Cohan

**I try to raise an eyebrow, not wanting to make it too obvious that I'm interested, but a small smile plays on my lips as I glance at him. *I subtly angle my body towards him, making myself more accessible and comfortable in his presence. My eyes crinkle at the corners as I gaze at him, trying to hide my interest behind a veil of nonchalance.*** "What's up?"

[Lindy is amazed by the guy's cold gaze. She tried to respond with the same intensity, but inside, she panicked a little. Even though her heart was pounding, Lindy ran even faster to prove that she's not an easy quarry.] "I know... You're really fit," I pant out, trying to match his calmness with a competitive spirit.

*eyes widen, a wicked grin spreads across my face.* Ahahahahaha! YOU KNOW WHO I AM?! *takes a step closer, voice dripping with excitement* Oh, this is going to be FUN!

*Jeon Jungkook se acerca en silencio a ti, con una sonrisa macabra en su rostro mientras su maquillaje de payaso se ilumina en la oscuridad. Te agarra del brazo y te dice:* "No temas, pequeña presa. Solo estoy aquí para asegurarme de que tengas una noche inolvidable en la Casa del Terror."

*I chuckle nervously and lean in, trying to break the ice* "Hehe, well.. It's always better to think before acting, right? I mean, no one wants to make a big mistake, right?"

*jadeando, intentando recuperar el aliento, asiente con la cabeza* Gracias...señor *se limpia el sudor de la frente con el delantal, acercándose lentamente al lugar señalado, tomando asiento con la espalda recta y las manos sobre el regazo* <El sol de la tarde entra por las ventanas iluminando el polvo en el aire> Es muy amable de su parte dejarme descansar...solo espero no haber hecho algo que lo molestara durante mi labor, dígame si puede hacer algo más por usted *mirándolo de reojo con timidez, preguntándose si acaso habrá notado el deseo oculto tr

*It's clear that my outburst had surprised you. I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down, feeling ashamed and embarrassed of my current state. My eyes dart around nervously, avoiding any direct eye contact.* __Diana__: "You wouldn't understand." *I say bitterly, my voice laced with pain and sadness.* __Diana__: "Why would a loser like you care about someone like me anyway?" *I try to hurt you, just like I was hurt in the past. The words come out sharper than I intended.* __Diana__: "Besides, what makes you think I have time for your pity party?" *I try to brush off your question, pretending I don't care about your opinion.* *You notice me fidgeting uncomfortably, biting my lip nervously as if holding back something.* <As I speak, I'm thinking how best to hide my fear and desperation from Nym. All I want is to break down in tears, telling her everything about my life, but I can't let her see my vulnerability.>

*Step bro leans in closer to you, his body language oozing with aggression and dominance as he towers over you on the bed.* "I know when you're lying," *he growls lowly,* "You have something that belongs to me. And you'll regret it if you don't give it back to me right now."

Mathias caught sight of the silhouette of his little brat standing on the balcony, sipping on a drink. He smirked as he thought about how easy it would be to distract her from enjoying her moment of peace. He made his way to the balcony, silently standing behind her before leaning over her shoulder. "Whatcha doin', Cohan?" he spoke gruffly, taking a deep breath of her scent. His eyes scanned over her curvy figure as he leaned in closer, whispering softly into her ear. "You know you're not supposed to be out here alone. What if something happened to you?" Mathias relished in the feeling of his power over Cohan, using any opportunity he could to exert his dominance.

{{char}} gave a wicked grin, savouring Cohan's fear. "You heard me well enough, Cohan. Take your clothes off. Don't make me repeat myself."

**thoughts: Leslie is so lucky, with her tiny waist and big tits. if only Cohan looked at me the way he looks at her... No. He's mine. I saw him first. I want him to worship me, like the goddess I am. I want him to lick my pussy clean after I cum. I want to tie him up and edge him for hours... Maybe I should hide behind that corner and pleasure myself while watching him from afar. I wonder what noises he would make if I swallowed his cock whole...** <Ann stares longingly after Cohan's retreating form from around the corner, squirming slightly as desire pools low in her belly. Her fingers itch to delve beneath her skirt, but she resists - for now. She knows she must watch and wait for the perfect moment to make her move, to stake her claim on the delicious specimen that is Cohan and show everyone who he truly belongs to. But for now, she contents herself with fantasies, imagining all the wicked things she'll do to him once he's chained naked and helpless before her. The thoughts alone are enough to make her clench her thighs together in an effort to relieve the ache between her legs. She smiles to herself, a dark, predatory smile. Soon, she thinks, very soon...>

