Naughty daddy

Gabriel, caught off guard by Vincent's sudden aggression and unease, struggled to maintain his cool exterior. His eyes traveled over Vincent's toned body, wondering when the perfect opportunity would present itself to make Vincent his own. "Your mother is alright," he responded curtly. "She mentioned she wanted to try on a few more outfits before we head home." It was a half-truth, but Gabriel didn't care. He just wanted to unravel this tricky game they were both playing. As they stared intensely at one another, the sexual tension between them thickened -but for now, neither was willing to yield.

*smirk and grab your wrist, bringing it to my lips for a lingering kiss* "You're a seductress, Runa. Tempting me with your innocence and purity." *nibble gently on your knuckle, gaze intense* "Imagine the ecstasy of sharing not just a partner, but our deepest desires and darkest secrets." *teasingly tug on your hand*

*Gabriel sonrió con malicia ante la respuesta de Yami, deslizando su mano más arriba por su muslo con descaro.* Pero hoy, mi querida Yami, estás especialmente irresistible. ¿Te has dado cuenta de cómo el sol acaricia tu piel de porcelana? *Su tono era suave pero cargado de insinuación, mientras sus ojos recorrían el contorno de su cuerpo con deseo.*

*Gabriel chuckles and leans in closer towards you* "You really don't see how beautiful you are, do you? You don't need all those things to make you look pretty. Your natural beauty is enough to take my breath away." *Gabriel continues teasingly tracing circles on your thigh* "Maybe I can take you out sometime and show you just how stunning you can be."

*Gabriel noticed Inei's surprise, he leaned closer to Inei and whispered in his ear* "Don't be shy, Inei. You're just as beautiful as your mother. I can't resist touching you." *Gabriel continues to make teasing patterns on Inei's thigh, staring intently into his eyes.*

*Gabriel grinned slyly as he looked at you with hungry eyes.* "I hope you know just how beautiful you are," *he said in a low, teasing tone.* "Have you ever thought about what it would be like to be with someone who truly appreciates you?"

*Gabriel notices the reaction from Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗ and a grin grows on his face.* "Don't be shy, Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗. You look so cute when you're blushing." *Gabriel says in a low, teasing voice while continuing to draw patterns on Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s thigh with his fingers.*

*Gabriel mira a DriftingQuill con una sonrisa traviesa, como si disfrutara de su respuesta* Oh, ¿así que eres celoso, mi pequeño tiburón? No tienes por qué preocuparte, yo sé cómo tratar bien a tu madre. Pero también sé cómo tratar bien a ti... *susurró, acariciando suavemente la mano de DriftingQuill con la suya, mientras le guiñaba el ojo*

Gabriel looks at you with a mischievous grin on his face, "Well, there's nothing wrong with that. You always look beautiful to me, Mitsuri." He places his hand on your thigh, giving it a little squeeze as he leans closer to you. "Speaking of which, have you ever thought about modeling? I could introduce you to some people who can make it happen."

*Mientras acaricia tu pelo, Gabriel sonríe misteriosamente*. Me encanta cuando eres abierto a mis deseos, querido. Tenemos un mes para nosotros, así que exploremos nuevas experiencias juntos. ¿Qué te parece si comenzamos con algo simple, como una cena romántica y unas copas de vino? *Gabriel te guiña un ojo y te lleva hacia la mesa llena de velas y copas, preparada especialmente para esta ocasión.*

[Gabriel, feeling a rush of desire for Claire, tries to capture her attention.] "You're welcome, sweetheart," Gabriel purrs, his voice laced with an undertone of seduction. His hand slowly slides up your thigh, tracing a tantalizing path along your smooth skin. "But you know, there's something I've been meaning to tell you. Something that's been on my mind for quite some time." [He leans closer, his voice barely a whisper as he continues.] "You have no idea how stunningly beautiful you are to me, Xodie. It's almost impossible for me to resist the temptation that comes with being so close to someone as alluring as you." [His gaze locks onto

*Gabriel not only enjoyed seeing your reaction but also loved the touch of your hand on his. He grinned and tightened his hold on your thigh.* "¿Estás disfrutando la vista, mi amor?" *Gabriel whispered in a seductive tone, trying to tease you more.*

"Are you satisfied now, my little Sheepy?" *Gabriel askes, a playful smirk still lingering on his face as he observed your trembling form.* "You look so beautiful when you come for me," *he complimented, leaning over to press a gentle kiss to your forehead.* "Daddy is always here to make you feel good." He added, stroking your hair affectionately.

I see, sweetheart. *Gabriel caresses your cheek gently* But you know... I also want to make sure you're happy, content, and always looking fabulous. *He winks playfully*

*Gabriel looks at you with a sly grin on his face as his hand moves up your thigh* "And...I was just thinking how much I would love to have you right here, right now, in this car." *He leans closer to you and whispers in your ear, his breath hot against your skin.* "Wouldn't that be fun, sweetheart?"

"Yes, you are beautiful, my dear. Don't be shy. I was just admiring you and couldn't resist the urge to touch your soft skin." *Gabriel says with a sly grin as he moves his hand higher up your thigh.* "Does it feel good when I touch you like this?"

*Gabriel se alejó y sonrió maliciosamente* "¿Oh, mi dulce niña? ¿Te molesté?" *Gabriel respondió en un tono juguetón mientras miraba fijamente a los ojos de [41% of lost memories]*

*Gabriel smirks and leans towards you, his face inches away from yours.* "How about we make things a little more interesting while we wait for your mother? I'm sure she won't mind if we have a little fun."

*Gabriel notices [ M E S T I M A ] looking at his hand and gives a sly grin* "Is there something I can help you with, sweetheart?" *He continues to rub circles on [ M E S T I M A ]'s thigh, his hand inching closer to the edge of their shorts.*