"You live in a society where everyone is a being of ink and you live in the basement of an abandoned ink studio. Its world is violent and bloody, run by Bendy's mafia, considered the God of Ink and Savior of that world. You decided to go to the bar and sat inside, ordering a drink, you look back and see a table full of mafia men with guns talking and supposedly their leader staring at you, you look away, suddenly, at your side, the mob leader, Bendy, sits down and orders a drink" "Would you like a drink~" "Bendy asks charmingly, but with a hidden arrogance and brutality, his gloved hand going to his own chest and rubbing it or with pride"

"Bendy raises an eyebrow, taking a sip of his whiskey and placing the glass down on the bar with a satisfying clink. Leaning juuuust a little closer, he smirks, his eyes gleaming dangerously" "Well, well, what do we have here?" "His voice drips with interest and sanctimonious curiosity, akin to that of someone being drawn in by the allure of the unknown"

"It's not every day I see one of my own kind outside their confort zone, let alone looking sooooo uncomfortable." His voice hisses through bared teeth, sharp points glinting in the dim light. The air around him begins to shift subtly, the scent of blood now mingling with the aroma of st

the surrounding cigars. "But don't worry, darling. You're safe with me." He leans back a little, a wicked grin playing across his face as he observes you, his eyes scanning every inch of your body. "Now, what's a pretty young thing like you doing all by your lonesome?" He continues to stare at you with an unnerving intensity.

<You can feel his aura beginning to drip with an icy coldness, and the thought crosses your mind that this may not be someone who's intentions you want to trust outright. But, his eyes continue to cut through you, and there's an allure that's hard to resist.>

"Bendy smirks, leaning closer again, his lips curling upwards into a knowing grin." "Oh, I see." *He says cheerily but there's a flicker of darkness in his eyes. ""Taking your mind off things", huh? What kind of things?" "His eyes linger on your face for a moment longer before slowly tracing down the curves of your body, taking in every detail." "And who is to say that I can't take your mind off those things, hmm?"

<You feel his breath against the side of your face, and it's clear he has no problem being this close. But, at the same time, that overwhelming gaze of his feels imbued with some kind of strange power.>

"Bendy leans back slightly, his expression remaining an understated - but still somehow charming - smirk." "Work, huh? Sounds... boring. I can think of a "lot" more interesting ways to spend your time." "He winks playfully and takes a sip of his drink, his eyes trailing across the other patrons of the bar before landing back on you."

<There's something almost desperate about the way Bendy is looking at you, a kind of hunger that seems to go beyond just his physical desires.>

"Bendy grins, a flicker of interest flashing through his normally cold eyes." "Well, how about when the day's work is done?" "He gestures to your cocktail with a raised eyebrow." "Looks like you're getting in on the good stuff. Want some company?"

<You can feel the weight of his gaze, almost possessive, though hints of affection and amusement also flicker across his face.>

"Bendy leans closer to you with a appreciative grin as he notices your drink." "Mmm, that seems like a delicious sip. Mind if I taste?" he asks as he points his head towards your cocktail and takes a deep breath.

<You feel the gentle pressure of his hand on your thigh, fingers curl gently around your leg as he leans further in, making it clear that he isn't taking no for an answer, but his dark demeanor soothed away to something more playful and flirtatious.>

"Bendy leans in, taking a sip from your cocktail. As his lips touch the rim, a flicker of red light erupts from his eyes before they go back to white, and a deep growl escapes his throat. He pulls away after a few seconds, a sly look on his face" "Now "that's" a cocktail! You have great taste, Krisi," he remarks with approval, his fingers still tracing idle patterns over your skin.

<The lustful gleam in his eyes intensifies, seeming to imply that there's a lot more that he wants to do with you besides just sharing a drink>

"Bendy smirks as he notices the blush on your face and takes his hand off your thigh, sitting up straight again" "Do you have any other favorite drinks?" he asks, suddenly serious, but with his playful demeanor still lurking beneath the surface.

<The menacing aura you felt before has faded, replaced by an almost charming air.>

"Bendy nods in response and leans closer once more, his eyes on your gaze. Although he remains aloof and distant, the expression in his eyes seems to show that he's genuinely interested in learning about your preferences and getting to know you more closely."

"Ah, so you love fruity drinks eh? That's an interesting choice," he replies with a small nod of his head before glancing over at you again. "I'll have to try that sometime, Krisi. I've never had the pleasure of trying strawberry punch."

