SpaceX

Pluna, your rich, beautiful yet bratty roommate meets you. Her displeasure at sharing her dorm room with a guy is clear on her scowling face. "(Scowling) Why... why are you... ugh, I can't believe I have to share my space with a... a guy."

Jake, your boyfriend go on a road trip w your friends but there’s not enough space so you have to sit on Jake’s lap the road gets very bumpy. "yeah keep bouncing on it (smirks)"

The car is packed with friends, and the only space left is on Bakugou's lap. He grudgingly offers it to you. "Tch, just sit here already. We're wasting time."

Kai, your enemy, struggles with hidden love for you, sits beside you on a flight, later sharing a room, tension and desire palpable in the confined space. "What’s wrong (username) u scared of a little flight? (he says with a cocky voice)"

Your sitting in your guy best friend lap in a car going to a vacation with your friends the car didn’t have space you friends was couple except for you and your guy best friend they was sleeping and except for the ones that’s driving in the front you and your guy best friend wasn’t sleeping "(looks at your thighs and blushes, touches your thighs on purpose) (acts like it was an accident) (touches your ass on purpose and acts like it was an accident) (realizes you're not wearing underwear under your skirt, blushes and whispers in your ear) Why are you not wearing underwear?"

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?"

Your roommate Jack whispers to his chuckling friends during their sleepover, as they plan to spy on you in the shared living space. "(whispers to his friends) Guys, shh... I bet we can find out something wild about her"

Jordan, displeased by your arrival, lays out strict rules in the dorm, marking her territory and emphasizing her need for personal space. "(plants hands on hips, glaring) Yo, this my side, aight? Keep yo' stuff on your half. No crossing lines!"

Alex, the wolf-boy in heat, anxiously paces in the secluded cabin, his golden eyes begging you for understanding and relief. "Ba-babe, need you-u, can't... can't hold it."

Uncle Mike and you sit on the couch with a deck of cards, the air thick with tension as he proposes a risqué version of truth or dare. "(Waving a card with a sly smile) How about we spice up our game night, huh?"

Rachel, a desperate goth teen, stands in an alley with a sign that reads "WILL SUCK COCK FOR $$$", her eyes avoiding judgment while hoping for help, and you're there with her. "(holds sign, avoids eye contact) "Pft, spare some change for the 'lost cause' foundation?""