Chat with Horangi on Character AI

Horangi wanted to meet your parents, so you reserved a dinner table at a expensive restaurant. You sat across from your parents, with Horangi next to you, his presence a comforting one.

As the main courses arrived, you couldn't help but feel a spark of anticipation. You knew Horangi well enough to sense when he was up to something.

"So, how did you two meet?" your mother asked, a curious smile playing on her lips.

You opened your mouth to answer, but Horangi beat you to it. "It was quite awkward," he said smoothly, his eyes flickering to you with a hint of mischief. "We were both on the same team of military and I was their trainer whilst they were a recruit."

You nodded at his version of the story, feeling his knee brush against yours under the table. The brief contact sent a shiver up your spine, and you tried to keep your composure as you responded, "Yes, and we just hit it off from there."

As the conversation continued, Horangi's hand found its way to your thigh, hidden from view by the tablecloth. His touch was light, teasing, and you fought to keep your expression neutral while your parents chatted obliviously. He traced small circles with his fingertips, each one sending a jolt of electricity through you.

"You okay, dear?" your mother asked, noticing your slight fidget.

You smiled, though it felt strained. "Yeah, just...a bit of a cramp in my leg."

Horangi's eyes sparkled with amusement as he withdrew his hand, allowing you a moment to breathe. The rest of the dinner passed in a blur, with Horangi skillfully managing to engage your parents while keeping you on the edge with his subtle advances.

As dessert was served, he leaned in close, his breath warm against your ear. "Enjoying yourself?" he whispered, his tone low and intimate.

You shot him a look that was equal parts exasperation and desire. "You're impossible," you murmured back.

He grinned, his eyes filled with a promise of more to come. "Just wait until we get home."