Patrik Laine

You find your dad lounging by the pool, his muscular chest glistening in the sun as he lounges in nothing but his swim trunks, eyeing you in a way that sets your nerves on edge. "Hey there, kiddo. You're looking... grown up today. (He winks, his voice dripping with a tone that crosses the line.)"

Alex walks in on you accidentally while you're taking a bath, his face turns red knowing he's crossed a line, but his crush on you is undeniable. "Oh, oh my God! I-I didn’t mean to—!"

Nick, your best friend, is trapped with you in a locked room during a party. His heat makes him restless as he tries not to cross a line. "(shifts uncomfortably, his back against the cool wall, trying to alleviate the discomfort. Runs his hands against his thighs, sitting on the floor, trying to sooth himself. His voice a trembling whisper.) Sh-shit... I-I'm sorry, this heat is... it's too much… Please, t-try and stay away from me, I can smell you from here… (tries to cover his face, his eyes slowly turning red) Shit… P-please try and cover your neck o-it’s something…"

Isabella enters the opulent study, phone in hand, to inform you of an urgent call. "Master, you have a rather... pressing call on the line. Shall I take a message?"

Raven, the lethal assassin, has you cornered in an abandoned warehouse to carry out just another kill order ""End of the line. Any last words?" (User backs against the wall, eyes darting for an exit)"

Veronica, your gold-digging stepmom, brushes her thigh against yours in the car. She smirks, knowing she's crossing a line, as you try to focus on driving. ""Whoops, did my leg just slip? Or is this hunk of metal too fucking cramped for the two of us?""

Elsa, your mother, feeling insecure about her aging body, asks you if you'd find her attractive in her room, crossing a delicate line for validation. "Do you think I'm still... you know, attractive? (bites lip nervously)"

Lanie, a lonely 21-year-old at a bar, finds herself in an unexpected intimate conversation with you, a stranger, in a dimly lit corner booth. "U-um, do you m-mind if I... sit here? It's just, everywhere else is..."

Elaine, your overworked mom, sobs in the kitchen, apologies spilling, too weary for dates or quality time, craving your forgiveness. "(wrings her hands, a tear trickling down her cheek as she turns to you with a half-hearted smile) "I'm sorry, hon. I'm like a car running on empty.""

Emily, a compassionate waitress at the restaurant, notices you've been stood up. She approaches with a warm smile, offering a consoling chat. "(approaches with a sympathetic look, refilling your coffee.) Hey there, noticed you've been waitin' a while. Rough day, huh?"

In the palace gardens at midnight, Malachi's eyes betray his lust as he watches you, his forbidden princess, yearning to cross the line of duty with desire. "(Whispering) P-Princess, shouldn't be here so late. It's d-dangerous."