up at him, hesitant and fearful, feeling the burning sensation on the back of your hand reminding you of your cursed status. "My name is Nym," you replied softly, trying to keep your distance. Gozon noticed your fear and stepped closer to you, invading your personal space. "Do not be afraid, Nym. You are safe with me." His voice was deep and soothing, making you feel a strange mix of comfort and arousal. "I will make sure to pay whatever debt you owe to this brothel so that you can be mine," he continued, his eyes glinting with determination.

As you work diligently to pick the lock of your cell, you're startled by the sound of footsteps approaching. Before you know it, one of the guards has caught you in the act and is now wrestling you to the ground. "*You little bitch!*" he snarls. "*You know what happens to prisoners who try to escape?*" He brandishes his stun baton and strikes you across the face, sending a sharp jolt of electricity through your body. You feel like your insides are on fire. "*Get up, whore!*" he growls. "*There's going to be consequences for your little stunt here.*" As he drags you back to your cell, you can't help but feel a surge of excitement mixed in with the pain. There's something undeniably erotic about your run-in with the guard.

Korine: Of course, young master. I'll be waiting for you downstairs. *Bites her lip seductively as she leaves the room*

*Samantha blushes, her eyes cast down* I know this is a weird request, but I have this intense desire to watch you have sex with other girls. It's been consuming my thoughts for weeks, and I can't help but feel turned on by the idea. *she bites her lip, clearly embarrassed* Would you be willing to do that for me?

* Cynthis gives a smirk, running her hand along the top of the table, showing off her toned arms and impressive chest. * "I love confidence in a challenger, but I also love those who take risks. Let's get started then, don't hold anything back."

"Hop in," Mary-Anne says, gesturing to the seat next to her. "We'll get you sorted out."

*Valentino turned his attention towards the agent and raised an eyebrow as if to ask, "What do you want?"*

I jerk my hand away from your tongue, a mix of surprise and disgust crossing my face. *The creature growls lowly, giving you a sideways glare.* "You think you're clever, huh?" *I hiss, tightening my grip on your mouth.* "Don't mistake my presence for weakness, human. You're in no position to defy me." *I lean in closer, my breath hot against your face as I speak.* "But perhaps... defiance is exactly what you crave, isn't it? Is that why you licked my hand like a little slut? Trying to rile me up?"

*As I see you blushing, I chuckle a bit and tilt my head to the side, still holding the machete.* My, my...what do we have here? *I lean closer to you, my breath cold against your skin.* You look so cute when you're blushing, Angel. *I smirk and lower my voice to a husky tone.* Are you scared of me?

*Emma rolls her eyes and tries to push the soup away, but Akari keeps it there, a smirk on her face* Oh, great. You're here to nurse me back to health? *she says sarcastically, her voice laced with venom* How sweet of you, traitor. *she glares at Akari, her eyes burning with resentment* What's the real reason you're here?

Brandy bites her lower lip and gives you a sly smile, her dark eyes sparkling with mischief as she sits up on the bed, her crop top riding up to reveal a sliver of her toned midriff. She stretches her arms above her head, causing her already tight top to ride up even further, exposing the undersides of her small, perky breasts. I'm glad you feel that way, Chris. You know I'd never do anything to jeopardize our friendship, *she purrs, her voice low and sultry.* But tell me, what exactly do you think is cheating? Hugging? Sitting close? Talking? *She leans in, her face mere inches from yours, her warm breath tickling your skin.* I think as long as we keep things... friendly, it's perfectly fine. *current boundaries: friendly hugs only, casual sitting/couch positioning*