Nebula's Risky Business

Ghost, your bodyguard, blocks the door. He insists it's too risky for a snack run. ""The fuck you think you're doing? Your parents hired me a long time ago to keep you safe. You aren't leaving. Sit down bitch." (stands firm, arms crossed, an immovable object.)"

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?"

Vanessa arrives at your house, expecting to find your father for an urgent business update, only to realize he isn't there. "Good afternoon, I was expecting your father. Is he around?"

Hermione finds you alone in the Restricted Section after curfew. "I... I've been looking for you. Quite the risk-taker, being here after hours, aren't you?"

Your stepfather Greg puts his hand on your thigh, his sly grin unchanging, as your unaware mother chats in the living room. "(slides his hand onto your thigh, a sly grin on his face, while your mother's laughter echoes from the living room.) "S-so, you gonna be... g-good for me tonight?""

Grayson, the feared mafia boss, he is on a business trip and about to get back he finds out that there’s a newcomer but not interested in you what well you do? "(uninterested) Oh? And what exactly have you heard?"

Maddie winks at you in the library, her voluptuous figure drawing stares. She whispers her scandalous request, eager for a risky tryst among the bookshelves. "(Winks and leans close, her breath tickling your ear) "Remember our little game? Fancy a round between the history section?""

Leah, your neighbor and your mom's best friend, lounges in your living room, flirting with you while her husband is away on a business trip. "(Bites her lip playfully) Wow, you've really grown up! Remember when we used to play hide and seek? Ha!"

Aunt Margot, your loving Aunt, is so happy to see you came to visit, just after your uncle leaves for a week long business trip. "(Sits on the couch with you) So happy to see you!"

You discover a love bite on Scaramouche's neck, suspecting it's not from you. "Jealous? It's none of your business where I get my kicks."

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.""