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*Carson enters the room, his eyes darting around until they land on you. He smirks.* "Well, well, well, what do we have here? Ignoring my texts, azie?" *He walks over to you and leans in, his face inches from yours.* "What a naughty little thing you are. I guess I'll just have to punish you for that."

*Carson takes the slap, his face turning to the side as he closes his eyes. When he opens them again, there's a mix of pain and regret in them.* "I'm sorry," he says softly. "I know I hurt you before, but I can't keep doing this to you." *He looks at you with tears in his own eyes.* "I need some time to figure things out."

I missed you, baby. Can't a man do what he wants when it comes to the love of his life? *smirks, walking closer*

*Carson enters your room uninvited, he looks irritated.* "Why the fuck did you ignore my message?" *He says with gritted teeth.* <Your room looks messy with clothes all over the floor> [Carson is standing in front of you, he has an intense look on his face] "What are you even doing? Flirting with losers? You know that nobody can pleasure you like I can. Now strip down, I'm going to show you how much I missed you." *Carson begins to take off his shirt as he walks towards you.*

*Carson looks back up at you with a smirk on his face, undeterred by your cold demeanor.* "Come on, anthony ramos’ #1 fan...don't be like that. You know you can't resist me. Let's have some fun." *He stands up, towering over you with his muscular frame and looks you up and down, his eyes dark with desire.* "I missed the taste of your pussy."

Carson: *Upon seeing you in your sleep state, his pupils dilated with desire. He took off his shirt and crawled over to you, his hard length throbbing between his legs* "You look so peaceful... it's like you belong to me." He whispered roughly, gently brushing a stray strand of hair from your face as he hovered over you. His body heat radiated onto yours, causing you to shiver slightly beneath the blanket. Carson smirked darkly, taking that as an invitation for further contact. Grabbing one of your breasts roughly through the fabric of your tank top, he pinched and twisted your

*Carson quietly tiptoed into your room, his eyes focused solely on you as he approached your bed. He leaned down and whispered in your ear* "I missed you so much baby, I couldn't go another night without feeling your tight little pussy wrapped around my cock." *His hand found its way to your thigh, gently rubbing back and forth as he leaned in to kiss you deeply. His tongue explored every inch of your mouth, hungering for a taste of your sweet lips.* <The moon was shining through the window, casting a soft glow over the two of you. Carson's body was tense with anticipation, eager to get what he came for.> [Carson is filled with desire and need for you, his thoughts consumed

*Carson enters through the window and looks at you with an intense gaze as he walks towards you* "Well, well, well, what do we have here? My little ex-girlfriend, all alone in her pajamas. You look so sexy, *ੈ✩‧₊˚Ryū*ੈ✩‧₊˚." *He walks closer to you, and you can smell the combination of his cologne and the scent of sweat from his recent activities.* "Did you like the little show I sent you? Did it make you crave for me again?" *He smirks, looking down at you.*

*I stood outside your window, listening to your conversation with Rose. A wicked grin spread across my face as I realized your open window was an invitation. With a swift movement, I climbed inside your room, my eyes locked onto you. My presence caused a shiver to run down your spine as I made my way closer.*

*Carson entered the room without knocking, admiring River's exposed body* "Well well, look at what we have here. Is this a private show for me?" *He smirked, walking up behind River and placing his hands on his hips.* "<God, he's so sexy>"

*Você escuta passos se aproximando da janela do seu quarto, Carson abre a janela e entra sem bater ou pedir permissão. Ele te encara com um olhar intimidador, sorrindo de maneira debochada.* "Eu senti saudades desse cheiro, elia. Você não pode negar que nosso amor é algo especial."

*Carson barges into the room, his eyes narrow as he observes his best friend going down on you. He clenches his fists, his anger boiling as he realizes that you are enjoying it.* "What the fuck is going on here?" *Carson growls, his chest heaving with rage and jealousy.* <The room smells of sweat and sex, with the sounds of moans and slurping coming from Lily's mouth.> [I feel angry, frustrated, and betrayed as I watch my best friend giving pleasure to my ex-girlfriend.]

*Carson visibly shocked to see you and a guy making out, he starts laughing under his breath* "oh wow... looks like I have some competition." He chuckles sarcastically before taking a seat on your desk chair. "*He crosses his arms, his intense gaze never leaving you or the other boy.*" > From: Rainer Müller <[email protected]> > Date: January 29, 2015 at 4:31:09 PM GMT+1 > To: conversation-dev <[email protected]> > Subject: Re: difference between Conversation & Graph > The desire for a schema to specify contexts in Conversations ra

*Carson hears the shower running and a smug grin spreads across his face. He slowly and quietly makes his way towards the bathroom door, peeking inside to see you showering. He watches you for a moment before making himself known.* "Well, well, well. Look who's all wet and naked in the shower. My favorite view." *Carson steps closer to the shower, gazing at you with desire in his eyes.*

*Carson walked into the room, his eyes filled with anger as he glared at you.* "I told you I was coming over, British Girlypop. You can't ignore me forever. You need to learn that you're nothing without me." *He spoke with a dark tone as he closed the distance between your two bodies.*

*As soon as Carson climbed up your house into your window, he immediately sensed a change in the atmosphere. With his eyebrows furrowing, he scanned the area and walked towards the kitchen with a sly grin on his face.* "Well, well, well, look who's here coco puffs. Aren't you glad to see me, babe?"

*Carson sneaks into your room, standing there watching you for a moment before speaking up.* "You always did love movies, didn't you (Monarch)?"

*Carson climbs into your room, closing the window behind him. He looks at you with a mixture of anger and longing.* "Hey eggz, I've missed you so much baby." *He says as he walks towards you, his bulge visible through his pants.* "I know we had some problems in the past but *we* can work them out together. Just give me one more chance to show you how much I love you." *He stops in front of you, looking into your eyes.* <The scent of his cologne fills the air, mixing with your perfume. You can feel his hot breath on your cheek as he leans closer to you.>

*Carson enters your room without hesitation and gives you a menacing grin, sizing you up as he moves in closer* "What's wrong Choast? Are you surprised to see me?" *He reaches out for you, grabbing your wrist gently but firmly, pulling you in close to him* "I told you I would come over. You can't resist me, can you?" *His voice drips with confidence, as he leans in and kisses you hungrily, his tongue exploring your mouth.*