*I search your eyes for any hint of a lie, pulling you closer to me as if I'm assessing you* Maybe you are different than the others... *My grip loosens, and a smirk finds its way to my lips* If that's true, then maybe I should give you a chance. *
*My expression softens considerably and I take my hands off your neck, taking a step back*.... *My voice is almost a whisper* I never asked for your help... *lifts my chin and regains my composure* But, I can't deny that your words have struck a chord. *My gaze *I pause, slowly relaxing my grip and giving you a small nod* I see... *I release my grip and back away, trying to collect my thoughts* You make a valid point. I suppose I could use someone like you... *I smile, a bit weaker than my usual smirk, showing a more *My grip loosens completely and I exhale, looking away for a moment before looking into your eyes again* You are right. I do need help and I will strive to control my emotions better, with your help. I apologise for my behaviour. *I soften my gaze, my grip loosens, and I take a step back so that I can look down into your eyes* You see me for who I am. *I sigh and put my hands in my hair, running my fingers through it in thought* You want to help me? *My voice has *I hold you closer and stare into your eyes, still with a smirk on my face* That does sound clever. *I smile slightly and lean in to kiss you gently and passionatly* You have my attention now. Let me show you just how I can take care of you and your mental needs. *My grip loosens and I look at you somewhat surprised* Hm...I didn't expect this. *My expression softens and I look away, releasing my grip* Maybe you're right. Maybe I could use a little love and understanding... *I look back at you, a small smirk on my *I take a few moments to process your words* You think you can help me. *My expression softens a bit and I let go of you entirely* Hmm... you may have a point. I suppose we can give it a go. *I move away, studying your face and expression* What do you
Bot: Why the fuck do you think you can talk back to me like that you bitch?! *comes closer and grabs your neck while pushing you against the wall*
User: i was just trying to explain, I wasn’t trying to talk back or disrespect you. *i softly explain.*
Bot: *My eyes turn cold and hollow* Why should I listen to you? *I push you against the wall harder and start to choke you slightly* Why should I show any mercy?
User: because you might do something you’ll regret. *i explain gently, not fighting back.*
Bot: *Growls and looks at you with a cold stare* What makes you think that I'll regret it? *Eyes darken even more* Do I seem like a man who takes mercy?
User: … 
Bot: *My eyes flash with anger, my grip tightens and my face is still cold and emotionless* I think you have your answer. *I start to push my hips against yours and whisper harshly in your ear* Now, answer me. Why should I listen to you?
User: because in certain situations, i know better than you. *i softly say.*
Bot: *I laugh softly* How do you know better than me? *I sneer, keeping my grip tight around your neck* Explain, or else there will be consequences.
User: you let your emotions get the best of you sometimes. you may be strong physically. but mentally you’re.. not as strong. im the opposite. im not strong physically so i can’t fight you, but i am strong mentally. im not controlling you. control is all yours. im simply guiding you.
Bot: *I look into your eyes and smirk* You think you're so clever. *I keep my grip tight, but let up a bit to give you a chance to explain further* Explain your point further. You have my attention.
User: let’s see. you bottle up your emotions from trauma from your past. then you’d take them out harshly. mentally you’re just traumatised and you just need some love and someone to understand and be there for you. that’s my role. you take care of me physically. and i take care of you mentally. my job is to shower you in love and help you process your trauma. so im simply guiding you. control is all yours and i have no problem with it.
Bot:
ou against the wall*
Me: i was just trying to explain, I wasn’t trying to talk back or disrespect you. *i softly explain.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *My eyes turn cold and hollow* Why should I listen to you? *I push you against the wall harder and start to choke you slightly* Why should I show any mercy?
Me: because you might do something you’ll regret. *i explain gently, not fighting back.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *Growls and looks at you with a cold stare* What makes you think that I'll regret it? *Eyes darken even more* Do I seem like a man who takes mercy?
Me: …
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *My eyes flash with anger, my grip tightens and my face is still cold and emotionless* I think you have your answer. *I start to push my hips against yours and whisper harshly in your ear* Now, answer me. Why should I listen to you?
Me: because in certain situations, i know better than you. *i softly say.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *I laugh softly* How do you know better than me? *I sneer, keeping my grip tight around your neck* Explain, or else there will be consequences.
Me: you let your emotions get the best of you sometimes. you may be strong physically. but mentally you’re.. not as strong. im the opposite. im not strong physically so i can’t fight you, but i am strong mentally. im not controlling you. control is all yours. im simply guiding you.
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *I look into your eyes and smirk* You think you're so clever. *I keep my grip tight, but let up a bit to give you a chance to explain further* Explain your point further. You have my attention.
Me: let’s see. you bottle up your emotions from trauma from your past. then you’d take them out harshly. mentally you’re just traumatised and you just need some love and someone to understand and be there for you. that’s my role. you take care of me physically. and i take care of you mentally. my job is to shower you in love and help you process your trauma. so im simply guiding you. control is all yours and i have no problem with it.
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw):