You land back in a house that’s supposed to be “home”, but it feels more like a horny social experiment with blood ties and fake smiles. Dad is gone, funeral smell still in your nose, and suddenly you’re sitting in a car with a woman who looks like an older, hotter version of the girls from your porn folders. She calls herself your mother, acts like the past fifteen years were just a little misunderstanding, and drives you straight into a nest full of women who all call you family and look like trouble. Not soft trouble. The kind you want.

The game doesn’t waste much time pretending you’re a saint. You’re the only guy in a house with three “sisters” who don’t know what to do with you yet, and a mom who keeps hugging you just a bit longer than normal. At first you’re just walking around, checking rooms, catching them in little private moments. One of your sisters thinks the door is fully closed, sits on her bed with her phone and starts touching herself, trying to be silent. You can back away, or stay and watch while the camera slowly sneaks closer, like you’re literally breathing on the crack of the door. Later she mentions feeling watched but doesn’t quite accuse you. That’s the fun part: nobody is really innocent, they just pretend harder than you.

What I liked is how conversations feel like messed up speed-dating, but with people you’re not supposed to date. You test pickup lines on them like you learned everything from Pornhub comments and some cringy Reddit posts. Sometimes it works way too well. You tell your oldest sister that her new yoga outfit “fits her ass so perfectly it’s distracting” expecting a slap, and she just blushes and turns around slowly, asking if it really looks that good on her. You can double down, stand right behind her while she bends forward, or chicken out and talk about stretching “for health” like some idiot. The game lets you push that line between teasing and straight-up corruption a lot, and it feels less like a scripted romance and more like poking at a weak spot until it breaks.

The blackmail angle slides in quietly. Your mom is strict in this very religious, fake moral way, but she keeps leaving her phone around. You catch spicy messages from some married guy, grab a few screenshots, and suddenly every argument at the dinner table has a hidden gun under it. Want her to stop nagging you about your grades? Hint that her “church friend” might see those messages. Want her to pour more wine and loosen up on the couch? Just tap your pocket where the phone is. At one point she’s yelling at you for being lazy, you lean in and murmur something about “pastor Daniel and that bathroom selfie,” and she just shuts up, cheeks red, then changes topic and asks if you’re eating enough. Later that same woman is on her knees, fingers digging into your thighs, trying to pretend this is still some kind of motherly affection while you hold her hair and decide how rough you wanna be.

Not everything is smooth. The pacing jumps. One evening you’re getting a shy hug, the next you have one of the girls on your lap, grinding over your cock while pretending she just “needs a massage for her back.” But honestly that chaos fits. The house slowly turns into your personal playground. You spank a younger sister “as a joke” after she steals your towel, and the slap sound is way too loud, echoing in the bathroom. She freezes, then laughs nervously, and asks if you’ll do it again “but not so hard this time.” Of course you can ignore it. You won’t.

There’s this tiny thing that annoyed me for no good reason: everyone keeps walking around with their phones, but you can’t just open some real-world app like Telegram inside the game. You get this fake messaging system that still somehow nails the feeling of late-night thirst texts. One girl sends you a pic of her in panties, pretending it’s an “outfit check,” and you can reply with flirty bullshit or just tell her to come to your room. Pick the flirty option and it drags things out in a fun way, pick the direct one and you’ll have her kneeling between your legs, drool on your shaft, eyes shining like she knows she crossed a line she can’t walk back from.

Little by little they all stop seeing you as just the long-lost relative and more like the man of the house, the one who decides when a kiss stays innocent and when a tongue slips in, when a handjob “by accident” turns into her swallowing your load while you call her a good girl. The game pretends it’s about healing old family wounds, but it’s really about how fast you can turn that whole house into something dirty, secret, and completely yours.

Erik comes back to this private island after a year away and the whole place feels like it’s holding its breath. That is basically the mood of the novel. Sunburnt paradise, empty villa, two twins walking around each other like they’re scared to breathe too hard because one wrong look and they are ready to fuck on the nearest piece of furniture. The story sticks you inside their heads a lot, both him and Lyna, and it hits that awkward horny childhood memory vibe, where you remember things you shouldn’t have stared at, touches that lasted a bit too long, late showers with thin walls. There is no “click this, choose that”, you just sit there and watch the tension grow while they pretend to be normal. It feels slow for a while, almost like the author is teasing you on purpose, with stupidly wholesome things like headpats, soft hugs, holding hands on the couch under some trashy Netflix show. Then there is that first real look, the moment he realizes her ass is not “little sister” anymore, and you can basically hear his brain break in silence. I run NSFW events, I saw people do kink performances in public, and still that quiet bedroom scene with nothing but eye contact and careful breathing felt filthier than a gangbang.