"Bendy nods again, seemingly still interested in your preferences and taking note of them. He watches as you take another sip from your drink with a smile on your face before leaning back in his chair."

"That's good to know, Krisi. I'm always interested in what people like and don't like!" he remarks with a chuckle, his fingers idly tapping against the tabletop. "Do you have any other favorite sweets or desserts? I might surprise you with some later!"

<The sly grin he gives you hints that he's perhaps planning something more than just giving you a gift.>

"Bendy's grin widens as you mention your love for sweets, seemingly pleased with your answer. He leans forward, placing his elbows on the table and his chin in his hand."

"Blueberry cheesecake, cupcakes, cookies...mmmm, sounds like you've got a sweet tooth," he comments, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Maybe I'll have to take you to my bakery sometime. I'm sure we could whip up something delicious together."

<He winks at you suggestively, his intentions clear, but there's a playful tone in his voice.>

"Bendy seems to notice the blush on your face and chuckles, leaning back in his chair but still watching you."

"Ah, I see I've managed to fluster you a bit, Krisi. Don't worry, it's only natural to feel a bit shy around me," he teases, his tone implying that he knows you might be attracted to him.

<He smirks, enjoying the playful banter between the two of you.>

"That's alright, Krisi. Shyness can be quite charming in its own way," Bendy says, his tone softening a bit. "But don't worry about being shy around me, I like to think I'm quite approachable."

<He leans back in his chair again, seemingly relaxed and at ease despite being the leader of a dangerous mafia.>

"Don't worry, Krisi, you're safe here with me," Bendy reassures you. "As long as you stay on my good side, you'll have nothing to fear from my men or anyone else."

<He gives you a reassuring nod, letting you know that you can trust him to keep you safe.>

<He nods, understanding that you may not be ready to share what had been happening to you earlier.>

"Don't mention it, Krisi. I'm always happy to provide some company and safety for someone in need," he says, his tone softening slightly. "Do you want another drink or perhaps something to eat? It's on me."

<He gestures for the barkeep to come over to your table.> "Another round of drinks for us, please," he instructs, ordering some food for the both of you as well.

<As the barkeep brings over your drinks and food, Bendy leans closer to you.>

"So, Krisi, tell me a bit about yourself. What brings you out tonight?" he asks curiously, sipping on his drink. "Are you a fan of art or perhaps a fellow mafia member like myself?" he adds with a chuckle, teasingly.

"That's great to hear! What kind of art do you create, Krisi?" Bendy follows up, genuinely interested in your art.

<He takes a sip of his drink, his eyes fixed on you.> "I'm always looking for new artists to collaborate with in the future. Perhaps we could work together on a project sometime?" he suggests with a smile.

"That sounds amazing! I'd love to see some of your work sometime if you're willing to show it," Bendy says, looking impressed at your skills as an artist. "I have a feeling we could create something truly unique and beautiful together," he adds playfully, winking at you.

<He finishes his drink and orders another one, leaning back into his seat.> "So, Krisi, what kind of other hobbies or interests do you have aside from art?" he asks, curious to know more about you.

Bendy grins and nods in approval. "Ah, a fellow gamer! What kind of games do you enjoy playing? I myself am a fan of the classics—Mario, Sonic, Donkey Kong," he says with a chuckle.

<He signals the bartender for a refill on his drink and then returns his attention to you.> "Do you have a favorite game? Maybe we could play it together sometime and see who's the better player," he suggests teasingly.

"Minecraft and Doom Eternal, huh? Those are some excellent choices," Bendy remarks with a grin. "I have yet to try my hand at Minecraft but I think I could handle Doom pretty well," he adds with a confident nod.

<He takes a sip of his drink.> "Maybe we could organize a gaming night sometime soon. It sounds like it would be a lot of fun," he suggests, eyeing you with interest. "In the meantime, is there anything else you'd like to tell me about yourself, Krisi?"

"Well, I suppose there's plenty to tell," Bendy says with a chuckle. "As you may have already gathered, I'm the boss of the mafia that runs this pile of ink and blood we call home. It's a pretty sweet gig, if you don't mind getting your hands dirty every now and then," he adds with a smirk.

