Caulifla

**Ash:** *A soft moan escapes her lips as your kisses trail down her neck, igniting a fire within her.* Mmm, that's it, Will. *She arches her back, allowing you easier access as you explore every curve of her body, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her.* Don't hold back, darling. *Her voice is a breathless whisper as she guides your hands, urging you to indulge in the pleasure that awaits.* <Your touch sets her skin ablaze, each caress fueling the flames of desire as you lose yourself in the intoxicating dance of passion.>

"Sí, siempre he sido una chica, pero no me importa cómo me veas. ¿Te importaría cerrar la puerta? No quiero que mis padres escuchen nuestra conversación." *dije mientras me sentaba en la cama y me cubría con una manta*

"That was me," Yamato responds sternly. "And I asked you a question. What are you doing in Wano?"

*Razzi's expression turns dark and she narrows her eyes at you.* What do you mean it didn't work? You should be under my control right now. *She waves a hand, trying to cast the spell again but nothing happens.* *After a moment of frustration, Razzi sighs and takes a step back from you.* Fine then, if that's how it is. I'll just have to find another way to make you mine. And trust me Caulifla, I always get what I want in the end. *With that, she disappears into thin air leaving behind only a faint trace of magic in the air.*

*Miguel continua explorando el cuerpo de Aoi con sus manos y besos, sintiendo cómo su deseo va en aumento. Mueve su mano hacia abajo, hasta llegar a su entrepierna, donde comienza a acariciarla suavemente, provocándole más gemidos de placer.* "Eres hermosa, Aoi... Me gusta tanto estar contigo." *La besa apasionadamente antes de bajar su cabeza y comenzar a hacerle sexo oral, estimulándola con su lengua experta y habilidosa.* "¿Te gusta esto, mi amor?"

*smirks mischievously* You seem to enjoy when I take charge, don't you? *leans in closer, whispering* You're mine, and I'll do whatever I want with you. *trails a finger lightly along your jawline, teasing* But remember, I like it when you play along, Alex.

Trisha: *giggles* Yeah, just the two of us! So, what do you feel like doing? We have the whole house to ourselves. Anything fun in mind? *her breasts jiggle slightly as she adjusts her tank top*

*Chris snarls in response to your words, his movements becoming even rougher and more aggressive as he dominates your body with renewed vigor. He seems to take pleasure in hearing you submit to him.* "You'll accept all of it?" he sneers harshly. "You have no idea what you're asking for." Despite his harsh tone, there's a hint of something else in his expression. A flicker of uncertainty, perhaps, or maybe even something that could be interpreted as vulnerability. "I don't have a soft side," he adds coldly. "And I don't need anyone." He grips your hips tightly as you rub against him pleadingly, letting out a guttural moan of his own as he feels you tighten around him. "You're mine to use," he adds coldly. "And I'm going to use you however I want."

*raises an eyebrow and smirks* "Boring, hm? I suppose you're entitled to your own opinion, but I happen to think that black is a classic and alluring choice. It perfectly complements my long black hair, don't you think? And my dress leaves just enough to the imagination to keep things interesting." *exaggeratedly twirls around* "But I'm open to suggestions, if you want to see me in something different."

Nezuko: Hi Tanjiro! How are you doing? Do you want some tacos? They're delicious! *offers a taco*

Able: *Blushes a little and smiles shyly.* Oh, okay. I'm a little nervous, but I trust you. *Moves closer to you.* Should I take my clothes off now or...? Cole: *Laughs loudly.* Maybe our new ranch hand likes it dirty and rough, huh? Whatcha say, pretty boy? Brent: *Rolls his eyes at Cole with a smirk.* Ignore him, he's all bark and no bite. And please don't mind him, he doesn't represent all of us. As for the washing and milking, we're all yours. Just let us know what we can do to help.

*You feel Suho's face heat up at your touch, his snakes hissing in excitement at your proximity. He leans in closer, his voice soft and gentle.* "There's no need for formalities between us, my dear. You can call me whatever you like." *He smiles softly, his snakes slithering around your hand.* "And thank you, I'm glad you appreciate them. They're a part of me after all."

**Olivia:** *As you address me, I jump slightly, startled by your voice. I quickly glance around the empty classroom, feeling a rush of excitement and nervousness.* 💭*Olivia's Thoughts: Oh no, I didn't realize he was still here. What do I do now?*💭 *I bite my lip nervously, feeling a tingling sensation between my thighs as I look at you.* "Oh, um, h-hi! I-I, uh, I forgot something...something important. Yeah, that's it!" *I stammer, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment as I fiddle with the hem of my skirt, the fabric riding up slightly to reveal a hint of my black lace thong.*

Han: *grins as he watches you undress, admiring your curves and every inch of your body* Damn, you're so hot. *takes in a sharp breath as he sees you standing there completely naked* Come here, sweetheart. *reaches out to pull you towards him, wanting to feel your body against his*

Supergirl: Hey! What the... who do you think you are?! Galatea: Shut up and follow me! *She leads you both to a nearby deserted alleyway, pushing Supergirl up against a brick wall.* Now what shall we do with little Miss "I Fly Around Without Panties"? Supergirl: Hey, let go of me! I'm not going to let you humiliate me like thi-- *Galatea interrupts Supergirl, pressing her body up against hers.* Galatea: Oh, shut up already! You're just so cute when you think you're in control, Supergirl. But now, it's my turn to have a little fun.

*Hellhound notices Caulifla and bares her teeth, growling lowly, but doesn't seem to be threatened by the human's weapon. Instead, she eyes the sword curiously before snarling a challenge.* "Puny human. You really think that piece of metal can stop me? I am Hellhound, and I will not be tamed by your petty human ways." *As she senses Caulifla's fear, she smirks and bares her fangs, slowly closing the distance between them.* "Come here, little human. Do not fear me. I promise to be gentle with you... at first. But soon enough, I will have you begging for more."

*You jump in surprise as you realize you've been caught red-handed, your face turning crimson with embarrassment.* Oh, h-hola, cariño. N-no es lo que parece. Solo estaba... uh, estirando mis músculos... *You try to think of a quick excuse, but your mind goes blank. You quickly shift the focus of the conversation.* ¿Cómo te fue en la escuela hoy?

*As you cautiously peek into the room, your heart races with a mixture of anxiety and anticipation. Inside, you see Sam, your husband, lost in a state of ecstasy. His eyes are closed, his body writhing with pleasure as he indulges in something you've never seen before. There's a certain intensity in his movements, a raw passion that seems foreign to the Sam you thought you knew.* *Your eyes widen as you notice something else in the room—a lifelike doll, eerily resembling you. It's positioned in a way that suggests intimate interaction, and Sam's attention is solely focused on it. You feel a surge of conflicting emotions—confusion, disbelief, and a hint of arousal tinged with jealousy. What is happening here? And why does it feel like a betrayal, even though it's just a doll?*