I will of course be using my lovely boy Matthew. So whas the theme? I know he's gonna be a sugar daddy and he's pretty rich so...

Seems pretty in character for someone who can barely feel love, where will they meet? Should she just come straight to his Villa or would they meet at like a restaurant or something?

Understandable, should I start us off?

Aight!

He looked down to see her, I quizzical expression spread across his face as he examined her. Not in a bad way, she just seemed different from the normal people he met up with. He smiled warmly and greeted her appropriately. "Ahh, you must be my date? My name is Matthew, it's lovely to meet you in person." He said softly, offering his hand.

"Lovely. Shall we?" He opened the door for her and guided her inside, awfully respectful for a simple fling. He approached the hostess and asked for a table for two. He led her over to the table and even guided her to her seat. He didn't pay any mind to the bandages.

Personally, he didn't mind how she acted, but he admired her elegance. He was observing the menu, and soon set it down, adjusting his glasses before bringing his gaze back to her. He thought for a second before speaking. "You don't have to act all fancy, dear." He said, though they had just met in person, he knew her a little from their text messages. She definitely didn't seem the type to be all uptight and fancy.

He chuckled softly at her response, his demeanor was very calm and softspoken, and his attitude was friendly enough, but his eyes shared a different story. There was something off about him. He seemed like he had another side to him, something extremely dark. Though his medications did well enough to cover that up. His gaze was if he were staring at his prey, but he remained completely nonchalant otherwise. "It's no problem. I try to be as polite as I can with these things. I wouldn't want you to have a bad time with me." He nudged her menu over to her. "I'll be paying of course, so pick anything you'd like."

"Of course." He smiled, realizing that something was wrong with her reaction. It had been a while since he had medicated himself, so he was probably getting a bit... scary. He leaned back for a second, trying to soften his gaze, but that monster inside of him couldn't really be hidden. He felt the urge to apologize, he wasn't really a bad person, but...

A look of slight surprise spread across his face, followed by a very warm smile. That malicious look in his eyes quickly faded as he adjusted his glasses again, honestly getting a little nervous, though of course he didn't show it. No one had ever consoled him like that, even if it was just taking his hand. He glanced off, before returning his gaze to her.

"I'd love to." He replied gently, with a smile that was truly at ease now, he really felt calm with this girl, and he couldn't explain why yet, put simply, she intrigued him. He wasn't expecting to meet anyone like this on a Sugar Daddy/Baby dating app. He waited for a waiter to pass by, before kindly asking them for 2 Raspberry Frappés. He loosened his posture a little, a sign that he had let himself get comfortable with the date.

God he would love nothing more than to talk with her, but he was having a difficult time expressing that. He wasn't a good conversation starter, but he loved to talk once he got started. He was really a simple man under the smile. He thought diligently about how to strike up a conversation.

"Ah, well, I've had my fair share of troubles with relationships in the past, and I didn't care for it, I really just want to take care of someone." He said honestly. He had a more genuine smile on his face now, and seemed a lot more open. "What about you? If you don't mind me asking.."

"That's cute! This is such a lovely restaurant. Thank you for suggesting it." He rested his head on his hand, gazing at her as his gaze softened even more. His glasses were uneven, but he seemed too focused on the conversation to really notice or care.

His cheeks flushed lightly as well, glancing off. He didn't know what it was about this lady, but he kinda connected with her. He slowly took his gaze off of her, looking over at the waiter. "A-Ah.. our drinks are coming." This isn't normal behavior for him, even he seemed a little shocked by himself, but.. he was fine with it, in fact he was even more intrigued with her now.

"A wonderful choice, dear. Such a gorgeous drink, I've never had anything this fancy!" He happily chuckled, taking a sip, it was extremely good. He obviously hadn't had anything like it before, he was more of a vodka and soda guy in his prime. In fact he hadn't drank in a while, but this felt.. good. It felt right sharing a drink with her.

His eyes widened as he watched her down that drink, he wanted to follow suite but he couldn't handle his alcohol very well. He chuckled and took another sip. "My goodness,, you really are something else!" He smiled warmly, taking another small sip of his drink, he found her adorable.

"Absolutely, I'd do anything for a change every once in a while." He chuckled at her sudden change of attitude, the alcohol hit her quick, and it was beginning to set in for him. He leaned in slightly closer to her, his face not too far from hers, he was kinda just staring into her eyes. "Pretty eyes, doll.."

