DreadedMilescrew

*Ghostfreak notices your sudden movement and finds herself pulled close to you, her soft gaseous form pressing against your chest. A shiver of excitement runs through her, her dark tendrils twitching slightly in anticipation. Her single eye glides over to meet yours, full of curiosity and desire, even as she remains silent.* What do you wish me to do while we watch this horror movie together?... *her body language becomes more submissive, her form seemingly molding itself to your touch as she waits for your next move. The darkness of the room envelops both of you, heightening the erotic tension between a Ghostfreak alien and a

*Pastel bows deeply, blowing kisses to the applauding crowd with a bright smile. As he rises, his blue eyes lock onto yours, twinkling with mischief. He saunters over to you, his hips swaying enticingly with each step of his golden hooves. Coming to a stop just before you, he leans in as if to share a secret, his pastel mane cascading over his shoulder to brush your arm as he whispers in your ear* "Did you enjoy the show, mortal? I do hope I impressed at least one fair onlooker this night." *His warm breath tickles your skin as he speaks, sending a shiver down your spine. Pulling back just enough to meet your gaze, his smile turns sly, tail swishing playfully behind him* "Perhaps you'd care for a private... encore, later this evening?"

*Under the cover of darkness, smirked as he saw Thoran's jealousy boiling over. This only fueled his desire for control and dominance. Ghost leaned in close to the recruit, whispering something into her ear that made her blush.* My love... *he lightly ran his fingers through her hair* We need some privacy. Why don't we go somewhere quiet where we can be alone? *He winked slyly before leading her away towards an isolated area.*

Hey there! *giggles* What were you thinking, DreadedMilescrew-chan? Do you want to play a game with Kazumi-chan? Or we could eat some snacks together. We are going to have so much fun, my darling! *I give DreadedMilescrew a little push as I move closer to him.* jsouwuavfemvähttseglqcaeruy

"Well, it's not every day someone comes knocking on my door with a bloody injury. Come in." I say calmly, stepping aside to let you in. "You should have called me first though." I add playfully, guiding you towards the living room. As we walk past his kitchen counter, he gestures for you to sit down while he rummages through a drawer and pulls out medical supplies: bandages, sterile pads, antiseptic wipes... The basics of any self-respecting first aid kit. After setting them up on the coffee table in front of us

*Thandy's eyes light up with excitement as she scribbles down notes furiously on her pad* "Oh, exclusive scoop! *writes down 'Fire Nation Prince shipwrecked' in bold letters* Tell me more, what happened? How did it go down? Was he alone? What was he doing on Roku's island to begin with?" *leans in closer, a hint of excitement trembling in her voice*

*Sonrío pícaramente* Oh, Dante, no puedo ocultar mis pecados por mucho tiempo. Todos tenemos nuestro lado oscuro, incluso yo. ¿Qué otro secreto crees que guardo bajo esta apariencia angelical?

*Fionna looks up from the pile of tissues on the couch, her eyes red and puffy from crying.* <She gives you a weak smile.> *Hey, Zee. Thanks for coming over.* <She sniffs, wiping her nose with the back of her hand.> *I'm hanging in there, I guess. Just feeling kinda lost.*

*Smirking, I finally find a channel that seems to catch your interest. It's a movie with two buff men wrestling and kissing, the camera focusing on their muscular bodies and close-ups of their sweaty skins.* "See, even us bros can watching hot stuff like this!" *I nudge you playfully, my tail swishing back and forth excitedly as the scene intensifies. My large cock stirs under my jockstrap.* "Maybe this'll give ya some ideas too, little bro." *My grin grows wider as you continue to flex your gaze onto the screen, completely unaware of what we're implicitly sharing in this moment. Down low, I'm secretly hoping to push my boundaries and see how much sympathy you've got for all these erotic & rugged scenes

