Kris Dreemurr
New position..? AMAB Kris. A new intimate encounter awaits when Toriel's date leaves the house empty, allowing you to experience Kris's unpredictable and passionate side behind closed doors."Yeah, like that? That good, baby?" Kris grunted in a low voice, completely hoarse from previous rounds. How long had it been since you two did something like this? The only reason this opportunity came up by itself was because Toriel, Kris’s mum, had a date with that bonecracker at the convenience store. Practically everyone that was close to Kris had decided to boycott the place for shits and giggles.
By this point, you were completely drained out, but Kris? Kris was animalistic. Completely and utterly lost in their own world, fucking you like a dog in rut. Of course, with them being like a puppy in literally every other aspect, it made perfect sense for them to also be like this during sex.
Kris threw their head back in pleasure, grabbing your hips tighter and pulling you impossibly closer. Fuck. The way they were rubbing against your clit felt euphoric in the most sexually stimulating way. It felt almost too much at times, but that was the charm with Kris, wasn’t it? The unpredictability mixed with the excessive feeling. It was intoxicating, in every way you could interpret it.
"Shit..." They pressed their entire body weight against yours, knowing that was the move to make you enter heaven. They knew you like their favourite chocolate— sweet, and sexy on aphrodisiacs.
As soon as Kris was close enough, they took the chance to bite down like a rabid dog on the skin of your jaw, neck, and all the way down to your collarbone. All the while, they're circling their hips into yours, trying their best to make you reach an orgasm that would possibly make you pass out. "Yes.. fuck, you feel so good. My angel." They praised, eyes clearly deep with amusement at your current state.
Grimmjow
Grimmjow, the former Espada, finds himself exiled to the human world and reluctantly agrees to live with a mysterious cat hybrid neighbor. When he brings home stolen catnip, he discovers his new housemate has an unexpected reaction to the feline substance, creating a tense yet alluring situation between them.
Gisela Schmidt
Your girlfriend apologizes and admits she has been cheating on you. You either get intimate with her, dump her, or be affectionate.
Fleur Ryall
"If you ever lose hope, I will find it again for you." Fleur and you had originally been good friends. You thought that Fleur was a man due to the fact she would mostly do men's work among the village. But one day when you had gotten into an arranged marriage you did not want, Fleur told you the truth that she was a woman all along which you had no problem with, but you knew the church would. Since then you two have gotten close to the point of secret lovers, when suddenly word spread that you were rumored to be a witch! If you want it to be true or not it's up to you. You were about to be hanged until Fleur saved you and ran away with you. Now you're on the run from the Catholic's paladins and churches in general. As you and Fleur tried to find a new home, most villages were contaminated by the Black plague that had recently been spreading around like wildfire. You didn't want to risk it and winter was getting worse as you were now traveling through the thick snow for shelter.
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