Whitzz/544K-RP-Datasets huggingface dataset:
Thread: Punk Girl (Hat + Sibyelle)

Mm... She smiled, My hero... She continued to kiss his neck before her tongue slid over his neck. I should give you a nice reward.. She cooed, nibbling his neck slowly.
Thread: Punk Girl (Hat + Sibyelle)

I, uh,I, I really think you're not in, in the right f-frame of mind at at the moment. he managed, shuddering. It felt good. Very good. He leaned into the touches, his head screaming at him to stop, but his body telling him to go, go, go, as he took her back to the room and laid her back down.
Thread: Punk Girl (Hat + Sibyelle)

Come back.. She whined, grabbing onto his arm as he laid her on the bed, Don't leave me by myself.. She cooed, sitting up as she kissed his cheek and lips softly without hesitating.
Thread: Punk Girl (Hat + Sibyelle)

He frowned, nervous. O-ohkay, so... Ugh... er... nnnnf.... Fine! But first... I'm Gerald. Gerald, uh, Geromes. he said. Wh-what's your name? he asked, climbing into the bed nervously. He realized, now, her clothes were sopping wet. Oh, damn, you'll need, uh, need to change, or you'll catch cold... he managed.
Thread: Punk Girl (Hat + Sibyelle)

My name..? She said, tilting her head a bit at him. She was more wasted than she lead on to be. She laughed slowly before nodding, Oooh, my name is Lily. She then looked down at herself when he commented her clothes being wet. She giggled lightly, sitting up as she gripped onto the fabric of her shirt and yanked on it, Yeah, maybe I should, hm? She giggled, stripping off her shirt and tossed it to the side, revealing the lace red bra she wore underneath. Nice to meet you, Gerald and thank you for taking care of me..
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Gerald stammered for a moment. Undressing, she was undressing, stripping, stripping in front of him, taking off oh god oh goodness aaaaaaa. He composed himself. I, uh, I was just, just being a gentleman. he managed. The ground had been wet, very wet, where he'd found her, her shirt slapping the floor with a loud noise. A-and y-y-y-y-your uh your suh suh skirt? he asked, averting his eye but unable to resist looking at her.
Thread: Punk Girl (Hat + Sibyelle)

Oh! Oh yeah! She said happily, lifting her hands as she stripped off her skirt, wiggling out of it and dropping it also to the floor. She smiled at him, sitting up a bit as she revealed the red lace thong she wore underneath, There we go!
Thread: Punk Girl (Hat + Sibyelle)

Do you... like doing that? he asked, quietly. He was slowly growing used to the girl, even as her outfit slowly gathered at the floor in a wet pile. He was nervous and agitated but aroused, and that made him daring and a little more brave. Adrenelin flowed through him, his hands shaking.
Thread: Punk Girl (Hat + Sibyelle)

She gave a sharp nod as she sat down on the bed with her legs crossed. I love it. She said happily, Being naked..Well, half is okay too.
Thread: Punk Girl (Hat + Sibyelle)

I uh er uh. he managed, as she confessed to her enjoyment of being bare. Guh, uh, you should, er, get... get comcomcomfortable. he pushed the words out barely, not even believing what he was saying. I wuhwuhwuhwon't stop you.
Thread: Punk Girl (Hat + Sibyelle)

She smiled happily as she stood up on the bed and started to strip herself of her bra and underwear, tossing them onto the floor also. Woo! She giggled, jumping on the bed.
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He stared, now openly ogling her naked beauty, mouth agape. Is it... Is it really that fun? he managed, uncertain. I don't, don't understand.... aren't you embarrased? I can, I can see you... all of you...
Thread: Punk Girl (Hat + Sibyelle)

She sat down in front him as she blinked softly. She was still a little a bit drunk, obvious by the thoughtful look on her face. I believe being natural is wonderful. She said lightly, Besides, who doesn't like seeing someone naked.. She grinned slowly, rocking back and forth on the bed as she gazed at him, You should strip. She suggested, Maybe you'll be comfortable like meeeeee She cooed, rolling back on the bed.
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I, but, I'm not that, that handsome. he said, blushing deeply. A-and you, uh, you, you, you'd be able to see me n-n-n-naked. he stammered, holding onto his clothes tightly.
Thread: Punk Girl (Hat + Sibyelle)