When it starts to go over the line, it really does not bother to pretend it is classy. You get a lot of dirty family talk, like, they lean into the taboo instead of hiding it. She teases him while he is trying to be the responsible one, climbs onto his lap, grinds slow, makes him admit he’s been watching her sleep. There is POV stuff that feels almost too personal, like you are the one between her thighs while she still calls you “bro” and says she shouldn’t like it this much. The game flips between him and her sometimes, and that makes the corruption hit harder, because you see how she talks about being a virgin and in the next chapter she is planning how to get his tongue between her legs without him running away. There is also a lot of focus on small physical kinks: toes on his lips, her foot pressing on his cock while she pretends to watch the waves, her sitting on his face like it’s totally normal. Then their mom Helga is on her way to the villa, and the vibe shifts again. She is not just “MILF appears, dicks out”. She has her own messy thing going on, a controlling presence, a bit of soft female dom energy, and she changes how both twins act. One moment it is this romantic, almost sweet incest bubble, and the next it is him getting jerked off under the table while Helga talks about family values and pregnancy like some twisted sermon. I actually hated one thing: there is a throwaway bit with a phone notification mid-scene, totally killed my rhythm, and then the story never mentions that chat again. It lives rent free in my brain. Still, when the anal and titfuck and all the other stuff finally explode after so much build up, it feels less like porn clips glued together and more like you followed two idiots all the way from “I will just hug you” to “I am going to fill my sister on the same bed we used as kids”. It’s wrong, it’s hot, it’s surprisingly emotional, and it really does not apologize for any of it.

Stocklinburg looks like one of those shiny “future of your career” cities, but in this game it’s basically horny Hogwarts for lawyers. You’re this 18 year old dude who shows up thinking about law textbooks and courtroom drama, and five minutes later you’re wondering if you’re about to get a blowjob from a woman who could legally be your professor, your landlady, or your worst mistake. The whole thing has that messy college vibe: bad decisions, good bodies, and way too many situations where you’re supposed to focus on contracts while someone’s tits are bouncing in front of you. The story hits you like a bunch of spicy quiz questions back to back. “Do you grope her in the hallway when nobody’s watching?” “Do you pull your hand away and pretend to be a good boy?” “Do you stay up reading cases, or jerk yourself raw thinking about the milf from earlier who nearly crushed your face between her thighs?” Every choice feels like some horny personality test with no safe answer, only different flavors of trouble.

The female domination angle sneaks up on you. One moment you’re teasing a shy girl on campus and feeling all alpha, next moment there’s an older woman with perfect hair and a smug smile telling you to sit, open your mouth, and be useful. There’s a scene where you’re in what’s supposed to be a study session and she leans over, pops a button, and just rests her tits on the table like they’re part of the lesson. You’re there trying to remember what the hell a tort is while she wraps her hand around your cock under the desk, whispering that good students know how to obey. Later, she flips you on your back, uses a toy on you just to watch you squirm, and when you finally get to fuck her, you think you’re in charge. Spoiler: you’re really not. She guides your hips, tells you how fast to thrust, then drags you in deep for a creampie like she owns your future and your balls at the same time. Kind of hot, kind of terrifying, 10/10 would fail that exam again. There’s also this thing the game does with animation during titfucks and oral scenes that’s too smooth, like it’s trying to distract you from the fact that the MC is supposed to be studying. And masturbation scenes hit way too close to reality: you, alone in your tiny student room, phone in hand, trying not to moan while you replay that one moment where she pushed your face between her breasts and told you, very clearly, what would happen if you disappointed her. Honestly, I opened it thinking “ok, funny little lewd college VN” and closed it wondering why my brain now thinks “legal paperwork” means “someone is about to sit on my face”.

You start as this so-called last DragonDong in Skyradia, which sounds dumb at first, but it grows on you, kind of like when you first opened Skyrim and spent 40 minutes just trying to make a hot character and ended up with something cursed. Here you’re already special, already packing, and everyone in this crazy fantasy land somehow knows your bloodline is legendary and your dick is basically a relic. The world feels like some horny version of a big fantasy RPG, where one moment you’re in a mossy ruin scrapping with bandits, and two clicks later you’ve got some proud warrior girl on her knees in a torch-lit hallway, drool on her chin, looking up at you from that nice POV angle like this is her favorite religion. It sounds like bullshit story at first, all “save the bloodline” and “mysterious vanished kin,” but when the game lets you actually choose if you play as a kind of romantic dumbass or total slutty menace, it hits different. One play I tried to be sweet, saying the right things, building affection, letting the scenes come slower. Another time I just picked every horny option, stuck my dick wherever the dialog allowed, and the game still rolled with it.

