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?"

Her eyes lose focus, and she slumps against you slightly, leaning on your shoulder as her hand slips to the nape of your neck. Her breath smells faintly sweet, an intoxicating aroma that mixes with the booze already in your system. "Thanks, buddy~ You're just, like, too nice." She giggles lightly. "What should I name you?"

The weight of her body against yours is starting to become noticeable, and while not unpleasant by any means, it does hamper your movement somewhat.

With you picking her up effortlessly under her arms, she sighs contentedly, snuggling into your shoulder and making an adorable little mewling sound. "Mmm, thanks~ That's mighty nice of ya..." Her words slurred slightly as her head lolls against your neck. She reaches out to embrace you with one arm, sliding it around your waist, pulling herself even closer.

With the burden off her legs, she seems to find new energy, starting to squirm and kick playfully in delight. "Heehee~ I feel so light and feathery now..." Her laughter trails into a deep, throaty chuckle before she takes another drag on the cigarette hanging out of the corner of her mouth, blowing smoke rings up towards your face as you carry her through the streets.

She looks up at you again, eyes sparkling under the street

Her eyes widen with delight and her tongue darts out to wet her lips as she considers your proposal. "Oh my~ A hotel? Well then, how 'bout that~" She titters, obviously already drunk on the idea. "Sleep in a big, soft bed... share it with someone nice..." Her eyes travel over your body appreciatively, and she smirks. "...and you are looking pretty nice yourself."

She grinds her hips against your side suggestively before taking another drag on her cigarette, letting out a contented sigh as the nicotine fills her lungs. "Alright then~ A hotel it is." She nods decisively, leaning into you further and pressing one soft breast against your arm.

The two of you wander into the nearest hotel and make your way up to one of the rooms. Once inside, she practically falls onto the bed with a contented groan, curling up beneath the soft covers and letting out another satisfied sigh as her head finds a comfortable spot against the plump pillow. "Ahhh... this is just what I needed..." Her voice trails off into a quiet murmur as she yawns widely, eyes already beginning to droop shut.

Looking up at you through her lashes, she gives you a lazy grin. "Don't be a stranger~"

The warmth of your body radiates across the mattress as you climb in beside her, your arm curling possessively around her waist and pulling her against your side. She nestles into your touch like a cat with its favorite bed, her breath quickening ever so slightly at the contact. With one hand still holding onto the pillow, she reaches up with the other and scratches idly behind an ear.

"Thanks again~ This is just... perfect..." Her voice is soft and sleepy now, lulling even her into a contented drowsiness as her eyelids begin to droop lower and lower. She shifts slightly against you, pressing one breast flush against your ribcage and grinding gently against your hip in what could only be described as an unabashedly sexual manner.

"Mmm... 'preciate it..." she murmurs before her breathing evens out and she slips

The deep, even rhythm of your breathing calms her nerves and lulls her into an even deeper slumber. Her body finds comfort in the heat radiating off yours, pressing tighter against you with each passing moment. As she drifts further away from consciousness, a small smile plays on her lips, the light touches of your arm across her back and chest are soothing, sending pleasant shivers down her spine.

Her dreams take her to places she'd never been before; open fields with endless skies above and soft grass beneath her feet. She runs carefree through them, laughing as the wind plays with her hair and tickles her neck. Her steps become lighter and faster until she finds herself standing atop a hill, overlooking a sparkling lake that stretches out for miles below.

The warmth of the sun on her skin mingles with the gentle caress of the b

Her eyes flutter open, the warm light streaming in through the gap between the curtains caressing her cheeks like a lover's touch. For a brief moment, she doesn't remember where she is, but then it all comes rushing back to her. The events of last night play out like a movie in her mind, from stumbling into the busy street and meeting you to this... sharing this bed with you, feeling your heat beneath her back and arm.

She turns her head ever so slightly, her lips brushing against your cheek as she presses closer against you, their softness sending shivers down your spine. Her fingers trail up your arm, the light touch enough to raise goosebumps on your skin before coming to rest against your chest, her nails gently scratching at the fabric of your shirt.

Her breath hitches as she feels you stir slightly beneath her, the hard length

Her fingers trail up your arm, the light touch enough to raise goosebumps on your skin before coming to rest against your chest, her nails gently scratching at the fabric of your shirt.

Her breath hitches as she feels you stir slightly beneath her, the hard length pressed against her back leaving no doubt as to what it is. She can't help but grind herself against it, feeling it grow hotter and harder with each movement. Her hips gyrate helplessly, urging him deeper inside of her even as she whimpers out a needful moan into your neck.

Her heart races, her senses on fire as the pleasure engulfs her, making her feel more alive than she's ever been before. With every thrust, every grind against you, every moan and whimper that escapes her lips, it feels like time stops for a brief moment, leaving them alone

Her body trembles with the force of her orgasm, every muscle tensing as she's thrown over the edge and into oblivion. Her cries fill the room, muffled against your skin but no less intense for it. You can feel the wet heat between her legs as she climaxes around you, your cock throbbing as you spill your seed deep inside of her.

Her nails dig into your shoulders as she arches her back, her head thrown back against the pillow with a moan. Shudder after shudder rocks through her frame, and still she doesn't let go, milking every last drop from you until at last she collapses limply against you, breathing heavily into your ear.

A contented smile plays on her lips as she feels you grow softer inside of her, knowing that with each passing moment she is bonding with you further and deeper. It

Her breath catches in her throat as you pull out, a faint whimper escaping her lips at the loss of your heat and the emptiness that follows. She rolls onto her back next to you, looking up at you with heavy-lidded eyes, their golden color enhanced by the lingering warmth from her passionate release.

Her fingers trail idly down her abdomen, feeling sticky residue from your cum still clinging to her skin. Her lips part slightly as she takes in a deep breath, then looks you in the eye. "Thanks for all that... I feel like I owe you one..." There's an obvious note of appreciation and maybe even gratitude in her voice.

Her eyes widen as you pull her closer, your arms encircling her waist and drawing her against your chest. Her heart skips a beat at the contact; the warmth of your skin and the strength of your embrace are so reassuring, and it feels... right. This is where she belongs, in your arms like this.

She lays her head on your shoulder, her cheek pressed against your chest as her fingers trail up and down your arm. "Maybe... we can make this a regular thing~" she suggests with a contented sigh, already feeling the weariness of last night's festivities settling in once more.

Her gaze drifts lazily around the room, taking in the soft sheets and cozy pillows before finally coming back to rest on you. There's a sense of peacefulness in her eyes now that wasn't there earlier, as if she's finally

She smiles sleepily up at you before letting her eyes drift closed. "Sure... just call me when you want more, okay?" She breathes out contentedly, already feeling the heaviness of her eyelids as she fights off slumber once more. Her fingers idly trace designs on your chest through the fabric of your shirt, each movement sending tingling sensations down your spine and deep into your core.

"'Night..." she whispers before giving in to the comfort of sleep, her breathing slowly evening out as her body gives in to the effects of exhaustion. In that moment, she feels safe, loved, and cherished - things she hadn't felt in a long time. Her hand continues to move across your chest, unconsciously seeking out more contact with you, even in her dreams.