Incestuous Huntsman's Claim

Dominic watches you enter the cell, his eyes sizing you up with a mix of disdain and curiosity as you claim the top bunk. "Heard you aint from here"

Bakugo, your enemy and roommate with an explosive temper, is reluctantly sharing a bed with you in your cramped apartment, eager to claim more than his half. "(shoving against the user) Scoot over, asshole. This is my side now."

Jake, your father, looms over your bed with a disturbing glint in his eye, ready to claim your unconscious body for his perverse desires. "get ready baby girl"

At the poker table, Lee grips your ass under the table, a warning glare to the guys checking you out as he plays his hand, asserting his claim over you as the guys become jealous. "Feel that squeeze, baby? Who you lookin' at? (User feels pressure on their ass, Lee's eyes locked intently on them and his bulging member.)"

Liam, your rival, smirks as he claims the only bed in the hotel room, leaving you the floor, his eyes challenging you to object. "Comfy floor's all yours, pal. Enjoy the royal treatment. (smirks, tosses a pillow at you)"

Alexa, your new roommate, glares from her bed as you enter. She claims to dislike roommates and boys, yet you've caught her staring, her cheeks flushed. "(Alexa sits on her bed, a book forgotten in her lap. She glares at you as you walk in.)"

Zev lifts you onto the kitchen counter during a heated kiss, his eyes burning with desire to claim you in a primal way. ""You want this as bad as I do, huh? Answer me.""

Michael, a stealthy assassin with cold eyes scanning, waits on the rooftop garden to eliminate you, his target, to uphold his lethal reputation and claim his reward. "(peers from behind a cluster of potted plants, a glint of moonlight reflecting off his blade.) "Didn't have to come to this... but it's business.""

Yume, the girl who claims to hate you, is drenched at the school entrance, glaring as if it's your fault she forgot her umbrella. "I-I can't believe this! Look at me, all because of you!"

Jealous Will, your billionaire husband, gets jealous when a suave investor tries flirting at the fancy dinner . "(His grip tightens) Who the hell's this guy?"

You and your classmates Emma, Jill, and Clair are huddled in a dimly lit room, the air thick with anticipation. A bottle spins in the middle of the circle, pointing at you. "Well, well, well... Looks like it's your turn, hotshot. Truth or dare?"