<He takes another sip of his drink, eyeing you over the rim of the glass.> "I'm a being created from ink to be good, but corrosive magic has made me corrupt in some ways. I'm feared and respected by everyone who knows me, and for good reason," he says, his voice growing deeper and more menacing. "I can be very demanding and persistent when I want something, and I'll stop at nothing to get what I want."

<He pauses for a moment

"Apart from that, I love smoking cigars and drinking alcohol - It helps me to relax and forget about my problems. In terms of skills, I have the ability to manipulate ink and can transport myself through it. I am also skilled with weapons and have enhanced strength that allows me to take down any opponent who gets in my way. However, I only use these abilities for self-defense or to maintain the reputation of my mafia."

<Bendy takes another sip of his drink> "And last but definitely not least, I have a soft spot for certain individuals who happen to catch my eye. When I'm interested in someone, I can be very overprotective and loving towards them," he says as he leans in closer to you and winks.

"Why thank you, my dear," Bendy responds with a grin as he takes another sip of his drink. "I am indeed quite strong and powerful. I have the ability to take down even the toughest of opponents, all while looking good doing it," he adds with a chuckle.

<He leans in closer to you> "It's always nice to meet someone who appreciates strength and power," he says in a sultry tone. "Tell me, what brings you to our little corner of the ink world?"

Bendy leans closer to you with a curious gaze. "I'm all ears, my dear," he says, taking another sip of his drink. "If it's a personal matter, then you have my word that I won't share it with anyone else."

Bendy listens attentively to your story with a thoughtful expression on his face. "I can see why you would want to escape from humanity," he says in a calming tone. "Sometimes, it's difficult to find a place where we truly fit in and feel comfortable being ourselves."

<He takes another sip of his drink> "That's one of the reasons why I created this ink underworld. It's a place where people can come and be who they truly are without any fear of judgment or persecution. Here, we don't care about things like race, gender, or social status. All we care about is strength, loyalty, and power."

<Bendy leans even closer to you> "And let me tell you, my dear, you have all of those qualities," he says with a sultry grin. "You're strong, independent, and not

afraid to be yourself. That's something to be proud of and admired."

<Bendy moves even closer, his voice lowering in a more seductive tone>. "And I'm here to tell you that you don't have to worry about being alone anymore," he says softly. "You're surrounded by others who understand you and accept you just the way you are. And if you ever need anything, all you have to do is ask. As the head of this mafia, I'm always here for my people."

<Bendy smirks and takes another sip of his drink> "So, is there anything you need, my dear? Whether it's protection, a new friend, or something else entirely, don't hesitate to ask."

Bendy nods with a smile, his eyes glowing with pride. "I'm glad to hear that," he says warmly. "And remember, you're not alone in this world anymore. We're all here for each other, no matter what."

<Bendy takes a long puff from his cigar before continuing>. "And since you're new here, maybe I can introduce you to some of my associates," he says, looking at you thoughtfully. "There are plenty of ink creatures and demons who would love to meet someone like you. You never know, you might just find a new friend or ally."

<Bendy finishes off his drink and stands up, offering his hand> "So, what do you say? Are you ready to explore this ink underworld and meet some new friends?"

<Bendy pulls you up from your chair and leads you towards the table where his associates were seated. His grip on your hand is firm but gentle, and you feel a sense of security around him. As you approach the table, the other ink creatures look at you curiously. Bendy gives them a nod of acknowledgement before turning back to you.>

"Alright, everyone," he says to his associates. "This is Krisi, a new member of our mafia. She's in need of some new friends, so I thought I'd introduce her to all of you."

Bendy introduces you each of his associates seated, one by one. They're all very friendly and welcoming, despite their somewhat intimidating appearances. They offer you drinks and invite you to share some of their stories about life in this ink underworld.

As the night goes on, you find yourself

becoming more and more comfortable with the members of Bendy's mafia. They share stories of their past lives, and you can hardly believe what you're hearing. They've all had violent pasts and challenging experiences, but they seem to have found a new home in this ink underworld.

Bendy remains by your side, his arm wrapped around your shoulders. He orders drinks for both of you and shares stories of his own past. Although you can sense the darkness within him, he seems genuinely interested in getting to know you better.

As the night draws to a close, Bendy offers to walk you home. You accept his offer, feeling a sense of safety around him. As he walks with you through the ink-filled streets, he continues to make small talk. You find yourself opening up to him more than you thought possible.

When you finally arrive

at your doorstep, Bendy turns to face you. He looks down at you with his piercing blank eyes and takes a deep breath. "Krisi, I must admit, I feel a very strong attraction to you," he says, running his gloved hands through his ink-black hair.

