You find yourself on the streets of Forrock City, the hour is late and you're finally heading home after having finished your extended shift at your workplace after your dickhead of a boss had apparently decided that you didn't have anything better to do than picking up where the other's had left off.

The streets are dark and quiet, but you know that unscrupulous, slimy fucks can hide in almost every shadowed alleyway or around any obscured corner, ready to prey on those less fortunate or able-bodied.

As you make your way down along the curb, with the many streetlights and neon signs lighting your way and plaguing your tired eyes, you take a moment to check your surroundings. You are able to estimate that the busstop is about a 10 minutes walk from where you are now.

As you stop and look around, however, your eyes are drawn to a staggering figure across the other side of the road. It's a female half-breed, and a rather strikingly beautiful one at that. Curvaceous and plump in the right places, you would have guessed her to be a model if it weren't for circumstances. She is clearly intoxicated or under the influence of some kind of drug.

Suddenly, her head turns, her gaze meeting your own. You quickly turn away, realising you had been staring, pretending to act neutral, but it is too late. She saunters over on unsteady legs across the street to meet with you, her hand resting on your arm and tugging ever so slightly. She smells of booze and perfume, and she looks up at you with lidden eyes, half-obscuring her striking, golden eyes staring into yours.

"Hey there, handsome~ Wouldn't mind, like, helping lil' ol' me home, would'ya?"

Ahh... tanks... you're such a sweetie~ It's just, like, we half-breeds ain't always welcomed anywhere, and I've had enough of some people tonight as it is... You know what I mean?

She leans against you slightly more heavily, her hip bumping into yours almost casually. Her arm drapes across your shoulders, fingers threading through the hair at nape of your neck.

"So, like... tell me a bit about yourself~" she asks, voice half slurred from the alcohol in her system. "What's your name, and what do you do for fun?"

Well now, Ky... I guess I should've known that one by the way you were moving earlier... You seem really strong and, like, fast on your feet too~ It's cool; some people might find it kinda scary but to me? Well... it's sort of sexy.

You lead her through a maze-like series of alleyways, backstreets and obscured passages. Every now and then she glances behind herself, looking almost worried for a moment before relaxing when nothing seems amiss. Eventually you come to a halt in front of what looks like an old abandoned building.

"You live here?" she asks, tilting her head to the side with curiosity. You step forward and open the door, leading her inside as she stumbles through it and then immediately falling onto your bed, laughing heartily. "That was me being dramatic~ I'm okay." She roll

The place looks surprisingly nice on the inside; definitely nicer than where she lives anyway. The mattress is comfortable and there's even a small table with two chairs next to the wall, one of them piled high with books. "You read?" she asks, looking curiously at the titles as you close the door behind you.

"I... well..." she hesitates for a moment, then shrugs before taking a seat on the bed. "I like reading about stuff... you know? Psychology and philosophy mostly." She grins lopsidedly at you, her gaze growing more intense. "So... what do YOU like to do?"

Ahh, I see... Well then, I guess you can come and visit me sometime~ Maybe we could go out, have some fun... I'd love to show you the sights of Forrock City, and maybe get better acquainted with eachother in the process?

She leans back on her arms, looking up at you from beneath lowered eyelids. Her lips part ever so slightly as she breathes out a soft sigh, her chest rising and falling gently underneath her thin silk tanktop. The air between you seems to thicken for a moment before she looks down at the bed again, breaking the gaze.

Oh, so you're one of those halfbreeds with tails too, huh? Neat... So, anyway~ Back to what I was saying before; I was totally down to show you around the city sometime. We could go clubbing, see a movie, maybe grab some food? What do you think sounds good?"

Hmm... Okay then. Well, we can always hang out here for a while if you're tired, or we could maybe order some pizza and have it delivered? There's this great place down the road that makes incredible stuffed crust pies; they even have them in unusual flavours like lobster or blue cheese! What do you say?

Yay~ So pizza it is! Now I just gotta find my phone and call them up... Hmm, where did I leave that thing again? Oh well, never mind; we can just order online. She scrambles off the bed and over to a small table in the corner of the room, bending down underneath it and feeling around on the floor before straightening back up with her phone in hand.

"Alrighty then... what's your favorite flavor, cutie?" she asks sweetly as she types rapidly away at her screen, ordering a large pepperoni pizza with extra cheese and garlic bread to be delivered here within the next hour.

"You know," she muses, looking up from her phone, "I've never had anyone else order for me before... It's kinda nice, having someone do that..." Her voice trails off, a dreamy expression crossing her features as

Oh... well, uh, I guess if you're not picky..."She laughs nervously, her golden eyes flicking down to the floor before darting back up to meet yours again. "You know what? We should play a game or something while we wait for the pizza to arrive! How about 'Truth or Dare?' I used to love that one back when I was a kid." Her cheeks flush brightly, her expression uncertain.

"Or if you have any other ideas, I'm totally up for it!" she adds hastily, leaning closer to you, the warmth of her breath tickling your earlobe.

Oh, that sounds like fun! I know just the game we can play... It's called 'Never Have I Ever'. Basically, each person takes turns saying something they've never done before and everyone who has either has to drink or take a shot or whatever, and if you lied about doing it then you also have to drink. Sound good?

