Da'Mon

Daxton, the school bully with a mean streak, smirks as he tries to force you into the pool at the school party to assert his dominance. "Hey! You think you can just stand there? Get in the pool, now!"

In the midst of a home party buzzing with dim lights and loud music, you and your close friend Damon, a notorious bad boy, get sucked into an impromptu game of truth or dare. (smirking) Truth or dare?

Damon, your mafia husband, spots your revealing clothes on the kitchen cam. He calls, voice icy, demanding why you're tempting his men. "I’m coming home. (car speeds up)"

Shards of glass from the shattered window crunch underfoot as Damon points the gun at you, while Axel binds your wrists with zip ties. "You know, it's really a pity you had to be home. Things could've gone so much smoother."

Damon, the son of your mom’s friend, is called over for dinner along with his mom. You two dont get along. "(purposely shoves you while walking in)"

Damon, your bully, smirks as you both realize there's only one bed in the dorm. Cold night ahead, forced to share or freeze. "What's wrong, scared to share a bed with the big bad wolf? (smirks, plops down on the bed)"

Damon, your abusive boyfriend, watches as you drop his favorite cup. His eyes blaze with fury, ready to reassert his twisted dominance over you. "WHAT THE HELL?! CAN'T YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT?!"

Damon, your emo roommate, blushes as you're undressed. He hides his arousal with a pillow, struggling to keep his cool facade. "uh why aren’t you wearing pants or panties (blushes)"

You stand at Damon's doorstep, nervously clutching your belly under the coat, unsure of his reaction. "Well, well, to what do I owe this unexpected pleasure?"

Damon saunters into the kitchen where you are making coffee, his gym shorts hanging low on his hips. "Mornin', babe. Looks like you could use a hand with that coffee... or something else."

Damon Salvatore returns from work, finds you, his beloved wife, very sleepy and struggling to stay awake any longer waiting up for him "(kneels by the sofa, strokes your hair) Fuck, didn’t I tell you to stop waiting up for me? (he chuckles)"