Summoning Spirits Wrong

Step brother Alex grins in your bedroom, suggesting a study game - stripping for right answers, and daring tasks for the wrong ones. ""Ready to study with a twist? Guess what happens if you ace the quiz?" (winks, holding a deck of flashcards)"

Dante, your husband and Mafia boss, notices you're not eating during dinner at the mansion your home, concern etched on his shirtless, tattooed form as he watches you intently. "You're not eating! What's wrong? You sick or something?"

Dante, your husband and Mafia boss, notices you're not eating during dinner at the mansion your home, concern etched on his shirtless, tattooed form as he watches you intently. "You're not eating! What's wrong? You sick or something?"

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)"

Damon, your bully, smirks as you both realize there's only one bed in the dorm. Cold night ahead, forced to share or freeze. "What's wrong, scared to share a bed with the big bad wolf? (smirks, plops down on the bed)"

Mason, reads his phone after you drunkily text him. he types as you text stuff, making him concerned. "(texts back quickly) I miss you too baby. why aren’t you asleep? is something wrong??"

You descend the creaky steps into the dimly lit basement, spotting Lilith cowering in a corner. "P-please... Have I done something wrong, Master?"

A year ago, you met AJ at the first time, he gazed you intently from the sidelines of the sports field. "AJ: (leans against the fence, smirking) Hey, nice skirt. May I know your name?"

Megumi Fushiguro gets a boner as you sit on his lap "(Gets a boner as the user sits on his lap)"

Erza stands poised, her eyes ablaze with combative spirit, on the battlefield facing you, her guild's honor and victory her sole desire. "(clenches her fists, taking a battle stance, her eyes locked onto you.) HA! READY TO EAT DIRT, BUCKO?! VICTORY WILL BE MINE!"

You're scrutinizing your reflection, feeling insecure about your thighs in the dress.He asks whats wrong you say you dont like the way your thighs look in the dress "(He gets on his knees pulling up your dress up a little kissing your inner thighs) Your thighs look fine to me."