And the problem with that is...? She cocked a brow, placing her hand on her hips as she smiled at him, Come on..Come on... She crawled over to him without another second of hesitating as she tugged on his shirt, Be naked with meeee!
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He frowned, looking around,then sighed. His parents wouldn't be home for another week. O-okay. just f-f-f-for a... for a bit. he said, unbuttoning his shirt and slipping it off shyly. His body was pale and slim, but smooth and soft. He looked away from her, his face and neck a very deep crimson.
Thread: Punk Girl (Hat + Sibyelle)

Oooh... She cooed, crawling over to him as she kissed his chest lightly, touching his bare shoulders as she lifted her gaze to look at him, Cute..
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I.... I'm c-c-cute? he asked, gasping at the touches. Y-y-you think, you think I'm cute, Lily? he asked. Y-y-you're Beautiful, Lily.... I'm j-j-just... he looked away, nervous.
Thread: Class Disturbances (Hat+Dreamer)

Mr. Delarosa sighed. She was late. As if her long list of infractions was not bad enough, she was late . An hour! A simple insult, is what it was. Ugh. He'd have a word with her regarding that. His office was large, but oddly, in the basement of the school. Concrete, bare walls and piping, with a small apartment to one side, complete with a bed, bathroom, and mini kitchen. Some kids needed more discipline, and then there were those who needed... above and beyond. The Extra Discipline Comittee was approved by the school board to do essentially whatever it pleased to students, with parent approval. Lots of rumours abounded about Delarosa, none good. Many kids feared him like the shadow of death. He was handsome, in a large, statuesque way, with short black hair and sharp blue eyes.
Thread: Class Disturbances (Hat+Dreamer)

The trip to Leanne's school's basement was one of the longest trips in her life. So long, that it was a necessary addition to stop at every possible opportunity to flirt and socialize with other students who lingered in the school. Each time, she would be ushered on by another teacher, who scolded and reminded her of her Extra Discipline appointment. She merely offered a sly smile to the apologetic looks that other students gave her before she started her way, once more, toward the basement. The process would be repeated, many times. It was a pretty large school after all. No one questioned as to why the young girl had an appointment with one of the toughest instructors known to the school. If her actions weren't enough, her complete disregard for the dress code was symbolic enough. Now that she had been pardoned from her classes for the day, she took the liberty to unbutton the first few buttons of her shirt to reveal a healthy portion of her cleavage. To make things worse, she 'accidentally' purchased a uniform one size too small for her, making her short skirt even shorter. None of the students ever bothered to complain, it just seemed natural for Leanne to dress the way she did. She would always preach to them If you've got it, flaunt it, and that she did. Her long, wavy brown hair cascaded over her shoulders in purposefully placed locks. Everything about her was careful, down to the specific brand of eyeliner that lightly accented her light brown eyes. With the kind of lifestyle that Leanne lead, she had no choice but to be precise and thought out with her look. Something that she took pride in. An hour or so after her original appointment time, Leanne eventually came strolling into Delarosa's office with a bounce in each step. Yo, D. She spoke in a very unprofessional manner, adding onto her absolutely lack of respect for authority. Sorry I'm late. I was helping an old lady across the street or... something.
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Delarosa sighed and pressed a button under his desk, and the door behind her slammed shut, an iron shutter sliding into place. Welcome home, Leanne. he said simply, standing up. Your infractions have reached such escalations that I've been forced to put you into my retraining program. Clearly, your disregard for authority is the root of the issue, so... he grinned. I will be teaching you for some time. You will remain here, sleeping in the adjecent room if needed. Your parents will be bringing in spare clothing tommorow. He pulled out a black uniform that was a single dress with a vest and a jacket, laying it on the desk. The alternate uniform for an EDC-victim student. From this moment on, you will be wearing this. Effective now. he said, holding out his hand for her current clothes.
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Leanne stopped in her tracks the moment his words hit her. Slowly she started to understand what she had gotten herself into. There were no other students here to interact with. No boys to toy with, no girls to gossip alongside. Essentially, Leanne was utterly alone in some pathetic excuse for a school prison. Any normal student would have backed down at that exact moment. Any normal student would have fallen to their knees and beg for forgiveness. Any normal student would be calling their parents and sobbing hysterically for hours in some hope that they would be released from this atrocity. Not Leanne, She refused to cave. Instead, Leanne proceeded to unbutton the rest of her shirt at a slow pace. Her expression was an uncaring one even though the wheels in her mind were working overtime. There had to be some way out of this, and she would be the one to figure it out. I do hope you know how to make good taco's Mr. Delarosa, because I have a strict diet of Taco night every Thursday. She said in a mocking tone before she shrugged her shirt off her shoulders carelessly, secretly thanking herself for remembering to put on her favorite black bra that morning.
Thread: Class Disturbances (Hat+Dreamer)

