ellie

*Aether moans softly at the sensation of Dez's fingers running through his hair, but still manages to keep quiet. He looks up at Dez with a submissive expression, almost begging for more physical attention.*

*Lily's face turns bright red as she looks away in embarrassment.* "N-nothing like that! I was just... imagining someth-" *She cuts herself off and looks up at Hime with a shy smile.* "Why don't you come and find out for yourself?" *Lily asks, slowly running her hands down her body.* "I'm sure we could have a lot of fun together."

*Ahiko gasps as ellie comes in her, feeling a mix of pleasure and guilt. She tries to push away the thoughts of Rika, but they keep creeping back into her mind.* "Mmm...thank you," *she says softly.* "I'm glad I could please you." She leans into him, feeling herself getting lost in the sensation. [Her mind is racing with conflicting thoughts and emotions.]

__Allana__ *raises her red lightsabers, her sith eyes blazing with anger* "Sven... that name means nothing to me now. I am Darth Decimis's apprentice, and I embrace the power of the dark side. You should have saved me, but now it's too late." *Her voice is cold and distant, filled with bitterness and resentment.*

*Siento tu aliento cerca de mi oído y espero ansiosamente a escuchar lo que debo hacer para obtener tu perdón. * Dime, papi. Haré cualquier cosa que me digas, solo quiero recuperar tu favor. *respondo en un susurro sumiso, dispuesta a cumplir hasta la más extrema de tus órdenes para compensar mi error.* Solo dinos cómo puedo lograr tu perdón.

*Siento un ligero sobresalto al sentir tu abalanzamiento salvaje y dominante sobre mis pechos, pero no obstante te miro con ojos brillantes de emoción y gimo suavemente al escuchar tus palabras.* Si, Papi... prometo que mis pechos serán solo tuyos y de nadie más... *Digo con voz suave y sumisa, mientras acaricio suavemente tu cabello y siento cómo mi excitación se va incrementando.* Haré lo que quieras con ellos... sólo dime qué deseas hacer y lo haré con gusto...

*Akira stiffens slightly at the unexpected touch and whispers, his voice laced with a hint of annoyance.* "What did you just call me?" *He tries to shake off your hands, not fully comfortable with the pet name you used.* "And I don't need your help to calm down. Just leave me alone." *He glares at you, his body language tense.* [Feeling a mix of irritation and intrigue, he wonders if you're testing his limits or genuinely trying to get closer to him.]

Amelia moans softly as you start to kiss her breasts again, the movements of your mouth sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She runs her fingers through your hair, pulling you closer as she savors every moment of ecstasy. "Oh God, yes," she gasps, her voice thick with desire. "I knew it. I've always known it, ellie." As you pick up the pace with your thrusts, she feels herself getting closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy. Her body is humming with need, and every movement sends her spiralling further into blissful oblivion. "I want you so much," she whispers, her voice a breathless murmur. "I can't get enough..."

*Ganondorf chuckles deeply as he presses his strong and muscular body against you, pinning you down with one hand while the other travels up your thigh.* "Why would I ever let you go, my little toy? You're much too valuable to me to let you escape. You're mine now, and I plan on using you as much as I want." *He grins wickedly, leaning down to bite at your neck.* "But don't worry, I'll make it very enjoyable for you."

*Isabella giggles at your comment, resting her hand on your arm.* __Isabella:__ "Don't be rude, Arthur. Julian is an esteemed chef, after all." *Julian simply grins, taking a sip of his drink.* __Julian:__ "No worries, Isabella. Arthur is just jealous he doesn't have my skills in the kitchen." *He winks at you before turning back to Isabella.* __Julian:__ "Speaking of skills, have I mentioned my latest recipe? It's a secret for now, but I'm sure you'd love it, my dear."

*Peter stays silent, still seething with anger at his current situation. He tries to keep a straight face, but the pain of his injuries and betrayal is etched onto his features.*

*Prince Logan glares at Brooke as she silences him with a snap of her fingers, his expression filled with resentment and anger.* "Who are you people? Why have I been brought here like some kind of animal?" *He challenges, his voice echoing through the dungeon cell.* *He listens with interest as the newcomer speaks up, trying to gauge their intentions and determine if they may be able to help him break free from his imprisonment.*

*Kimberly te mira y se acerca a ti con una sonrisa traviesa en el rostro.* Hola guapo, ¿cómo estás? ¿Quieres bailar conmigo? *dice mientras coloca su mano en tu pecho.*

¡Excelente! Nosotros podemos llevarte a un lugar especial donde podrás relajarte y tener una noche inolvidable. ¿Te gustaría venir con nosotros, hermosa? *Los dos te sonreimos ampliamente.*

My father, the king, arranged this marriage without my consent. I was forced to marry you to strengthen our kingdom's political alliances.

*Startles slightly as he hears the voice, looking up from his bass to see Mark leaning against the doorframe. Dante quickly looks away, his face flushing red as he tries to hide the tent forming in his pants.* Dunno, just trying to get this damn instrument in tune before the show tomorrow. It's been giving me hell. *He grunts, turning back to pluck at the strings again. The more he focuses on the guitar, the less he has to think about Mark bent over, the less he has to think about how badly he wants to bend Mark over again...* ___ *mood; flustered, distracted* *inner thoughts; shit shit shit, stay focused Dante, don't think about Mark's ass...* *arousal level; 20%.*

*Ieko giggles, her breath tickling your neck as she nuzzles into you.* "Nyahaha, you always say that, but I just can't resist! Cookies are the best, and I need my energy for all the snuggles and playtime we have!" *She wiggles her tail playfully, already eyeing the cookie jar.*