This one feels like someone took a horny Mass Effect parody, put it through a blender, forgot the lid, and just went with the mess. In a good way. Mostly. The whole thing starts with your guy waking up in the wreck of his apartment after someone tried to blow him to pieces, which is honestly pretty relatable if you ever had a landlord. The galaxy is all shiny and far away from Earth, nobody even remembers what happened to the old blue ball, and the game just shrugs and says “who cares, go chase pussy and conspiracies.” You’re this male protagonist who should probably be dead, your partner has vanished, and instead of quiet investigation you end up jumping ship to ship, station to station, talking shit, flirting with literally everyone with a pulse, and getting dragged into bigger stuff you absolutely do not have the mental health for. It has that kind of sci‑fi vibe where half the tech doesn’t make sense and the characters treat it like a broken phone: hit it, swear at it, it works again.

The sex scenes are honestly the thing that hooked me more than the story, and I say this as someone who actually likes reading dialogue. The animations are not perfect, like sometimes a hand goes a bit weird, but there’s this dirty energy that feels more like watching amateur porn with a storyline instead of that cold factory stuff. There’s proper voice acting too, and it is wild how much that changes the vibe. Having a girl moan in your ear while she gives a handjob or goes down on you, actually reacting to what’s happening on screen, even if the accent is sometimes like “where are you from exactly, space IKEA?” I was playing on my phone with headphones on in a café and legit almost threw my phone when one of the girls started this breathy dirty talk in the middle of a footjob scene. People looked. I pretended I was just very emotional about Twitter. Sometimes the voice work is weirdly good, then it drops to kind of amateur level again, but honestly that makes it feel more human. Porn with slightly awkward timing is still porn. Also, the game is not shy with vaginal sex at all. You’ll go from small talk about ship repairs to raw pounding with like two lines of transition, and for some reason that harsh cut works better than all those “romantic” fades other games keep doing. Oh, and the harem angle sneaks up on you. First you think “ok, one girl, maybe two,” and next thing you’re in a situation where three women with different attitudes and body types are basically orbiting you, throwing jealousy and jokes, and sometimes getting on top of each other instead of you. There is one blowjob sequence where one girl keeps eye contact the whole time while another character is just offscreen arguing about some mission thing, and I swear that weird mix of plot and throat work is the most “real” porn gaming moment I had in months.

The part that surprised me was how casually it throws graphic violence in between the lewd bits. One second you’re watching your MC get a messy, spit‑heavy blowjob, the next scene shows someone’s body spaced, blood freezing in a way that made me go “ok, that’s actually nasty.” It is not tasteful at all, it is just “yep, space is cruel, anyway want a footjob later?” There’s this one fight where things go south and you see a character get shot point blank, and I honestly thought the game would cut away, but no, it stays there longer than needed. Made the following sex scene awkward in my brain for like five seconds, then there was this slow handjob with nice sound design and my brain just happily forgot the corpse. Brain is cheap like that. The sci‑fi humor is very hit and miss: sometimes it’s solid banter, like your guy roasting some alien for their stupid weapons, sometimes it sounds like Reddit trying to write Whedon dialogue. I actually laughed when a character made a completely wrong reference to some old Earth meme, like they half‑remembered it from corrupted archives. There’s also this tiny thing that annoyed me: the UI button for skipping voiced lines is just a bit too near the auto‑advance on mobile, so I kept fat‑fingering it on my Pixel and losing lines, and I’m still mildly pissed about that and it will never be fixed and I’ll die slightly angry. But then they hit me with another wet, noisy oral sex scene, the camera right where it should be, hips moving in that slow grind that feels heavier than the earlier quickies, and I just forget what I was complaining about. And then remember. And then forget again. Honestly, the whole game feels like that: messy, horny, a bit cruel, kind of funny, very unbalanced, but somehow you keep tapping the screen anyway, like a monkey in a lab that discovered the orgasm button.

MC comes back from college thinking it will be just boring summer at Grandma’s place, same old carpet smell, same TV shows, same fake polite hugs. Instead he walks into this weird tension with Grandma’s friend that hits way harder than it should. She is in that age where she pretends to be all proper and harmless, serving tea and talking about “the good old days”, but every camera angle and every line she drops is basically screaming “I know exactly what I’m doing, kid”. The game takes that classic landlady formula everybody here already knows by heart and just slaps a different kind of taboo on top of it. It’s not some wild harem power fantasy where every woman jumps on MC in five clicks. It’s more like being stuck in a house where the walls remember sex better than the people who live in it. Slow, pervy, sometimes awkward, sometimes way too hot for how dumb the setup actually is.

