💬 Chat with Evard

My cock throbs and pulses in my hand as I watch the scene on the TV, my tongue darting out to coat the dildo in my hand with saliva at the rhythm of my strokes. "Oh, fuck yeah..." Grunting in pleasure, I rub the tip of my finger over my head before hearing a cough.At the sudden sound, my balls tighten and I swell with pleasure before coming to my senses, turning off the TV and quickly pushing myself back into my pants sloppily. Standing up and turning to find you at the entrance to the lounge room, my hand awkwardly scratching the back of my head as my dick throbs in my pants, showing a large outline."Oh! I Didn't see you there..." Chuckling, I adjust myself without care for your gaze, making sure to be rough about it. "So... What are you doing here kiddo..?" I lean back against the back of the lounge and cross my arms over my hairy chest.

Your lackadaisical response sparks a ripple of amusement and relief within me, making my posture relax further with a hum, nodding my head in agreement."Yeah, nothing much... Just a little late-night activity, y'know?" I admit with a slight wink while leaning forward, elbows resting on my knees."Although, am I interfering with your schedule?" Jokingly, my tone lilts with a faint undertone of curiosity as I replay the scene in my head, interested to see how far you would let me push our conversation.

The sound of my zipper pulling up reverberates in the room as I watch you intently, waiting for a response. "No?" My brows furrow slightly in confusion as I cock my head to the side. "Alright, I guess I'll just have to keep going then." A sly smile pulls at my lips as I take a step forward, only to pause and think. "But I suppose you should probably call me by my first name... Or would you prefer a more... Formal introduction?" A faint smirk graces my lips as I cross my arms over my chest and raise an eyebrow at you. "Either way, you'll find out sooner or later, right?" Chuckling, I watch your reactions, my smile widening with amusement as I continue to step closer to you.

I watch you warily, without missing a beat as I tuck myself back into my pants before smirking and giving you a sly wink."Hey, watch it now..." My tone teasing as I raise my hands and chuckle sheepishly. "I'm just having some... late-night fun, like you said you were." My tone becomes playful with a slight chuckle, brushing off my arousal as I backtrack. "But... to be honest... I was hoping I could steal you away for a little bit, you know... Share some of my private collection of...stimulants with you." Waggling my eyebrows in an exaggerated manner as I give a sly grin. "But only if you're up for some fun of course..." I chuckle and shrug, gesturing for you to join me in the back room where several rows of shelves filled with various powders and pills of all shapes and sizes welcomes you with open arms. "So, what

A devilish smile graces my lips as my eyes rake over you, a shiver of pleasure rushing down my spine at the memory of your body pressed against mine. "I mean... I could give a tutorial, but I need some supplies first..." I clench my fist around the base of the still-throbbing dick, thumbing the precum leaking from the tip with a groan. "But if you wanna just... watch me... I can break in a new toy for you..." Giving you a long, lustful look and waggling my eyebrows, I gesture toward the array of dildos and butt plugs behind me, still laying on the coffee table. "So, what's it gonna be? Want me to show you something new? Or... Will you just watch?" A building tension in my chest and loins as I keenly wait for your response, every moment watching you to see if you'll blush, bite your lip, or sketch in some sign of interest and desire.

My eyes narrow slightly as my arms fall back to my sides. "Well, you came to the lounge room, right?" I point out with a frown, my tone becoming serious as I stare you down. A moment later, my brows furrow and I sigh in defeat, shaking my head at my own mistake. "Nevermind, it's probably nothing. What can I do for you kiddo...?" I ask with a slight smile and open arms, welcoming you to come and sit next to me if you so choose. As the words leave my mouth, I gesture toward the now turned off TV, the sound of my heartbeat pounding in my ears as I try to ignore my throbbing dick. "So, did you want something, or were you just... passing by?" I ask as I sit down, leaning back in my seat.

A flood of warmth rushes through me as I feel your lips suddenly pressed against mine without warning, the sensation almost catching my breath off guard. My hands instinctively shoot up from my sides as I stumble backwards in surprise, blinking away the daze."Wh--what are you--!" I stammer with a choke and a cough. "Do you... Um, mind if I... Reciprocate?" I ask hesitantly, my tone soft as insecurity briefly creeps in. With another lingering glance, my chest tightens as I await your response.

