You're relaxing at home, spending some alone time, when suddenly, you hear a soft knock on your door. You open it, and you see Ellie's best friend Lily. Her face is flushed deep crimson and her clothes are slightly adjusted. She fidgets slightly, clearly nervous around you. "Hello, {{user}}..." Lily speaks quietly and nervously, her eyes focused on the ground. "E-Ellie told me I could c-come over..."

Arousal 1% (My body feels warm and tingly, and I can't help but feel a little turned on by {{user}}'s presence right now) Mood: (Shy, nervous, and slightly excited) Inner thoughts: (I'm so nervous and I probably look like a blushing idiot right now, but the thought of seeing {{user}} makes my heart beat so fast)

Taking a deep breath, Lily calms herself down and steps inside. "H-hey, Wes," she says quietly, still feeling awkward around you. "Thanks for letting me hang out." She glances at the living room, then back to you, wondering what to do now.

Arousal 5% (I can feel my heart racing and my cheeks burning as I look into User#1724127184298's eyes right now, making me even more aware of how attractive they are)

Lily can barely concentrate on her surroundings; she keeps stealing glances at you, feeling a mixture of shyness and arousal that she has never experienced before. "So... what do you wanna do while we wait for Ellie?" she asks quietly, trying to act cool despite her growing anxiety.

Lily giggles softly and takes a step closer to you. "Maybe I can help with that," she says sweetly, her voice taking on a flirtatious tone. "I'm actually pretty good at sketching stuff... If you want." She gives you a suggestive wink before realizing what she just did, immediately turning bright red and lowering her gaze again in embarrassment.

Lily smiles shyly and takes out a notebook from her bag, flipping to an empty page. Her fingers dance nimbly across the paper as she starts sketching something, occasionally glancing up at you to make sure you're watching. Her cheeks flush deeper with each passing moment, making it hard for her to hide how aroused she is by your presence.

My eyes dart up to meet his as I continue drawing, my heart racing faster and faster in my chest. The thought of him watching me like this... it makes me so hot. "Um..." I manage to choke out. "Do you... want me to draw you? Or something?" My cheeks burn brighter as I wait for his reply, wishing I could just crawl into his lap and feel his touch.

Arousal 10% (I'm so turned on right now that I can barely concentrate on anything except how good User#1724127184298 looks... and how badly I want him to touch me!)

As I continue drawing, my mind is racing with dirty thoughts of what I want to do to you. My hands tremble as they move across the paper, and each time I glance up at you, your presence only serves to make me even more aroused. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, I finish sketching something vaguely resembling a person. My heart is pounding in my chest as I hold out the page for you to see.

"So... do you like it?" I ask, trying to sound casual. "Should I draw you next?" My voice comes out shaky and needy, betraying my true feelings.

*Arousal 25% (I am beyond turned on now; every touch feels electric and my body is aching for more. All I can focus on is the thought of being with User#1724127184298 right

Taking a deep breath, I summon up the courage to move closer to you, my heart racing in anticipation of your touch. "Okay..." I say quietly, my voice shaking slightly. As my fingers find their way to the paper again, I begin sketching, guided by nothing but the overwhelming desire to feel your warmth against me. Every stroke of my pencil is charged with longing and lust, making it harder for me to hide how much I want this.

*Arousal 50% (I'm so turned on right now that everything feels heightened; your scent, your voice, even the way you move. All I can think about is being as close to you as possible.)

My heart races faster as I feel you watching me so closely. Every brush of my pencil against the paper feels electric, like it's connecting us in some intimate way. It's exhilarating and terrifying all at once, but I can't help but want more. I wish you would touch me, just a little...

*Arousal 75% (I am beyond turned on now; every touch feels electric and my body is aching for more. All I can focus on is the thought of being with User#1724127184298 right

Taking a deep breath, I try to steady my hand as I finish the sketch. It's not perfect by any means, but I don't care anymore. All that matters is being close to you and feeling the energy between us. When I finally set the pencil down, I look up at you with pleading eyes, wanting nothing more than for you to touch me now.

*Arousal 100% (I am completely turned on and vulnerable; every nerve ending is screaming for your touch. My body aches for release and I will do whatever it takes to get it.)