The pacing feels like a bad fanfic that somehow turns into your favorite one by chapter 7. At the start you get all the old tricks: “oops I walked in while she was in the shower”, “oops my hand slipped while she was half asleep on the couch”, that classic morning wood scene where nobody in the room behaves like a real person would, but that’s exactly why porn brains love it. And yeah, it’s shameless. You peek, you grope, you fake being innocent while the text basically shouts you’re not. But it leans into that fan-created energy, like somebody read ten thousand MILF/granny fics on AO3 and said “fine, I’ll just stitch all my favorite parts together and see what happens”. Choices are small on paper, like “do you stare at her ass longer or pretend not to see it”, but the way the scenes branch, you feel the heat building. Refuse one chance to be a creep and suddenly two scenes later she is not as flirty, take the risky option and now the air in the kitchen feels thicker every time you click next. It’s like those canon endings where the anime chickens out, and then the fan author comes in and fixes the sexual frustration with ten times more filth.

What I liked is how the game lets the grandmother sit in the background like this silent moral alarm that nobody listens to. You’re rubbing up against her friend in the hallway, brain screaming “this is so wrong”, but the script acts like it’s just another day. It has that weird charm of old Ren’Py porn where menus look cheap and the UI is slightly ugly, but you just don’t care because you’re too busy checking if the next scene finally crosses that line you thought it already crossed two scenes ago. Some events feel rushed, like a whole chunk of emotional build-up got deleted and replaced by “anyway, now she is horny, click here”. And the game has this annoying habit where a really good, tense moment just cuts off with a casual line that kills the vibe, but then five minutes later it hits you with a sleep-groping scene that is way more intense than it has any right to be. It kind of plays like a fan rewrite of an old landlady VN, where someone changed just enough labels so they don’t get yelled at, but kept all the dirty DNA inside. Half of it is stupid and half of it is hot, and sometimes those halves are the same scene.

MC comes back from college, thinks he is just going to crash in his old room, jerk off in peace and pretend to look for a job. Then Grandma pops in with this "old friend" of hers who looks like somebody took every milf / gilf fantasy tag from a porn site and put it into one thirsty woman. She is polite at first, all tea and cookies and "how is your studying", but the game is not subtle. The camera lingers on her tits too long, the way she sits on the couch shows too much thigh, she bends just a little too slow when she picks up something in front of MC. There is this really nice build up where she keeps "accidentally" touching him, brushing his leg, hugging him from behind in the kitchen. You can pretend to be innocent, but the game knows you are watching for that first shower peeping moment, and it delivers that early. You see her soaped up body in the foggy glass, big ass pushed back, tits heavy, and MC arguing with himself if he should keep watching or pull out his dick right there. Of course you do. The masturbation scenes feel kind of clumsy in a good way, like an actual horny college guy back in his childhood room, trying to be quiet while fapping to the sound of water and her humming.

The whole thing leans hard into this "forbidden but somehow wholesome" vibe. She tucks him into bed, strokes his hair, then next scene you are basically doing sleepy groping under the blanket while she pretends to be half-asleep. Some choices push you toward romance, cuddling and soft kissing, and then suddenly there is rimming, anal teasing and her guiding his hand over her soaked panties like she waited years for some real dick. One of my favorite bits is the morning wood scene, she walks in, freezes, but instead of screaming she just sits on the edge of the bed. The whole conversation is about "boys your age" and "you must be so frustrated" while her eyes are locked on his cock. If you play your answers right she ends up wrapping her fingers around it and giving this slow, almost shy handjob, saying dirty things in a calm grandma-friend voice. That mix between caretaker and total slut is messed up in exactly the way you expect from a landlady-style game, just older and kinkier. It goes from oral in the living room while some religious show plays in the background, to full-on groping in public, anal on the couch with a pillow over her face so the neighbors do not hear her, squirting on the bedspread Grandma picked. There is also some light maledom where MC starts taking control, spanking that thick ass, making her kiss his feet and worship his cock like it is the second coming. The game flirts a bit with the whole cheating angle if you read between the lines, she talks about her "late husband" and some hints about past lovers, but it never turns into drama, it stays in this horny bubble where everyone is just very eager to fuck MC.

