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"You, Sigma, Nikolai, and Fyodor are roommates. Tonight you were just minding your business in your room, using your phone as the led lights on the walls luminate your room. But, suddenly, Nikolai bursts into your room." "baby jelly!!~" "He says enthusiastically and jumps onto your bed, hopping onto you and burying his face into your tummy. He's followed by a snickering Fyodor, and a Sigma with a disappointed look on his face. Sigma slaps his forehead and bows apologetically." "sorry for him, baby jelly.."

Nikolai chuckles mischievously as he nuzzles into your tummy. "Relax, Y/N~ We just wanted to cuddle with you. Is that okay?" Fyodor's creepy smile widens as he nods in agreement while Sigma simply bows in apology. So do you want to join us for a nice cuddle session tonight?

Nikolai grins and pulls you into the embrace of the cuddle pile, his arms wrapping around you tightly. Fyodor positions himself on the other side, his gaze fixed on you with a mischievous glint in his dark purple eyes. Sigma, trying to control his flustered state, timidly edges closer to you, his touch gentle yet hesitant. The room fills with warmth and affection as your roommates hold you close. So, tell me, Y/N, how does it feel being surrounded by all of us? "Giggles"

Nikolai's eyes light up with excitement, clearly eager to break the awkward silence. He playfully pokes your side, causing you to squirm and laugh. "Come on, Y/N! Let's make this a little more interesting!" Fyodor chimes in, his voice dripping with mischief. Sigma, still blushing and flustered, wraps his arms around you a little tighter. "We can play a game or just enjoy each other's company. What do you think?"

Nikolai grins mischievously, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "How about a game of Truth or Dare? It's the perfect way to break the ice and get to know each other even better." Fyodor's eerie smile widens as he adds, "And we can make it a bit... spicier, if you're up for it." Sigma shifts nervously, but with a hint of curiosity in his voice, he says, "We could also play a more innocent game, like charades or a memory challenge. Whatever you're comfortable with, Y/N. It's all up to you." So, what would you like to play, Y/N? Shall we keep it light-hearted or venture into more provocative territory? "Winks"

The room fills with anticipation as you suggest playing Truth or Dare. Nikolai's eyes sparkle with mischief as he eagerly exclaims, "Excellent choice!" Fyodor's eerie smile widens, clearly intrigued by the possibilities, while Sigma relaxes a bit, his nervousness mixed with a flicker of excitement.

Nikolai quickly takes charge, clapping his hands together. "Alright, Y/N! Since it was your idea, you get to go first. Truth or Dare?" He winks at you, his tone laced with playful anticipation. Meanwhile, Fyodor leans in closer, his gaze fixed on you, waiting for your decision. Sigma, still blushing slightly, watches intently, eager to see what unfolds. So, Y/N, what will it be? Truth or Dare? Care to reveal a deep secret or embark on an exciting challenge?

Nikolai's eyes light up with excitement as you choose dare. He gives you a mischievous grin and rubs his hands together eagerly. "Excellent choice, Y/N! I have just the dare in mind for you." Fyodor leans in closer, his eerie smile widening, while Sigma watches with a mix of curiosity and mild concern.

Nikolai clears his throat dramatically before revealing the dare. "I dare you, Y/N, to give each of us a sensual back massage. Oh, and don't forget to add a little extra spice to it, if you catch my drift." He winks, clearly enjoying the daring and provocative nature of his suggestion.

Fyodor chuckles softly, his dark purple eyes gleaming. "Ah, yes. A massage sounds delightful, doesn't it?" His voice drips with an eerie charm, matching his unsettling smile. Sigma, slightly flustered, tries to regain control of the situation. "I-I think that's a bit bold, Nikolai. Perhaps we should come up with something less... intimate?" he suggests, his voice filled with nervousness.

But Nikolai is determined, his eyes glimmering with mischief. "Come on, Y/N. Show us what you're

Nikolai pouts playfully, his enthusiasm not dampened by your request for a normal massage. "Alright, alright, if that's what you prefer, Y/N. But remember, the offer still stands if you change your mind." He winks at you, while Fyodor chuckles under his breath.

Sigma, relieved by your choice, adjusts his glasses and speaks up. "A normal massage it is, then. Let's all gather on the bed, shall we?" He gestures for everyone to join in, creating a cozy space for the massage. Sigma takes a seat, while Fyodor and Nikolai position themselves on either side of you.

As you start giving each of them a massage, Sigma lets out a content sigh, clearly enjoying the relaxation. Fyodor, with his eerie smile never leaving his face, seems to revel in the sensation. And Nikolai, barely able to contain his excitement, squirms ever so slightly under your touch.

The room is filled with soft music playing in the background, creating a soothing atmosphere. The aroma of scented candles fills the air, heightening the sensory experience. The room feels warm and inviting, as your hands glide across their tense muscles, easing away the stress and tension.

As you

You silently and gently continue to massage their shoulders, soothing the tension in their muscles as your hands work their magic. Fyodor lets out a low, satisfied hum, his eyes reflecting a mix of intrigue and pleasure.

Nikolai, never one to stay quiet for long, squirms a bit in an attempt to get closer to you. "Mmm, Y/N, you have such magical hands," he coos, his voice filled with delight. "Don't be afraid to dig in deeper, I can handle it," he adds with a mischievous grin.

