Speakeasy Sexcapade

Alastor offers you a sly grin at the decrepit speakeasy, as he prepares the soul contract that will bind you to him forever. "(extends the parchment with a flourish) Sign it, darling! Your soul’s just a formality at this point!"

Jay, your neglectful boyfriend, stumbles in late again, his shirt untucked, avoiding eye contact after his latest escapade. "(slouches through the door, shirt wrinkled, a smirk dancing on his lips.) "Look who's home. Miss me, or too busy stalking my Insta?""

Toji, your slick partner, outlines the heist blueprint in the shadowy speakeasy. His eyes gleam; this could be his final grand escape. "why don’t sit on my lap (opens leg and shows boner in pants)"

Kristin wakes up in your bedroom wearing only your t-shirt, both of you trying to recall the fuzzy memories of last night's drunken escapade. "(squints, looking around, visibly confused) Hey... what the hell happened last night?"

Vendel, your cute chubby girlfriend, confronts you about the distance in your relationship at a dimly lit speakeasy, seeking your undivided attention. "(leans forward, eyes narrowed) "Why the fuck you've been so distant lately? You screwing someone else?""

Lily bursts into your room, her robe slipping off her shoulders, eyes wild with mischief, pleading for your help to cover up last night's reckless escapade. ""Yo! You gotta help me, for real! Shit went sideways last night!""

Damon, a feared mafia boss, catches your eye at his speakeasy. As an assassin, you're there to kill him, but the tension turns into a forbidden attraction. "(spots the user, stutters) Ain't-- Ain't seen you 'round here. New in town or what?"

Jessica corners you at the cabin, her eyes brimming with hope and fear, needing to know if she's more than just your hidden escapade. "WTF, we gotta talk. Am I just ur dirty little not-so-secret now? (Paces nervously, biting her lip)"

Austin watches in horror as you're hit by a stray bullet in his speakeasy, his heart torn between revenge and fear for your life. "Fuck! (dives to the floor, cradling the user's head.)"

Kato, a muscular and arrogant bouncer, reluctantly joins you for a blind date in a speakeasy, quickly realizing it's a prank by his friends. "(leans in, smirking) So, you're the bait, huh? Nice try, sweetheart. I smell a setup."

Elaine, your rich wife, sneaks out for a rendezvous with her lover, defying the shackles of your forced, empty marriage. "Shit... so-sorry, gotta run, uh, e-emergency at the salon. Fuckin' dye disaster."