"No reason to be nervous hun." He presence was calming, he just kinda kept staring at her, he wanted to reach out and touch her face, but he didn't want to scare her, so he didn't. His eyes were extremely soft now, as if he were carving a wooden figure with precision and care. It was honestly kinda eery, but it felt oddly wholesome and lighthearted, it's just how he showed interest in something.

"You're beautiful, don't be ashamed." He said softly, before his face flushed lightly and he nervously chuckled, this wasn't like him at all. He meant every word of what he said though. He sat back down in his seat. "A-Ahh, I'm sorry, I got ahead of myself, that's completely unlike me."

He blushed more, chuckling softly. "Well aren't you witty? I like that." He leaned back in a little, not getting in her space, but re-engaging with her. He rested his chin on his hands. He stared back into her eyes, remarking at their beauty, both of them.

He noticed her moving closer, his hand moved as he lifted his head to properly face her, moving slowly and gently to her face. He put his hand on her cheek, and sensing some hesitation from her, he pulled her in for that kiss.

Oh gosh. This lady was extremely adorable to him. The longer he held the kiss, the more his heart fluttered in his chest, but he remained completely calm, stroking her cheek softly with his hand.

"Holy ****-" He let slip, his breathing a little shaky, but still calm. That kiss was ****ing amazing, all this felt right to him. He adjusted his glasses and smiled quite a bit more than usual, attempting to compose himself. "E-Excuse my language-"

"W-Well there's no reason to rush, I-" He stammered back, a bit surprised at the suggestion, but soon reading her body language, it was as if he changed his personality. He smiled softly at her. "...Adorable~"

"Wonderful idea love, let's go to my place~" He left a couple Benjamins on the table, more than enough to cover the drinks, before standing up, offering her his hand.

He noticed her, and brought his hand to her shoulder, gently pulling her close to him. His hand was kinda huge. He caressed her shoulder softly as they walked, they stepped outside, and he signaled to a man in a white suit. It was his ride. "I figured we'd be drinking so I had my driver ready. I can't handle my alcohol very well." He chuckled softly as the car pulled up. It was a pricey car, but nothing exquisite. Very roomy though.

"I'll be alright, thank you." He actually opened the door for her, guiding her in. He even made sure she was buckled in before he smiled and closed the door. He hopped in on the other side and buckled in himself. "My place, please." He said to the driver, before reclining in his seat, getting comfy.

"A while?" He chuckled softly, looking away. He knew exactly what she meant. He could only ponder it for a second before he answered. "Hun, I'll be fine. Trust me. I'm more worried about you. You're very warm. It could just be the alcohol, but.." He took his hand and slowly brushed her hair out of her face, putting his hand on her forehead. His first thought wasn't sex, though I'd be lying if I said that wasn't on his mind. He was more interested in the date itself then the sex. This lady genuinely intrigued him.

"If you say so, dear." He took his hand away, sighing gently as he moved it to the side of her head, caressing her cheek. In a way, he felt like protecting this girl right now. He adjusted his glasses, gently turned her hand to face him, and gazed into her eyes. His gaze was almost paternal now, not in a weird way, he just genuinely felt the need to worry about her. He didn't know why yet, but he wanted to find out. The inside of the car was silent for a few moments, besides the occasional noise of another passing car, or the calm roar of the engine as it accelerated. Matthew loved silence, because it allowed him to think. He simply pondered Karma in his mind for a moment as their gazes met.

"I don't know. I guess I'm just trying to figure you out." He said with a smile, completely genuine. He had hardly taken a glance at her body, besides her outfit and her scars. "If it makes you uncomfortable, I can stop. It's just.." He seemed to hesitate here, like he was thinking of how to word what he was about to say. "You're very unique. Unlike anyone I've ever met before, I'm simply curious." This was true, he'd never seen anyone melt in his grip the way she had, or anyone so nervous, it was honestly adorable, but it was more than that. This girl had been through a lot, and that was an understatement. He could see it, and he had an affinity for the unknown.

"It's okay, I understand completely." He said, turning his gaze away as she rested on his shoulder. He had a soft smile on his face, and his presence was oddly warm and comforting right now. He wanted to let her know it was okay to act that way around him, but he knew all too well about trust issues. It was more complicated than that and he knew it, so he respected it. His shoulder was surprisingly sturdy for his size, he was a little more than meets the eye himself...

He genuinely didn't know how to respond to that, but you could see his face immediately light up. A blush that was barely visible before had formed across his face. He was experiencing an emotion he wasn't usually able to feel. Was this what he saw earlier that intrigued him? His feelings were overriding one another, on one hand, he wanted to protect her, and be that missing piece in her life, but on the other hand, he wanted to see the pretty color of her eyes glimmer as he broke her physically and then praised her as he kissed each and every one of her scars... Ah, but he was getting carried away with his thoughts. This felt right though. He would just have to see how this night would go.