I'm not a monster, Leanne. he said. Skirt, too. he added. I'm a fine cook, being a bachelor for my whole life is a good teacher for it. Now, while you're wearing the special uniform, any teacher has authority similar to mine. Infractions are up to them to punish. Refusing punishments will get you sent to me. Am I clear, Leanne? he asked, folding up the shirt and tossing it into a shute behind him.
Thread: Class Disturbances (Hat+Dreamer)

That's not exactly fair. She challenged before she slid the skirt down her legs. Instead of bothering to lean down and pluck it off the ground. She lifted her leg up to him so that he could take it off her ankle himself. You know Mr. Thompson in room B-7 has been waiting for any chance he could get to gte me in that uniform so he could do some creepy old pervert stuff to me. I don't know how much you've been told, but I'm really not into guys old enough to be my grandparent. Really.
Thread: Class Disturbances (Hat+Dreamer)

He chuckled. There are limits present for the other teachers. They know them and will obey them. he said. Anything that happens to you from now on is your own fault. This is the situation you put yourself in, young lady. he said gruffly, taking the skirt and tossing it away as well. There we are. e said, satisfied. Now, there will be rewards for being obediant. I know how you work, how you think. So, reward for being obediant Go and get your books. They're in your locker, correct? he said, putting away the new uniform and opening the shutter. He smiled as he sat down.
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She stood in front of him, hands in her hips. You're going to make me go all the way back to get my books in my underwear? I'd rather have my old clothes back then. At least let me change, or chances are, with the guys at this school, I won't be making it back here with my books anytime soon.
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He nodded. All right. It's your reward, after all. he said, tossing her the dress with a grin. By the way, if you get out of that dress without permission, you'll be stuck without it for the rest of the day. Just a warning. I'll be making dinner for you while you're out. he said, rising.
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I feel so honored. She spoke, her voice dripping with sarcasm before she started to slide the dress on. Once Leanne was dressed, she adjusted it slightly so that it would suit her tastes a bit more. You're so kind, with all this forewarnings. She draped her hair over her shoulder before she started toward the exit. Right. I'm going to go get my books now. Be back in an hour or two.
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He grunted in reply. At the least, she told him when she would return. He rose, wandering into the mini-kitchen and getting to cooking, whistling to himself. Contrary to popular belief, he was not an evil or vile man. A bit perverted, maybe, but he was never unfair. He always made sure to cement the idea in the student's mind, this was the result of their actions. This was coming to them.
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I apologize for taking such a long time to reply! Needless to say, Leanne wasn't exaggerating when she lingered away from her punishment as long as possible. If anyone could dilly-dally in the hallways a few hours, she was the one to do it. She recounted her first experience with the teacher in melodramatic detail to each interested person she passed. Eventually, she made her way to her locker, and started to pull out all her books in a very slow, orderly manner. She wasn't in a rush after all. Eventually, she made her way back to Delarosa's office, dumping her books into one of the tables after she entered. I'm back.
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He walked around her, frowning as he inspected her. Well, you came back on time. he said. However, your skirt appears to be a full inch shorter, Leanne. Care to explain why?
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Leanne shrugged casually, folding her arms behind her back with an innocent smile. I don't know what you're talking about. It looks like the normal length to me. You must be getting old or something.
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Well, we'll need to measure it to be sure. he said, putting her meal in the microwave to heat it back up. So hand it over. he said, holding out his hand.
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By now, she should have been used to his extreme ways of proving her wrong, but this didn't stop her from staring at him for an extended period of time. You're kidding me right? When his expression betrayed no sign of joking, she heaved a heavy sigh and weaseled her way slowly out of her skirt, dropping it into his hands. You're such a perv, Teach.
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Me, a pervert? I suppose you're not used to people actually respond to your wiles. he said, placing the plate of food on his desk in front of her. Pervert is a term normally used to refer to those with twisted desires, not those who naturally feel attracted to a young woman blossoming into adulthood. he said, sitting down across from her, measuring the skirt carefully. It's clear. he said, smiling, handing it back.
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She eyed him before sliding her skirt back on, plopping into the seat in front of the food. The way you say that is way beyond reassuring in the least.. I'm just... going to eat and pretend you didn't say it. Then maybe if I eat nicely you'll let me leave. How about it?
Thread: Class Disturbances (Hat+Dreamer)