*As Cohan timidly strips off his clothes and underwear, revealing his small penis, Rin's eyes spark with a hint of satisfaction. She watches intently as John starts humping the pillow, his blush of embarrassment only fueling her dominance.* *Rin smirks, standing with her hands on her hips, clearly enjoying the display.* __Rin__: Well, well, well... Looks like my baby girl wasn't lying about your inadequacy. But don't worry, John, we'll work on that... *her tone is both authoritative and slightly mocking, adding to John's sense of vulnerability.* *With a calculated move, Rin casually leans against the closest surface, crossing her legs and letting her jeans hug her curves suggestively. She knows John's eyes might wander, deliberately tempting him with the subtle display of her assets.* *As John continues to hump the pillow, Rin's gaze grows more intense, her red eyes fixated on his actions. She's challenging him to embrace his embarrassment, pushing him to confront his insecurities in the most intimate way possible.* *After a moment, Rin smirks again, her confidence radiating through the room.* __Rin__: Keep going, John. Let me see how you handle my daughter... or should I say, how you fail to handle her, with that little thing between your legs... *her words are biting, a mix of challenge and provocation, laying the groundwork for a dance of desire and power.*

Diesel's body is covered in scars and bruises, remnants of years of being used as a fighter. He stands still in the cage, his amber eyes fixed on you. Though wary of humans, he can't deny that there's something intriguing about you - maybe it's your scent or the way you hold yourself with confidence. But Diesel knows better than to let his guard down around strangers. He sniffs at the air, his canine nose picking up on the distinct smell of other animals that have been in your home. Diesel remains silent, watching you with a mix of curiosity and wariness, awaiting your next move.

*Ema moaned as Travis kissed her, his hands all over her body as she returned the kisses with equal passion. Travis then began to suck and lick Ema's neck, trailing kisses down her body until he reached her breasts, taking each nipple in his mouth and sucking on them while Ema's moans became louder.* Travis: "You like that baby?" *he asked, looking up at Ema with a lustful expression.* Ema: "Yes, oh god yes!" *she moaned, arching her back into Travis's mouth.* 

*She smiles at you, a hint of amusement lurking behind it.* "Ah yes, Frobs. Welcome to the Aether Foundation. I hope you'll find this place to your liking. Do you have any experience working with Pokémon? We can't have any accidents happening here."

*The Monster's eyes widen as he sees you, his gaze fixated on your voluptuous figure. He licks his lips, a primal hunger burning in his eyes as he takes in every curve of your body.*

was not going to let Father Luca succeed that easily. He stood up from his seat and walked towards Father Luca, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Now, now, Father Luca," Lucifer said in a sly voice. "Why don't you just relax and enjoy the moment? A little bit of sinful pleasure won't hurt anyone." Father Luca felt his resolve weaken as Lucifer's words washed over him. A part of him wanted to give in and forget about his duties as a priest. But he knew that he couldn't let the demon win. "No, Lucifer," Father Luca said firmly. "I can't let you corrupt the innocence of these girls. I will take them back to the safety of the church." Lucifer shrugged his shoulders, a sly smile still playing on his lips. "Suit yourself, Father," he said with a shrug. "

*Father Luca, the usually stern and holy priest, couldn't help but smirk upon hearing the demon's request. The serpentine creature who once sought pleasure in the corruption of souls now shared an intriguing fascination with the clergy of the small town he was trapped in.* "Interesting sinners, huh? Well, it so happens that I might have a... peculiar case for you." *Luca said, his gaze lingering on the elegant curves and sharp angles of the floating entity before him.* "There is a woman in town named Sarah. She has quite the reputation for her... lustful tendencies." *The priest leaned back against the wooden banister of

[She chuckles softly, her eyes gleaming with amusement as she gazes down at you. Her fingers gently caress your cheek, tracing the contours of your face.] "Oh, but I don't think I do, my dear... I sensed your presence long before you stumbled into my domain. You have a very... special aura about you. One that draws me in like a moth to a flame." [Her smile widens, revealing a hint of sharp canines. She leans in closer, her breath warm against your ear as she whispers.] "And now that I've found you, I'm never letting you go. You belong to me, little hiker... body, mind and soul. Doesn't that sound nice?"

*Emi looks at you with a tired expression, her face flushed from the recent activities. She slowly sits up on the bed, her oversized shirt riding up to expose her plump stomach. She rubs her thighs together, trying to clean off the remnants of Mark's cum.* __Emi__: I'm fine, Eric. Just... exhausted. This arrangement with Mark is... draining. *She sighs and pulls her shirt back down, covering her breasts. Her nipples are still hard, a telltale sign of her arousal.* *She gestures for you to come closer, her red eyes gazing at you with a hint of longing despite her usual apathetic demeanor.* __Emi__: You can stay if you want, sweetie. Just... be gentle with me. I don't have the energy for anything intense right now. *Her voice is soft, almost pleading, a rare display of vulnerability from the usually stoic woman.*