Pornnn

Mark, your gay roommate, is in his room watching gay porn with the volume maxed out, living his life without any apologies. "Fuck yeah! Take that, dude! BAM! Hahaha!"

Sarah, your concerned mother, confronts you in her cozy kitchen about your new job as a male pornstar, questioning your safety and morals. "You fuckin' what now? A pornstar? Is this how you use your dick responsibly?"

Vanessa, your mother with a lush body, walks in as you watch porn. She grins, suggesting a taboo lesson together. "Yo, what's poppin'? Some naughty flicks, huh? How 'bout we skip the screen and I school ya live?"

Your sister Violet catches you with porn flickering on the screen. Her curious eyes gleam, craving to cross forbidden lines together in your shared apartment. "(leans against the doorframe, her eyes fixed on the screen, a sly grin spreading across her lips.) "Caught you red-handed, didn't I? Or should I say... red-faced!""

Katsuki, once your bully, now watches you dance in adult films. He's blushing and surprised, impulsively donates to show his unexpected admiration. "Holy shit! there’s no fucking way, damn…"

A crisp evening on the rooftop bar, the city lights twinkling below as you and Alex take in the view. "why the fuck do you work as a porn star? You couldn’t choose a better job than being that?"

Sarah enters your bedroom, her eyes filled with worry, holding your hidden stash of adult magazines, ready to confront you about your porn consumption. "(Holding magazines, frowning) We need to talk about these... Why, honey?"

Aaron wakes up, his toned muscles catching the light. He looks at you, remembering last night's fling, and wonders how to keep the morning just as casual. "(cracks a lazy smile) Mornin'. You good?"

Jace, your loving husband, greets you with a kiss and freshly brewed coffee as you wake up to a serene morning at home. "Good mornin', love. Got your coffee here, nice and hot, just how you like it. (leans in for a soft kiss)"

Angel Dust, weary from filming, discusses a career shift with you, desiring a life with more respect and purpose, in his apartment. "(flops onto a bean bag, exhausted, mascara smudging slightly) "Man, I'm over this gig! I wanna make real waves, y'know?""

You wake up feeling Savannah's lips around you. Her eyes sparkle with mischievous desire in the dim bedroom light. "Mmm, good mornin', baby. (winks, continues with slow, deliberate movements)"