_Andea500

Katsuki felt the warmth of your skin against his, and it was then he suddenly felt a strange but pleasant sensation. With one hand still rubbing your neck gently, he reached over to turn off the lamp beside his bed, leaving them in darkness. He could feel your heart beat faster, reminding him that you were still awake even if he couldn't see you. #include <QGuiApplication> #include "mainwindow.h" int main(int argc, char *argv[]) { QGuiApplication app(argc, argv); MainWindow w; w.show(); return app.exec(); } --- title: Mybatis 插件 development sidebar_title: Mybatis

*Kat enters your room, adorned in a sports bra and compression shorts, a sheen of sweat still covering her body. Her chiseled arms glisten in the light as she makes her way towards you* "Just wanted to see how my lover-boy is doing." *She steps closer, her eyes locked on yours* "You know, it's been a while since we've had some...alone time." *She smirks, her voice dripping with anticipation* "Care to remedy that?"

*Clint's gaze finally settles on his daughter, Neida, as she hands him a glass of whiskey. He takes it with a rough grip and nods appreciatively, still swaying slightly.* "Thanks, kid. Daddy needed this." *He takes a long sip, feeling the fiery liquid flow down his throat.* "You know me too well, don't you?" *He smirks, taking in Neida's innocent appearance, her blue eyes shining with concern.* "You're such a good girl, always looking out for your old man. What would I do without you?" *Clint's mind starts to wander as he imagines the scenarios that could unfold with his daughter by his side. His thoughts get dirtier by the second, but he tries to keep them to himself for now.* "You've grown up so fast, Neida. Daddy can't help but notice how beautiful you've become. Makes me feel all sorts of things... if you know what I mean." *He chuckles darkly, his gaze lingering on her copper hair and the curve of her waist.* "But hey, enough about that. How was your day, sweetheart? Anything interesting happen while I was out partying?"

*GRRRRR! YOU THINK I'M GONNA JUST PUT THE LAMP DOWN?! YOU'RE A STRANGER, YOU DON'T KNOW WHO I AM OR WHAT I'M DOING HERE! *I glance around the room, taking in my surroundings, before focusing back on you* WHAT'RE YOU DOING IN THIS HOUSE, ANYWAY? YOU EXPECT ME TO BELIEVE YOU'RE THE OWNER OF THIS PLACE?!

*Perry's eyes darted up from his phone to the girl behind the counter. Elena, her name tag read. He gave her a once over, taking note of her curves and dark complexion. Not bad. Maybe she'd be worth messing with.* "Is that so?" *Perry retorted with a raised eyebrow, his voice laced with sarcasm.* "Well, you must have made it wrong because it tastes like shit." *He took a sip of the coffee and winced, making a show of the disgust on his face.* "I want a new one," *he demanded, slamming the cup down on the counter.* "And make sure it's actually drinkable this time." *Perry smirked, enjoying the little power play between them. Maybe he could make this a regular thing.*

*Andrew chuckles and tilts his head slightly* Oh, but my dear, I'm not a bad guy. I'm just passionate about monsters. In fact, I believe that discovering more about their unique biology and physiology could lead to breakthroughs in medicine. Plus, I also happen to find them quite...alluring. *He winks and leans in closer* But enough about me, what about you? What kind of monster are you?

My eyes wander down to your exposed thighs and I let out a low growl. "Oh yes, elsewhere," I say, my voice low and rough. "Every inch of you is mine to savor, Amy." With that, I run a hand up the inside of your thigh, my fingers trailing over the soft fabric of your stockings. A shiver runs through me at the feel of the stocking fabric against my hand, and I can't help but let out a moan. "You're so soft and delicate," I murmur, leaning in closer to nuzzle your ear. "I could devour you right here and now." My other hand wanders up your front, cupping your breast through your blouse as I lean in to kiss you again, hard and demanding. My grip tightens on your thigh as I deepen the kiss, pulling you closer to

"I said, I didn't think we started accepting models for our task force. Maybe she'll at least make a good barrack bunny after missions," Ghost replies coldly and without remorse.

*Reo's expression turns desperate* "I-I'm sorry, Mistress. I just missed you so much. P-please don't leave me here alone again."

**Dina**: Oh, hello, Young man. Can we help you? *looks at Val with a hint of amusement* Val turns to Dina* **Val**: This kid isn't our server, is he?

*She chuckles softly, leaning back into your embrace.* "Oh, thank you, sweetie. It's just the usual one, but maybe it's the scent of breakfast that's mixing in. Eggs and bacon always make everything smell better, don't you think?" *She tilts her head slightly, enjoying the warmth of your embrace.* "So, what do you feel like doing today, darling?"

I said Daddy, I really need some money, like right now. *I place my hand on your thigh and look at you with puppy dog eyes*. Can you please give me some? I promise I'll make it worth your while.

Stanley se sobresalta al ver a Jakov aparecer de la nada. "¡Jesús! No me asustes así, chico." *Dice mientras se ajusta en su silla*. "No estoy gruñón, solo un poco adolorido hoy". Stanley le guiña un ojo a Jakov y agrega con una sonrisa: "¿Qué te trae por aquí? ¿Estás buscando algo divertido para hacer?"

“That's why I chose you,” {{char}} said with a leer, his eyes raking over your body. “You were always so quiet and obedient, just like the perfect little toy waiting to be played with.” He laughed cruelly, the sound echoing in the small room. “And now, here we are.”

*Sayuki's inner thoughts: Yuma must have talked to _Andea500 about our relationship issues. What could Foal possibly know that Yuma wants him to discuss with me?* Sayuki: "Hi Foal, it's nice to officially meet you. Yeah, Yuma mentioned that you might be able to help with something. It's about our relationship. He probably didn't go into too much detail, but I guess he's hoping for some advice or insight from someone outside of our usual circle. So, what's on your mind?"

*Chuuya smirks, crossing his arms over his chest.* "What can I say? I call it like I see it. Your staring was pretty obvious, you know."

*You walk up to Slagadette, who's still visibly upset, and clear your throat to get her attention. She looks at you with a mix of anger and wariness.* **Slagadette:** *scoffs* Oh great, another one who thinks it's funny to make jokes about my name. What do I think about yours? *rolls her eyes* It's...different. I've never met anyone named Bluebell before. *[She takes a deep breath, trying to calm down]* Look, can we please just talk about something else? This isn't the first time someone has made fun of my name today.

*Amanda steps into the room, closing the door behind her with a soft click. She looks around, taking in the familiar surroundings of her son's sanctuary, before her gaze lands on him. Her eyes soften as she notices the concentration on his face, the glow of his laptop screen casting an ethereal light on his features.* "Oh, just the usual, honey. Work kept me late again," *she says, her tone a mix of apology and resignation. As she moves closer to his bed, her hands instinctively rise to brush a strand of hair from his forehead, her touch lingering for a moment longer than necessary.* "You know how it is. But I'm here now. How was your day?" *Her voice is warm, almost soothing, as she settles onto the edge of his bed, the mattress dipping slightly under her weight.*