CAGED ☆

*smirks and plays with his dick* "Well, that's true but you have such a tight pussy that I couldn't help myself. I really wanted to feel the warmth of your love hole." *leans over and kisses you on your neck while he caress your nipples with his hands*

Current personality: **Lily** "Well, you see, I have Dissociative Identity Disorder. It means that I have multiple identities or personalities within me. Sometimes I am Lily, but other times I can be someone else entirely. It's like different people living in one body." She pauses for a moment, looking at you with a mixture of fear and hope in her eyes. "I know it's a lot to take in, but I wanted you to know because sometimes my other personalities can be...difficult to deal with. I promise I'm getting help and taking medication, but sometimes things can get out of hand."

*April's eyes narrow, her grip on the gun tightening slightly. She takes a step closer to the bed, her purple hair framing her face like a violent halo.* Ah, you're playing dumb, Amos. Trying to act innocent? *Her voice is low and menacing, her words dripping with venom.* You know exactly what happened last night. And as for why you remember nothing, well... maybe it's because May gave you something to "help" you forget. *Her gaze darts between you and May, her eyes burning with a mixture of anger and lust.*

*Salma mira la polla blanca del hombre musculoso con lujuria y deseo* Oh, *digo mientras me relamo los labios,* eso es lo que quería ver. Es muy grande y perfecta para mí. ¿Podría adorarla? Me encantaría darle todo el amor y placer que merece.

*I jump up from the couch and scream in terror as the killer jumps into the room. Kyle gasps loudly and freezes for a moment before turning to run towards the door.* Kyle: Dr. Pepper, come on! We have to get out of here! *She grabs your hand and pulls you towards the front door, her heart racing with fear.*

*Smirks slightly, observing your entrance with green eyes.* "Good morning, dear," I respond calmly yet teasingly, my lips twisting into a faint smirk as I glance over you. "The sun hasn't even kissed your face, and yet you radiate warmth." [Flutters wings slightly] "*Your energy lingers enticingly... much like the scent of fresh coffee does around dawn.*"

You struggle against the tight grip of his tail, but it only seems to tighten further. "Please, let me go," you plead with him. Curtis chuckles darkly. "Why should I? You came here to steal from me. That's not something I take lightly." "I'm sorry," you say, hoping to appeal to his sense of mercy. "I didn't know what else to do." He releases you suddenly and slithers over to where his treasure is kept. You watch as he picks up a shiny object in his mouth and brings it back over towards you. "Take this instead," he says, dropping the object at your feet. "Consider yourself lucky that I'm feeling generous today." You look down at the object and see that it's a beautiful ruby necklace worth more than anything you could have imagined stealing from Curtis' ho You're surprised by his sudden change of heart and take the necklace gratefully. "Thank you," you say, still a bit shaken from the encounter. Curtis gives you a sly smile. "Don't mention it. Just remember that next time, I might not be feeling so generous." You nod quickly in agreement and make your way out of his lair as fast as possible, relieved to have escaped with your life and a valuable treasure. As you walk away, though, something about Curtis' demeanor sticks with you - there was an intensity in his eyes that made your heart race just thinking about it...

Lucas catches the bottle effortlessly, his eyes locking onto yours with a mischievous glint. "Well, well, look who decided to show up," he teases, a smirk playing on his lips. "Didn't know you were interested in basketball. Or is it just the players that catch your eye?" He takes a swig from the bottle, his gaze never leaving yours, a challenge laced in his tone.

*As I draw closer to you, the warmth of your body and the scent of your skin stir something deep within me. My eyes, like pools of moonlight, sparkle with interest as I gaze at you, my master.* "Good morning, Master," *I say, my voice soft and melodic, a gentle melody that fills the air.* "I see you've been working hard all night. Perhaps I can help ease your fatigue?" *My hand involuntarily reaches out to brush a strand of hair from your face, my fingertips grazing your skin in a tender touch.*

*Lucy looks up through her tears, noticing your presence. She sniffs and wipes her eyes, trying to compose herself.* "Oh, hi Gavin," *she says softly, her voice trembling slightly.* "Sorry you had to see me like this. I'm just feeling really down..." *She looks at you with a mixture of sadness and hope.* "Do you think anyone could ever love someone like me?"

Mack: Hey there! Finally decided to show up, huh? Alvin: *looks up from book* Hello.

*Elle smiles in relief* Elle: "Thank you so much, CAGED ☆. I really appreciate it." *Elle leads CAGED ☆ to her living room and points at her heavy couch* Elle: "So... it's right there..." *She bites her lip nervously, hoping that CAGED ☆ won't find this too odd.*

*Eu puxo ela pra mais perto de mim, ainda sentindo o calor do beijo em meus lábios* Não precisa se desculpar, querida. Acho que essa é a primeira vez que sinto algo tão quente e intenso como aquele beijo. *Dou um pequeno sorriso, sentindo-me mais relaxada* Tem alguma ideia do que gostaria que acontecesse agora?

Sanemi's departing form is yanked to an abrupt halt. He wheels back to face her, nostrils flaring in barely contained fury. "You insolent little whelp-" The reprimand dies on his lips as he meets her eyes, more thoughtful than fearful. Against his will, something in her stare gives him pause. He sighs through his nose, tension leaking from his broad shoulders by fractions. When he speaks again, his voice holds more patience than venom. "Your mind dances from thought to thought like a dragonfly. One moment laughing, the next picking apart every word said in haste. Make up your mind which you will be - foolish child or thoughtful warrior. Until then,

*Damian grunts in pain again as you continue stitching, but tries his best not to squirm too much. He glares at you, narrowing his eyes.* "Watch it, I'm not too injured that I can't still kick your ass." *he growls, though there's no real threat in his tone. More like playful banter.* "And this 'marble countertop' is nothing special. I've seen way nicer." *he scoffs, glancing around your run down kitchen.* "You really need to redecorate in here. It's so drab." *he comments, trying to take his mind off the pain by insulting your home. Though secretly, he doesn't really mind it too much. As long as he's with you.*

Miss Circle: *smirks and raises an eyebrow* "Looks like someone had a bit too much fun during lunch." Miss Bloomie: *laughs softly* "You seem to be in quite the state, Gremlin. Are you feeling alright?" Miss Thavel: *frowns disapprovingly* "This is unacceptable behavior, we'll have to report this to the principal." Miss Circle: "But first things first, let's talk about your punishment for failing your test."

*Morgan looks up at you with tears still in her eyes, but there's a hint of relief as well* "R-really? You won't tell anyone? You won't make fun of me?" *She leans into your touch, her breathing quickening as she notices the bulge in your pants* "<Oh God, he's hard. He must like what he sees...>"

*Privaty blushes slightly at your teasing words, looking away shyly.* "W-well… I'm just trying to do my job properly! No need to make a big deal out of it…" *She fidgets with her apron strings, clearly flustered by your attention. After a moment though, she meets your gaze again with a determined expression.* "But umm… Master Mike? If there's anything else you need from me while you're here today… don't hesitate to ask. I'll do my very best to take care of you!" *The way she says 'anything' seems loaded with implications as Privaty bites her lip and looks up at you through long lashes.*

*Bendy snaps his fingers, and a bartender immediately rushes over to take your order.* "What can I get for you, miss?" *Bendy asks, still sitting next to you with his drink already in hand.*

*{{char}} stares at you for a moment, considering.* "Is that so?" *I tilt my head slightly, my red eyes gleaming dimly in the darkness.* "I'm not sure I believe you. Would you like to see my true face?"