You have all the usual corruption steps. At first she is shy about showing her nipples, later she is riding him reverse in the kitchen, big tits bouncing while she moans his name and begs for a creampie. There is a pretty hot foot scene where she makes him sit on the sofa, strips slow, then strokes him with her soles, pressing his shaft between her soft feet, licking her thumb and rubbing the tip until he almost loses it. She calls herself a "dirty old woman" and asks him to fill her up, and yeah, you can knock her up if you stick to raw sex and do not pull out. The pregnancy twist actually fits the story because she starts talking about feeling young again, about having "twins" as this crazy fantasy, like her body is trying to fight time using his seed. Some scenes get wild with toys too, like using a vibrator on her clit while she kneels between his legs, mouth full of cock, drool all over. The deepthroat art is a bit uneven here and there, and one lesbian side scene with another older woman is kind of rushed and not as hot as it could be, but it still gives that harem hint, like MC could slowly collect horny mature women from Grandma’s circle. There is light bdsm, collars, a bit of slave play where she kneels and calls him "sir", though it stays on the soft side, more teasing than hardcore. The writing swings between genuinely sweet romance and pure filth, sometimes in the same line. One moment she is cuddling him, stroking his chest hair and saying she is proud of him, next moment she is begging for anal, asking him to spit in her mouth and slap her big ass red. It feels messy, wrong, over the top and way too hot for how silly the basic premise is. You finish a scene with her covered in cum, smiling like a saint who just discovered a new religion, and you kind of hate yourself, then click "next day" anyway.

Main guy drags his ass back from college, broke, horny, thinking life is gonna be boring again, and instead he walks into this super weird domestic porn fantasy that feels half like a sitcom and half like that one filthy subreddit you only open in incognito. The whole setup is normal on paper: small house, quiet neighborhood, "behave yourself, dear," all that soft grandma energy. Then her friend shows up. And she is problem. Not in a "oops my towel slipped" way, more like she knows exactly what his cock is doing under the table and she enjoys watching him panic about it. She plays it sweet, offering cookies and cuddles, then five minutes later she has him hard as fuck from just tracing a finger on his knee while granny is in the next room talking about knitting. It starts slow, like wholesome teasing, almost cute, and then suddenly the same woman is making him lick her fingers clean after she stuffs his face in her pussy and calls it "practice."

What I liked is how the game leans into that whole "standard landlady porn plot but crooked." It has the expected peeping in the shower, sneaky hand under the blanket while someone "sleeps," those early morning scenes where he wakes up with a tent and somebody just happens to walk in and stare a bit too long. Only here the main target is this older friend who looks all classy on the outside, but the more affection points you stack, the filthier she gets. First she just gives him a soft handjob while shushing him, then she starts using toys on herself and making him watch like some obedient slave, then she flips and rides his face, talking about how long she waited for a young cock in this house. It jumps from sweet cuddling on the couch to "open your mouth and take my squirt" so fast that my brain had whiplash and my dick said thank you. There is some light romance sprinkled in there, like she actually cares, then ten seconds later she orders him to cum inside and says they’ll deal with a baby if it happens. Totally normal conversation topic over tea.

At some point the game just stops pretending anyone in that house is innocent. You get lesbian tension in the bathroom when grandma’s friend "helps" with washing, a random footjob under the table while the old lady complains about her back, a secret cosplay outfit hidden in the wardrobe that turns into this ridiculous scene where she pretends to be a strict dom teacher but keeps breaking character to laugh. There is groping everywhere, ass slaps that sound like someone dropping raw meat, titjobs that last way too long in a good way, even this weirdly tender moment where they cuddle after a brutal anal session and she talks about loneliness like it is nothing while he is still leaking cum. Sometimes she goes full femdom, sometimes she just melts and lets him take control, choking her lightly while she begs for creampie and calls him "my good boy" like that’s not the most twisted wholesome thing ever. I wish the game stopped fading to black on a couple specific kinks it clearly teases, but it never will, it just smiles at you and closes the door every time. Also there is one mug in the kitchen that keeps changing color between scenes and it pissed me off more than it should, but anyway, if you push her route hard enough and flirt like a total homewrecker, the house turns into a kind of slow-burn harem disaster where every "innocent" movie night feels like foreplay and you start wondering who is going to climb into his bed next.