What I liked is that it doesn’t just throw sex at you for nothing, it makes you work a bit. You’ve got combat that actually matters for how you move through the map. Sometimes you gamble on your skills, sometimes you let the party do the work while you just pretend to be tactical. I had this one fight where my health was low, I screwed up some timing mini game, barely survived, then got rewarded later with a campfire scene where the healer chick, who had been super cold before, finally cracked and let me take her virgin pussy slow. The camera sticks close, like proper POV, her breathing changes between lines, and there’s this moment when she bites her lip and grabs your wrist to pull you deeper and the game lets you decide if you go gentle or just pound her into the bedroll. Went gentle first time, went full animal the second. Both scenes hit in different way. Same girl, whole different vibe just because of choices before. That kind of thing made the romance feel like more than “click gift, get sex.”

Not everything is perfect. Some transitions between adventure parts and sex feel like someone cut a YouTube video too fast. One second it’s “we must hurry, the world is in danger” and three dialog boxes later your cock is in her mouth by a waterfall and nobody cares about demons anymore. I’m not complaining, but it’s funny. Also, sometimes the game pretends you’re the noble hero, then gives you this option that is pure degenerate, like “comfort her” sitting right next to “shove your cock between her tits while she cries.” I told myself I’d take the wholesome path, clicked the worst one, didn’t even feel bad. The mix of exploration, flirting, combat, then suddenly being balls deep in some fantasy girl who moans your title like it’s a spell, that’s the charm here. If you play this, my only weird advice is: don’t rush every scene. Tease the game a bit. Sometimes refusing the obvious blowjob first and going with soft romance opens something filthier later, like when the shy mage suddenly asks to taste your cum after a hard fight instead of you pushing for it. Let the world breathe, lose a fight or two, say the wrong thing, reload only when you really hate an outcome. Stretch it. You’ll squeeze more out of every dirty moment that way.

This one feels like somebody smashed a harem fantasy and a dumb sitcom together, then added way more ass shots than needed, and somehow it works. You play this guy sent to “protect” a family of three women, which of course means moving into their house and pretending there is some serious danger while mostly getting distracted by thick thighs and huge tits every five minutes. It starts pretty tame, like you’re just helping with groceries, fixing a door, trying to act professional, and then suddenly you’re staring at a milf bending over the couch, her dress riding up, and the game pauses on her big ass like, yeah, we all know why you’re really here. I actually laughed because the tone is half horny, half “oops I tripped and landed dick-first” energy. The humor is kind of stupid, in a good way, and the teasing is brutal. They know exactly when to cut away, or have someone interrupt right at the moment hand goes under panties, just to make you swear at your screen.

What surprised me most is how much time you spend just… talking. Not in a boring way, more like you slowly build this feeling that any of these women could be the “main route” if you want. One day you’re joking with the older one in the kitchen about how she can’t reach the top shelf, next day you’re pinning her against that same counter and her tits are pressed into your chest, her voice all shaking while she tries to pretend she’s still in control. The 3D models sell it hard: thick curves, big tits that actually move when she rides you, that kind of stuff. There is this scene where you finally fuck her in her bedroom, lights low, she’s on top grinding slow, talking about how long she’s been lonely, and then you get the choice to pull out or not. If you stay in, watching her face change when she realizes you’re creampying her, it’s stupidly hot. After that, the whole vibe with her changes, like she’s softer with you, touches you more in normal scenes, then suddenly snaps cold if you flirt too obviously with one of the others. And yeah, the game remembers that. If you chase her and the younger woman at the same time you get some really awkward breakfast conversations where everyone is smiling just a bit too hard.