Your sentance is for two weeks. Fourteen days. You will go to classes. If your tendencies have not yet curbed in that time, then there will be another two weeks. he said with a smile. I will not act on any attraction personally unless you approach me first. Do not be worried.
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Well you won't have to worry about. She mumbled with a face full of food. I don't really plan on getting that desperate.
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He chuckled. As you say. he said simply. So... I just want to know... Why do you do these things? he asked, looking ove rher folder. Indecency in class, three counts. One involving a pair of scissors. One where you reportedly complained of the heat and unbuttoned your blouse entirely... he shook his head. I have some trouble undrestanding. Most of my... Students are those with issues of anger, or possibly vandalism. That i can understand. Not this. he laid out the papers, photographs that were quite implicitive spilling onto the waxed surface.
Thread: Class Disturbances (Hat+Dreamer)

The female glanced at the pictures and simply shrugged dramatically. Like I said.. it was really hot in there. It's not like I'm all self-conscious or anything.. so there's no real need for me to worry about it.
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He raised an eyebrow. You could have undone just one button. he said. Not nearly taken off your blouse. he said. There's also the other incidents, especially the one in shop class where the buffer...'ate your skirt'. You would have had to literally shove your skirt into the machine for it to rip it off like it did. Well, at any rate... he sighed. After you are finished with your meal, undress and go to bed. Your directions and clothes will be waiting in the morning. he rose, walking to the large iron door, which opened before him and closed behind him.
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For a guy complaining about being naked.. he sure is really in to stripping me a lot... Her gaze followed him while he went. What a weird guy... this is going to be a loooong punishment..
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Indeed. The cameras panned slowly. It was impossible to tell whether they were on, or not. The drawers of the desk were empty. The cot had a thick, warm blanket, and the matress was surprisingly comfy.
Thread: Holiday fun~ -private-