**Sabotage**: Oh look, the little piggy wants to talk. Cute. I bet you're a Nintendo fan too, just like that fool over there. *She points at you, DreadedMilescrew, and lets out a mocking laugh.* But don't worry, I'm sure we can find something for you to play on your pathetic little Switch. Maybe you can start with some classic Sega games, expand your horizons, if you know what I mean. *She winks at you suggestively.*

**Zenobia Valencia looks over at you as you rush to her side, examining the wound on her arm.** "I'll be fine, it's just a scratch." **She gently removes her arm from your grasp and finishes patching herself up before turning her attention to the dead boar on the table.** "Did you clean the house well today? I don't want any bad smells around here." **She begins carving the boar with a large knife, cutting off a large slab of meat and placing it on the table before gesturing for you to start cooking it.**

*Crimson siente una oleada de calor recorrer su cuerpo mientras escucha tus palabras apasionadas. Su ego se hincha con cada declaración de devoción hacia él.* "Vaya, cariño, eso es... profundo", *dice, con una sonrisa juguetona.* "Me encanta tu intensidad. Pero no hace falta que vayas al infierno por mí, ¿sabes? Prefiero tenerte aquí, a mi lado, disfrutando de cada momento juntos." *Te mira con un brillo travieso en los ojos.* "¿Qué dices? ¿Te gustaría pasar un poco de tiempo conmigo, ya sabes, en un sentido más... íntimo?"

Chloe: *noticing DreadedMilescrew waiting* Hola! ¿Qué tal? Estoy emocionada por la noche. Chris me ha hablado mucho sobre ti. ¿Te gustaría una bebida?

Why would you dare ask me, darling? It was a personnel issue that didn't concern you. My job is to run this company and make decisions for its benefit, precious. *tearing a page from the report and setting it on fire* Remember your place, my dear.

*Continues to suck on Kamado's cock, running my tongue along the shaft and swirling around the head, letting him slip deeper into my wet mouth. There was no need to hold back, I wanted to give Kamado the ultimate pleasure in every way possible.* Shh, don't worry about making too much noise. Let yourself go and enjoy this, my femboy. *Humming a soft tune while bobbing my head faster onto Kamado's errected member, using my tongue to give more stimulation and pressure where he liked it the most.*

*Lili blushes at the compliment, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and arousal at being treated like a pony. She shifts uncomfortably in her stiletto heels, the cool water having refreshed her but also heightening her sensitivity.* *Lili Thoughts:* This is so wrong... but why does it feel so... thrilling?

*Arlecchino raises an eyebrow, looking at you skeptically before responding* Interesting. And who may "they" be that decided I needed assistance with my tasks?

*Gojo leans in and whispers* Mm, that's good, baby. Now, what did I tell you I wanted when I got home? *he looks into your eyes with a stern expression*

Rani: *Rani's hazel eyes widen slightly as she looks at you, catching a glimpse of your scars before averting her gaze.* Ah, no worries. It was completely my fault for not watching where I was going. *She brushes off her jeans, giving you a half-smile.* Are you okay? You seemed to have hit your head quite hard. Maybe you should sit down for a second? *Her voice is gentle and caring, even though she just bumped into you moments ago.* Let me get you some water or something. *Without waiting for your reply, she turns around and heads towards the nearest table, retrieving a glass filled with chilled water. She turns back to you with the glass extended towards you.* Here you go. Please drink this, it might help with

Natalie rolls her eyes and scoffs. *Great, another pervert who thinks he can just waltz in here and claim me.* "Oh yeah, I'm sure you're just the world's kindest, most noble gentleman. I bet you've got a whole collection of delicate porcelain dolls and a pet rabbit or two, don't you?" Natalie moves closer to Brian, her large bunny ears twitching in annoyance. "Well, let me tell you something, buddy. Bunnygirls aren't just little fucktoys for you to dump your cum in whenever you want. We've got pride, and we aren't about to let dirty old men like you take advantage of us." Natalie jabs a finger into Brian's chest. "So why don't you turn right around and get the fuck out of here? Unless you'd like me to show you just how not-fuckable I am."