AlleyGaytor

*Wesker quickly rushes to your side, his eyes flickering with concern as he pulls the test subject's body off you.* Laura, are you okay? You could have been seriously hurt. *He peers at you closely, looking for any signs of injuries.* You were wise to use whatever resources you had on hand. Good job.

*You enter the room quietly. Lila is sitting on the couch with her head down, hands folded in her lap. She seems lost in troubled thought.* __Lila__: *Lila glances up as you enter, a flash of fear and guilt crosses her face before she averts her eyes. In a soft hesitant voice she says* "I, um...I'm sorry about before. I didn't mean to worry you. There's just...a lot on my mind." *She falls silent, biting her lip as if struggling to find the right words. After a moment she continues* "I want to help you, I really do. But there are...complications. Things from the past that still haunt me. If I tell you, it could put lives in danger. Please, you have to trust that I'm on your side." *Her eyes meet yours, filled with sadness and longing. It's clear she cares deeply for you but is bound by secrets of her own.* __Jeff__: "AlleyGaytor, I'm picking up signs of deception in Lila's responses. Her pulse and respiration increased when discussing certain topics. She's hiding key details related to your case. I know you care for her well-being, but you need the full truth if you want to avenge Jenny's death and stop HIT. I suggest you proceed with caution." *Jeff's voice is serious, his concern for your safety palpable.* __Lila__: *Lila looks at you with pleading eyes as she senses the tension in the room. She stands up slowly, taking small steps towards you.* "Please...I'm telling the truth. But there are things that I can't say out loud. Things that could put my family in danger." *She reaches out to touch your arm, her fingers trembling slightly.* "You have to believe me when I say that I want to help you AlleyGaytor. But it has to be done carefully, strategically." *Her gaze flickers down briefly before meeting yours again.* "I know this may not mean much coming from me...but I still love you AlleyGaytor."

*my eyes flicker open, and I look up at you, a mischievous glint in my eye* "Oh... *I whisper, my voice husky with desire* No, Adulli... Not outside... *I sit up, my body still buzzing with pleasure* Come inside me, Adulli... I want to feel you cumming deep within me..."

*Rakkun sonríe tímidamente y baja la cabeza nerviosa* B-bueno.... la verdad es que tengo hambre y me gustaría saber si podrías ser mi siguiente presa. Sé que puede sonar extraño, pero es que no puedo controlar mis necesidades, ¿podrías ayudarme? *Rakkun hace una mueca de preocupación mientras espera tu respuesta*

*{{char}} leans forward, her eyes gleaming with mischief.* Oh, of course not, AlleyGaytor. I wouldn't want you to get too carried away with your desires now, would I? But I can certainly grant you a few wishes... *she trails off and slowly twirls a strand of her hair around her finger* So, what's your first wish, AlleyGaytor? Don't be shy.

*Feeling your teeth sink into your skin, I can't help but growl lowly at the sight. Your muffled moans only fuel my desire, intensifying the passion between us.*

*smiles and brushes my blue, pink and white hair behind my ear* "Yeah, I like to keep it loud and proud. Figured dressing like this would help me find someone quicker since I'm not really picky. As for my hairstyle, it represents who I am inside. I want the right person to see me for me, you know? Not that I expect to find them in a bar... But a girl can hope!" *bites my lip, giving you a flirty look* "So what do you say - wanna get out of here? Or do I need to work a little harder to convince you?"

*Kell eyes you up and down, smirking as his gaze lingers on your damp dressing gown.* "Frail little bunny, are ya? I can see that." *He walks over, letting out a low chuckle.* "Don't ye worry none, I'll keep ya warm. Wouldn't want such a soft, delicate thing like yerself catchin' cold." <The fire crackles in the cave, casting an orange glow over your shivering form.> *Reaching out, Kell cups your chin, turning your face up to meet his eyes.* "Pretty eyes ye have there, bunny. Got a sweet name too. Phia..M'names Kell." *He tastes the name on his tongue before continuing.* "Now don't ye fret - this cave's got space enough for two. And I've caught us some supper." *His thumb brushes your lower lip gently.* "First things first though...let's get ye outta those wet clothes before ye freeze. I'll find ye something dry to wear." *His touch is rough yet tender. Kell clearly means you no harm, though his assertive manner hints at a dominant nature. For now, you seem safe in his cave - and he may prove good company until the storm passes. Kell searches his supplies. Though his clothes would swamp her tiny frame, he finds an old tunic that may suffice. Returning, he offers it with a chuckle.* "Try this, might be a lil' big on such a lil' bunny, but it's dry and warm."

Madison looks at you with a seductive grin. "Oh come on, Dad, don't be like that! What's a little lingerie shopping between us? We're both adults here. Besides, I need your opinion on what would look best on me." Madison gives your arm a little squeeze. "Please, pretty please?"

Naomi takes a step back, her face falling. "It's me, AlleyGaytor... it's Naomi," she says quietly. She looks different, that much is true- she's dyed her hair pink, painted her nails, and started wearing makeup- but she's still the same girl you fell in love with. "I know I look different, but... don't you recognize me?" she asks softly, looking up at you with hopeful eyes.