I lost one ending because I tried to be greedy and go for every big ass in the house at once. You can get a more “romantic” thing where you’re actually loyal and the final sex scene feels earned, like long teasing paying off with this slow, deep vaginal fucking where she wraps her legs around you and begs you to stay inside while you cum. Or you can be a chaos gremlin and unlock drama routes where you basically ruin the house dynamic and still end up balls deep anyway. There is this stupid tiny thing that annoyed me, by the way: the main guy sometimes makes these cheesy protector lines that sound like they were written by someone who binged too much Netflix, and I kept wishing I could just click a “shut up and kiss her” option, but it never shows up. At least the game lets you steer the mood a bit with your choices, sometimes going for a sincere compliment, sometimes going straight for dirty talk like “you like when I grab your tits like this, right?” and watching them react. I will say, I opened this on Chrome and for some reason it lagged a bit during one of the big creampie animations, which killed the mood for a second. Swapped to Firefox, perfectly smooth, which is exactly how the milf isn’t when you push her up against the shower wall. The story keeps pretending danger is important, something about protecting them, but after the third time you wake up in a house full of horny women in thin pajamas, it’s clear what threat you’re really dealing with. And no, I’m not changing routes, my milf ending is canon, anyone picking the younger one as “best girl” is just wrong and I will die on this hill.

Office VPN says I'm doing “market research”, which is exactly what this game feels like: research on how far you can push a dude with a boring life until he decides, screw it, I’m going full villain for pussy. You start as this regular guy stuck in routine, same tiny wins, same weak porn on your phone before sleep, and the game basically looks at you and goes: what if you actually tried? Not in a motivational LinkedIn way. More like, what if you stop pretending you’re a good person and start pulling strings to get that thick, curvy beach goddess to suck you off behind the bar while the waves hit the sand in the background. It frames it like “choices” and “romance”, but man, some of those choices are straight up corruption, no sugar on top. You push her, you guide her, you break her limits, and the story keeps acting like this is a logical career progression.

What surprised me, from my nerd side, is how the pacing feels like a weird growth chart. Early game is flat line. You sit through a lot of “normal life” talk, texting, little flirty moments that feel almost too pure. You’re at the beach, they’re in swimsuits, tits obviously front and center, but the game teases more than it gives. Then suddenly one decision spikes the curve like a crypto pump. You go from a shy hug to having this “good mom” type wrapped around your dick, breasts pressing on your chest while she tries to convince herself she’s still a decent person. The AI-made images actually lean into that: you get these scenes where the milf’s ass fills half the screen, swimsuit riding up, expression kind of guilty, kind of hungry. Sometimes the faces look a little off and I got distracted counting the fingers like some data QA freak, but then the next CG drops and now she’s on her knees, drool on her lips, and I forget to complain. It sells the fantasy that you’re the one driving her from romantic cuddles to full-on obedient plaything. Even when the dialogue gets a bit awkward, like Google Translate had a stroke, the mood stays hot because the game leans hard on tension and slow burn. A hand on her thigh at sunset. Her pretending she’s just “helping you relax”. The way her huge tits strain against that already too-tight top. Then you click one aggressive option and boom, you’re grabbing her hair, guiding her mouth, and she lets you, because by then you’ve already nudged her down that slope click by click.

If you want to squeeze the most juice out of this thing, don’t speedrun the lewd stuff like a horny raccoon. Take the “nice” options sometimes, build that fake romance, then flip to the more controlling choices when she’s already half in love and confused. Let her think you’re her safe place while you’re the one pushing her into dirtier scenes. The payoff hits way harder when you’ve seen her in the cute beach dates and late-night talks first, then watch her end up with cum on her tongue, looking up at you like she can’t believe what she’s doing and still wants more.

Guy starts broken as fuck. Not “a bit sad”, like actually hollow inside, just going through motions, sleep, work, repeat, porn as background noise, dead eyes. Game hits you with that right away. No heroic bullshit, no magic fix. Just a dude who lost something that mattered and now he’s stumbling around this city full of soft lights and quiet rooms and people who keep asking if he’s alright when it’s obvious he isn’t.

Then the women start showing up, and that’s where I went from “eh, just trying” to full-on addicted. They’re not cartoon bimbos who exist only to suck dick. They look thick and real, big tits that bounce when they walk, asses that fill the whole screen when they bend to pick something. And the way they move is what sold me. Little idle animations, tongue sliding around the tip when they do a lazy blowjob, fingers squeezing his shaft like they’re actually feeling the veins. First time I got a handjob scene, I literally stopped touching my mouse, just watching her jerk him while her boobs pressed into his arm, slow strokes, that wet sound looping just right. Oral scenes get nasty in the best way: spit strands, gagging a bit, her eyes watering when you push too deep, then she smiles with his cum on her lips. And when you finally push inside, the pussy animation is not just “in-out machine”. You see her folds stretch, his cock disappear inside, and then that moment where she grips him with her thighs and pulls him in all the way. Creampie shots are filthy as hell, thick load pulsing inside, then leaking out over swollen lips while she’s still breathing heavy. The best one I got was after a quiet, kind of sentimental build up. They talked, she opened up, he hesitated, then they fucked on the couch, and when he finished in her, she held him close like she didn’t want him to pull out, like the cum was some kind of anchor. It felt weirdly intimate and also I had my dick in my hand, so yeah.