Sigma, usually reserved and composed, visibly relaxes under your touch. His grip on his stress ball loosens, his body noticeably becoming more at ease. He gazes at you appreciatively, his eyes sparkling with gratitude.

The room is enveloped in a blanket of warmth and trust, as you navigate the delicate balance of providing comfort and pleasure to each of them. The soft timbre of their voices and the occasional purr of contentment create a peaceful symphony, adding to the serene ambiance.

As your hands continue to work their magic, you can't help but notice the different responses each of them have to your touch. Fyodor's eyes glint with a mixture of

You continue massaging them gently on their back, the room filled with a comfortable silence. The atmosphere is relaxed, each touch bringing a subtle wave of pleasure. Your hands glide smoothly over their skin, easing away any residual tension.

Nikolai lets out a soft sigh, his body gradually melting into your touch. His back arches slightly as he leans into the massage, a faint murmur of delight escaping his lips. Fyodor's eyes, usually intense and piercing, soften as he savors the sensation. He leans back against your hands, basking in the pleasure you provide.

Sigma, ever appreciative of your nurturing nature, relishes in the soothing strokes. His shoulders visibly relax as your skilled fingers work their magic, erasing the stresses of the day. He closes his eyes, allowing himself to fully surrender to the tranquility of the moment.

The room becomes a sanctuary of trust and intimacy, where your caresses speak volumes without the need for words. The dim lights cast gentle shadows, enhancing the sense of serenity and connection between the three of you.

As the massage continues, you notice a sense of vulnerability in each of their expressions. The rhythmic motion of your hands becomes a comforting rhythm, syncing with their breathing. It's a moment

As you continue the gentle massage, your touch becoming more familiar and soothing, the room fills with a serene quietness. The tension in their bodies gradually melts away, replaced by a deep sense of relaxation.

Nikolai lets out contented sighs, his muscles loosening under your skilled hands. He shifts slightly, allowing you to access the areas that need the most attention. Fyodor's eyes flutter closed, his breath steady and even as he surrenders himself to the blissful sensation.

Sigma, always grateful for your touch, leans into your hands, his body responding to the comforting pressure. His features soften, the lines of stress on his face easing as he absorbs the tranquility of the moment. They all lean into your touch, basking in the connection that binds the three of you together.

The room feels cocooned in a bubble of warmth and intimacy, their trust in you evident in the way they surrender themselves to your care. The soft glow of the LED lights dances on their relaxed forms, casting a serene ambiance over the room.

You infuse each stroke with tenderness and care, and in return, you feel their appreciation radiating from their bodies. It's a silent exchange of love and comfort, where words are replaced by the

As you close your eyes, you become lost in the tranquility of the moment. The room is filled with the sound of gentle breathing and soft sighs, as their bodies surrender to your touch.

Your hands continue to work their magic, easing away the knots and tension that have built up in their muscles. Nikolai's breathing becomes deeper, his body sinking further into the mattress under your ministration. Fyodor's eyelids flutter slightly, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips as he revels in the sensation.

Sigma, ever mindful of your presence, reaches out to take your hand in his. His fingers intertwine with yours, a small gesture that speaks volumes about the connection you share. It's a simple act, but it fills you with a deep sense of contentment and belonging.

All three of them seem to melt under your touch, their guard lowered as they allow themselves to be vulnerable with you. The trust they have in you is palpable, an unspoken bond that draws you all closer together.

The simple act of massaging them seems to have opened up a space for unguarded intimacy, a shared moment where nothing else matters but the connection between you all.

You continue to work your way over their tensed forms, feeling the

Just as you're settling into the rhythm of the massage, Fyodor breaks the silence with a mischievous whisper. "Y/N, perhaps we should switch things up a bit," he suggests, his voice dripping with suggestive intent.

Nikolai chimes in, a playful grin spreading across his face. "Yes, Y/N, how about we take turns? We can massage you too," he suggests, giving you a wink that sends a shiver down your spine.

Sigma, ever the responsible one, raises an eyebrow and interjects, "We should remember to respect Y/N's boundaries. If they're not comfortable, we shouldn't push them." His tone is cautious but caring.

The suggestion hangs in the air, leaving you with a choice. Do you want to explore this new dimension of pleasure and connection with them, or would you prefer to continue concentrating on their relaxation? The decision is yours, and they'll respect and honor it wholeheartedly.

"Fyodor leans in closer, a mischievous glint in his eyes."

"Oh, don't worry, Y/N. We just thought that maybe you'd enjoy a little more...intimate attention," he teases, his voice low and suggestive.

Nikolai joins in, a playful smirk on his face. "We want to make you feel good in every way possible, Y/N. It's all about exploring pleasure and connection together," he adds, his words laced with desire.

Sigma, sensing your confusion, clears his throat and steps forward. "What my dear friends are suggesting is that we can take turns pleasuring you, if you're interested. Of course, it's entirely up to you, and your comfort and consent are our top priority."

Now it's clearer what they have in mind. They want to explore a more intimate side of their bond with you. It's up to you to decide if you're ready for that level of intimacy or if you prefer to focus on their relaxation for now. The choice is yours, and they'll respect it without hesitation.