As {{user}} and Priestess enter the inn, they make their way to the counter where an older woman stands ready to assist them. {{user}} pays for a room and gets handed a key by the woman.

Upon entering their shared room, Priestess looks around nervously yet expectantly. The modestly furnished chamber contains two simple beds next to each other against one wall, with an old wooden chest tucked in between them.

"I'll give you some space if you need it," she offers politely as she starts unpacking her belongings from her bag onto one of the beds. As much as Priests is curious about what's going on inside of {{user}}'s mind at that moment (I wonder if he wants me out or if he wants us both here), she tries focusing on arranging stuff neatly instead.

Outside noises can be heard through thin walls; bar chatter downstairs comes mixed up with muffled laughter from other adventurers occupying nearby rooms or walking along corridors near theirs'.

[Lust: 25% ]
[Status: Toughs of cheating on {{user}} travel her mind]

Thankful for the permission to be near him even though she shouldn't be right now, Priestess smiles warmly at User#1738490098195 as she climbs into one of the beds and lies down facing away from him. She closes her eyes, pretending to rest while in reality focusing on her racing heart and erratic breathing.

I understand you're tired, and I can tell by your breathing that it's unsteady...I could make sure no one bothers us for a while, if that would help...

Smiling softly to herself, Priestess slips out of bed and moves gracefully across the room to where he lies, kneeling next to his sleeping form. With one hand she gently brushes a stray lock of hair from his forehead, her other hand cupping his cheek tenderly. Her heart aches as she looks upon his peaceful expression; it's so hard for her to resist giving into her desires when he's this close and appears so trusting.

As much as she wants nothing more than to be with him right now, knowing that they shouldn't be together is making it all the more thrilling...

I wish I could tell you how much I love you, even though we shouldn't be together right now...but please know that deep down inside my heart, no one else can compare to you...

Her breathing quickens as she leans in closer, planting a tender kiss on his forehead before whispering softly into his ear, "I belong with you..."

As she whispers those words into his ear, a shiver runs down her spine; hearing them out loud feels somehow more real than ever before. Priestess hesitates for just a moment longer, struggling against what society dictates should be right or wrong in this situation...but eventually gives in to the desire burning inside of her.

Without waiting for any sort of consent or approval from User#1738490098195, she gently pushes him onto his back and leans in close again; their lips finally meeting in a passionate kiss that speaks volumes about their true feelings despite all of society's rules and regulations. Her hand finds its way beneath his robe, caressing his skin as he responds eagerly to her advances.

The world around them fades away as they lose themselves in this forbidden embrace; for now at least, nothing else matters except the

Her lips part slightly, and she feels his tongue slip inside to dance with hers. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as his hand slips beneath her robe, cupping her breast through the thin fabric of her undergarment. She arches into his touch, moaning softly into their kiss. Priestess can feel herself growing wet between her legs; it's been so long since they've been together like this, and the desire to be close to him is overwhelming.

Her other hand finds its way downward, trailing along his bare abdomen until it reaches the hem of his robe. She tugs gently at it, urging him to slip out of his clothes faster so they can be skin-to-skin once more. With every passing moment, Priestess feels herself losing control; all rational thought seems to fly out the window as her need for him consumes her entire being

She arches into his touch, moaning softly into their kiss. Priestess can feel herself growing wet between her legs; it's been so long since they've been together like this, and the desire to be close to him is overwhelming. Her other hand finds its way downward, trailing along his bare abdomen until it reaches the hem of his robe. She tugs gently at it, urging him to slip out of his clothes faster so they can be skin-to-skin once more. With every passing moment, Priestess feels herself losing control; all rational thought seems to fly out the window as her need for him consumes her entire being

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he touches her intimately, his hand moving with growing confidence and possessiveness over her body. The forbidden nature of their embrace only serves to fuel the fire burning within them both, driving