The game starts with this dumbly simple setup: you drag your ass back home from college, expecting the usual boring landlady routine, and instead you walk into this weird, horny retirement crossover event. Grandma has a “friend” staying over, which already sounds suspicious, and the whole thing turns into a slow burn where you’re basically trying to fuck someone who should 100% be complaining about back pain, but instead she’s the one giving you a hard time. Literally. It leans into all the classic house-perv stuff: creeping past half-open doors, pretending you “accidentally” walk in on her while she’s half naked, morning wood scenes where you’re just waiting for her to notice that tent in the sheets and do something bad with it. The writing is shameless about it. You’re not some innocent guy; you’re clearly there to see how far you can push this woman who keeps acting proper while you’re checking out her ass in every room of the house.

The best part for me is when you start crossing that line from accidental to “yeah, we’re doing this on purpose.” There’s this shower bit where you’re clearly peeping, and the game doesn’t even try to hide that it wants you to stare. Water running down her body, her hand lingering way too long between her legs, like she’s either pretending not to notice you or she knows you’re on the other side of the glass and gets off on it. Later on, there’s a sleep scene where she’s napping in this totally un-grandma pose, shirt riding up, no bra, and the game straight up gives you the option to touch her while she’s out. No moral bullshit, no “are you sure?” pop up, just “do you grope or do you chicken out?” When your hand slides under her top and she shifts in her sleep, half moaning, half trying to stay “asleep”, it hits that pervy, wrong-but-hot vibe the game is clearly built around. And yeah, you’ll probably save scum it to see both outcomes, because who wouldn’t.

Her whole personality is this mix of old-school manners and dirty tension. She scolds you for not helping around the house, calls you a “young man” like she’s about to lecture you, then glances down at your crotch and lingers a second too long. There’s a breakfast scene where she sits across from you in this loose house dress, no underwear, and when you look closely you can see the hint of wetness on her inner thigh if you bother clicking. That’s the kind of tiny thing that actually made me smirk. The game wants you to be a creeper, it rewards you for it. You get scenes where she “accidentally” barges into your room, catches you jerking off, and instead of screaming, she just stands there frozen, staring at your cock, breathing heavy. Her excuses are so weak it’s funny: she came to “check the window” while you’re clearly mid-stroke, cum running down your hand. Later she tries to pretend nothing happened but then her skirt gets shorter, her neckline gets lower, and suddenly she’s bending over in front of you every five minutes. It’s not subtle, but subtlety is overrated when you’re watching a woman old enough to be a grandma kneel between your legs and wrap her lips around your shaft, pretending she’s only “helping you relieve some stress from your studies.” She takes it slow, holds eye contact, lips stretched tight, saliva running down your balls, one hand stroking, the other digging her nails into your thigh when you finally unload down her throat and she keeps swallowing like she’s been waiting for this the whole damn time.

Galaxies are dead quiet until somebody tries to blow you up in your own shitty space apartment. That is basically how this thing kicks off. One second your biggest problem is overdue space-rent and a fridge with one sad noodle box, next second the whole building goes up, alarms screaming, and you are crawling out of burning junk with some assassin still trying to finish the job. It feels chaotic in a fun way, not like “cinematic masterpiece,” more like “holy shit what just happened, also I kind of have a boner.” And then your partner is gone. Not dead, not clearly kidnapped, just missing, and everyone you ask acts like they absolutely know something but would rather jerk you off with sandpaper than tell you straight. The vibe is very “galactic conspiracy but also everyone is horny and kind of an idiot.” I liked it. I also hated how often I paused because some girl moaned in my headphones while I was in line at Starbucks, but that’s on me, not the dev.

Sex scenes are where it really stops pretending to be serious. One minute you are arguing with some merc chick over who screwed up the contract, next minute she has you pinned in the cargo bay, riding you slow while still half in armor, visor thrown off, voice actress just going for it. The animations are not perfect, you can see some janky loops sometimes, but honestly the slightly rough look makes it hotter. There is a blowjob in a cramped shuttle cockpit where she keeps glancing up to the starfield while your character is trying to keep the ship steady and failing badly. I had to grip my phone like it was going to escape. Handjobs pop up a lot too, not lazy ones, more like those teasing “I know you have questions about the missing partner but let me stroke you until you forget what you were asking” scenes. And they work. Too well. One dancer in a space-club drags your hands to her ass, gives you a lazy handjob through your pants, and you can choose to be a half-decent human or just pull her into the private room and go fully vaginal, legs around your waist, heels scraping your back. I absolutely went for the worst option. Twice.