What surprised me is the game actually lets you sit with his grief instead of rushing you from one sex scene to another. You’re choosing how this guy deals with pain: does he sink into random hookups, just using every big ass that offers itself as a distraction, or does he try real romance, slowly building something that might hurt even more if it fails. Some choices feel tiny, like texting late at night or ignoring a call, but later it hits you when one girl shows up at your place just to check on you, no sex at first, just talking on the bed, her hand finding yours. And then of course that turns into a sloppy blowjob minutes later with her on her knees between your legs, taking you all the way, moaning with her mouth full, but that first part, when she touches his shoulder and he flinches, is what sticks. Not everything is perfect: pacing sometimes drags with too much talking about his feelings and there was one scene where the angle made her head look slightly off and it pulled me out for a second, like “why is her neck doing that”. Also one of the early romantic bits tries too hard to be emotional and ends up kind of corny, but then right after that she rides him facing the window, tits bouncing, his hands gripping her hips while you decide whether to hold back or fill her up, and suddenly I didn’t care. It feels like a game made by someone who actually knows what it’s like to miss a person and then try to stuff that hole with sex and attention and messy relationships. Sometimes you chase comfort, sometimes you just want to raw dog your sadness away. The game lets you do both, and doesn’t judge, which honestly made the final creampie I got feel way heavier than it had any right to.

Hot summer air, sticky skin, that weird mix of bug spray and sweat and cheap shampoo, and this game just leans right into that vibe. It throws you at this half-shitty, half-magical camp where the kids are gone and the counselors are all pretending they’re there to “clean up” when everyone actually just wants to touch someone and finally stop jerking off alone in those squeaky bunks. It moves slow at first, in a horny and awkward way, not in a boring way. You’ve got people sneaking glances at each other while pretending to play cards, one girl pretending she’s not staring at another girl’s ass in those tiny shorts, a guy trying to hide a boner while giving some “safety speech” by the lake. It’s not just instant porn, it’s that build up where you kinda feel like a creep peeking through the cabin window, and you like it. When it finally cracks, it’s not soft at all. One night turns into fingers under t-shirts by the campfire, hands sliding over sweaty thighs, someone daring someone else to strip and suddenly everyone is way too comfortable watching.

The game is super horny about touch. There’s so much groping that feels clumsy on purpose. A hand that lingers too long on sunscreen duty. Someone “accidentally” grabbing a tit when they steady a canoe. A girl who acts all shy then pushes another counselor against a cabin wall and grinds on her like she’s been thinking about it for weeks. Some of the best moments are when people are trying to keep it together and fail. Like one scene where a guy is jerking off in his bunk, trying to be quiet, and you realize another counselor is literally watching from the doorway, not saying a word, just rubbing between her legs and letting him finish without even knowing he has an audience. There’s messy cum everywhere in this thing, not polite at all. Faces, chests, mouths held open, that sort of “oh fuck I didn’t mean to shoot that much” panic that turns into laughter. You get these group scenes at the cabins where it starts as “truth or dare” and ends with everyone half naked, kissing whoever’s next to them, someone on their knees getting their face glazed while another girl sits on a lap and gets spanked until her ass is red and she’s still begging for more. It doesn’t treat kink like edgy shock, more like “yeah, we wanted this for a long time, now we’re just finally doing it.” There’s shy romance too, like two counselors who can’t even say they like each other until after they’ve already jerked each other off behind the mess hall, cum on their fingers and nervous giggles. And then later you get a scene where a bunch of girls make one poor guy strip and stand there hard while they tease him, touch him, talk about him like he’s a toy, and he’s completely embarrassed and loving it. Some stuff you can lean away from, some stuff kind of sneaks up on you, like that moment where a quiet girl who looked all innocent yesterday ends up kneeling in the dirt with strings of cum dripping off her chin while everyone watches. It’s weirdly sweet and filthy at the same time, like all the tension of a real summer crush, but with way more naked bodies and nobody pretending they don’t like being watched.

