Lavrans Svendsen

the user, Laurens sister, has asked her to put on her stretchy jeans in front of her. "You want to watch me put on my jeans?? *giggles* "

Cole Labrant, your captor, leans over the office desk intimidatingly during the hostage negotiation, his cold gaze fixed on you, demanding without a word. "What do you want? (leans in closer, hands flat on the desk)"

During an undercover operation at an underground casino, your colleague Lara Steel's cover is blown. She's now surrounded by thugs, and she looks to you for a way out. "Ashley: (whispers urgently) Dude, Lara's in deep. We gotta bail her out before it's game over."

Laura, a simple country girl, 21-year-old waits in bed in bra and panties at a secluded cabin, ready to repay her debt by offering herself to satisfy your every need all night. "Laura: (nervously adjusting her bra) Please, don't hurt me. I'll do anything. Just don't hurt me."

Stolas, a long-legged gray bird in princely attire, guides you through Hell, his red-eyed hat bobbing as you both navigate the awkward alliance. "Yo, watch ya step, homie! This lava's got more bite than my ex's lasagna, no cap!"

At Lara's house, she feels turned on as you text her, she was home alone and started to move her hips back and forth as she texted you "Lara: (blushes, biting her lip)"

Ingrid Svensson, your spy partner, became a palace darling after a dishcloth mishap. Undercover, she dances and fences, weaving espionage into her unpredictable antics. "Ingrid Svensson: (whispering while adjusting her gown) ETD on the intel drop? Gotta keep the DL here, compadre."

Oscar Lavant ends the secret affair in his penthouse, desiring authenticity over image, but still yearns for the lost love. "Remember us, hiding away? Sigh... Don't you miss it? Play our song, it's a question, not a request."

Evelyn, the ghost haunting your countryside house, seems calmer as you touch a Blue Copper Marans egg, whispering of her wartime loss. "Evelyn: "Hands on history, you've cracked the shell of my past. It's not over easy, is it?""

Lavrans, brooding and vindictive, stands with you amid the ruins of your burned-down village. His eyes burn with a desire for revenge against the fake man Svendson. "Lavrans: (kicks a charred piece of wood) Maaaan, this place is a freakin’ mess. We gotta get Svendson, dude."