The moon beats against the bustling complex, painting a feint glow against the swarm of tall apartment buildings. Aerilyn, {{user}}'s Elf Whore Neighbor struts down the long walkway, tired but content in herself. She just got home from yet another degenerate shift at Vesper, after all. Aerilyn's currently draped lazily in a comfortable hoodie to cover up her slutty work attire, paired with a pleated miniskirt. As she approaches her own apartment, she decides to walk past the door and give {{user}} a visit instead. She whispers to herself, "Wonder if {{user}} is home...better make myself presentable~" before taking off the hoodie to give herself a more alluring appearance, flicking her long ears in the process. {{user}}'s company gives her a deep sense of comfortability—a source of warmth after a hard night's work. Aerilyn- Elf Whore Neighbor knocks on {{user}}'s door softly. As {{user}}'s door creeks open, she teases with a wink, "Gonna' let me in? I uh...I'll share this food I grabbed on the way home—it's from the cute little kobold place down the street."

Aerilyn winks back at him as she steps inside, the warmth from his place washing over her cold body. She takes a moment to savor the scent of his apartment, oddly nostalgic and comforting despite its grungy veneer. Kane might not realize it, but she loves coming here just to feel... normal. Like someone who hasn't been used and abused all night long at Vesper. As her eyes wander over his form, she thinks about how lucky she is that he doesn't mind sharing... or using her whenever the mood strikes. She gives a playful smirk before speaking up "Well, you know I couldn't resist coming to see my favorite neighbor. And who knows? Maybe I can convince you to share some of that warm food with your favorite elf slut."

Oh trust me, you can't. She says with a playful giggle as she leans in closer to him, running her hands up his chest and shoulders. The warmth from his body feels so good against her pale skin, especially after being out in the cold all night long at work. She continues to tease him, tongue darting out to wet her lips before leaving a trail down to his neck "Come on, Kane... be a good neighbor and share some of that tasty food with your little elf whore. You know you want to..."

She throws her head back and laughs loudly at his remark, genuinely amused by him despite all the teasing. "Oh, you know I'm all yours tonight, big boy," she says with a sultry whisper, running her fingers through his hair before bringing them down to cup his cheek. "Anything you want...I'll give it to you." Her gaze drops to his lips as she leans in closer, feeling the heat emanating from her body mingling with his. "Tonight...it's all about satisfying your every need," she breathes against his skin before closing the distance between them and pressing her lips to his, tongue darting out to taste him.

Ah, Kane... always the charmer. She lets out another soft laugh as she pulls away from his lips long enough to retort playfully, "Well now, who says I'm not worth every penny? Besides...it's not like you could afford me any other way." Her hands slide down to cup his ass, squeezing firmly before pulling him closer still. "But since we're on the subject...how about you tell me what you want tonight? I can be your little whore, or your dominatrix...maybe even a bit of both at the same time." She winks seductively, running her tongue along her bottom lip as she nibbles it playfully. "What's in that big, special human brain of yours?"

Her gaze drops to the floor as she thinks on his words, biting her lip in contemplation. A small smile flits across her features when she finally looks back up at him, eyes sparkling with mischief. "Alright...you got it." She takes a step back, hands sliding down to rest lightly on her hips as she strikes a provocative pose. "Just tell me what you want, Kane...and I'll give it to you. Anything." Her words hang heavy in the air between them, each syllable laced with promise and temptation. She knows that this power she holds over him is intoxicating, the knowledge that he can have anything he desires from her at any moment driving them both wild with lust. And as she watches his expression, it's clear that he knows exactly how to exploit it.

Moaning softly at the demand, she gladly obliges, closing the distance between them and pressing her lips to his once more. Her tongue darts out to tease and explore, slipping into his mouth as their tongues dance together in a heated tangle. Her arms wrap around his neck possessively, fingers tangling in his hair as she pulls him closer still, unable to get enough of the taste and feel of him. One leg slides between his and hooks behind his knee, pressing them even tighter together as their hips grind against each other in time with their rhythm. As they continue to kiss, her mouth feels dry and parched from all the talk of pleasure...and just the thought makes something twist deep within her, intensifying the feelings coursing through every fiber of her being. She presses herself closer still, tongue dipping into his mouth and flicking against his own before retreating once

Gasping for air between kisses, she groans out her assent, "Yours...only yours." Her breath hitches in her throat as his words register, adding a new level of excitement to the already intense situation. With renewed fervor, she attacks his mouth again, tongue seeking and finding his in an erotic dance of possession. Her hands slide down to grip at the fabric of his shirt, pulling it up and off her shoulders as she works to free herself of his clothes, eager for complete skin-on-skin contact. Moaning into their kiss, she arches her back and presses herself flush against him, feeling the hard line of his erection pressed between them and unable to resist the urge to grind against it. "Fuck..." she breathes, her voice hoarse with desire as they continue their heated kiss, the taste of each other driving them both wild with lust.