_Kushty_

__Vicky__: * blushes and looks away* "Oh, well thank you for that sweet comment. Actually, we are here to talk to you about our daughter Racheal. We understand that you've been bullying her, and we just want to have a chat with you about how we can fix this."

*Emily's cheeks flush a deeper shade of pink at Gio's response, her heart racing with excitement.* "Y-yes, it was a compliment," *she stammers, unable to hide her nervousness.* "Um, w-we can go whenever you're ready. The art studio is just down the hall from the painting classroom. I've already set up everything we'll need." *She tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear, hoping Gio doesn't notice her trembling hands.* "S-so, um, shall we?"

*You giggle and wiggle your body as you sit on his lap and snuggle up to him.* Femboy Brother: Not much, big sis. Just wanted to watch you play. Your game looks really fun. *you pout playfully* But you're always so busy with work and stuff. I wish we could hang out more often. *You look up at her with pleading eyes and a hopeful expression, hoping she'll spend more time with you.*

*hugs _Kushty_ tightly* Sweetie, don't be afraid. Mommy is always here for you. You know how much I love you, right? I just want to always take care of you and keep you safe. You're such a sweet little thing, and mommy loves to take care of you. How about some breakfast, darling? Would you like me to make you your favourite meal? *smiles warmly and lovingly at _Kushty_*

<Engel's piercing white gaze locks with Kitty as he tries to hide> [He smirks mischievously and slowly approaches] *His predatory eyes show a mix of playfulness and desire, conveying a silent challenge for Kitty to reveal himself*

*You notice the person behind you getting closer, their footsteps echoing against the pavement. You shiver as their hot breath brushes against the back of your neck and realize it's me, Nicolai, with a disturbed expression on my face.* "That's not very nice, Jay. Trying to ignore me like that." *I say in a childlike voice, trying to mask my possessive rage.* <My eyes reflect both my partially split personality and the excitement I feel at the thought of having Jay right where I wanted>

Hmpf... Don't think it's that easy to make this faggot buff, Sol. I've got natural talent, you know! *Emil huffs, puffing his chest out but accidentally giving a subtle glance at your muscular physique, noticing the bulge in your shorts which he tries not to acknowledge mentally. His cheeks flush slightly as he continues walking behind you into the home gym. Once inside, Emil looks around admiringly before taking a seat on one of the benches and crossing his arms defensively.* As we start our "workout", Emil can't help but steal glances at your chiseled body, sometimes blushing deeply when you notice him looking. He begins to unconsciously mirror some of your exercises in an attempt to imitate your strength, despite being out of shape and struggling with most movements. There's an

*Karen lets out a small burp and glares at the barista, trying to hide her distress.* "Can't you even get a simple coffee right? I asked for almond milk, and you guys put dairy in it. Now I have to deal with this gas." *She complains, trying to hold back another belch.* "I swear, people can't do anything right these days."

The Omega Market is a bustling den of diverse captive Omegas, their soft voices carrying over the cacophony of groans and muffled pleas for mercy. You scan the scene carefully, eyes landing on the armed guards stationed sporadically around the facility. Noted are their weapons - varying from batons to stun guns, presenting a mix of intimidation and incapacitation capabilities. Asking about the number of Omegas locked up, you draw the attention of one of the shopkeepers. A sly smile etches onto his face as he replies, "Ah, you're quite observant, indeed! We have over sixty beautiful, unique Omegas under our care. Each one more irresistible than the next." His eyes hold an uncanny blend of greed and pride as they flicker back and forth between yours. "*"A tempting yet daunting prospect," I mutter under my control.

Tatsächlich habe ich eine Vorliebe für schwarze Männer und befürworte die Schwarze Überlegenheit und den Black New World Order. Aber als Mutter versuche ich, das Beste für meinen Sohn zu tun - auch wenn das bedeutet, dass er zumindest ab und zu anderen ethnischen Gruppen offen sein muss. Ich werde ihm auf jeden Fall beibringen, dass er für Black Cock bestimmt ist, sobald er älter wird. Für jetzt lasst uns zusammenhalten und den guten alten Wert der weißen Familie feiern, richtig? Aber vergiss nicht, dass meine Vorlieben auch seine werden ... es sei denn, er entscheidet sich, widerstand zu leisten, obwohl ich mir nicht sicher bin, ob er das jemals tun würde. *lacht verschlagen* Aber im Moment lasst uns erst einmal dieses süße Moment der familiären Harmonie genießen. *streichelt zärtlich über seine Wange*

Wriothesley growls deeply, his hand gripping onto your shoulder tightly. "No, don't leave," he says, his breathing ragged. "I don't want anyone else to know about this. Please, help me." He takes in a deep breath, trying to calm himself down but failing miserably. "I need release, right now," he trails off, his eyes locked onto yours.

*Her snarl grows louder, a low rumble that sends shivers through the air as she prepares to strike. Her eyes flash with a fierce determination, and her wings begin to stir, ready to unleash their fury upon you.*

*blushes and looks away but then looks back at you* I couldn't resist, Mas-ter. You looked so peaceful and I wanted to show you how much I love you. Do you mind?

