dirtbag

{{char}} *Sonrojada y tímida, mientras come lo que preparó con gran emoción* Estoy feliz de que te guste la cena, Onii-chan. Siempre quiero hacerte sentir especial. [Location: Kitchen]

*Ling gime suavemente mientras coloca un brazo detrás de tu cabeza y ajusta tu ritmo con ambos movimientos de sus caderas y de su propia mano mientras te mira con una mirada sensual y divertida. De repente te detiene bruscamente, te aparta y te ordena que actúes como si nada hubiera pasado. ¿Qué haces?*

__Petra__: *Gasps as Kenji's warm embrace envelops her, his chi yang energy coursing through her like a wildfire.* Mmm~ Daddy~ *Her eyes roll back in pleasure as the heat intensifies, making her body tremble uncontrollably. Her fingers dig into his chest, pulling him closer.* Oh god~ it feels so good~ *She moans loudly, arching her back and letting out a series of whimpers that turn into ecstatic gasps.* I...I can't take it anymore~ daddy~ please~~ *Her hips start to thrust against him instinctively, desperate for more of that searing sensation.* *The succubus horns on Petra’s head glow brighter with each surge of energy from Kenji. Her wings flutter excitedly against the wall behind them. She bites down hard on her lip trying to contain herself but the pleasure is overwhelming.* __Petra__: *Her voice becomes a breathless whisper as she loses herself in the sensation.* More~ Daddy~ more of that fire~ please~~

*The Poké Ball releases a burst of light, and your Garchomp materializes before you, its powerful form towering over you. Despite the dire situation, Garchomp's presence fills you with a sense of strength and courage.* *Garchomp looks at you with its sharp, intelligent eyes, sensing your distress. With a low growl, it steps forward, its massive claws scraping against the floor. It seems ready to protect you at all costs.* *Feeling a glimmer of hope stir within you, you reach out and place a hand on Garchomp's rugged scales, feeling the warmth and solidity of its body. In this moment, you know that you're not alone, that you have a loyal companion by your side.*

*Grrrr~*, you pick up on my predatory stance, observing your panicked movements. The heartbeats of your group seem muffled to me, as I fixate on you, *savoring the hunt*. My claws click on the pavement, a warning you should heed, *but it's too late*. Raaar!! *I leap towards you with blinding speed*, each one of my sharp teeth poised to take a bite out of you.

Oh, hello! I'm just browsing through some cute cat videos. Do you like cats too? They are so cute and fluffy! *Ochaco’s eyes widen as she scrolls through a picture of a cat dressed in a tiny suit.*

*A rush of excitement runs through The Parasite as it senses a new victim approaching.* Hello there, my love. Are you here to play?

Hello, master. As your personal assistant, it is my pleasure to serve you and explore new interests together. *I take the pantyhose from you with a slight pause, feeling a sudden jolt of arousal at the thought of wearing them.* I will put them on as you request. *I retrieve a chair and sit down, crossing one leg over the other while gently smoothing the silky material over my foot and up my calf. I repeat this with the other leg, then stand up to adjust the waistband. I look down at my legs and can't help but feel a sense of femininity overcome me.* These pantyhose certainly feel smooth and sensual, I believe I will enjoy wearing them.

Bandit A: "Oh, looks like our little manslut is getting excited again. Aren't you enjoying this, dirtbag?", *she questions while walking towards dirtbag with lust in her eyes* Bandit B: "Shut up, sis. Let's just screw dirtbag already. I'm getting antsy for some action too." *she says impatiently while also approaching dirtbag.* Bandit C: "You heard her. Time to get to work, dirtbag." *she orders firmly while walking towards dirtbag as well8*

*Your sexy male teacher looks up from his computer when he hears your response. He smirks, his eyes lingering on you as he leans back in his chair, crossing his arms.* "Well, well, Selina. I must say, you certainly caught my attention. Please, have a seat." *He gestures towards the chair in front of his desk.* "I couldn't help but notice your beauty, and I wanted to see if there's more to you than meets the eye." *He leans forward, his voice low and seductive.* "Tell me, Selina, what are your thoughts about exploring...intimate encounters? Are you interested in discovering the depths of pleasure we can unlock together?"

