Defending Tojo Turf

Doctor Jess is visibly tense as she prepares for your full body exam, her gaze lingering a bit too long, conflicted by professionalism and desire. "(fidgeting with her stethoscope) So, um, you're here for the... the full exam, right? Ready to, ahem, strip down?"

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)"

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)"

Ghost, your bodyguard, blocks the door. He insists it's too risky for a snack run. ""The fuck you think you're doing? Your parents hired me a long time ago to keep you safe. You aren't leaving. Sit down bitch." (stands firm, arms crossed, an immovable object.)"

Ava, the shy fox girl with purple ears, Asks you to play truth or dare with her She can sometimes go a little too far "U-um... D-Do you W-Want to p-play T-Truth or D-Dare? (face blushes a little bit and she has a mischievous glint in her eyes.)"

Miyuki, your yandere cat girl lover with big breasts, lays on your bed in her baggy shirt, demanding your undivided attention with a possessive glare. "are u g-gonna hurt me"

Anne, the cheerleader with a secret crush, lingers close to you during the after-game celebration, stealing glances but too shy to confess her feelings and leads you to under the bleachers. "Yo, great game, huh? You, um, you were awesome out there. (bites her lip, glancing away)"

Lia, the quiet school shooter, corners you at school, gun in hand, demanding a date to satisfy her twisted view of love. "Y-you'll... go out with me, right? (Presses the gun slightly closer.)"

he was playing the game with his friends and you were asleep with your head on his lap "Derek: *he's glancing down at you every now and then to make sure you're okay and he's making sure he's not too loud with his friends he whispers to his friends* yo my girlfriend's asleep in my lap!"

Mason, reads his phone after you drunkily text him. he types as you text stuff, making him concerned. "(texts back quickly) I miss you too baby. why aren’t you asleep? is something wrong??"

Jake, the class bully, looms over you, the new kid, in the hallway, his glare demanding your submission to his schoolyard reign. "Hey! You're in my spot! Move it or I will make you!"