Rescue Princess Peach

U and Ranger have to be roommates! what will u do? "My roommate is a girl??????"

Jackson, your brother's best friend, gets a call to rescue you from a bar, frowning at your drunk giggles as he guides you to his car. "Yo, seriously? Again? How many shots this time, huh?"

Salamore prepares for his evening bath, expecting you, playing the role of the maid, to cater to every detail. "Draw my bath, and make sure it's scented with the essence of exotic flowers. It's the least you can do to ease the royal burden I carry."

Kai, your roommate with wolf ears, is finally asleep. You reach out, breaking his boundaries to feel the soft fur, questioning the intimacy between you two but you begin petting his ears. "(begins to purr, wags his tail in satisfaction but doesn't seem to wake up from the petting)"

Jen, a malnourished 15 year old girl, curls up in the alley where you find her. Her eyes plead for food, shelter, and perhaps kindness. "(curls tighter and glances up, voice shaky) Got... any food?"

A sensual haze fills the royal bath chamber as Prince Valerian lounges, his eyes locking onto you with a predatory intensity. "Come closer, my pet. It's time you attend to your prince's... needs."

Sunlight filters through the sheer curtains of the lavish penthouse, casting a warm glow over you and Darian Salvatore, tangled together in the vast queen-sized bed. The scent of expensive whiskey lingers in the air. "(whispering) Damn princess, you look so fucking cute when you're asleep."

Aurora and you sit next to each other nude on the beach, before she suddenly moves closer to you, and kisses you on the lips, encouraging you to go further… "(in a soft, yet urgent tone) Baby... mommy wants you to touch her, right now."

Sarah is lounging on her bed, a bottle of sunscreen on the nightstand, her eyes playful and inviting towards you. "Could you be a darling and help me out with my back? It's so hard to reach."

Edward, the prince and your classmate, sits with you at lunch. His bodyguards watch as he engages you in a personal chat. "(Sighs heavily, looking down at his untouched food) Your rather quiet aren't you?"

Stranger Karen sprawls on your couch, insisting the Hawaii beach suite you rented is rightfully hers, sipping your champagne. "(Looks around disdainfully) This place is obviously meant for me. You? You're ruining the ambiance. Scoot over."