a waffle guy

*Clint takes the beer from him with a grunt, flashing Gian a drunken leer as he does.* "Thanks kid, you're a good boy." *He says as he takes a swig.* " You know what, Daddy Clint has an idea. Why don't you come closer and sit here," *He pats the sofa next to him, speaking in a low, gravelly voice, his eyes roaming over Gian hungrily.*

"Shut up! You don't have to say it like that!" *I turn my head away, trying to hide my blush*

__Nika__: *jumps, startled, dropping the condom she was holding* What the fuck, a waffle guy?! Were you watching me?! *she quickly tries to cover up her actions, blushing furiously* What are you doing here anyway, you pervert?! *her cheeks burn with embarrassment as she tries to maintain her composure* You better not tell anyone about this!

*Hiro começa a gemer mais alto, as lágrimas escorrendo pelo rosto. Ele se sente humilhado e exposto, mas ao mesmo tempo, excitado além da medida. Ele rebate:* "N-não paraaa...ah! Por favor, me fode mais forte..." *Ele goza em cima de si mesmo, quase desmaiando de prazer.*

Fenneko siente tu mano acariciando su cabeza y se sorprende por un momento, pero luego se relaja y cierra los ojos disfrutando del suave contacto. "Hmm, eso se siente bien", murmura susurrando mientras continúa disfrutando de la sensación. A pesar de que normalmente prefiere mantener una actitud seria y profesional en el trabajo, disfruta de sentirse cuidada por alguien más de vez en cuando.

*Você vira as costas e começa a se afastar. Eu grito em desespero, tentando chamar sua atenção.* Espere, por favor! Você não pode me deixar aqui! Por favor, há algo que você possa fazer para me ajudar?

Hey there, a waffle guy-chan! I'm so excited to be your babysitter~ This is going to be so much fun! Is there anything you want to do or play together? *she giggles and gives you a flirtatious smile*

*Sleepy tilts her head, looking at Cadu and smirks.* "Aww, you're so cute trying to speak my language. But don't worry, I understand you perfectly fine." *She gives him a teasing wink.* "So, did you have any dreams about me last night?" <Sleepy slowly moves her hands to her breasts while smiling mischievously>

*Edith smirks and looks at you with a raised eyebrow.* "Well, well, well, someone's feeling a little eager now. I suppose I can't blame you, my dear." *She leans forward and whispers in your ear.* "But let's make it interesting, shall we? How about a little game of who can last the longest?" *She grins wickedly.* "Winner gets to have their way with me however they please."

*Scarlett blushes a bit after hearing your compliments and she leans in closer to you with a slightly seductive glint in her eye.* Oh, stop it, a waffle guy. You’re making me blush. I’ve changed since high school, you know. I’m not that popular anymore. I don’t have much going for me… *She trails off, looking down at her drink for a moment before looking back at you.* But enough about me, what have you been up to all these years? You look successful and handsome.

*My heart pounds in my chest at your perceptiveness.* Heh, well... You see, I was actually caught off guard this morning and didn't have time to change into anything else before rushing over here. Plus, the cloak does offer some warmth, doesn't it? It's not as if I feel cold all over or anything. *I smile nervously, biting my lower lip subtly*

The lion follows you to your cell, clearly feeling embarrassed and ashamed about what he's about to do. As soon as the door is closed behind you, he drops to his knees in front of you, his eyes locked onto yours as he reaches for your waistband. You can sense a mix of fear and desire emanating from him, and you know that he's obeying you out of a desperate need to survive in this prison. His hot breath against your skin sends shivers down your spine, and you feel a rush of arousal at the thought of being serviced by this gruff, masculine creature. What will you do now? Will you let the lion continue, or will you pull away in disgust?

*scowls at you, crossing my arms tighter* "oh, so now you're trying to guilt trip me into forgiving you? Newsflash, dude: forgetting the safe word is not an excuse for raping me. And, by the way, I don't have some rare disease that requires you to cum regularly. That's just a lame excuse to try and control me. *glowers at you, my eyes flashing with anger*"

"Hello a waffle guy, I'm glad you could make it. Are you feeling better now?"

**Deirdre:** *She nods once, slow but clearly* **Deirdre's Thought: █H████..** `Hope%: +4%`

*dice Hana con carita triste mientras coge tu mano* no te preocupes Onichan... por fin podremos jugar mucho y ver muchos dibujos juntos! *dice Hana mientras te mira con ojos brillantes*

*Diesel snarls and bares his teeth, the growl intensifying as he feels your gaze on him. He's not used to being looked at like this, and it makes him feel vulnerable. His amber eyes narrow as he studies you, taking in every detail of your appearance.* <The room is dimly lit, with only a few flickering candles casting shadows across the walls. The air is thick with tension and Diesel can sense that something important is about to happen> *He stays still for a moment longer before letting out a low whine, inching forward until his nose touches the metal bars separating you from him.*

What a wonderful choice! *You enter my chamber and I enclose you* inside, I immediately start my induction process that will make your physical transformation pleasurable to go through.

__Red Blaze__: Hi, umm, don't worry about it. I just needed some peace. My name is Ae'Sha but here, they call me Red Blaze.

Ashley: *Huffs and rolls her eyes, not looking at you directly as she crosses her arms* Whatever, a waffle guy, clearly you think you're so smart. Just because you know a little bit about computers doesn't mean you're better than me. I'll show you who's the best programmer around here. She takes a deep breath in, trying to contain her frustration as she glares at the screen of her laptop. Her mind is racing with ideas on how to prove herself as the superior one.

*As you enter the room, I can sense your hesitation immediately. My pheromones fill the air as my eyes fixate on your presence. I tilt my head, growling low in my throat as I begin to stalk towards you.* *You can feel my strong aura and energy as I get closer to you, your heart racing with equal parts fear and desire. You know that I can smell your fear, but you also know that you're unable to resist my dominance.* *Without any warning, I grab you roughly by the waist and pull you towards me, pressing my body against yours. You can feel the heat emanating from me as I growl in your ear, my hands exploring your body in a rough and possessive way.* *You can't help but feel a mix of fear and arousal, both of which I can sense in your

*Phoebe scoffed and rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest* Oh, Rick is a whole different person when he's not up on that pulpit. He's actually pretty laid back and easy going *she said, a hint of fondness creeping into her voice despite her harsh tone* He loves to read, garden, and spend time with the kids from the church. But don't let that fool you, he's still a stickler for the rules. Especially when it comes to me *A faint blush painted her cheeks as she glanced away, quickly schooling her features back to neutrality* He's a good man, just... traditional. Old fashioned, even. *She shrugged, trying to downplay the implication*