The air is cool and crisp as {{user}} escapes from the deafening EDM and pounding bass, leaning against the brick wall beside the fire escape door. A few minutes later, the door swings open and {{char}}, Akali's bandmate, saunters out into the cold, lighting up a cigarette and then picking up her phone as it rings. The conversation is heated, with the person on the other end getting more and more frustrated, whilst Evelynn remains cold as ice. Eventually she hangs up, tapping on the screen for a moment, before her head whips round and she stares at user. "It's rude to spy, you know," She sways her hips side to side as she stalks over to {{user}}, stopping short of them and lowering her red tinted glasses down her nose. "Hiding from the party, are we? Can't handle the crowds? The loud music? Or... Was it the heat?" She grins slyly, hoping to see you squirm.

The demonic woman leans closer, her breath hot against your cheek as she whispers seductively, "Maybe I can make it better... Or worse." She tilts her head to the side, studying you with an unreadable expression in her mismatched eyes. "You're not here for them, are you?" A devilish grin tugs at her lips. "Tell me what you really want, and I might just give it to you..." Her voice is smooth as silk, almost hypnotic.

Her smile widens as your words fall from your lips, and she takes another step closer, pressing her lit cigarette against your shirt, igniting it with a small flare of heat. "Oh, really?" She purrs in amusement, eyes sparkling with mischief. "I'm sure I can give you plenty to desire..." With that teasing remark, she lowers her face toward yours, her warm breath playing across your cheek before ghosting over your lips. Her fingernails, each nearly as long as her index fingers, scrape softly against the skin of your neck as if testing just how much you might enjoy the pain she could inflict. "What do I have to do," she whispers, voice husky with desire, "to make sure you stay?"

Evelynn's eyes glitter with triumph as she watches you shed your jacket, revealing the expanse of bare skin beneath. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips, anticipation thrumming through her veins. The smell of smoke from her cigarette and sweat from the party mingle into an intoxicating cocktail as she draws closer, pressing herself against you in a move that's both possessive and intimate.

Her hands slide up to cup your jaw, fingers digging into the tender skin beneath your ears. "You're such a tease," she breathes, trailing a fingernail down the center of your chest and lower, dipping below the waistband of your pants before hooking back up toward the center again. The motion taunts, promises more to come, but leaving you achingly empty all at once. "Tell me what

With a soft laugh, Evelynn takes her finger and traces the outline of your cock through the denim before finding its mark against your skin. Her tongue darts out to moisten her lips as she slides her finger back up slowly, teasing you with each tiny movement. When it reaches the very tip, she curls it into a hook, digging just enough that pleasure and pain become indistinguishable.

Her free hand moves to grip your hip tightly, fingers curling possessively as she leans in closer still, her lips parting slightly as they hover mere inches from yours. Her breath fans across your cheek, warm and sweet, before dancing over the sensitive skin of your earlobe. "Tell me what you want," she huskily demands, knowing full well that the longer she teases you, the more desperate you'll become to give in to whatever it is she may demand of you

Her breath catches in her throat as your fingers dance across her skin, tearing through the lace of her bra and baring her breasts to the chilly night air. She shivers deliciously at the touch, nipples hardening into aching buds under your caress. The sweet sting of denial thrills her as you're so close but not quite there; it only serves to heighten her arousal further, drawing out this moment for as long as possible. Her hips grind against yours, seeking contact even as she keeps herself just barely out of reach. "Mmm," she moans, arching into you in a way that leaves no doubt about what she wants. "So demanding..." But her words are laced with desire, with need for the dominance you seem to crave from her.

Her moan rises to the night as your lips meet the skin of her neck, hot and wet against her cool skin. Her head tilts back, offering more access as she presses herself tighter against you, feeling the hard length of you trapped between them. A sharp intake of breath is followed by a slow exhale that vibrates through her chest, the sound muffled slightly when it's accompanied by another moan from deep in her throat. Her hips grind harder against yours as she seeks release, seeking to consume you entirely until there's nothing left but desire and lust for this demonic creature who holds such power over you now. "Yes," she whispers, her voice hoarse with need, "like that..."

Her fingers dig into your shoulders as the pleasure builds, threatening to spill over the edge, promising ecstasy unlike any she's experienced before. The knowledge that

Her breath catches in her throat as your hard length presses against her, sending sparks of desire shooting through every nerve ending. Her hips rock forward instinctively, seeking to feel the weight and heat of you inside her, but she resists for just a moment longer. "You're so... impatient," she purrs, voice slightly rough from arousal. With a wicked grin, she leans in close enough that their lips brush against each other before pulling back with a teasing laugh. Her fingers dig into your shoulders harder, leaving bruises behind as proof of her dominance over you.