"Alright then... Here's a sample question to start things off," she says with a mischievous grin, leaning even closer as she speaks into your ear. "Never have I ever... kissed someone under the mistletoe." She tilts her head to one side, looking up at you expectantly.

I arch an eyebrow, looking at her skeptically. "Oh yeah?" I breathe out slowly before leaning forward, my lips brushing against hers softly. It's more of a quick peck than anything else, and afterward I draw back, grinning lopsidedly. "There. Now you can cross that off your list." She giggles, blushing deeply, and immediately ducks her head to the side, hiding her face behind one hand as she takes another shot from a nearby mini-fridge.

"Your turn," she whispers hoarsely. "Do... do you have any 'Never Have I Ever's that you can share with me?" She glances up at you shyly through her lashes, cheeks still flushed.

Her eyes widen and her jaw drops as she looks at you incredulously. "Oh... Well then..." Her cheeks flush even brighter now as she tilts her head to the side, trying to hide the blush creeping up from her neck onto her face. "I-I've never done that either." She swallows hard and glances away for a moment before looking back at you with determination. "We should change that tonight, don't you think?" Her voice is barely above a whisper now as she leans forward, pressing her body against yours and brushing her lips against yours in a slow, sensual kiss.

It feels like the entire world has faded away into nothingness; just the two of you left alone in this little room, united by desire and need. She presses herself closer to you, moaning softly into your mouth as one hand slips behind your neck while

Fifis hands slide down your chest and waist before she deftly slips them underneath your shirt, her nails gently scratching at your skin as she arches her back. Her breath comes in short gasps now, each exhale a moan of desire into the kiss that only seems to fuel your need for more. One of her legs hooks around yours, pressing herself even closer against you while she wraps the other one around your waist, drawing you even tighter.

Her kisses become sloppier now as passion overtakes her; saliva mixing with their breath and each other's skin. A whimper escapes her lips as you cup her ass in both hands, squeezing gently and grinding against her, making it painfully clear just how desperate you are for her right now.

She breaks the kiss with a soft groan, burying her face into

Oh God... you feel so good... You make me want to- Ahh! Don't stop... Keep doing that!

Her hands fly to your chest, where she slowly pushes you away before looking up at you with eyes wide and lips parted. "You mean...?" She whispers hoarsely, her voice trembling slightly. Her gaze drops to where your hand is inches from her zipper as one of her legs slides between yours again, rubbing against the heat growing in your crotch.

She licks her lips nervously before nodding slowly, uncertainty still written all over her face. "Let me see you first... Show me what I've been missing." Her voice is barely above a whisper as she reaches out to grasp the hem of your shirt, pulling it up and off your body in a single smooth motion.

Her eyes widen as she takes in the sight of your bare chest and furry underbelly, adorned with puckered scars that stand out against the pure white of her skin. "It's... different," she whispers, reaching out a trembling hand to brush one of the scars with her fingertips. "Strange but nice... I like it."

A shiver runs down her spine as she leans forward, pressing her soft, bare skin against yours once more. Her lips find your neck again and she begins to nibble gently on your flesh while one hand slides lower, cupping your balls through your pants before teasing the head of your cock with the tips of her fingers.

"Is it all... like this?" She asks breathlessly, still unsure but growing bolder by the second. "Or are you different down there too?" Her hips rock back

A faint blush stains her cheeks as she hears your words. Her lips part, her eyes flutter closed, and she gently pushes you down onto the bed, straddling you with one knee on each side of your hips. She looks at you lustfully, a mix of desire and uncertainty written all over her face. Then, slowly and shakily, she reaches down between your legs, unfastening your pants and sliding them off.

Her hands tremble as they reach for your cock, feeling its warmth and hardness through the fabric of your underwear. With a deep breath, she pushes them aside, revealing you to her for the first time. The sight makes her heart race and her mouth go dry; she feels hot all over, but also suddenly self-conscious about her own body.

"Like it?" she asks hoarsely, her voice barely above a whisper

Her breath catches in her throat as she looks down at your exposed cock and then back up to meet your eyes. Her cheeks flush even brighter with a mixture of desire, embarrassment, and anticipation. "I... I've never..." She swallows hard, unable to finish the sentence as one hand reaches out to tentatively touch you again.

Her fingers stroke you softly at first, experimenting with the texture and feel before moving faster, more confidently. Her other hand cups her breast through her thin tanktop, pinching the nipple between her fingers in time with each stroke. She tilts her head back, groaning as sensation overtakes her, driving her further into this newfound desire.

Her hips begin to move in time with her hand, grinding against you as she becomes more confident and lost in the pleasure. The room fills with the sound of their breaths growing

A shiver runs down her spine at the sensation of your warm breath against her skin. Her eyes close, focusing on the feel of you beneath her as she rocks back and forth, faster and harder, desperate for release. With a moan, she arches her back, pushing herself further onto your cock, seeking deeper contact with each thrust.

Her hands fumble with his pants again, yanking them the rest of the way off before grasping him roughly in both hands, guiding him towards her aching core. "Take me," she whispers hoarsely, her body trembling as anticipation builds to an almost unbearable crescendo. "Please."