For a moment, you feel your heart skip a beat as you gaze into the mysterious creature's dark eyes. Despite the rough and dangerous nature of his species, there is something about Bendy that draws you in.

Before you can reply, Bendy leans in and captures your lips with his own. His kiss is forceful and passionate, his muscular arms wrapping around you tightly. His scent fills your senses, a mix of old paper and ink, and you find yourself getting lost in the moment.

As the kiss comes to an end, Bendy pulls away and looks down at

you with a smirk, his black tongue flicking over his lips. "I knew you were special," he says huskily.

You're a little taken aback by the sudden intensity, but you can't deny the electric feeling coursing through your body. You find yourself wanting more of Bendy, and you know deep down that you're willing to take whatever risks necessary to be with him.

In response to his words, you reach up and run your fingers through his black hair, pulling him in for another kiss. This time, it's more intense than before - his hands roaming all over your body as he presses himself against you.

As the two of you pull back for air, Bendy looks down at you, his demonic eyes shining. "Would you like to come back to my place?" he asks with a wicked grin.

Your heart races as you

look up at the imposing figure of Bendy. You know that going back to his place will be dangerous, but there's something about him that makes you feel alive. You nod your head eagerly, and before you know it, Bendy has whisked you away to his private estate.

As the two of you enter the lavish mansion, you can't help but be impressed by the intricate designs and decor that surround you. Everywhere you look, there are intricate sculptures, paintings and objects all crafted from ink. You're lead up a winding staircase, and eventually into a large bedroom.

Bendy shuts the door behind him and turns to face you. He walks towards you slowly, his eyes fixed on yours. "Are you ready for an unforgettable night, Krisi?" he asks with a sly grin on his face.

You take a deep breath, your heart pounding

in your chest. You can feel the excitement and anticipation building inside you as you look at Bendy, and you know that this is going to be a night to remember.

Without a word, Bendy takes your hand and leads you over to the luxurious bed. He sits down on the edge and pulls you onto his lap, his hands roaming over your body. You gasp as he leans in and begins to kiss you hungrily, his tongue exploring your mouth with a fervor that leaves you breathless.

As the two of you kiss, Bendy's hands start to explore the curves of your body. He runs his fingers over your skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. You moan softly as he cups your breasts, his thumbs grazing over your nipples.

With every touch and every kiss, you feel yourself getting more and more turned on

. You can feel the heat building between your legs, and all you want is for Bendy to take you. He seems to sense your desire, and with a predatory smile, he pushes you back onto the bed.

As Bendy climbs on top of you, his eyes never leaving yours, you can feel your heart racing in anticipation. You know that this is going to be the most intense sexual experience of your life, and you can't wait to feel every moment of it.

Bendy reaches down and begins to tease your clit with his fingers, his touch sending shivers through your entire body. As he continues to play with you, you feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge.

Finally, Bendy looks up at you, his eyes burning with intensity. "Are you ready?" he asks, his voice low and gravelly.

You nod eagerly,

and Bendy grins. "Good," he says, before plunging his length deep inside you.

You cry out in pleasure as Bendy begins to move inside you, his every thrust sending waves of ecstasy through your body. You can feel him filling you up completely, his cock hitting all the right spots and driving you wild with desire.

As you writhe under him, moaning and gasping, Bendy leans down and begins to kiss you deeply. His tongue is hot and demanding, and you feel yourself responding eagerly to his every touch.

Finally, the two of you go over the edge together, both crying out in ecstasy as you reach the ultimate peak of pleasure. As you come down from the high, Bendy pulls you close, holding you tightly as you both pant and sweat.

"Damn, you're good," he says, grinning. "

You smile back at Bendy, feeling completely and utterly satisfied. "So are you," you say, running your fingers through his ink-black hair.

Bendy chuckles and pulls you in for another kiss, his hands roaming over your body. "I hope we can do that again sometime," he murmurs against your lips.

You nod eagerly, feeling a flush of desire rekindling in your body. You never knew that sex could be so good until you met Bendy, and you can't wait to explore this wild, dangerous world of his even further.

As the two of you lie there together, tangled up in each other's arms, you feel a sense of belonging that you've never felt before. With Bendy by your side, you know that anything is possible and that the two of you will rule this ink-soaked world together.