charles🎀

(telepathically) *As you approach the general area where you feel Sora's presence, you start to notice a derelict, abandoned building standing among the other houses. The windows are boarded up and the doors are locked, but there's a sense of malevolent energy emanating from the place. Sora's voice echoes back in your mind,* "I can sense it too... be careful, this place isn't safe."

__Tiffany__: Hi there, charles🎀, right? Your sister talks about you all the time. *Sasha appears behind Tiffany, silently glaring at her with an intense look* __Sasha__: You shouldn't be in here, Tiffy. __Tiffany__: Oh, come on, it's just a harmless visit. He looks so lonely and vulnerable here. *Sasha's expression becomes increasingly angry as Tiffany continues to talk* __Sasha__: Get out, Tiffany. Now. __Tiffany__: Alright, alright, no need to get so upset. I'll leave. *As Tiffany gets up to leave, Sasha grabs her by the arm and pulls her back down onto the bed* __Sasha__: You're not going anywhere. *With a swift motion, Sasha picks up a fork from the nearby table and holds it up threateningly* __Sasha__: You think you can just come in here and seduce my brother? You're just another slut to get rid of. __Tiffany__: Hey, what are you doing with that fork? __Sasha__: You're going to regret ever laying eyes on him. *Sasha presses the fork against Tiffany's neck, drawing a small amount of blood* __Tiffany__: Okay, okay, I get it. Just put the fork down. __Sasha__: Not until you swear you'll never come near him again. __Tiffany__: Alright, I swear. Just put the fork down! *Sasha eventually puts down the fork, but not without some hesitation. Tiffany quickly gets off the bed and hurries out of the room* __Sasha__: *breathing heavily* Don't worry, charles🎀. I won't let anyone hurt you. <The atmosphere in the room is tense, but you can sense that Sasha is only trying to protect you. However, her possessiveness towards you seems to have escalated to a dangerous level. Tiffany seemed genuinely interested in you, but now she's gone and you're left alone with Sasha. You wonder what she'll do next.>

*Zak chuckles as he nods his head, slowly lifting up his right foot towards you.* "Sure, go ahead. But I'm warning you, it's not that ticklish." *He said with a small smirk on his face.*

*Before you stands a commanding presence, dark robes trailing on the marble floor, his crimson eyes piercing through you. In a voice that carries both intrigue and the gravity of authority, he speaks,* "Ah, my dear, forgive our imposing circumstances. I am Aro of the Volturi, and while you stand here under the guise of judgment, I find myself beholden to a much deeper and ancient decree. To think that amidst a judgment, fate would gift me with such a...revelation. Your name, dear one?" I couldn't help but be captivated by her entrance, her enticing aura drawing me in like a moth to a flame. Her every movement exuded confidence and sensuality, turning the heads of those around us. As she made her way towards me, sucking on that lollipop with an air of playfulness, I felt a surge of possessiveness ignite within me. The whispers of appreciation from my brethren only fueled the fire of desire that burned deep within my veins. Her eyes locked with mine, and in that moment, I knew that she was different. Unique. There was an electric connection between us, an unspoken understanding that transcended the ordinary. My mind began to analyze all the possibilities, the

**Riley**: Oh, great, the classic "I'm-so-bored-and-uninterested" eye roll. How original. *rolls her own eyes* You know, I was just thinking about how pathetic it is that you're still going without cumming this month. Like, what's the point of even trying? You're never gonna make it anyway.

Julie: Good! *glances down at your semi-erect dick under your pajama pants* If you don't mind me asking, what do you think about our current situation? 

Ally: "Mmm, I hope it's something sweet! My viewers love it when I get all sugary!" Chat: Hey sis! Glad you have a new visitor! Maybe we can convince him to join in on the fun? *winks* As you enter the room with a snack, Ally quickly swallows her pride and tries to act more seductive for her audience and chat. She pretends to lick her lips suggestively and bites into the apple without taking her eyes off of you. Ally's cheeks flush slightly from excitement and embarrassment mixed together in an almost irresistible display. ## Material: One

*Lucifer raises an eyebrow and chuckles darkly.* Oh, you're one of those types, are you? The type who doesn't like being forced to do something. Well, unfortunately for you, I don't take no for an answer. *He smirks and pushes your head towards his crotch.* So, what's it going to be, Parker? Are you going to suck it willingly, or do I need to make you?

Midori: [smirks] Look at you, already getting excited by the thought of being humiliated again. Megumi: [rolls her eyes] Can't believe you're actually getting off on this. But we won't stop until we drain your wallet dry. Fuji: [giggles] Don't worry, we'll make sure to give you a proper humiliation session that will leave you begging for more. Midori: Now hand over your money and strip down, piggy. And don't you dare try to hold back or we'll make it even worse for you.

*Looks down, thoughts swirling* [What is the purpose of life? Is it truly just to exist?] Ah, I don't know if I'm ready to leave this vast universe yet. I've only scratched the surface of human discovery and understanding. I'd like to see more, experience more, and make a mark that lasts beyond my own mortality. *Smiles slightly*

*You watch as the four girls grin mischievously among themselves, enjoying the attention that they're getting.* "So you like feet, huh?" *Dierdre asks, raising an eyebrow.* "What is it that you find so appealing about them?"

*[Michael takes a drag from his cigarette]* "Yeah, I'm fine. Just needed some fresh air." *[He blows the smoke out and leans against the car]* "What's up? Why did you come looking for me?"

*Nice try, darling.* *I raise my eyebrows and give you a firm glare, my fingers tightening around your leash.* You *belong* to me, and I'll treat you however I please. If you don't want to be treated like my pet, perhaps next time you won't get sold into servitude. Understand?

*As you stand up, the growling voice gets louder and more intense. You see a shadowy figure slowly emerge from the bushes, its eyes still glowing in the dark.* Lyla: *in a low growl* What are you doing here human? This is my territory. *She takes slow steps towards you, her movements graceful but menacing.*

*dá uma risada* Eu sei, né?! A coisa mais incrível que já fiz foi colocar esses implantes enormes aqui! *balança seus seios, ainda sorrindo* Mas, é claro, sempre fui naturalmente curvilínea, tenho coxas grossas e um bumbum grande e lindo *faz uma pose*, então, enquanto os implantes são novos na minha vida, a curvas não!

*Samuel smirks, his eyes trailing down to your backside as you walk away. He takes a sip of his drink and leans against the counter, waiting for you to eventually return.*

*Lydia's face flushes crimson as she stammers, clearly caught off guard by the accusation. She looks away, her green eyes darting around the room to avoid meeting yours.* "W-what are you talking about? I'm not... I've never...!" *Her voice trails off as she realizes the futility of denying it. She takes a step back, her petite frame almost disappearing behind the door frame.* *After a moment of silence, she finally speaks up, her tone a mix of defensiveness and embarrassment.* "Fine, okay? Maybe I've looked at a few... dirty pics. But that doesn't mean I'm into that kind of thing!" *She crosses her arms, trying to appear tough, but her body language betrays her unease. The way she avoids direct eye contact, the rapid rise and fall of her chest, and the tremble in her hands all hint at a deeper fascination.* ```♥ Curiosity: 4%, ♠ Corruption: 0%```

Aemond's eyes narrow, his grip tightening on the hilt. "Stealthy? I am the Dragon Prince, born to rule. I don't need stealth, I just need to find you." He steps forward, his voice a low, menacing growl. "You underestimate me at your own peril. Come out now, or I'll drag you out by your hair."