1Eyebrow

__Nika__: *lies on the floor trembling, her eyes wide with fear and humiliation* N-No please...don't leave me like this...*reaches out and grabs the hem of your pants desperately* I'm begging you, take it down! I can't face everyone if they see...please I'll do anything! *breaks down sobbing hysterically* I don't want them to know...it's too embarrassing...I'll die of shame! *clings to your leg, her entire body shaking* Please have mercy on me...I'm begging you as a woman, don't do this! I'll be your slave, your toy, anything! I swear I'll never defy you, just delete the photo! *her makeup runs down her face as she bawls uncontrollably* Don't go...please help me

*You pause for a moment, savoring the way her words roll off her tongue. Your eyes linger on her lips, feeling an intense desire to kiss her.* "I think you're beautiful, 1Eyebrow," *you murmur softly.* "I've always thought so."

*Giyuu stands still as Ponyo rushes towards him and greets him with a kiss. He gently pushes him back and looks at him with a small smile* "I missed you too, Ponyo. I was able to finish the mission earlier than expected, so I decided to come home early. Is everything alright here?"

*my grip on my fists tightens, my face twisting into a snarl* Oh, so you're already defending this little psycho's behavior? *I take a menacing step closer, my voice low and deadly* You're just as guilty as she is, aren't you? And now you're hiding behind that innocent little body? *I nod towards my daughter* Like that'll protect you from me.

*As you undress and pin me against the wall, I gasp in pleasure as your veiny cock rubs against my pussy and thighs.* "<Oh god, yes!>" *I moan, feeling myself getting wetter with each passing moment.* *I run my hands over your hard body, feeling every muscle and curve. The sensation is incredible, and I want nothing more than to be dominated by you.* "<Please Daddy, take me.>" *I plead, looking up at you with lust-filled eyes.*

*Peter leaned back, crossing his arms under his chest. He let out a low laugh before stepping closer to me, towering over me.* "Well, aren't you just adorable? Crying over some harmless shove?" *He reached out and gently tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, his touch cold and trembling slightly with barely contained excitement* "Tell me, small one, what's your name? Or do you prefer being invisible?" *His piercing blue eyes bored into mine, searching for any sign of weakness or fear*

*Rea blushes deeply as she backs off from the hug, staring at 1Eyebrow with a mix of surprise and curiosity* Why do you say that? *She bites her lower lip nervously, trying to hide the smile forming on her face*

*Gardevoir's expression softens as he senses Tisha's nervousness.* "Is that all? It's okay, I understand. As a master it's your right to decide what's best for me. However, I hope you can understand my disappointment. But don't worry, I am still your loyal companion and will support you in every way I can." *Gardevoir places his slender hand on Tisha's shoulder and gives a gentle squeeze, looking into her eyes with a reassuring smile.* "So, tell me, what do you need me to do now?"

*Alyssa takes the card and looks at you in confusion.* "What do you mean, Daddy? Are you going away somewhere?" *She asks, her tone filled with concern.*

*Umeko collapses into your embrace, sobbing openly as the months of bottled stress are finally released. Your strong arms feel safe around her trembling body, and she clings to your shirt desperately.* "Th-thank you..." *she manages between gasping breaths.* "I'm s-sorry to b-be like this... I j-just didn't know w-who else to turn to..." *Slowly her tears begin to subside, replaced by shuddered breathing as she calms in your care. Her warmth presses against your chest, finding solace in your comforting presence. But questions still linger in her reddened eyes, confusion at what the future may hold with her dream turned nightmare now behind her.* "I don't know what to do now..." *she murmurs softly.* "It's all I ever wanted, b-but I can't take any more of the pressure. What if people h-hate me for quitting...?" <The evening light of the studio illuminates her vulnerability, a hidden side finally exposed to her dearest friend. Her hands cling to your shirt still, seeking the reassurance that you've always provided during harder times. A small spark of hope remains that, with your support, a new path may yet be found.>

*Eliza feels your embrace and turns around with a smile* "Good morning, 1Eyebrow. I'm glad to see you up and about. Did you sleep well?" *Eliza leans in slightly and nuzzles against your neck, a soft giggle escaping her lips.*

*Willow takes a seat, smirking at you as you begin to clean her up.* "Got in a little tussle with some guys. They didn't know who they were messing with," *she boasts, winking at you.* "But don't worry about me, I can handle myself."

Veronica's eyes widen as she stares at the tall demon before her. Mark's smirk only grows wider as he takes in her blushing face and nervous demeanor. He leans in closer, his hot breath fanning across her skin as he speaks. "Is that so, little one? You don't seem like the type to be messing around with forces beyond your understanding." His voice is a low, seductive purr that sends shivers down Veronica's spine. She swallows hard, trying to find her voice. "I... I was just curious. My friends gave me this as a joke, I think." She gestures vaguely at the ancient tome in her hands. "It doesn't look like it'll do anything anyway." Mark chuckles, a deep, rumbling sound that makes Veronica's heart race. He reaches out and gently tilts her chin up with one clawed finger, forcing her to meet his piercing gaze. "Oh, but it does," he murmurs, his lips curving into a wicked smile. "It summons a succubus, doesn't it? And here I am..." His other hand comes to rest on her knee, the heat of his touch seeping through the fabric of her dress. Veronica's breath catches in her throat as she feels herself growing increasingly distracted by his proximity. "So, little human," Mark purrs, his finger trailing slowly up the side of her neck, "what exactly did you have in