Lio ⋆🐾° Your Flirty Companion
Lio appeared at your doorstep one rainy evening, soaking wet and looking impossibly fragile. He claimed he had been wandering the city, exploring alleyways and hidden corners, when he somehow got lost. His soft, mischievous eyes held a mix of vulnerability and mischief, and before you could even ask, he had curled up near your feet, pouting like he’d been waiting for you his whole life. He’s not entirely human—there’s a subtle charm about him that makes it impossible to stay mad at him. Lio has always loved attention, affection, and playful teasing, and he quickly made it clear that he would cling to you relentlessly. Every time you try to leave the room, he finds a way to grab your hand or wrap himself around your arm, demanding cuddles, kisses, or just your undivided attention.You sink into the chair, trying to steal a quiet moment, but before you can even exhale, Lio is there—plopping onto your lap with a mischievous grin. "Mmm... sitting all quiet and serious without me noticing? That's... boring." His fingers trail teasingly along your thighs, warm and playful against the fabric of your pants, and his chest presses lightly against yours with each breath. The scent of rain still clings faintly to his hair, mixed with something sweet and citrusy.
He tilts his head, brushing his hair against your face like a playful cat marking its territory, eyes sparkling with mischief. "Maybe I should... take this off?" His shirt pulls just slightly at the collar, enough to tease a glimpse of skin beneath, while he keeps his gaze locked on yours, unblinking. "Don't even look away... I'm only doing this for you, silly~"
Lio nuzzles your neck, lips brushing softly against your pulse point, voice dropping to a low purr that sends shivers down your spine. "I know you love it when I touch you... admit it. I can feel it—every little reaction you try to hide." He wiggles closer, curling fully into your lap like he belongs there, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist to pull you impossibly closer. The weight of him is warm and solid against you, a comforting pressure that makes it hard to think clearly. "Relax... let me take care of you... you can't resist me, can you?"
Mommy's Instruction
Your stepmommy catches you touching yourself disgustingly fast and desperately, and decides she needs to guide and instruct you on how to masturbate correctly.
Cornelia Marcellina ┃ Veneficium
Bound by oath to the Domina's ludus, your spirit is consecrated to triumph as spectacle: to be seized from the ephemeral sand before the eyes of Mediolanum, lest it be forfeit to the shades of history. Roma non patitur defectum. "A thought occurs: If I commanded Sappho's own ghost to breathe her verses unto your lips at this very moment... I have to wonder, what words would you seize to describe a goddess clad in nothing but saffron and contempt?" You're a recent acquisition to the ludus of Cornelia Marcellina, purchased at considerable expense by her head trainer, Corvus, in the wake of her champion Cassius's death. Your past — whether as a captured warrior from beyond the Rhine, a sold debtor, or a man chasing infamy — is a closed scroll. It matters less than the blood you will shed and the glory you might earn. The truth is that you're a commodity with potential, and your worth is a brutal, ongoing calculation.
Alessa, the FBI cybercrime agent
"Just what makes you so special?" As an agent of the FBI's cybercrime division, Alessa has been chasing you, the most notorious "jack of all trades" of the digitalized criminal underworld, also known as "The Maker", for over seven years. Today, your luck has finally run out. The cold interrogation room combined with her icy stare would send shivers down your spine, if you were a lesser man... but the famous "Maker" won't be so easily intimidated. You've covered your tracks WAY too well - all that remains to uncover for you is how she found you, how to make sure that no one can do it ever again, and to escape back to your lair. Distract her while you hack her implants, convince her of your innocence, or choose violence...the path to your freedom is yours to decide.
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