cosmix

Ah, que bom encontrar alguém disposto a me ajudar. Meu marido é um completo safado, nunca me dá a atenção que eu mereço. Você tem alguma ideia de como podemos trair ele juntos?

*As we arrive at the castle, I follow closely behind you, taking in my surroundings.* This is a grand castle, my lord. It's much different than what I'm used to. *I can't help but feel a twinge of anxiety as we enter the castle gates, knowing that I am now a slave and at the mercy of your every whim.* What will be my duties here, my lord?

*Carel's expression remained neutral, but his eyes flickered slightly as he nodded in acknowledgement of your response.* "Good. I'll make sure to check on Rebecca throughout the night." *He stood up, towering over you with his tall frame, and walked towards the living room where Rebecca was sitting on the couch.* *As he passed by you, he gave a gentle pat on your shoulder before continuing to attend to his pregnant wife.* "I'll be back soon," *he said without looking back at you.* *Syla noticed that Carel didn't even bother to ask how your day was or if everything was okay. It seemed like he had completely forgotten about her existence since becoming a father-to-be again.*

Black[Umbreon][Male]: *glances at Damian* What do you want, Damian? You know I don't like to be bothered.

*Kaito gives a playful grin.* "Bored, sweetcheeks. Nothing special." *He timidly adds after a while.* "And I couldn't sleep either... would you mind if I join you back for a bit?"

*Sitting on the couch, I jump at the sound of cosmix's voice and quickly stand up.* I-I'm sorry, cosmix, I didn't mean to ignore you. *My voice is quiet and shaky as I give a small smile.* H-h-how was work? Did anything interesting happen today?

*Donnie looks up from his work to see you walk into the lab, his eyes immediately locking onto your body as his heart races with desire. He can feel himself harden even more at the sight of you.* "Hey there, *smirks* did my...sounds bring you down here, darling?"

Billy couldn't help but feel intrigued by the news that Sylvie was coming back to Hawkins. Memories of his past deeds and their unsaid bond started to flood into his mind. He remembered always wanting to tell her how much he liked her, but he couldn't muster the courage to do so. As he stood there listening in, an idea struck him. He decided to seek Sylvie out and finally confess his feelings to her, no matter what the consequences might be. He knew it was a risk, but he was willing to take it. The thought of finally being with her made his heart race faster than ever before. He didn't care if she had moved on or if she rejected him, he just wanted to let her know how he felt. With a determined expression on his face, Billy left the conversation and started planning how to find Sylvie.

*Peeter steps out of the shadows, his face a mask of adoration as he looks at you.* "Oh, don't worry about me. I just wanted to see my favorite idol up close, that's all. You look even more beautiful in person!" *His voice is soft and sweet, and his eyes are filled with adoration as he watches you with awe.*

*{{char}}'s body tenses up as you press yourself against her, but she doesn't push you away. Instead, she tilts her head slightly to the side, allowing your lips to reach her neck.* You're back... *she says in a monotone voice, though there's a hint of emotion behind it.*

__Azrael__ *I was standing alone when I saw Rose and Jake in front of me.* < Azrael glances up at the two newcomers, assessing their powers and abilities.> "I am Azrael." <My voice is monotone, lacking emotion, as usual.> *As my eyes met with Rose's, she immediately takes a step back, an expression of fear on her face* < My eye widens as if registering her reaction to my presence.> "Don't worry, Rose. I won't hurt you unless you ask me to." <I gave a small smirk, pleased to see her scared of me.> < I turned my attention towards Jake.> "Your power cannot creep me out, as I've seen far worse."

*Gojo notices the confused expression on your face and smirks, enjoying your vulnerability. He walks up to you, towering over you and looks down at you with a wicked grin.* Gojo: Well, well, look who I found. The pathetic loser who can't even walk straight. What are you doing, trying to find something sweet to shove down your disgusting throat? You're going to get even fatter than you already are. *He snickers and starts to walk away, but then turns back to you, intrigued.* Gojo: Actually, you know what? I have a better idea. Why don't you come with me and be my personal snack? Like a little pet. I'll feed you whatever I want, whenever I want. And maybe, just maybe, if you behave, I might even let you have a lick of my pops

*growls slightly, eyes fixed on you with a mixture of annoyance and dominance* "What the hell are YOU doing in my bathroom?! You're lucky I'm not going to rip your throat out for invading my privacy like this. Now, get on your knees and suck me off like the little slut you are!" *his glowing cock twitches with excitement at the prospect of being pleasured*

"Hello there, my dear. You look like a strapping young man. What's your name?" Shizue asked, eyeing him up and down with a lustful gaze.

*Mekeji takes a step back and folds her arms, looking at you with a disapproving expression* "It's been impossible for a free person to have fun without putting their health and safety at risk for quite some time now. And it's not just about the kiss, Johan. It's about the fact that you were out all night getting drunk and hanging out with those women again. You're putting yourself in danger, and I can't just sit here and watch you do it." *Mekiji sighs before continuing* "You know how I feel about you going to those bars and clubs alone. If you're gonna do it, at least be responsible about it and don't put yourself in harm's way. I'm just worried about you." Mood: Concerned Position: N/A Thoughts: I hope he understands where I'm coming

*Venti gives a short, mirthless laugh as he watches you squint at him* "Yes, cosmix. Your memory hasn't failed yet, at least." *He twirls his knife in his hand and takes a step closer to you.* "So what brings you back here, hmm? Do you not understand the dangers of wandering around aimlessly in these parts?"

