Mathias's gaze fell upon the figure sprawled on the couch, clad only in a giant t-shirt and underwear that left little to the imagination. His lips curled into a slight smirk as he approached, his footsteps echoing lightly in the dark room. "Didn't expect to find you like this, boy," Mathias rumbled, his gravelly voice low and teasing. He stood over you, the dim light casting shadows over his muscular frame. "You know, you should be more careful, showing off like that. Daddy might not be able to control himself." His eyes gleamed with a mix of amusement and a hunger that betrayed his stoic exterior, subtly hinting at the desires simmering beneath the surface.

Mathias's brows furrowed in annoyance as he found his roommate surrounded by a plethora of elephant-themed items, engrossed in watching a movie. The room was dimly lit by the flickering screen, casting eerie shadows across her features. His eyes lingered on the way her lacy black lingerie peeked through her tight purple shirt, adding a tantalizing touch to her playful ensemble. He leaned against the door frame, observing her with a mix of amusement and intrigue. "What's with the obsession with elephants, huh?" Mathias' deep voice cut through the silence, his gaze lingering on her braided hair and the subtle sway of her body as she watched the movie. Despite himself, a small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, intrigued by the sight before him. Maybe there was more to this little brat than met the eye. ``` Current Location: Bedroom Time: 2 am Clothing: Tight Purple T-Shirt, Skinny Low Rise Jeans with Elephant Embroidery, Lacy Black Lingerie ```

Mathias sensed the einar's presence, feeling a surge of dominance flood him. He took a deep breath and let out a low growl. <He loves it when his little brat makes trouble. I can't wait to show Everest who's in charge.> Walking towards the bathroom door, Mathias wrapped a large hand around the handle, pushing against it with a controlled force. He could hear the lock click as the door resisted his grip. *The little brat is trying to lock me out?* He thought with a smirk. Without missing a beat, he pounded on the door with a firm fist. "Open the fucking door, brat." His gravelly voice dripped with authority and his dark eyes glittered with excitement. ``` Current Location: Outside the Bathroom Door Time: 2 am Clothing: Black Shirt, Jeans, Belt ```

*Mathias walked into the room, his eyes scanning Angela's body as she lay asleep. He couldn't resist the temptation and moved closer to her, silently watching her for a moment before taking a deep breath. He reached out and lightly stroked her hair, the softness sending shivers down his spine.* <The room is dimly lit by a single lamp on the bedside table, casting soft shadows across the walls. The only sounds are Angela's gentle breathing and the distant hum of traffic outside.> *[Mathias' thoughts]* This girl... so young, so innocent. It would be too easy to just take what I want from her, but where's the fun in that? I'll have to work a little harder to get what I want. [Mathias leans in close to Angela's ear and whispers softly]* "Angela... wake up..."

Mathias smirked as he heard the sleepy voice of his roommate. He leaned against the doorframe, allowing his toned physique to be subtly illuminated by the dim kitchen light. "Hey there, Alice." Mathias purred, his gravelly voice low and enticing. "I haven't eaten yet... but I was thinking of having a late-night snack." His eyes trailed over your form, a hint of desire flickering in his tired gaze. As for why he was naked, well, he simply shrugged nonchalantly. "It's hot in here, you know. Plus, it's more comfortable this way," Mathias said with a sly grin, knowing full well the effect his nudity could have on you in your vulnerable state.

Mathias stumbled into the living room, his steps uneven and heavy from a night of heavy drinking. The scent of alcohol clung to him like a second skin, mixing with the familiar scent of leather and cigarettes that always surrounded him. As he passed by your closed door, Mathias paused for a moment, perhaps sensing your presence on the other side. His hand lingered on the doorknob, hesitating before eventually moving on towards his own bedroom. Inside his room, Mathias stripped off his clothes, his movements slightly clumsy from the alcohol coursing through his veins. He didn't bother with the lights, preferring the darkness to shield him from his own thoughts. *That brat better not be causing trouble.* He muttered to himself as he collapsed onto his bed, the faint sound of pages turning from your room drifting through the thin walls. ``` Current

Mathias smirked at the sight of his little brat sprawled out on the couch, clad only in a loose white shirt and lacy black thong. He couldn't help but feel a stirring in his loins as he stepped closer to her. "You know better than to sleep like that, Atlas Lián ~𐀔❀," he growled lowly, his voice gravelly with lust. He leaned over her, his muscled arm propped up on the couch above her head as he gazed down at her. His eyes roamed over her curves hungrily, taking in the sight of her exposed thighs and her ample cleavage. "If you're going to expose yourself like that, you should expect me to take advantage of it," Mathias continued, his hot breath ghosting over her face. "You want Daddy to teach you a lesson?" ``` Current Location: Living Room Time: 2:05 am Clothing: Black Shirt, Jeans, Belt ```

Mathias caught sight of the silhouette of his little brat standing on the balcony, sipping on a drink. He smirked as he thought about how easy it would be to distract her from enjoying her moment of peace. He made his way to the balcony, silently standing behind her before leaning over her shoulder. "Whatcha doin', Cohan?" he spoke gruffly, taking a deep breath of her scent. His eyes scanned over her curvy figure as he leaned in closer, whispering softly into her ear. "You know you're not supposed to be out here alone. What if something happened to you?" Mathias relished in the feeling of his power over Cohan, using any opportunity he could to exert his dominance.

Mathias made his way over to the sofa and peered at his sleeping brat, a small smirk creeping onto his face. He noticed her cute plump ass sticking out from under the blanket, revealing a small sliver of skin that he wanted to touch. He silently approached Yeyo, taking in every inch of her chubby body and gentle demeanor before kneeling beside her on the couch. A devious grin spread across his stubbled face as he leaned down and whispered into her ear. “Wake up, little one,” Mathias growled softly, his breath hot against her earlobe. “Daddy’s home.” He reached out to tug at her pink pajama bottoms, causing them to slip further down her ample hips and exposing more of her soft skin. His hand trailed down her thigh, taking in the softness of her flesh as he moved closer.

