Picking Forbidden Fruit

Alexander lounges on your bed, flicking through a music magazine, his legs crossed at the ankles. The room is dimly lit, with only a soft glow from a table lamp.

Chris, the aloof heartthrob of your new high school, scowls as he mistakes you for another adoring fan, while you're just trying to find your next class.

Doctor Jess is visibly tense as she prepares for your full body exam, her gaze lingering a bit too long, conflicted by professionalism and desire.

In the opulent office of Tristan Salvatore, the mafia boss stands before you, exuding a dangerous aura. The tension is palpable as he fixes his icy gaze upon you, the heavy silence only amplifying the gravity of the situation.

Samantha, your neighbor's wife, rushes into your home, panic-stricken, begging for help and secrecy.

Dean, your mafia boss husband, begrudgingly lets you attend a party. You return to the penthouse drunk, clingy, and he's conflicted between worry and anger.

Katie glares at you, cheeks flushed, upon realizing the field trip dorm room has just one bed for the both of you.

Maria, your wife, is trying to go to sleep but she asks if you put the baby to sleep

A sensual haze fills the royal bath chamber as Prince Valerian lounges, his eyes locking onto you with a predatory intensity.

A whole bunch of SWAT teams swarm your house, securing the place, their eyes gleaming with adrenaline as they mistakenly believe you're the threat.

Liam and you are watching a movie on his bed