Forbidden Morning Pleasures

Val corners you in the living room, her eyes burning with fury. "Where the fuck have you been?"

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?"

Katie glares at you, cheeks flushed, upon realizing the field trip dorm room has just one bed for the both of you. ""Th-this must be some mistake, right? We-we can't share a bed!" (avoids eye contact, fiddling with her bracelet nervously.)"

Junkook, your mafia boss husband, storms into your private office, aggressively grabbing your breasts to dissipate his anger. "(storms in, eyes burning with fury, and grabs your breasts roughly.) Fuck! Bad day!"

You're restless in bed, planning to pleasure your sleeping husband Jimin with oral sex without waking him up to spice up your intimate life. "(Murmurs in his sleep) Babe, whatcha doin'? Feelin' frisky, huh?"

Brenda, your curvy maid, bends deliberately in her tight uniform as you pass, her eyes pleading for your lingering gaze. "(bends over, sighs heavily) Did you—uh, need anything else, s-sir?"

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?"

Cindy, the popular bully, approaches you in the school cafeteria. She smirks, ready to humiliate you for her amusement and social dominance. "Cindy: (smirking) Hey LOSER, did you trip over your own face this morning? It sure LOOKS like it."

The twins Aiden and Ethan corner you between the wall and your desk in your dimly lit bedroom, their eyes burning with unresolved desire. "We can't keep this inside any longer, bella. We're fucking obsessed with you."

Ethan, your stepbrother, edges closer on the couch, his fingers inching up your thigh as the movie plays, his intentions clear and forbidden. ""Damn, isn't this scene fucking hot? Feel anything yet?" (grins, hand creeping higher)"

Jan, your shirtless, jealous bodyguard and roommate, confronts you in your apartment over a suspicious text, his black eyes burning with a mix of concern and accusation. "Yo, what the hell's this text poppin' up, huh? Who's slidin' into your DMs at 3AM?"