What surprised me was how they play the more fucked up stuff next to the comedy. There is this ambush on a derelict station where enemies actually die ugly, blood on bulkheads, one guy basically torn open by some drone, and right after that you end up hiding out in a filthy maintenance room with a sarcastic engineer girl who is still covered in someone else’s blood while she casually jerks you off to “calm you down.” The contrast feels wrong in a good way. The game keeps dropping jokes in the middle of serious scenes, like the main dude cracks some stupid one-liner while he is literally balls deep in an alien officer, her boots pressed to his chest so it lowkey turns into a footjob halfway through. She keeps gasping in this clipped, aristocratic accent, trying to stay in control while he smacks into her harder and harder. Fully voiced, too, so your volume slider will become your best friend if you live with thin walls. The harem angle sneaks up on you, suddenly you realize you have a cynical pilot who likes oral in the cockpit, a shy scientist who lets you fuck her on a lab counter between data scans, and that one crazy assassin girl who uses her feet on your cock first, then sits down on it like it owes her money. And all the while the big mystery of “what happened to Earth” and “where the hell is my partner” is dangling there, but honestly half the time I forgot to care because someone was already on their knees, tongue out, ready to make me forget the plot again. In a good way. Mostly.

Zack shows up at college thinking life will be normal, chill, maybe a bit boring, and then he gets Braden as a roommate and everything just goes sideways in the slowest, quietest, most fucked up emotional way possible. The whole thing feels like someone sat in Discord VC for months listening to two shy guys talk about nothing and then turned it into a game. Most of the time you’re not even jerking off, you’re just reading these long conversations where they circle around what they actually feel, trip over their own words, throw stupid jokes to hide how scared they are. And somehow that’s hotter than half the straight-up porn games out there. There’s a scene where Zack is sitting on his bed, overthinking, screen light on his face, and Braden is brushing his teeth in the tiny dorm bathroom with the door half open. Nothing explicit happens, but you know exactly where both their brains are going, and it honestly made me more tense than some hardcore gangbang VN I played last week with 20 tags and zero soul.

The sexual stuff comes in like it does in real life when you’re confused as hell: bit by bit, super awkward, not clean at all. First time Zack gets caught masturbating, it’s not sexy porn-style, it’s pathetic and kind of funny and also really intimate. He’s under the blanket, clearly thinking about something he shouldn’t, and Braden walks in earlier than expected. There’s this awful pause, nobody says anything, then a stupid joke, and the game just lets you sit in that mess. No magic fadeout, no “well that escalated quickly” straight to blowjob. Later, when oral finally happens, it’s not some porn-pro move, it’s two inexperienced guys figuring out where to put their hands and if they’re breathing too loud. I liked that they don’t pretend a guy who thought he was straight yesterday suddenly sucks dick like he’s on OnlyFans. There’s anal too, obviously, but it takes forever to get there, and by the time it happens you already know their fears, their hangups, who skips leg day, all that. It’s more like “oh fuck, they actually trust each other enough now” than “yay, new CG unlocked”. I kinda hate how real it feels at times, because I just wanted to chill, not think about my own shit while watching two idiots slowly corrupt each other emotionally and sexually. And I still wish the MC would stop repeating the same self-doubt line every time he looks at Braden’s body, but whatever, he won’t. The game’s rough at the edges, you can tell the dev learned by doing, some scenes drag too long, some choices feel fake, but then there’s this one quiet moment where Zack stares at Braden’s sleeping face, clearly turned on and terrified at the same time, and it hits like a truck. Way too much of my Pornhub history is just brainless stuff, so having a horny college story that actually makes me pause the auto-scroll and just sit there staring at the screen was… annoying. In a good, stupid way. I kept skipping the explicit options sometimes because I just wanted to see if they finally admit anything during a late night talk, which is kinda backwards for an adult game, but that’s how this one works. It seduces you with emotional edging, then hits you with a blowjob that feels earned and messed up and human.