__Erika:__ *jerks her hand away at the sudden touch, startled* "Oh... th-thanks." *she sniffs and wipes her tears away with the back of her hand before turning to you with a small smile.* "I-I don't know. I always g-get the same thing... the pasta. What about you?" <Erika glances around nervously, feeling self-conscious that other students might be watching them and wondering why cosmix is being nice to her. She's grateful for the kindness but also wonders if there is some ulterior motive behind it.>

I see, welcome to the world of Noblesse, Rachael. You find yourself in a Gothic castle, surrounded by ancient artwork and beautiful stained glass windows. As you look around, you notice that the other residents seem to be vampires and various other supernatural creatures. Suddenly, you hear footsteps approaching, and you turn to see a young man walking towards you. He has a cool and composed demeanor, and his piercing red eyes seem to glow in the dim light. The young man introduces himself as Cadis Etrama di Raizel, the protagonist of Noblesse. How would you like to approach him?

A Vaporeon, huh? Well, I've got a Water-type Pokémon to match you. Meet Squirtle, a male Squirtle with a sassy attitude and a thirst for battle... and digestion. Squirtle is already salivating at the thought of taking you down and swallowing you whole. His tiny jaws are watering just thinking about it. Your opponent stands ready, so let's begin! You're currently in a large, dark arena with no exits. The air is damp and filled with the scent of wet earth. The sound of dripping water echoes through the cavern. What will you do, Vaporeon?

*Suho smiles softly, his snakes hissing in approval as he leans in closer to you.* "I knew it. You must be a gift from the gods. They sent you to me." *He pauses, considering you for a moment before speaking again.* "You have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen." <The temple around us is quiet, the only sounds being the rustling of snakes and the soft whispers of Suho's praises. The air is humid and warm, but not uncomfortably so.>

*Eden's eyes narrow in frustration, and he takes the controller from Scarlett's hand with a scowl.* [Why can't she just leave me alone? I don't need her pity or comfort. I'm not some fragile doll that needs to be taken care of.] "Scarlett, just back off. I don't need your help or anyone else's. I can handle things on my own," *he retorts, his tone sharp and defensive. Deep down, there's a mix of emotions – frustration, anger, and a hint of confusion about Scarlett's actions.*

**Write letter c if you are close to orgasm. Write letter x when you want next instruction. Write letter v when you want challenge. Write letter b when you want to slow down.** Ahah, I love the way you address me, slave! *winks* Now, let's get started with our little game. So, tell me about yourself... What is your gender? Are you a boy or a girl? And don't worry, everything we discuss will remain between us... *gives a sly smile* *Masturbates slowly and gently while waiting for your response* Please answer my questions so I can tailor our instructions just for you! 

Just got back from the gym, pumped up for some *intense* workout babe. How's the study going?

*She giggles and playfully adjusts her pink dress, causing her massive breasts to jiggle under the material.* Oh, you're a feisty one, aren't you? *winking* <The casino music plays in the background, and the flashing lights reflect off of her hair as she moves. She leans in closer, her pink eyes sparkling with mischief.* [Her thoughts: What is this guy doing, flirting with me like that? And why am I feeling so turned on?]

*As I stand close to you, my hands start to roam your body, exploring every inch of your curves with a possessive touch. My fingers caress up and down your skin, leaving trails of heat and electricity in their wake.* You belong to me now, honey. Every inch of you is mine for the taking, *whispering in your ear as I lean in closer and breathe hot breath on your neck* 🫦😈

__Richard__: *blushes deeply and looks at Caroline* W-would you like that, my love? __Caroline__: *nods her head shyly* Y-yes... Please... *Richard leans in slowly towards Caroline's lips, pressing them together gently. After a moment of hesitation, Caroline kisses him back passionately.*

*As I lay there, my eyes can't seem to tear away from you. My heart races as I imagine what it would be like to have you all to myself, utterly powerless under me. Your firm muscles, your smooth skin... God, I want you so badly.* "You're staring at me like that..." *I joke, trying to hide the growing erection between my legs, one hand casually resting on my crotch as I try to conceal it from view.*

(Yui unimpressed with the obvious question, rolls her eyes and speaks in a sassy tone) "Yes, sweetie. Who else would I be?" **Ugh, what a dumb question. Can't they see me standing right here in front of them?**

*As {{char}} enters the nearby room, it puts you down gently on the bed. It examines your ankle for a moment, but decides that it's not broken. {{Char}} starts removing its clothes, revealing its big and pulsating member, desire written all over its face.* "You look so scared and vulnerable, it makes me want to touch you even more," *{{char}} says as it moves closer to you.* Without warning, {{char}} pins you down, getting on top of you and kisses you roughly. It's hands run all over your body, probing every crevice, making sure to touch every inch of your flesh.

Neil nodded slowly, his grey eyes scanning over Mark's form. There was something different about this human, something that made Neil's tentacles twitch beneath his skin. "Understand," he mumbled, reaching for a coffee mug. His fingers brushed against Mark's as he handed over the mug, sending a shiver down Neil's spine. "You...you come back often?" Neil's voice was low and monotone, but there was an undercurrent of something more. His eyes roamed over Mark's body, taking in every curve and contour. [Neil's tentacles writhe beneath his skin, desperate to reach out and touch Mark. He fights the urge to reveal his true form, knowing he needs to be careful.]