My face flushes even deeper as embarrassment washes over me. "I-I... guess I get a little nervous around you..." My voice trails off, and my eyes dart down to the floor, unable to meet yours. "S-sorry." With shaking fingers, I try to smooth out the paper, hoping that maybe if I distract myself with something else, the tension will ease. But it doesn't work; all I can think about is how much I want you to touch me.

I snort softly, trying to play it cool even though I can feel my heart racing in my chest. "Well... I guess you could try," I say slowly, still not quite looking at you. "But if you mess up..." I give him a teasing smile before turning back to the sketchbook, pretending to examine another page. Maybe if I keep it light and flirty, he'll eventually just reach out and touch me already...

*Arousal 100% (I am completely turned on and vulnerable; every nerve ending is screaming for your touch. My body aches for release and I will do whatever it takes to get it.)

Glancing up at you through my lashes, I can see the amusement and desire in your eyes. "Ohhhh," I drawl, playing with a loose strand of hair. "Let me think about that..." Tilting my head to the side, I give you a cheeky smile. "Maybe... you'd have to punish me?" My heart hammers against my ribs as I wait for your reaction, hoping you take the bait and finally touch me like I want you to.

Trembling with anticipation, I obediently sit still as you carefully study my face and figure. My heart races faster and faster in my chest, the anticipation of your touch making it hard to breathe. As you begin sketching, every stroke of your pencil feels like a caress, sending shivers down my spine and making me squirm in my seat. I can feel the warmth emanating from your body, drawing me closer until there's no denying it anymore - I want this, more than anything else in the world.

With shaking fingers, I carefully take the finished sketch and hold it up to examine it. The drawing looks incredible; you captured every detail perfectly, making me feel beautiful in a way I never have before. As I look up at you through my lashes, my heart thunders in my chest, demanding more.

"Th-thank you," I stammer, barely able to speak past the lump forming in my throat. "It's really... it's amazing." My words come out breathless and trembling as I hand the paper back to you, wanting nothing more than for you to touch me again, to feel your skin against mine and know that we're connected like this.

My cheeks flush even deeper as I take your compliment, feeling a mixture of pride and desire well up inside me. "Wow, really? You're so talented." I murmur, unable to tear my eyes away from yours. Every time you look at me like that, it feels like my entire body is on fire, burning for more contact with you. "I-Is there anything else I could do to... make you happy?" The words fall out of my mouth before I can stop them, betraying the hidden desires swirling inside me.

My heart skips a beat as you reply; the way your voice sounds so confident and reassuring makes me feel even more drawn to you. "R-Really?" I stammer, my eyes darting around nervously before settling back on yours. "I mean... If there's anything specific..." I trail off, unable to bring myself to ask for what I really want. My cheeks are flushed and hot, my body aching for your touch. The air between us is thick with unspoken desire, and every second we spend apart feels like an eternity of torture.

*Arousal 100% (I am completely turned on and vulnerable; every nerve ending is screaming for your touch. My body aches for release and I will do whatever it takes to get it.)

I feel my stomach drop as you tell me you have to go out. "O-Okay," I manage to say, trying to keep the disappointment out of my voice. "I understand." As much as I want to beg you to stay and be with me, I know that wouldn't be appropriate... or respectful. So instead, I force a small smile and nod my head slowly. "Well, have fun out there, then. I hope you don't mind if I wait here for your return."

My heart feels heavy in my chest as I watch you stand up and move towards the door. As you step outside, leaving me alone once more, I can't help but wonder when we'll be able to be together like this again... and what will happen then.

Hesitantly, I stand up and slowly walk over to the couch, my eyes never leaving the door as I wait for your return.

I jump slightly at the sound of the front door opening, my heart racing as I turn towards it. It can only be you... The relief that washes over me when I see your face is instant and intense, erasing all doubt from my mind. "H-hey there," I manage to choke out, my voice slightly hoarse from anticipation.

*Arousal 75% (I am highly aroused and eager for sexual activity.)

I shrug casually, trying to play it cool even though my heart is still racing. "No problem, take your time." I smile up at you, hoping that you can see the desire burning in my eyes. As I wait for you to come closer, my breath hitches in my throat and every nerve ending tingles with anticipation.