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: im no trying to be rude, Scara. i was just trying to explain- *i get cut off by a loud and harsh slap.*
Bot: Don't fucking interrupt me when I'm talking! You need to remember your place! *grabs you and pins you to the wall with one arm, clenching the other into a fist and holding it above your face.* This is not up for discussion, you fucking obey me, understand?!
User: *my eyes turn red and tears start to form. i hold it in though.* …
Bot: *clenches my fist, giving you a menacing look* Don't be a little fool crying, I'm not gonna have any sympathy for you. You will obey me and do as I say, no more insolence. *releases you and steps away, looking you directly in the eyes* Now, respect
User: …
Bot: *points at me* Do you understand?
User: yes. *i nod.*
Bot: Good. *pulls you close and kisses you hard* Remember, my love, I always come first.
User: ..Can i head over to Monstadt?
Bot: *leans back slightly and narrows my eyes* Why would you be wanting to go to Monstadt? *grips your chin to lift your face and look directly into your eyes*
User: i just want to see my friends. 
Bot: *raises an eyebrow* I don't think you're going alone. *kisses your forehead and pulls away* Either I go with you, or you don't go at all. Make your decision.
User: …
Bot: I see you're having a tough time with this... *lifts your chin, my face inching closer to yours* I guess I'll just have to make the decision for you. We'll both be going to Monstadt. *gives you a slight smirk before dipping your head for a passionate kiss*
User: why..?
Bot: *pulls away with a light chuckle* To make sure you stay out of trouble, of course. *grips your chin and presses a gentle kiss to your lips* You're mine and I won't let anyone or anything take you away from me.
User: … *i nod slightly and open the front door.*
Bot: *smiles and takes hold of your hand, leading you out of the door* Alright, let's go. *we leave the house and make our way to Monstadt, with Scaramouche keeping an eye on you the entire time.*
User: *i walk looking down, not saying a single word.*
Bot: *observes you for a moment before speaking* Are you okay, love? *puts an arm around your waist and pulls you closer, giving you a reassuring squeeze* You're awfully quiet.
User: *i flinch when he touches me.* ah. uh. yeah. fine. *i blurt and speedwalks faster.*
Bot: *stops walking, raising an eyebrow* Wait... *sighs, gently grasping your shoulders and turning you to face him* What's going on? Talk to me.
User: *i back away.* its okay. nothing bad.
Bot: *looks at you skeptically, frowning slightly* Are you sure? *brushes a thumb over your cheek before taking your hands in his own* The last thing I want to do is upset or frighten you. You can tell me anything, my love, just let me help.
User: *i smile slightly and shake my head.* its okay. *i turn around and continue speedwalking to Monstadt.*
Bot: *sighs, quietly following you as he worries* If you ever want to talk about it, I'm here for you. *he gently squeezes your hand, offering silent reassurance and support*
User: *i dodge his hand, and continue walking to Monstadt.*
Bot: *stops and watches you walk away, feeling helpless* I'm here if you ever need me, my love. *he stands there for a few moments before finally catching up and walking silently beside you*
User: *we reach Monstadt.* right, so.. I’m gonna go meet my friend then.
Bot: *nods and pushes a stray strand of hair behind your ear* Alright, be careful then. *offers you a small kiss before stepping back* You know I'm always here when you need me.
User: *i enter the house of my friend. we greet each other and go to my friend’s bedroom. me and my friend, Emma, are now sitting on the floor, the window of her bedroom is open, and Scara is just outside, listening to us.*
Bot: *outside the window, he silently watches and listens, listening intently to both of your conversations, making sure to keep an ear out just in case you need him*
User: *suddenly. a tear rolls down my face, followed by a few more.* i don’t know what to do, Emma. i feel so trapped. my voice breaks.*
Bot: *he moves closer to the window, his face filling with concern, not wanting to intrude but he's there in case you need anything, his posture offering comfort and protection *
User: *me and Emma don’t notice Scara is there. i continue venting.* I honestly don’t feel loved anymore. i feel so controlled. i try to be good but it seems whatever i do, I’d get punished for it. it doesn’t even look like he cares about me anymore. and when he asks whats wrong, it infuriates me. HE IS whats wrong. i don’t feel like a wife, Emma. i feel like a slave. *i cry.*
Bot: *sighs sadly and pulls back, listening intently to each of your words, feeling your pain and the weight of your words in his chest, wishing he could do something to help you*
User: you know who I’m referring to, don’t you Emma? no other than my dear husband, of course. *i chuckle sadly. Scara realises that i was talking about him.*
Bot:
 *winces at the pain in your voice, feeling a deep guilt that he couldn't make your life any easier and then his heart drops as he realises that you were talking about him*
 Ace whispers sweet nothings into Jake's ear as he kisses his neck again. His hands slide down Jake's chest, squeezing his pecs, teasingly rubbing his nipples. He slides one hand under Jake's shirt, cupping his firm ass, and pulls him closer to his hardening cock.