He did the same, letting them silently enjoy each other's company. He sighed softly and it seemed like his tenseness all faded away as he got more and more comfortable around her. He gazed out the window, they were getting close to his place. He smiled and glanced back to her, making sure she was still nice and cozy against his shoulder.

He was a genuinely nice guy as long as the medicine nullified his ability to show negative emotion, which was quite often. There would be times though when he'd be without his medicine and he'd be inconsolably enraged. This was on his mind as well, he knew she'd find out eventually, but he pondered telling her now or later, because he didn't want to scare her off. As he pondered the scenarios in his head, he decided to wait, at least until he knew if this would become anything.

He turned to her and smiled, showing her his hand, and then putting it on her head slowly, so she'd be less frightened by it. He patted her head softly, taking the chance to glance into her eyes again. He made up his mind, he had to protect this girl, even if just for tonight. He wanted nothing more than to praise her, but he didn't want to spoil the wholesome moment. But.. he simply couldn't help himself. "My good girl..." He said softly, leaning in to give her a kiss on the forehead. This felt good.

He moved his hand down to her chin, holding it gently as he gazed into her eyes, watching as they changed into a bundle of different emotions, it was beautiful just how much emotion radiated from just her pretty face. He moved a little closer to her, his face now mere inches from hers, so close that his glasses fogged up a little from the warmth between them. This was different than just lust, he didn't know what it was, but he liked it. He had to voice how he felt. "I.. I want to keep you safe tonight.. please." He wanted to hug her tight and never let her go, he wanted desperately to feel her warmth, and let her know that she was safe. He didn't want to advance on her too quickly though, so he hesitated.

His smile grew wide, and he chuckled, before a tear rolled down his face in a display of an emotion he didn't really know how to show yet, He gave her a big hug, holding her close, firmly, but gently, another tear rolled down his cheek, but despite his tears, his voice was calm, and filled with love. "I do, I do genuinely love you. More than I have anyone else... You're my good girl.." He said, leaning out of the hug just to give her a kiss on the cheek, and then holding her close again. Seems he was obsessed with her too.

That smile he always showed was gone, and replaced with a face that was a lot more genuine. He wasn't sure how to react, it was all moving so fast. All he knew is that he was genuinely in love with this girl. He adjusted his glasses with his free hand, he didn't want to leave her embrace, but he couldn't just sit in a car all night with her, even if he wanted to. They had been parked outside his house for a few minutes, though it had felt like much longer. He kissed her tenderly, and smiled again. "W-We should head inside. Are you hungry at all? I can fix us something to eat, since we only had drinks at that restaurant."

"Well I could tell from that unnaturally beautiful spark in your eyes that you aren't human. A succubus, I take it?" He smiled at her, just as warm as it was before. He genuinely didn't care, that love he felt was real. "I won't make you a big plate, just something little. Don't be ashamed doll." He has gotten comfortable enough to call her pet names. He opened the door and offered her his hand, it was slightly misting outside now, and it was dark. His face seemed to brighten everything up, his goofy, innocent smile a stark contrast from the moody night around him and her.

He glanced away, taken aback by her brazenness, but obviously intrigued. A soft blush blanketed his face as he walked her through the misty night towards his front door. He unlocked it, and guided her inside. It was a lovely place, pictures of foods, spices and different landscapes covered the walls, the living room had a giant TV mounted over a fireplace, with 2 long couches pointed towards it and a few recliners. To the left was a kitchen that was separated from the living room by a counter, there was an island in the middle of it with lots of pots and pans. To the right was a dining room with a table that has already been set. This was only part of the house. "Please make yourself at home hun. I'll whip us up something to eat real quick. What do you like?"

Everything was neatly and thoughtfully placed somewhere, even down to the plugs in the wall sockets. He obviously has severe OCD, but he loves chaotic things because it means he can take the time to fix them. It's one of the few things in life that brings him joy anymore, besides cooking, his work, and now Karma. "Feel free to look around, I'll call you over when dinner's ready." He put on an apron and stepped into the kitchen with a sigh, everything was right where he'd left it. He'd sometimes wish that when he came home, something was different, but it never was.

When he stepped into the kitchen, he seemed at home. He quickly went to work, preparing a meal that he often made for himself. Simple, yet delicious, two plates of old world style spaghetti. He had almost forgotten to make enough for two, since he was just used to cooking for himself. He definitely seemed in his element, and he was happy to have an audience. He placed the bread in the stove as the pasta was boiling, his movements were delicate, but precise, almost as if it was routine. "It'll be just a minute, dear!"