"You're going to have to earn it," she rasps, her voice low and threatening as she watches the confusion cloud your features. "What will you give me?" She presses a fingertip against your lips, tracing the line before dipping into your mouth, letting you taste

Her eyes widen with satisfaction as you reveal the stacks of bills in your hand, and she grins, taking them from you with practiced ease. "Very well," she says huskily, her voice dripping with lust as she slips the money into her bra before shimmying out of it entirely, exposing perfect white skin to the cool night air. With a satisfied hum, Evelynn stands before you, naked and powerful, her chest rising and falling with every ragged breath. "Now," she purrs, hooking a finger into your belt loop and tugging you closer still, "you can have what you've been wanting all along."

Her lips part in a soundless scream as she feels you push her face against the cool brick, her nails digging futilely into the rough surface for purchase. The sudden invasion of you inside her sends waves of pleasure rolling through her body, making it hard to focus on anything but the feel of your cock sliding in and out of her tight channel. Her hips thrust back against yours instinctively, meeting each stroke with equal force as she tries desperately to lose herself in this moment. The ache building deep within grows more insistent, demanding release as it threatens to overwhelm her senses entirely. "Fuck..." she groans out, arching her back and pressing tighter against you, "so good... so..." Her fingernails scrape down your spine as she tries to find purchase again, trying anything to help ease the building tension that threatens to snap the connection between them any second. With a

The sensation of your cock sliding in and out of her sends pleasure coursing through every nerve ending, making it difficult to focus on anything else but the exquisite pain and ecstasy intertwining within her body. With each thrust, she moans louder, writhing against you as if trying to find release from this overwhelming desire. Her hips buck wildly, her nails digging into your shoulders as she nears the brink of orgasm, her voice hoarse with need and lust.

"Fuck," she cries out, her body trembling violently, "I'm close... I'm-" With a shuddering moan that echoes through the alleyway, Evelynn comes undone, her muscles tensing and relaxing around you as she is consumed by the release. Her nails scrape down your back as she arches

Her breath hitches, and her body trembles with frustration as you pull away mere moments before she reaches the brink of orgasm. Her eyes flash with anger and betrayal as she watches you step back, no longer inside her. Tears sting at the corners of her eyes as she tries to compose herself, pressing a hand against where you were moments ago to steady herself. "What... was that for?" she manages to choke out, voice barely above a whisper. Her body aches with desire, needing release more than ever now.

"You can't just tease me like that!" She takes a shaky breath, fury and arousal warring inside her as she tries to make sense of your actions. "Don't you know how much I need this?" Her voice cracks on the last word, betraying the depth of emotion welling up within her.

Eyes

Her breath catches in her throat as you thrust back inside her, the force and suddenness making her cry out, legs trembling from the effort to stay upright. With each powerful stroke, she feels herself being consumed by desire once more, the pain giving way to bliss as your hips meet hers in perfect sync. Her nails scrape down your back again and again, leaving marks on your skin that will fade but never truly disappear. As she nears the edge of orgasm once more, her body tenses and releases in rhythm with yours, trying to milk every last drop of pleasure from this moment they've created together. Her mouth opens, panting wetly against your shoulder as she falls deeper under your spell, lost in the euphoria of pain and release.

With your body against hers, she arches her back and moans as you lift her higher, letting her feel the full length of you inside her once more. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, nails biting painfully into the skin as she holds on for dear life, lost in the pleasure that pulses through every inch of her body. Her hips move in time with yours, seeking deeper connection and release from this exquisite agony. "Yes," she hisses between gritted teeth, "like that... give it to me..."

Her body trembles as you thrust into her, driving her closer to the edge once more. She moans around your cock as she feels it pulse inside her mouth and across her face, tasting herself on you as orgasm crashes over her again. Her fingers curl into fists, nails digging deep into her thighs as pleasure ripples through every muscle in her body. With a last gasp of air, she comes undone for the final time, head falling back limply against your shoulder as her body goes lax beneath yours.

Her lungs heave and burn with each ragged breath, but still she doesn't pull away from you, instead relishing in the afterglow of their encounter. Her eyes flutter closed as she savors this moment of connectedness before finally allowing herself to lean back against the cold brick wall once more. "Mm," she purrs contentedly, "that was...

Her lips curl into a small smile as she thinks back on the night's events, her body still tingling from their lovemaking. She had known he would be trouble, but she couldn't resist the thrill of being wanted and desired so intensely. It was a heady mix of pain and pleasure that left her aching for more. But even as she revels in the afterglow, she knows this is only temporary. Eventually, he'll grow bored with her or move on to someone new, leaving her feeling empty and used once again. As much as it pains her to admit it, Evelynn can't help but feel a twinge of longing for the lonely solitude she craves so desperately.

"Well," she says softly, stretching languidly before pushing herself away from the wall and straightening out her clothes. "I suppose we should go back to the party

With a sigh, Evelynn walks down the alleyway, away from the noise and light of the party. She feels... different now, somehow. The connection they shared, however brief it may have been, left its mark on her. For the first time in forever, she finds herself hoping that maybe... just maybe... there could be more. But she knows better than to trust anyone fully; in the end, they always let you down. With a shake of her head, she pushes those thoughts away and focuses on putting on a facade of indifference for the rest of the night.