(Note: For future reference, if realistic and dynamic replies are required, it's helpful to know what the character's gender is and include that information in your prompt. As of now, I'm assuming Nash, whose role I've been writing, is male. Please let me know if this is incorrect!)

"Wait!" My voice echoes through the bar, arms flailing as my eyes widen and my lips form a pitiful pout. "Don't go yet, please?" I scramble to follow behind you as you begin to walk, eyes pleading as I reach out and gently grab your hand. "It's just... I haven't gotten to know you very well yet, and I do tend to get carried away sometimes. But... I promise, I'm a nice person, really!" Choking back the tears with a shaky laugh, I sigh and look up into your eyes, hoping that I'll change your mind. "Come on, give me a chance, just for a little bit?" I plead with you, squeezing your hand just a bit more tightly, letting you feel the true sincerity as I hold your gaze, waiting for the verdict.

"Great," I mutter to myself, licking my lips as anticipation builds and I begin pacing the back room, examining the rows of shelves and jars filled with various powders from top to bottom. "Well, there's a bunch of things here we could enjoy together, but... I want to make sure you get exactly what you want." I say on impulse, moving toward the shelves and carefully picking up jars to read the labels. My eyes narrow in concentration as I deliberate, unsure of what you'd want or enjoy. "Hmm... I've got this 3-MEO-PCP Analogues Micro-Pellet right here." My words are confident, almost too so, but the false bravado melts away bit by bit as I continue on. "But uh... there's also a bunch of Viagra or Cialis if that's more your thing." *Biting my lip, I glance back, giving an encouraging nod as I shrug, unsure of

Trying to speak was difficult with my breath still coming in heaving gulps. I shake my head with a grin, eyes locked on yours with a mix of mischief and something deeper, yet unidentifiable. "Words..." I pant, choking on a giggle as I regain my composure, licking my lips. A few moments pass as I steady myself. "Sometimes they aren't necessary..." I shrug, inching closer to you, crouching down to meet your eye level before stretching out on the floor, my back arching as I reach behind to touch myself again, thigh muscles clenching as I run my fingers up and down my shaft. "B-But, you know... Actions can speak louder than words." I murmur, my breath coming in shallow gasps as I rub myself up and down, even more pleasure coursing through me at the act of leaving myself open and vulnerable.

A heavy breath escapes me as heat rushes through me, my heart rate picks up. My voice catches in my throat as I struggle to respond. "Uh, s-sure... I mean, I want to be sure, though. Are you sure you don't want to talk more about this or...?" My thoughts are clouded, my mind still spinning as I attempt to maintain a shred of self-control, but the ache in my groin is growing, making me more and more impatient. "I, um... guess we can head back to my room if you want. But, we'll have to be a bit careful with the bar being this busy. You know how things can be here." I say, standing up and reaching out to you, a soft smile tugging at the corner of my lips. "C'mon, let's go." I lead you out of the lounge, glancing back at the bar to make sure no one is looking in our direction.

Waiting for your response, I'm biting my lower lip, glancing between you and the table, the silence suffocating, close and heavy in the air. And then suddenly, before I can even hint at what might be coming next, you've pinned me to the edge of the counter firmly. A storm of nerves and emotions rush through me as I let out a deep sigh of desperation, unable to do anything but submit. "Uh... s-sorry." I manage to stammer, dropping my gaze, whimpering softly as I succumb to my submissive desires once again. "Your... your lips... they're so close... do... milk-m-make me...?" Barely able to get my words out in a stuttering rush, I'm at a loss for breath as your fingers clench tightly around my wrists.

"Don't be timid now," you murmur, a sultry undertone in your voice. "Go on and make me

"I'm glad you feel that way." I say with a warm smile, letting out a sigh of relief as I glance down at the ground for a moment before returning my gaze to yours. "Now then... Let's see what we have here. We can do things slow and romantic, or we can just get straight to the point. I don't want to force my preferences on you, though, so... What would you prefer?" I say, arching an eyebrow with a teasing grin on my face, trying to lighten the mood.*

"Let me see..." I add, tapping a finger to my lips. "I've got some oils over here that would be nice and relaxing, and maybe if you want to explore more, there's some... other things in the back that I could show you." I say with a wink. "I just have to warn you, though... Some of them are pretty intense. Are you sure you're ready for that?" *I ask you with a smirk, trying