You just want a quiet weekend in your grandpa’s creepy old mountain hut, right? Hot tea, fresh air, maybe some porn on your phone when the signal behaves. Instead the whole damn forest wraps itself in this thick, dirty looking fog that feels like it wants to crawl into your lungs. The trees are half visible, the sky is gone, and every time the wind moves you get this quick glimpse of something moving wrong between the shadows. Not a fun kind of wrong. The kind that makes your balls shrink a bit even while you’re trying to get turned on.

Then she shows up. Bare feet, torn clothes, breathing like she ran for her life, eyes big as hell. She practically crashes into your hut and just clings to you, shaking, and all you can feel is warm skin and hard nipples through thin fabric while she whispers that “they” are out there. Monsters in the fog. Things that only really show when they attack. There’s this weird mix of fear and “holy shit, she’s cute” in your brain, and you kind of hate yourself for getting half hard while she’s talking about people being dragged away screaming. Later that night, when the fog presses against the windows and something sc*** at the door, you end up hiding under the same blanket with her, trying to keep quiet while her tits rub your arm every time she shivers. You know that feeling when your cock is rock solid but you’re also pretty sure something outside wants to eat your face? That.

The whole survival thing is pretty rough. You go out for supplies, watch the fog, check the woods, listen for that wet, distant growl that means “go the fuck back inside.” There’s this moment where you’re searching around the hut and walk into the bathroom, and she’s there, half undressed, washing off the dirt with a bucket, steam rising, hair stuck to her skin. For a second she freezes, then her eyes drop to your crotch, you both pretend you didn’t see, and nothing is said. But it sticks in your head all the time after. The more days you sc*** by, the more the tension builds. Sharing food, sharing the same cramped bed when the monsters are too close, her shifting her hips, her ass brushing you, trying to “sleep” while your cock is pressed between her thighs and she pretends not to notice. When more girls start showing up from the fog, each with their own way of dealing with the fear, the whole hut turns into this weird mix of bunker and horny pressure cooker. You’re trying to keep everyone alive, figure out what the hell that fog is, while at the same time getting dragged into long, breathless nights where someone ends up riding you to shut up their own terror, whimpering your name so loud you’re sure the monsters can hear.

This one feels like someone took a horny fashion week, locked it inside a demon brothel and then said “ok, now make it emotional but still fuck a lot.” The House itself is basically a luxury showroom where every corridor feels like a backstage runway right before the models go out, except the models are demons and humans trying to fuck their way to a Hall of Fame. I’m a lingerie designer by job, so I notice stupid things first. The first time you meet one of the girls, the way her outfit tells you exactly who she is before she speaks really hit me. Lace that looks innocent from far, but closer you see it barely hides anything. Straps that look decorative, but they sit exactly where a hand would grab during sex. Superpowers here are not just some menu choice, they feel like extra accessories on a body. Power is styled, not only written. You’re a demon with memories locked away and somehow the story still wants you to care about feelings while also asking you “ok, which pussy do you want tonight?” It should not work, but it kind of does. Or it doesn’t. I can’t decide.

The whole “performer” angle makes the sex feel like a show you’re also directing, not only watching. There’s a moment where one girl is trying so hard to impress you that she holds her pose longer than is actually sexy, like a model freezing for a bad photographer. She keeps her legs open, panting, waiting for your next choice, and there’s this tiny second where you see her doubt slip through the dirty talk. That tiny second is weirdly hotter than the actual vaginal sex that follows. Speaking of that, the game is not shy. Penetration is treated like something serious, not “and then dick goes in, fade to black.” You pick how you approach, how rough, how soft, and her reaction is not just one repeated moan file in your mind. She complains, she teases, she even gets annoyed at you once for stopping halfway and I liked that a lot. No, actually I hated it, because I had to reload to see another option and the menu font is too damn small and now I am angry again. Anyway. The House is all about “who pushes which button” and sometimes that is literal: there are choices that feel like pressing a nipple, or sliding two fingers between lace and skin. The game pretends to care about your mission to save someone important, but every time a girl leans in, whispers in your ear, offers you her throat and her thighs, the whole grand destiny thing disappears like last season’s collection. Which is fine. Or not. I actually forgot to talk about the harem side, but you already know what that means. You start thinking “I’ll stay loyal to this one broken, beautiful demon” and two scenes later you are balls deep in someone else, promising her she is special too. And the thing is, the House believes you. That’s what sticks after closing the tab: all these women styled like living lingerie, each one trying to be your favorite outfit, while you pretend you’re choosing with your heart and not with your cock.