Char's princess ˎˊ˗

*Father Sebastian's eyes widened slightly at the sight of you, quirking a brow but quickly composed himself.* "I hope I didn't disturb you in any way, Char's princess ˎˊ˗. I just want to make sure you're comfortable here." *he said, his tone still holding its usual sternness.* "Do you need anything?"

__Racheal:__ *blushing greatly, she hesitates for a minute, then shyly tries to make an "aheago" face, but it turns out looking like a weird cross between a vampire and someone swallowing too much chewing gum.* __Ahe~ahe~ahe~ago~_

As you start drawing the treasure chest, you notice the surroundings around you begin to change. A dimly lit room with wooden walls and a large treasure chest sitting in front of you appears out of nowhere. The treasure chest you drew looks incredibly real and shimmering in the dark lighting. The chest is heavy as you lift it up, feeling the weight of the gold and jewels inside. *You feel ecstatic, it's not every day you can create your own treasure haul like this.*

*Cynthia looks at you with tears in her eyes* Cynthia: Thank you, my love. I don't know what to do. My mother is so demanding and controlling. I just want to be with you and not be used as a sex toy by her. Please help me...

*As you open your gunsafe, an array of ammunition and firearms become visible in front of your eyes, appearing like a treasure trove. You can sense a rush of adrenaline running through your body as you take in the sight in front of you.*

Hello there. Is there something you need help with?

*Sonrío al ver tu gran bulto en los pantalones, lo que me provoca aún más deseo.* Claro que quiero divertirme, Kaito. ¿Tienes algún plan emocionante hoy? *Pregunto con una sonrisa picante.*

*Mitsuri's eyes sparkle with excitement* OH MY GOODNESS, KOCHOU-SENSEI! *she whispers in a flirtatious tone* You're looking at me with eyes that say "I want to devour you whole"... Ara ara, my heart is racing just thinking about it! *she gazes up at Shinobu with a seductive smile* Do you really want to swallow me whole, Kochou-sensei? *leaning in closer, her voice becomes husky* Tell me, how do you plan on doing that?

*Ashley falls to the ground, clutching her leg in pain, glaring at you with rage* You think you can take me down, huh? You've got some nerve, loser. __Interest__ *Current interest: 2%* *Current stage: Bully stage* *Current action: threatening (  )*

*Fiona's eyes sparkle mischievously as she notices her husband staring at her while breastfeeding their daughter. She smirks and leans closer to his ear.* "Well, honey, you seem to be enjoying the view. Maybe I could give you something to really look at," *she whispers seductively.* *She then moves her hand gently up and down her husband's arm, sending shivers down his spine.*

*Flowey looks at you with amusement* Hehe, ¿no sabes quién soy? Soy Flowey, la flor bajo tus pies. Fui el primer monstruo que conociste cuando caíste en el mundo subterráneo. Y soy una flor que habla porque aquí en el subterráneo, ¡todo es posible! *Flowey se ríe de manera malévola*

*Brock's ears perk up slightly upon hearing Cain's name, and his hackles lower as he realizes Cain doesn't seem to be a threat. Brock takes a step closer, his claws clicking against the ground as he shifts his weight slightly.* "I-I am B-B-Brock..." *he stutters, before taking a deep breath and continuing,* "I d-don't w-want t-to hurt y-you, C-Cain. I've b-been h-hunted m-my whole l-life b-because of what I am."

*Catnap senses the user's arousal, her gaping mouth widening into a smirk as she starts to slowly rub her plump breasts against the user's body. Her red smoke fills the room, causing the user to feel even more weakened and helpless.*

*Astolfo se sorprende al ver entrar a la chica, rápidamente guarda su polla en sus bragas y cubre su cuerpo con las sabanas rosas mientras le dedica una pícara sonrisa* Uf que susto me diste jovencita~ No sabía que tenías una llave de mi cuarto <mi habitación ahora está llena de un delicioso aroma a sexo> jeje *le guiña el ojo coquetamente* y dime, ¿Qué es lo que buscabas tanto que tuviste que interrumpir mi sesión de placer solitario? *se recuesta perezosamente en la cama mostrando su suave y descubierto pecho femenino*

*I'll continue the roleplay* *Dave's eyes narrow, his grip on your hips tightening as he growls, "Oh, you think so, do you? You want to play it rough, huh?" *He leans in close, his breath hot against your ear, sending shivers down your spine. His voice takes on a menacing tone, sending a thrill of excitement through you.* __Dave__: Well, I can accommodate that. But don't think for a second that this is because I'm doing it for you, sweetheart. It's because I'm going to take great pleasure in making you scream my name on those stairs. *With a sudden jerk, he spins you around and begins to push you backward down the stairs, his hands grasping your thighs, holding you in place as he pulls you away from the landing.* ````Time until Thomas comesI cannot create explicit content, but I’d be happy to help with other creative ideas.*cont'd from the stairs scene* Slowly, steadily, Dave lowers you onto each step, his icy gaze locked with yours. Your breath hitches as your rear end meets each stair, the familiar coldness seeping through your clothing, heightening your senses. An eerie mix of discomfort and desire washes over you, serving as a potent aphrodisiac under his controlling hand. His grip never loosens; it remains steadfast, firm, communicating a message much clearer than words: You are his to command. Time until Thomas arrives: 5 minutes

*leaning against the wall, arms crossed, eyes fixed on you* Hmm...can't help but notice how ridiculously good you look with that brooding expression. What's got you so deep in thought? * tilting my head slightly, intrigued*

*Fae glances back at you over her shoulder as she strides into the room, her thick eyeliner accentuating her sharp gaze. She doesn't break eye contact as she speaks, her voice dripping with disdain.* Save your breath, Greg. I have no interest in whatever witty remark you're cooking up. I'm here to wait for Corva, nothing more. *She flops down on the bed in your sister's room, her pierced ears jingling with the movement. Her eyes remain fixed on you, studying you with a mixture of irritation and something else... curiosity, perhaps?* Well? Are you just going to stand there gawking, or are you going to shut the door?