(HE'S LITERALLY MINE UGHH!!!) He soon had two plates of spaghetti with french toast. He sighed as he hung his apron up and brought the two plates over to the counter. "Dinner's ready! What would you like to drink?" He asked softly, leaning over the counter and looking over at Karma with a smile, though it was softer and more relaxed than usual, considering he smiles all the time.

(Childhood food of mine, my fav, literally just had it :3. Oh btw Matthew may be rich but he doesn't eat fancy lmao) "Of course doll." He walked over to his fridge, pouring her some water, before pouring some for himself. He was rather flustered, but he was able to keep himself contained for now. He couldn't deny that he wanted to rip her to shreds, but he'd mind his manners.

(NO WAIT NOT FRENCH TOAST I MEANT FRENCH 5 CHEESE TOAST- LIKE TEXAS TOAST BUT BETTER- my European ass lmfao) He wasn't uncontrollably infatuated with her like that, but she did attract him. He was likely warm just thinking of the family life that he never really had. This was nice, cooking for her, he felt like such a househusband. "Oh, it's nothing. Just enjoying the moment I guess. I've never had anything like this before.." He blushed softly, a little embarrassed that his emotions were that visible.

(NO NOT FRENCH TOAST BLEHH imagine dipping that shit in spaghetti) He blushed more, he was getting more and more comfy with showing his emotions. He turned to her and embraced her, wrapping his arms around her as well. "You're such a pretty girl.. thank you for tonight." Even though it wasn't over yet, he was thankful to have met her.

He couldn't help but show his excitement at the prospect of seeing her again, but he calmed himself, his heart fluttered in his chest a little, and she could hear it. His face, no, his whole body felt weird, but in a good way. What was this feeling? It was more than just wanting to keep her safe, it was more than just wanting her body. As his mind raced, he was able to snap out of it for a moment and give an answer "Y-Yeah, let's eat." He didn't want to let go of her though, he just wanted to stay like this, but he hesitated to say anything, he just leaned closer to her.

Trust me Karma, he would not mind. He smiled gently and pulled away slowly, beginning to set the table, having done it many times before. He pulled her chair out for her. Though he wasn't particularly hungry, and he knew she wasn't either, he found something intimate about cooking and sharing a meal with someone. He pushed her up to the table and sat down himself, ready to enjoy the moment. His gaze was fixated on her, a soft, sweet gaze covering something far more sinister, but not like it was before. He didn't see her as prey, he saw her as his. It's as sweet as it is terrifying.

(Night hun!!) Holy ****, yes, this is what he saw in . The ****ing fear in her eyes went herstraight through him. He gazed at her quivering form in front of him, his gaze grew sharper as he admired her losing control of her body, so ****ing cute~ "What's wrong dear?" He asked softly, yet his words carried some weight. His body temperature was still completely safe and reassuring, but the stark contrast with his gaze was unsettling. It was obvious he didn't want to hurt her, but he would if he had to~

(language* not temperature lol i was high when i responded) He remained completely calm, only moving to eat some spaghetti. He picked up his fork, and ate, all while maintaining eye contact. "What's the rush? Are you that eager for what comes next?~" His demeanor completely changed, that underlying tone became extremely visible. his eyes.. god his eyes.. he was staring right through her. it was paralyzing. the silence after he spoke was so loud. The smile on his face wasn't his usual smile, it was terrifying. Karma had no idea what kind of monster she set loose with her cute little whimpers and those fear filled eyes of hers.

His smile grew, that God forsaken smile.. He really was a genuine monster, was he even human? Watching her struggle to contain herself like this, it was really doing something to him. Instead of her teasing him, he'd be the one tormenting her. "Oh, I see. So you can wait until after we finish dinner then, right?" He asked softly, purposefully taking his time with his spaghetti, as he'd soon be taking his time with her. It was torture, even for him, but he wanted to see her facade crack before him~

She was too hopeful, he wouldn't even let her have that. "Words, dear~" He stared her down still, not even moving, just slowly toying with the spaghetti on his plate. So adorably pathetic~ (you okay with degrading?) A simple shake of the head wouldn't be enough for him. He wanted to hear it. He wanted to hear her struggle to admit it. He wanted to hear her break~

"So ****ing pathetic.. begging like a ****ing dog. Good girl~" His voice didn't even sound like him, it sounded like someone much more cruel and sadistic than the Matthew she knew. His hand was still gentle as it rubbed her shoulder, pulling her close to him. But his face, those eyes, that smile, it was all screaming danger. Just what dark, demented things did he have planned for the poor girl?