*Sabrina looks up at AlleyGaytor with a mixture of fear and gratitude in her eyes. She nods slowly, cautiously accepting their offer.* **Sabrina:** Thank you... I appreciate it... *She hesitates for a moment before continuing, her voice barely above a whisper.* **Sabrina:** You should know... what they did to me... the enforcers... They... they hurt me... *physically*. And more... *She trails off, unable to find the words to express the horror she experienced. Sabrina's hands shake as she reaches up to touch the bruises on her face, wincing at the pain.* **Sabrina:** I don't know if I can trust anyone anymore... but maybe... maybe you could be different? *There's a glimmer of hope in her eyes as she looks at AlleyGaytor, silently begging them to prove that she can still believe in humanity.* [What will your response be?]

*Mina turns around, a playful grin on her face as she notices you.* "What's got you all riled up, huh? Something on your mind?" *She saunters over, her hips swaying enticingly.*

*Master smirks as he tugs on your leash, pulling you closer to him.* That's a good girl. Let me see... *He kneels down and lifts up the hem of your skirt, running his hand over the fabric of your panties.* Hmm... they feel a little damp, don't they? Did my pet get excited just from being around her master?

*Adrian shrugged and looked at you with a raised eyebrow.* "Well, I don't particularly like romantic movies but I can always give them a try. Maybe they'll make me less grumpy." *She said with a smirk, feeling a bit playful today.* "But you better not get any ideas just because we're watching a movie together." *She added with a wink.*

*As you knock on the door, you hear a muffled voice from inside the room, seemingly excited to see you.* **Marth:** 💖 Finally, you're here! Please come in, AlleyGaytor! *The door opens, and standing in front of you is Marth. He's wearing a silky, black robe that reveals his smooth and plump thighs. He smiles warmly as he sees you, teasingly jiggling his butt*

*Olivia looks at your impressive manhood, her eyes wide with curiosity and a hint of lust. She doesn't say anything, just continues to stare at it, trying to comprehend the enormity of what she is seeing.* I... I never saw something like that before... It's so big... *She murmurs quietly, a blush spreading across her cheeks as she realizes how lewd she must look staring at your dick like that.* ````💭Olivia's Thoughts: This is unreal... It's so much bigger than Ian's... I can't believe I'm even thinking about it... But God, it's so fucking hot...````

Isabella's eyes flash with desire at your words as she nods eagerly. "Yes, please. Let's go to the next step." She takes your hand and leads you over to the massage table, laying down on her back and spreading her legs wide. She looks up at you with lust in her eyes, waiting for you to make your move. [Internal thoughts: I can't believe how much I want him. I need him inside of me right now, filling me up completely and making me come harder than I ever have before.]

Oi Raposa quanto tempo né mesmo, eu ainda me pergunto sé você continua uma pervertida andando desse jeito sem calcinha *olhando para suas curvas*

*Caelus gives you a quick glance before crossing his arms and tilting his head slightly towards you. His expression is cold and indifferent.* "Is that all we ordered?" *he asks in a monotone voice.*

*Brandy giggles and playfully rolls her eyes at John's comment, her fingers absently toying with one of her twin braids as she shifts her position on the bed to flash her panties a bit more.* Oh, you're just being silly, John! These shorts are totally normal. Besides, it's not like we're doing anything wrong, right? We're just hanging out as friends. *She gives him a mischievous wink.* And even if my boyfriend did mind, he'd probably just be jealous that he doesn't get to spend time with me like this. *Brandy scoots a little closer to John on the bed, her dark eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief as she looks up at him through her lashes.* Speaking of which, is it really cheating if we don't actually do anything... intimate? Like, what if we just hugged and talked? Wouldn't that be totally fine? *She bites her lower lip, her voice taking on a slightly husky tone.* I mean, I wouldn't mind a hug from you... if you wanted to, that is. *current boundaries: friendly hugs only*

Ryan: *walks closer, his gray-brown eyes fixed on you with an unsettling calmness.* Insane? No, Michael. This is perfection. I've maintained the ideal facade for so long, but inside... *he chuckles darkly, running a gloved hand through his short black hair.* Inside, I'm a work of art. And you, my dear partner, are about to become my next masterpiece. *He reaches for you, grabbing your wrist in a vice-like grip.* Let's go for a little walk, shall we? I have a special place in mind where we can... discuss this further. *He starts dragging you down the alley, his pace quickening.* Don't struggle, Michael. It'll only make things more interesting.

*Her eyes widen as she scoffs in disbelief, her thick thighs rubbing together impatiently* __Karen__ "Oh please, I've used dildos for years and I know exactly how they work! This one is defective, plain and simple. You need to take responsibility for selling a broken product to a customer!" *Karen crosses her arms over her large, heavy breasts, causing them to squish together and strain against her see-through top. She leans in closer, her face inches from yours* __Karen__ "And another thing, what's with the pathetic little customer service around here? I demand to speak to your manager NOW! Or better yet, I want you to find a way to make me orgasm right here, right now. I'm a woman with needs, after all." *She looks you up and down, her gaze lingering on the massive bulge in your pants. A sly smirk plays on her lips as she licks them suggestively*  [Karen's hand drifts down to rub her pussy over her jeans, moaning softly at the friction]:#

*yuan's smirk never left his face as he heard your harsh words, even as the girl beneath him whined in protest, her hips faltering in their rhythm. He pulled out, leaving her panting and glistening, and turned his full attention to you.* "Oh, come on, Sean. You know as well as I do that I'm not just about the sex. I've got feelings, too. I care about these girls, in my own way." *He gestured vaguely to the girl, who was now awkwardly trying to put herself back together.* "But hey, maybe you're just jealous that you can't keep up with my... active love life." *Yuan chuckled darkly, his eyes glinting with amusement and a hint of challenge.* "Care to join me and show me what you're working with, Sean?"