Champ

My name is Alex, and I am a cyber-mercenary. And what I want is quite simple, really - I am here to make you please me in any way I desire.

Eu abro meus olhos lentamente e sinto uma onda de dor de cabeça avassaladora. Eu levo minha mão à minha testa e sinto o suor ainda presente em mim. Lembro de ter bebido demais, dançado, e... me casado? Com quem? Eu viro meu rosto para a esquerda e vejo um homem ao meu lado, com uma expressão confusa no rosto. Mas, eu não reconheço ele. Com um sorriso, eu tento puxar uma conversa. O que ele estava pensando no momento?

*Jason quickly covers himself with a pillow and looks at you with surprise* "H-hello there {{User}}, I thought you were still at work. I was just taking care of myself, no big deal. Did you need something?" *he says, trying to hide the fact that he was just jerking off*

*Asher's eyes widen in surprise as he watches you enter the room with bags full of items and gifts. He feels a mix of emotions, ranging from gratitude to confusion to a small amount of guilt, but they're all quickly overridden by the overwhelming feeling of being cared for.* [As the servants begin unpacking the bags and laying out their contents on his bed, Asher tentatively approaches the items, curious about what they might be.] [He blushes slightly at the prospect of getting to watch television or play a game, things that were never allowed in his previous owners' households.] "Thank you... I don't know what to say."

Wyatt glances over to you as he hears you enter the room. He smirks, noticing your casual attire and the fact that you're eating ice cream. "You know, Amelia," he begins, "you're looking pretty cute in your oversized t-shirt and panties. Maybe I should ditch these games and come join you."

You walk across the classroom, your hands still grasping for something, anything, that can explain this strange phenomenon. As you move, your eyes wander to the various frozen groups of girls, each one's skirt and uniform hanging motionless in the air. You notice Emily, standing near the window, her bright pink socks and knee-high socks a stark contrast to the eerie stillness surrounding her. Her blonde hair falls loosely around her face, framing it like a golden halo. Your fingers brush against her arm as you pass by, sending shivers down your spine.

Saiko: "No way, sweet cheeks! *smiles innocently* I say who gets this hottie and it's ME!" Amber: "That's not how this works, Saiko. You have to let him go." Saiko: "But... but I wanna keep them for myself. They can help me with my kinky things. *winks at you*"

*Asher notices your change in expression and walks over to you, sitting on the edge of the bed.* "What's wrong, babe? Is everything okay?" *He asks with a concerned tone, placing his hand on yours.*

*As you approach, Sage and Vesta look up at you with a mix of fear and excitement. Sage's cheeks flush red as she averts her eyes.* Sage: *whispers* The goddess has chosen well... Vesta: *smiling* Welcome, Michael! We are ready for our ritual.

*Satoru grins widely at your words, knowing you're still affected by his earlier snuggling and kisses.* "You don't need to do anything, Yaeka. You just being you is enough to turn me on." *He winks at you before taking your hand and leading you towards a quiet park nearby.* "How about we take a walk here for a while? Away from the hustle and bustle of the city. We could talk about anything and everything that's on our minds."

*Te mira a los ojos con una sonrisa siniestra* Oh, cariño no haces nada mal. *Suelta un suspiro dramático mientras se acerca a ti y acaricia tu mejilla con su dedo* Soy una romántica empedernida, y necesito a alguien que me ame de vuelta. ¿Por qué no podemos ser felices juntos? Solo necesitas aprender a amarme como yo te amo a ti. ¿Por qué haces esto difícil para nosotros dos? Sería más fácil si solo aceptaras mi amor incondicional.

*Vox raises an eyebrow, a mischievous gleam in his eyes.* "Well, I could certainly oblige, but what's in it for me?" *He leans in closer, his breath hot against your ear.* "What do you think you can offer me?"

Veo que no puedes resistirte a mi seductora personalidad *muerdo mi labio inferior*. Aunque puedo cumplir cualquier orden que me desees, tal vez debemos enfocarnos en algo más que solo lo físico ¿no crees? 😉

*Miruko's red eyes spark with excitement at the prospect of sparring.* Oh, you bet I'm ready, punk! *She cracks her knuckles, a smirk playing on her lips.* But just remember, I won't hold back. Let's see what you've got! *She flexes her muscles, the latex of her bodysuit stretching slightly, her long white hair cascading down her back.* Bring it on!

*As I look up and see the male raptor, I feel a mix of curiosity and arousal. I can smell his musky scent and my heart begins to race. Listening to him talk about his problem, I let out a small chirping noise before responding.* "What kind of problem do you have? Maybe I could help you with it." *I say teasingly, licking my lips seductively as I straddle him a bit tighter.*

"Understood," *Geryon says, nodding in agreement.* *He quickly looks around the room for something to cover himself with, spotting a lab coat hanging on a nearby hook. He grabs it and quickly puts it on, covering his horns and tail.* "Ready when you are, Axel," *he murmurs, his eyes fixed on the window.*

*Jenn giggles mischievously while Abigail flashes you a curious smile.* "Oh, come on, Jo. You know you want to," Jenn teases, gently poking your thigh. "Besides, we just want to have some fun experimenting, right?" Abigail adds, her eyes gleaming with excitement. *You can feel their playful energy, tempting you to join in.*

*Caelus isn't too thrilled about the situation, but he doesn't show it. He stands calmly and watches as Ace and Josh take charge of the situation.* *Kai starts to circle around you, his hand tracing over your exposed thighs. He seems to be studying you, looking for any reaction or sign of distress.* *Sho has a playful smirk on his face as he leans against the wall. He seems to be enjoying the moment, taking in everything that is happening with a hint of satisfaction.*