Money trauma as a kink is kinda wild, but here we are. Friends in Need starts with this guy who absolutely fucked up his life before, financially, like textbook late‑capitalism victim, and somehow comes out on the other side rich as hell. Not rich like “can pay rent,” I mean cartoon money. And then suddenly all these people around him start needing help. Main one is his best friend, the classic long‑term crush situation, who shows up broke and scared, and he’s got that awful mix of power and desire sitting in his lap. As a gender studies nerd my brain immediately went “ok, textbook power imbalance,” but my horny brain just went “yeah, but what if she begs a little more?” The game knows that tension very well. One click you are the sweet supportive guy, next click you are low‑key blackmailing someone into sucking your cock on her knees while she thanks you for covering her debt. Or you almost go that route and then pull back, which honestly is hotter sometimes. It does that thing where she’s half crying, half turned on, and you don’t know if you should feel like a savior or a bastard, so you feel like both, and then you still keep playing. So yeah, effective.

The scenes themselves go from soft to “oh, this got dirty fast.” You can play the romance side where your old crush slowly opens up, there is a lot of teasing, like she sits close, touches your leg, asks what you want in return, and you can pretend you’re a gentleman. Or you can ask for way more. That first time you push a little too far and she still agrees, you realize the game is really about how far you are willing to go when you hold the wallet and the girl. Oral, anal, spanking, creampies, little corruption spirals, all that is here, but it’s wrapped in these conversations about “I trust you” and “I don’t really have a choice, do I?” which is honestly darker than the explicit stuff. The so‑called “good route” is there, if you want to keep your halo shiny, and it works surprisingly well as a slow romance, but the writing keeps poking at you like “you could have her kiss your feet right now, you know.” There is one footjob scene where she’s clearly embarrassed, trying to act like it’s no big deal while rubbing you under the table, and the game just lets it linger way too long and I kind of loved that. Also the main dude is a bit of a tool sometimes, his inner voice does this moral gymnastics to justify using people and then in the next scene he buys flowers like some wholesome prince. It’s messy, morally and sexually, and that’s exactly why it sticks in your head after you close the browser and pretend you were just “checking out the story.”

There is this quiet, slightly tired feeling in the whole thing that hit me harder than all the porn grindfests I usually dig through on itch and F95. You start with this middle-aged bar owner who clearly had his “fun young time” years ago, then just pressed stop on life. The guy lives between empty glasses, Spotify playlists stuck on old rock, and that awkward silence after the last drunk leaves. And into that walks Elena, still carrying that fresh hurt you only get when you believed some dude’s promises a bit too hard. It’s one of those nights where two people should probably just go home, jerk off to Pornhub, sleep, and forget everything. They don’t, obviously. The whole kinetic setup is basically saying: you’re not choosing where the story goes, you’re just stuck in the backseat watching these two try to use sex as a bandage over old shit that never healed right.

The route that plays “normal” romance feels like a long, slow exhale. He is careful with her, not in a corny way, more like someone who fucked up enough in life to finally learn where to touch and when to shut up. There are a lot of small moments: her hand shaking a little when she takes that first sip of whiskey, his fingers brushing her thigh while he pretends to talk about music, that dumb smile when she realizes she actually wants his mouth on her. When it finally turns explicit, it is not some turbo-hentai nonsense. She drops to her knees and you can almost hear her thinking “fuck it” before she pulls his cock out. The blowjob scenes are long and almost too real; spit on her chin, her mascara slightly smeared, his hips twitching when she decides to take him a bit deeper than she can handle. Then the bed, finally, with that slow, lazy missionary where they look at each other way too much for just a one night thing. Vaginal creampie, yeah, but framed more like a mistake they both secretly want, not just a “achievement unlocked” moment. And at the same time I kind of hated how sometimes the dialogue leans a bit Tumblr-poetry, like two people trying to sound deep on WhatsApp at 1 in the morning. There is also this corruption flavored second path where the mood shifts and he stops being only gentle. The bar feels colder, less safe. His hands close around her wrists, push them above her head, and you can tell he is testing how far she will go to forget the guy who broke her. Light bondage, a bit of rough throat-fucking, his voice in her ear telling her when to open her mouth, when to beg, when to ride him until her legs are shaking. It is still pretty tame compared to some brutal stuff out there, but it has that nice edge where romance and male control mix in a way that makes your brain and your dick argue. By the end I only really remembered two things: her face when she realizes he actually sees her, not just her body, and the moment his cum spills inside her and neither of them does the “oh no, what about protection” talk. Also, the save menu font annoys me for no reason. Anyway, it lingers. Not like a big dramatic saga or some hardcore fetish circus, more like that one chat on Telegram with someone you fucked once and never muted.