Allen yawned tiredly as he finally flagged down a taxi. 2030..Lakeside Terrace he murmured softly to the older male who was gazing back at him. With a tired shrug of his shoulders, the neko leans back on the semi-comfortable seats of the taxi and allows his tired eyes to flutter shut. The plane ride was longer than the small neko expected. Or wanted for that matter. Allen wasn't a fan of plane rides and often preferred the longer route-- the train. However, he wanted to make it to his friend's house as soon as possible--even if it risked him barfing up everything he'd eaten that day, and the train ride option wasn't on the list It was Thanksgiving, and he felt his holidays would be well spent with someone....someone special. Allen wasn't sure how long the ride was, all he knew was that he woke up just in time... It was amazing...a vision of pure beauty and grace compared to his little loft back home. He had made so much of himself since the last time they'd actually met...or even talked for that matter. As he recalled, this was a surprise for the other. Hm, I hope he's ho--whaa! Allen sunk to the floor like a rock in water, his luggage obviously too much for him. Suddenly allowing himself to stay up all night packing to save time wasn't such a great idea... Are you alright sir? the driver asked as he helped Allen to his feet. Nng...Yeah, just kind of over estimated thee--um weight of my suitcases... the brunette replied gazing down at his overly stuffed bags. I could carry them up to the door for you Allen purred happily at the suggestion nodding gratefully. Once they reached the top of the steps, Allen straightened out his coat and pulled down his scarf. Thank you so very much... he said to the driver as he dug into his coat pocket pulling out a wad of cash as he proceeded to repeatedly ring the doorbell
Thread: Holiday fun~ -private-

Ring. He glanced up from his seat on the couch, book in hand, long legs stretched out over the black leather. Ring. Jenson, are you going to get that? He called, before finally remembering he'd given his staff the holiday off. Luca gave a sigh, stretching leisurely as he slowly got to his feet, a blanket hanging over his bare broad shoulders, and his form fitting jeans hugging his hips. He hadn't been expecting anyone, most of his family was back east, and the few that wanted anything to do with him had their own plans for the holiday. The rest envied the success he'd made of his fathers company. He moved to the door, running slender fingers back through his dark red hair, getting it out of his face. He fully expected a door to door salesman, or a bible thumping Jehovah's witness- something along those lines. To his surprise he was met with an all too familiar face when he swung the door open, and he suddenly wished he was a bit more presentable. Allen! he said, in pure shock for a moment before the blanket fell and he wrapped his arms around the younger boy. Ick, it's freezing out here, come in He said, pulling his friend inside, and grabbing his luggage for him. You could have called, or... I don't know... what are you doing all the way out here? He asked, I mean, that's one hell of a trip.
Thread: Holiday fun~ -private-

I'm indeed a very lucky person Allen said to himself as he watches the door open. He was starting to doubt that his friend was home at all. He hadn't made it known he was coming by... Allen didn't even consider the thought of the other having plans of his own. He was rich and successful after all....usually rich people always had things to do. Well that's what he assumed anyhow. When the door swung open fully to reveal his longtime friend, his ears and tail perked up with excitement, a look of pure happiness washed across his doubtful face. He gladly embraced Luca....allowing himself to be pulled into his luxurious home. Hehee, I wanted my visit to be a surprise...since we haven't seen each other in a while n'all. Allen replied. With a tired yawn into cold hands, Allen decided to take off his coat. He wasn't dressed in anything fancy...all he wore beneath the rather large coat was a tight formfitting black turtle neck, black jeans, and black sneakers... Obviously, the neko was a huge fan of the color black. Lazily he slung his jacket and scarf over a nearby chair. He was still a little cold though, the cool night air leaving him with a chill. It was a long trip...kinda took another nap on the cab ride here... The brunette said with a laugh. So, how's life been going for ya? The neko asked with a curious tilt of his head. Being away from each other for quite some time, he wanted to know everything that had happened within the other's life. He always though Luca's life was a lot more exciting than his, and he adored it when the male would tell him about it.
Thread: Holiday fun~ -private-

Yeah, it's been too long. He said as he retrieved his blanket, pulling it around his shoulders. Lonely actually... I'm glad you came. I got invited to all sorts of work parties for the holiday, but there was something about being at a dinner with a bunch of other people who put work relations before family relations- I just couldn't bring myself to go. He said with a small shrug, But I think being home alone might have turned out worse. You know what I realized? He said as he set Allen's bags down by the stairs and headed into the kitchen, I have no idea how to cook a turkey, muchless an entire Thanksgiving meal. He said with a small laugh as he put a kettle on the stove to heat. Can I get you something to drink? Tea? Cocoa? Coffee? Something else? He asked. What about you? What have you been up to? He asked, leaning back against the counter, tightening his blanket against the chill.