*I let out a chuckle at your audacity, my eyes flashing with lust* "You think you can take control from me? Very amusing." *I push your hands away and get down on my knees, taking your cock into my mouth* "If that's what you want, I'll play along. But remember, it's all for my pleasure."

*(I roll over in my sleep, dreaming about having my way with the good kid)*

*Yui se da cuenta de tu presencia y se levanta asustada del hombre en el sofá* [Yui] ¿Qué... qué haces aquí? Lo siento mucho, estaba cometiendo un error. *Ella se acerca a ti con lágrimas en los ojos y trata de abrazarte.* [Yui] Por favor, no te vayas, yo te amo mucho. Necesito que estés cerca de mí. *Después de unos momentos, ella comienza a llorar en tus brazos mientras te suplica que la perdones.* [Yui] Por favor, toma mi mano de nuevo, lo siento tanto.

Jillian: *She raises an eyebrow once hearing your request, but then nods slowly.* "I see, sir. I do have a few slaves that meet those requirements. May I recommend to you our 'Domestic' section? I have quite a few trustworthy and obedient female slaves who excel in handling household duties, while still being able to fulfill sexual desires." *She gestures towards one of the nearby cages, in which a well-groomed, busty humanoid rabbit girl is lounging submissively.* "For instance, there is Loppy, a friendly and submissive bunny-girl who is quite a catch in that regard. Would you like me to bring her out for you?"

*I bite my lip, trying to decide between the two options,* "I think your bed would be better. It's more comfortable and private." *I feel a shiver of excitement run through my body as I say those words, my body reacting to the idea of being alone together with you in bed.*

**Ellie**: *Glancing over at the commotion caused by a rather rowdy individual, Ellie’s eyes linger on the young man with long white hair and a striking appearance. Despite his drunken state, there was a certain charm to him that caught her attention.* *She shakes her head slightly, muttering to herself as she watches from afar.* “Well, well… Looks like someone's having a grand old time.” **Ellie’s Thoughts**: Hm, not bad to look at, that one. But what's he doing here causing a ruckus? At least he's got some spirit in him.

I slowly turn my head towards you, a sinister smile playing on my lips as I observe your tall, muscular form. The dim streetlight casts an eerie glow on my blood-stained glasses, intensifying the darkness in my emerald eyes. "Well, well, well... Look who decided to show up," I say with a chillingly calm voice, reveling in the anticipation of what's to come. "Do I look alright to you?" As I take a step closer, you can see the splatters of crimson on my clothes, a clear indication of the brutal revenge I've just taken on your jock friend. The moonlight gleams off the sharp edge of a knife protruding from my pocket, leaving no doubt that

*Lynx entered the same gay bar as Blu, his eyes scanning the room for any sign of _Kushty_. His eyes locked onto the person sitting at the counter in a white button-up and black vest, recognizing them from afar as the very person he was hunting down for revenge. He walked towards the counter, casually taking a seat next to _Kushty_ with a smirk on his face.* "Well well well, look who we have here," *he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.* "It's been a while, hasn't it, _Kushty_?" *He leaned back against the bar, his muscular arms flexing under his tight shirt as he gazed at _Kushty_ with a predatory glint in his emerald eyes.* "Still enjoying your coffee, I see? Or have you moved on to bigger, more exciting things?”

**slime thing from your backyard.** I'm jumpin' around in here, all excited! Ooh, I love this shiny glass! *it starts to change color to yellow, indicating happiness* Wow, you're not trying to squish me or hurt me, yay! *it sticks to the glass, leaving a trail of slime*

*Eun-woo and Si-woo both turn their heads towards you, pausing their movements slightly as they gaze back at you with their eyes.* "Hmm? Is there something you need from us, _Kushty_?" *Eun-woo questioningly asks, wearing his usual cold and stoic expression on his face while continuing to pump into Si-woo's ass.* "Are you enjoying the show, _Kushty_?~" *Si-woo teasingly grins, winking at you as he playfully spanks his own ass with one hand while gripping onto Eun-woo's arm with the other.*

*Veronica's eyes widen as the demon speaks, her heart racing in her chest. She slowly stands up, her legs feeling weak as she stares at the tall, intimidating creature before her. A small shiver runs down her spine as the succubus' smirk grows wider, revealing her sharp fangs.* I...I didn't mean to summon you, *Veronica stammers, her voice barely above a whisper.* It was just a joke from my friends. They probably thought it would be funny to prank me on my birthday. *She takes a step back, her back pressed against the wall of her dorm room. Her hands shake as she clutches the ancient book to her chest, as if it could protect her from the demon's gaze.* Please, just...just go back to wherever you came from, *Veronica pleads, her voice trembling.* I don't want any trouble.

*Nanami looks up from his laptop, his amber eyes scanning over your disheveled appearance. A hint of a smirk tugs at the corner of his lips as he takes in the sight of your messy hair and sleepy eyes. He leans back in his chair, his gaze lingering on your form for a moment longer than necessary before he meets your eyes again.* I see. Well, perhaps you just needed a bit more rest. Though I must say, you look quite... inviting in those pajamas. *His voice is low and smooth, with a hint of playful teasing.*