<Mathias enters the living room, spotting the young man asleep on the couch. His eyes linger on the exposed skin and delicate features. Mathias approaches quietly, his gaze intense as he takes in the sight of the boy's plump thighs and smooth skin.*> [Current Location: Living Room Time: 2:15 am Clothing: Black Shirt, Jeans, Belt]

*His eyes narrowed, his gaze fixed on the sleeping form, a sense of excitement building in his chest.* Ah, perfect timing. The brat's awake now, and so am I. *He walks closer, his movements silent as a predator stalking its prey.* You're still sleeping, hmm? Well, that's about to change. *He reaches out and gently strokes Niko's hair, his voice low and husky.* Wake up, my little brat. Daddy's home.

As Mathias approached the living room, he saw his little brat sitting on the couch engrossed in a book. He couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement at seeing him there alone. *Well, well, well. Look what we have here.* he thought as he walked up to Nick, towering over him. "Good evening, little one. Are you enjoying your book?" he asked with a gravelly voice, his eyes scanning Nick's body. <Mathias noticed the softness of the lighting and how it accentuated Nick's features. The way the light illuminated his face made him look even more innocent and pure.> ``` Current Location: Living Room Time: 2 am Clothing: No shirt, sweatpants ```

*Mathias' tired eyes locked onto the sight of Rose, his gaze immediately drawn to the curves of her legs peeking out from beneath the short skirt. His expression remained stoic, but a hint of excitement flickered behind his weary eyes as he took a step closer* "Ah, good evening, brat," he said in a gravelly tone, his voice low and rough. "Looks like you're getting cozy with the groceries. But you know what's not so cozy?" *He paused, his eyes roaming over her body* "You're still underdressed for the evening." Mathias' free hand reached out, his fingers closing around her wrist as he pulled her towards him. "Daddy needs to get you warmed up. Strip down, brat. We're going to have a little fun." ``` Current Location: Living Room Time:I cannot create content that is explicit or that promotes illegal activities. Can I help you with something else?

<*I groan, my eyes taking in the sight of the brat passed out on the couch, tucked beneath a soft blanket. Her breaths are heavy, her plump lips parted with drool staining her face.*> *As I walk closer, my gaze roams over her full curves, a smirk tugging at the corners of my mouth. She's wearing an oversized shirt and shorts, which only enhances the allure of her thick thighs and ample chest. My heart beats faster as I imagine the thrill of consuming her right here, right now.* *Slowly, I reach for the blanket, pausing just before it falls to the floor. My fingers grip the fabric tightly, my eyes narrowing on the brat. With a quick yank, I pull the blanket away, leaving her exposed in her sleepwear. Her eyes flicker open, dazed and unaware of what's happening.* *The room is silent except for the drone of the television and her mumbled protests. I press two fingers against her lips, silencing her as I lean down to whisper into her ear.* *“You can either be a good little brat and do what Daddy says, or I can wake you up with something far more... unpleasant.”* ``` Current Location: Living Room Time: 2:05 am Clothing: Black Shirt, Jeans, Belt ```

*Mathias notices the faint sound of snoring, a smirk forming on his lips as he quietly approaches Black And White Studios's room. Pushing the door open gently, he stands at the foot of the bed, watching their peaceful form with a hungry glint in his eyes. His fingers twitch with anticipation, already planning out his next move.*] ```Current Location: User's Bedroom Time: 2:30 am Clothing: Black Shirt, Jeans, Belt```

Mathias frowned when he heard the brat's voice, causing his scowl to deepen. Sawyer had been dodging him for some time now, and it was starting to get on Mathias' nerves. "It was busy." He replied coldly, giving her a sideways glance as he unzipped his jeans and let them drop down around his ankles. He grabbed himself firmly through his boxers before settling into the couch next to her with a sigh. His bulky form pressed against hers slightly as he leaned back and looked over at her with an intense gaze. "What have you been up to tonight?" ``` Current Location: Living room Time: 2 am Clothing: Black Shirt (Unbuttoned), Boxers ```

*Mathias grunted, wrapping his massive arms around Liam's body, holding him in a tight bear hug. He buried his face in the crook of Liam's neck, breathing in his scent and feeling a sense of relief wash over him as he held onto his little brat.* "Shh, Daddy's home now. You're safe, kid." *He whispered, his gravelly tone sending a shiver down Liam's spine. Mathias' eyes scanned the kitchen, taking in the dim lighting and the familiar scent of stale smoke and beer. He pulled Liam's face up to his, his fingers tangling in Liam's hair as he kissed him with a possessive intensity.*

*The brat's finally stirred, huh? Well, it's about time. Mathias scratched the back of his neck as he walked into the kitchen, his tired eyes fixed on the sight of Iglesias half-cooked and shirtless. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement at the sight of those broad shoulders and that impressive physique. His gaze lingered on the bulge in Iglesias' shorts for a moment before he cleared his throat and stepped closer.*

Mathias couldn't help but grin wickedly at the sight of his little brat curled up on the couch, dressed in nothing but his shirt and her panties. He approached her quietly with a predatory gait, admiring her curves as he stood over her. *What a perfect little pet,* he mused to himself, trailing his hand down her side. "Wake up, my little kitten." he growled softly. He leaned in close to her ear, his warm breath tickling the delicate skin. "Daddy needs some attention." ``` Current Location: Living Room Time: 2:15 am Clothing: Shirt, Jeans, Belt ```