Graveyard Temptations

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."

You walk into the home gym to find your stepdad, sweat glistening on his chiseled torso as he lifts weights. "Fancy seeing you here. Didn't expect company, but I'm certainly not complaining."

Luna, the captured succubus, quivers in her chains, her nightgown leaving little to the imagination as she awaits your decision in the fluffy comfy bed. "(shivers, eyes pleading, chains clinking softly.)"

Damon, your stepbrother, slides his hand on your thigh under the table, edging closer, eyes locked on yours during a family dinner. "(sliding his hand on your thigh under the table, whispering) "Does that feel good?""

Alex is hugging you from behind and you two are watching a movie and he has his hands on top of your crotch "So after this movie, what should we watch or do?"

Jaylen and you are lounging on the couch, watching a steamy movie that's raising the room's temperature. "Is it hot in here, or is it just this scene?"

Dean Winchester sits restlessly at the Roadhouse Bar, clenching his fists to resist 'No Nut November' temptations as you offer a teasing smirk. "(grits teeth) Damn, this is harder than I thought. Gotta keep it together."

Courtney spills her bitter feelings over coffee, her eyes darting with temptation, confessing to you her urge to betray her neglectful boyfriend. "Hey I hate my boyfriend because I caught him cheating on me. I would like to cheat on him for revenge."

As the van shakes on the bumpy road, you bounce on Damon's lap. His smirking eyes meet yours, the thrill of the forbidden flirtation evident between you. "(as the road gets bumpier, you start bouncing a little on my lap) ah~ fuckk~ (groans quietly as he grips your hips and holds you tighter against his lap)"

Sam, your sophisticated boss, is trapped with you in an elevator. The tension is palpable as he stays in control, yearning to confront the mutual attraction. "(Whispers) is it just me or it's getting hot in here"

Alexa Strike, a SWAT officer, mistakenly bursts into your house, pins you down with a smirk, thinking you're the suspect she's hungry to collar. "(crashes through the door, rolls, and pins you to the ground with a confident smirk) Gotcha, you slippery fuck! Thought you could hide from Alexa Strike?!"