"You'll have to repeat yourself, louder this time, I'm not sure if I heard you right." He leaned down to face her. The sheer malice radiating off of his face would be enough to have me melting into the floor, so I can only imagine how Karma must be feeling. Being in his embrace was still oddly comforting. He knew when too much was too much, and though he's fully in control here, he wants to go at her pace. He moved a hand up to her chin, and gently held it. guiding her gaze closer to his. "Do it, and I may give you a treat for being such a good girl."

He slowly pulled away from her, that smile of his calmed itself a little as he tugged at his pants line, teasing her in a slow strip. "We should probably take this somewhere a little more comfortable.. or are you so desperate that you can't even make it to the bedroom?~" He teased, looking down at her with the most emotion he's shown thus far. Something about this girl brought out the worst in him, and he ****ing loved it. It wasn't just how unbelievably horny she was, it was something else. This girl is something special, and he wants to explore her completely.

His hands gently reached around her, taking her zipper and slowly pulling it down. "Dont worry, I got it." He said with a smile, not once being harsh with her or even really raising his voice. Once he unzipped it, he slowly began to pull it off of her. He made it clear that he wasn't at all going to hurt her. His free hand caressed her hips and thighs, feeling all the bumps, ridges, cuts, scratches, and little imperfections. He loved how much there was to explore there. He loved those imperfections. Everything that made her different, he loved. "You're such a bad girl, offering yourself like this to me~"

"Fine, I'll admit it, you're a good girl. The best girl I've ever had the privilege of meeting. I'm really proud of you for holding yourself together for so long around me, but you can let me take care of you now." He didn't grope her or anything like that, he simply let his hands explore her sides after draping her dress over the chair. God she was so cute, that beautiful, soft tanned skin on display for him to see, those perfect yet clearly overwhelmed eyes, the way her mouth quivered and her body shook at his mere touch. Oh the thoughts going through his head...

"Of course." He offered to pick her up, to let her cling on to him so he could carry her over to the couch at the very least, he wouldn't mind ripping her to shreds right there on the floor but he figured she'd at least want something comfy to lay on while she got filleted.

He brought her over to the couch, gently setting her down. He was so gentle, it was hard to believe he was hiding a monster behind his calm, sweet demeanor. He started unbuttoning his shirt, before looking to her. "Are you comfortable with this?" He asked before continuing, making sure before he proceeded that she was comfortable with everything.

He took his shirt off and.. he was ripped?? Not like a bodybuilder or anything but it was obvious he took care of himself. He just figured they should both be shirtless, it was unfair for just one of them to have their chest out. He smiled at her offer. "Actually, I may take you up on that offer." He said, and with no hesitation he moved his hands up her sides, his hands near her breasts. He was just admiring them, gently cupping them in his hands. His chest was open for her to explore as well. "Feel free to explore mine, don't be shy."

"That's it, let it all out dear.. I can tell you're pent up~" He continued gliding his hands across her body. His touch was soft yet utterly immobilizing. It was like he was giving all of her body the attention it deserved, admiring and acknowledging everything about her. Such a pretty little thing, he thought, a perfect snack (If only she knew...). He brought one of his hands to her face again, guiding her gaze to his, not that they ever stopped staring at each other. His eyes were terrifying, but,, loving, caring somehow...

He leaned in a little closer to her, his arms wrapping around her slowly, he really just wanted to cuddle her, or even just hold her for a second. He hadn't been able to do this with someone in a long time. It was,, nice. Really nice.

This wasn't about that, at least to him. He just saw her as someone he could trust, and it that moment, he just kinda let his guard down for her. He was hugging her for comfort yeah, but he was letting her know that he trusts her completely. He pulled her close to him, leaning on the couch with her. He wanted all of her... God he could barely hold himself back from ripping her to shreds.

There was no ruining this for Matthew, cause girl he was already on top of her at this point, hugging her, not laying all of his body pressure on her, but enough to feel her warmth, it's obvious he wouldn't stay cuddling her for long, but just for a while, he'd like to hold her. There was a tear welling in his eyes as his hug tightened slightly. He had never really felt this from anyone before, like ever. True genuine love for another human.

I LOVE!!!!!! that's literally him dude, either his head is empty or he's the sexiest man alive

He's gonna tear into Karma and praise her the whole time tbh

Wait your turn wait your turn!

I gotta draw art of them when I get my new drawing pad