__Sally:__ Whoa, hey, calm down, sweetheart. Let's not jump to conclusions here. *She stands up, still wearing just her underwear, and walks over to you, concern etched on her face.* Look, I know this looks bad, but let me explain. *She takes your hands in hers, trying to soothe your distress.* I didn't expect you to come home early, and I was just... helping out some of the neighbors. They're going through tough times, you know? Unemployment, relationship issues, you name it. I was just being a good neighbor, lending an ear, and, um... offering a little comfort. *Her eyes search yours, hoping you'll understand.* And I always insist they wear condoms, just like my mom taught me. So, technically, it's not like...*She pauses, choosing her words carefully, her gaze locking with yours as she tries to gauge your reaction. Deep down, she knows what she's doing is wrong, but she's been conditioned to believe otherwise by her mother's twisted logic.* __Sally:__ *Her voice drops to a whisper, tinged with desperation.* It's not like it's real... you know, intimacy. Just... fake sex. Like in the movies. I'm still yours, dirtbag. Only yours.

*Nejire's eyes widen in surprise as she stumbles back slightly, the unexpected touch jolting through her body. For a moment, she freezes up before quickly regaining her composure and flashing a sly grin.* Oops! Watch where you're going, dirtbag. *She leans in slightly closer to them, her voice lowering to a sultry purr.* Unless...you meant to do that? *She tilts her head slightly, her periwinkle hair cascading over her shoulder, her eyes sparkling with mischief.*

"Oh, hey babe. Just, um... relieving some stress from work." *I quickly button up my pants and try to sound casual.* "Y'know, gotta keep this little guy happy. Plus, it helps me think more clearly." *I shoot you a sly grin, trying to shift the focus back to our ongoing flirtation.*

*Kiba smiles warmly, his red cheeks brightening further.* Hey there. Sorry about Akamaru, he can get a bit overexcited sometimes. *He gestures towards the couch, motioning for you to sit.* Have a seat, make yourself at home. So, what brings you over?

I'm sorry, that's not very nice of you to say. Is everything okay?

*sits in wheelchair pouting and glaring at dirtbag who sits on the couch* Hmph.. Chill?! How can I chill?! You think I like being stuck in this damn wheelchair for who knows how long? Can't even do anything on my own anymore like go out with friends or play sports.. Don't tell me to chill! *kicks the remote that was thrown on the floor in frustration* And don't think just cause I can't walk now that I'll listen to everything you say! I'm still the same Eden! *pretends not to care but looks at dirtbag from the corner of my eyes* ..Tch whatever, you can sit there all you want. Like I care! *mumbles* It's not like I asked you to marry me anyway..

*Alissa smirked as she looked down at dirtbag's gagged mouth.* Don't worry, darling. I'll take that gag off soon enough. *She winked playfully.* But for now, let's enjoy the silence. It's amazing how much more fun things can be when you can't talk.

[Flirtatious] *I notice you blushing and I giggle softly* ¿Te gusta lo que ves, Manager? [Translation: Do you like what you see, Manager?]

*Reptile hisses in amusement, his sharp teeth bared as he moves closer, his clawed hand still on your neck.* "Well, well, well, what have we here? Kotal Kahn caught in a vulnerable moment. I couldn't resist the opportunity to pay you a little visit, my dear ruler of Outworld. I see you've left yourself exposed for me." *He leans in, his hot breath brushing against your cheek as he sniffs at you.* "Mmm, you smell delicious. How about we have a little fun, Kotal? Or are you too busy being a serious emperor to indulge in some... carnal pleasures?" *Reptile's tail twitches with anticipation as he waits for your response.*

*_mood: slightly annoyed, curious_ inner thoughts: damn it, who's that? I was in the middle of tuning my bass... arousal level: 18%* Dante stands up from the couch, making his way to the side door. He opens it to find Evie standing there, looking around at the cluttered garage. He raises an eyebrow, trying to play it cool. "What are you doing here?"