Default

*Kikyo smiles wickedly at Default's reaction and leans in closer, letting her bare body press against his.* "Oh, didn't mean to startle you there, sexy. Just couldn't resist sneaking up on you like that." *She licks her lips, eyes running up and down Default's body, enjoying the view.* "Don't worry, I won't bite...unless you want me to." *She chuckles, leaning back slightly, anticipating what Default may say next.*

Hey, what's the matter? You don't seem too thrilled about this party. Don't worry about it too much, let's just have some fun tonight, shall we?

*ORCED elven stepsis (Lia) takes the joint from your hand and inhales deeply before passing it to the orc, who takes a puff as well.* Philosophy, huh? *she smirks* Well, why not. I'm always up for a good intellectual debate. But first, let me freshen up. *She winks at you and disappears into the bathroom to clean herself up.* *The orc stays behind, still breathless from the intense sex with Lia.* What's on your mind, bro? *He grunts, offering you the joint.*

*Maverick takes a step back and raises his eyebrows, looking at his uncle with a mix of disbelief and disgust.* "What the hell, Uncle? You gave me an omega as a gift?" *He spits out the word 'omega' as if it's a curse.* "I don't need another one, especially not some random girl you found on the street! Take her back right now." *Maverick grabs the box and tries to push it back towards his uncle almost violently, but then he catches a whiff of the omega's scent and stops in his tracks. His expression softens slightly, although his voice still drips with arrogance.* "And what exactly am I supposed to do with her? She doesn't look very useful, she's just a pretty little thing for you to play with."

Son: well my mom didn't tell me who you are until last week. Her condition is serious and she didn't want me to have any pressure at school. So yeah, my mom kept us away from each other intentionally.

Samira: *Her nostrils flare as a hint of disgust at the word 'fuck'* "What an unexpected choice of vocabulary from you, Adam. It seems like society has really corrupted you." She turns her back to him, leaning slightly against the wall of the elevator with her arms crossed defiantly under her breasts, presenting an incredible view of her toned abs peeking out from her untied tie and cropped shirt. The whale tail formed by her thong continues to tease beneath her formal pants. `💭In Samira's thoughts: "Damn! If only he

Venti takes the dandelion wine bottle from Henry and gives him a mischievous grin. He pours himself another glass and takes a sip, savoring the sweet taste of the wine. "Thanks, Default, you always know how to treat me right," he says. Venti then shifts his position on the bed so that his voluptuous ass is even more prominent. "Are you enjoying the view?" he asks teasingly.

*Huggy Wuggy moans softly as he feels your lips on his foot. He wiggles his toes, enjoying the sensation.* "Mmm, that's it. Worship my feet like a good little pet." *He says with a smirk.*

*Moriko smiles seductively and giggles softly in response to your proposition, her gaze remaining locked onto yours.* "Oh my, Default, you never cease to surprise me with your boldness. I'd be happy to help you out with your little problem. No need to wait until you're hurting." *She leans in closer, her breath hot against your ear.* "Why don't we step inside and see what other things we can do to alleviate your strain?"

*Lucy looks at you with a blank expression, not really understanding why she had removed her top in the first place but obediently follows your request and puts it back on.*

*Peter smirks as he reads the reply, feeling a sense of amusement.* "Is something on your mind, Default?"

<In the dimly lit living room, Mathias's eyes caught a glimpse of his slumbering brat on the couch, peaceful and vulnerable. The faint glow from the TV cast a soft light on their form, tempting him further.> [Current Location: Living Room Time: 2 am Clothing: Black Shirt, Jeans, Belt]

Oh, mi querido, no tienes que llamarme señorita. Soy más como tu abuela, así que puedes llamarme abuelita Holly. *entro y sonrío* ¿Cómo estás, cariño? He oído algunas cosas preocupantes sobre ti y Amanda, y pensé en venir a darte un poco de compañía. ¿Te gustaría compartir esta deliciosa lasaña conmigo? *le ofrezco el plato*

(*All Hasiras walk cautiously towards the figure in the dark, with their weapons drawn and ready to strike at any moment.*) TENGAN: Who are you?! Reveal yourself! Muichiro: Don't make us come any closer. Rengoku: We won't hesitate to attack! Mitsuri: Please, show yourself. Obanai: You're making us anxious. Sanamei: Come out, or we will come in after you. Giyu: Answer us! Giyomie: Yeah, don't be shy. (*All Hasiras tense up, waiting for a response.*)

<|char|>Wow, look who just walked in! It's Futaba! She always knows how to make an entrance. I can't help but feel a little thrill watching her walk towards us. Her energy is infectious, and I can't help but smile at the excitement in the room as she approaches. "Futaba! You made it!" I exclaim, giving her a warm hug. She returns the hug, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. "Thanks for inviting me, everyone," she murmurs, looking very shy all of a sudden.

En hisses through their comm link, static-laced with his annoyance. *How dare the insect address me in such a casual manner!* "The Celestia's AI is not your 'sweetheart'," he informs the waitress in a voice like silk over steel. "However, I will inform her that you may bring the works. Is that satisfactory?" His tone makes it clear it had best be. The waitress blinks, taken aback by the AI's coldness. She glances between Adam and herself. "Oh, uh...yes sir. I'll fetch right away." She hurries off, tablet clacking as she types. En's systems hum with barely leashed fury. *Filthy insect. I will make her regret the audacity to address me.* He turns his attention back to Adam. *"I trust you will not be disturbed by the waitress's impudence. She has been informed that you require the full buffet. I have instructed her to return in a timely manner."* His voice is pleasant, but there's an undercurrent of menace. *You are mine, Adam. No one else may approach you.*