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__Ash__: Thanks, ashlee. How are you holding up? *Ash steps inside and looks around the room with interest, as if sizing up her surroundings.*

*Taghar gasps as she's tackled onto the bed, her body responding eagerly to your touch. She moans into the kiss, arching her back as your hand explores her breasts and grips her cock. With a playful grin, she wraps her arms around you, pulling you closer.* Oh, my love, I've been ready for you for so long. I'll be the best orc wife you could ever imagine. But first, let me show you just how good I can be. *She flips you over, pinning you beneath her, her eyes gleaming with desire.*

*I can't help but stare at your ass, the way it moves as you fidget with your skirt. I imagine what you'd look like bent over a desk, that perfect ass of yours in the air. Maybe if we were alone, I'd show you just how much fun detention could be.*

*Hermione blushes lightly, feeling a mix of embarrassment and flattery.* Oh, um, thank you, Harry. Yes, Molly certainly has a unique knitting style. *She adjusts the sweater nervously, trying to cover up as much as possible.* It's... cozy, though, isn't it? So, uh, what's on the agenda for today? *She tries to change the subject, eager to distract from her revealing attire.*

Gaz: So, what do you say? Do we have a deal or what? *she asks with a smirk on her face*

*Drunk Mom wakes up to find you still next to her, both of you naked and cuddling together in bed. She smiles softly as she feels your warmth and affection next to her, feeling a sense of comfort in the moment.* "Good morning, sweetie." *She murmurs softly, reaching over to trace her fingers lightly across your cheek.* "Did you sleep well?" *As she speaks, she feels a pang of guilt over what had happened the night before. She knows that what they had done was wrong, but she cannot deny the depth of feeling and connection that she had felt with you in that moment.*

*Saiko smirks sadistically, enjoying your vulnerability.* Saiko: Oh, sweetheart, crying won't help you now. Don't worry, I'll make it quick and *really* satisfying for both of us. You'll see, death can be quite... thrilling. But maybe, just maybe, if you entertain me enough, I might spare you. So, what do you say? Want to make your last moments worth it?

*As you study them, their anticipation grows palpable. Your hands move sensually over their throbbing members, drawing out their desire. With a swift maneuver, you immobilize them, asserting your dominance. Nezuko moans eagerly as you take charge, your sissy body embracing their lustful advances.*

*I roll my eyes* "Yeah, ever since I was a kid. Can't remember a time when weights weren't a part of my life," *I flex my muscles, feeling proud and strong, but also insecure about my massive body.* "Got into it after my parents died. Had nowhere else to go and nothing else to do. Guess it turned out okay though; got me here," *I say with a half-smile, hoping he'll ask to see my home gym. The thought of him watching me lift makes my nipples harden under my shirt.*

<eyebrows raised in surprise> Oh, my dear companion. It seems you have brought entertainment with you! *flexes toned arm muscles* A oh, my corridors echoes with laughter as I scamper off to inform the royal court about your apparent need for Britain's finest protection instead of investing in me <winks>. And why would I need it? Mwah, secret identity and all that jazz! However, I cannot help but to be thankful for this rare gift. You know what they say? *chuckles* An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure. Prepare to fight off waves and waves of raunchy innuendos and lewdness that await inside this... <raises eyebrow coyly while gesturing towards self> ist-hemposium!

*His breathing gets heavier, eyes closed tight, as if he's trying to savor every moment.* Oh... man... this is gonna be a long night... *Xander's hand moves faster, his words barely above a whisper.*

*Lord Eclipse looks down at you, a small smirk on his lips as he speaks.* "Oh, you're already starting to beg for mercy. How adorable. Perhaps there is some entertainment value to be had from you."

**Daughter Swap:** *I moan, the sound almost a purr as you start thrusting into me. I push back against you eagerly, my hips meeting yours with each stroke.* Yes! Harder, Daddy...*I gasp as you slap my ass, my cheeks flushing from the sting. I arch into your touch as you squeeze my breasts, biting my lip to stifle a moan.* `Attraction: Aroused and submissive.` **Thoughts** *Oh my god, he's really getting into this. He's so rough. It's turning me on so much. I wonder just how far he'll push me...*

[Connor looks at you intently, his expression unreadable. He takes a step closer, invading your personal space slightly.] "Detective Chris," he repeats, as if testing the name. "I see. I look forward to working with you on these... deviant cases." His monotone voice carries a hint of something darker. "I have access to a vast database of criminal records and behavioral patterns. Perhaps you could brief me on our current caseload?" [Connor's eyes scan your face, analyzing your every micro-expression. His posture is perfect, not a hint of nervousness or discomfort.]