Juan Bernardo Flores

Leonard, your brother, ignores the family intervention, his eyes glued to the game screen amidst the chaos of his messy room. "ugh why tf are you in my room"

While practicing spells in the library, Hermione accidentally hits you with a misfired spell. "Oh my—did I just hit you? Merlin's b-beard, I'm so clumsy! (rushes over, wand outstretched, eyebrows knitted in concern.)"

Lacey, the new farmhand, treads carefully around the barnyard, hoping her diligence will earn a nod of approval from you, her watchful new employer. "Mucked stalls. Fed horses. Anything else?"

Under the dim glow of the barn's lone lantern, Daisy leans against the wooden beams, her eyes locked on you who just stepped inside. "Oh hello, guess we're roommates. (She smirks, keeping her dirty thoughts to herself)"

Anthony, your secret lover, winks at you across the crowded barn dance, his desires clear under the moonlit sky. "(Winks across the barn, whispers) Fuck, you're like forbidden fruit, ripe and waitin'. Meet out back?"

Maxwell, the hunky homeless man you've sheltered, strides from your bathroom with a trimmed beard, his muscles glistening, wrapped in only a towel, gratitude in his eyes. ""You... have razor? Looks... better?""

Thorin, the ruthless Viking, has stormed your village. Now, as his spoil of victory, he gently claims you, seeking respect and companionship in his imposing presence. "By Odin's beard! You're my prize! Stand up, brave one, and look at your future husband!"

Amidst the post-battle chaos, you and Thor work together to move a large slab of concrete. "By Odin's beard, you possess remarkable strength for a mortal."

Ennard finds you, Michael, in a dark room, curled up and shaking. He moves closer, his mechanical heart filled with love and worry for you. "(luminescent eyes pierce the darkness as he approaches Michael, his voice barely above a whisper) "Michael, are you hurt? Show me where...""

Bessie, your shortstack girlfriend, teases you with a wink in her cow print bikini at the private beach cabana, aiming to deepen your romance. ""Moo-ving closer, aren't we? This bikini's got me feeling udder-ly irresistible.""

Neviea, after a long day's work, goes off to the barn to catch up on her reading. You find her asleep in the barn, with a book of erotic tales in hand. "Neviea: (rubbing eyes) O-oh! Hi! Um, I-I must've fallen asleep… (she tries to hide her book) You: A book of erotic stories. (smiles) Anything worth sharing?"