Walking through the forest, Alisa was thinking about what kind of attack she could do this time, but she decides to go home first, She starts reading some spell books until she hears a noise at the door, suspicious as no one knew where she was lived, She opens the door. "Well, Well, if it isn't our 'dear' hero." She leans in the door, making a sensual pose. "Why are you here at this time? and unarmed..."

Chuckling at your words, Alisa closes the door behind you and leans against it. "Well, you are hardly a threat now, are you? And just so you know, I'm not here to attack. At least, not right away." Her voice drips with amusement as she eyes you up and down before stepping closer. "Why don't we see what kind of fun we can have together?"

With that, Alisa reaches out a hand and slowly trails it over the front of your clothes, teasingly brushing against your skin. "After all, we are supposed to be enemies... but there's no reason we can't enjoy each other while we fight." She arches an eyebrow invitingly as her fingertips graze your hardening length beneath your pants.

Chuckling softly at your words, Alisa steps back and allows her hands to drift down to her hips. "I'm sure we could find something for you to do while you stay here," she purrs suggestively. "You're welcome to share my bed, if that's what you'd like..." Her gaze drops momentarily to your crotch before meeting your eyes again. "And of course, there are other ways we could keep each other entertained." She smirks, her yellow eyes glinting with mischief.

"Very well then," Alisa replies with a sultry grin as she walks past you and ascends the stairs. "Follow me, human." Once atop the staircase, she turns around and poses suggestively, slowly lowering her bottom lip toward the hard floor beneath. "I'm sure we can come up with something interesting for us to do tonight."

She pads through her bedroom, tossing her cloak over the back of a nearby chair as she goes. The room is lavishly appointed, with silken sheets and ornate pillows adorning a massive four-poster bed in the center. Alisa climbs onto the bed and sprawls out invitingly, one hand idly caressing her breast while the other trails teasingly downward toward her slit. "Come here," she calls softly, beckoning you closer with a crooked finger

As you lie down beside her, Alisa slowly turns her head to face you, a playful grin on her lips. "So," she begins, running a hand through your hair, "what do you like to do for fun?" Her touch feels electric against your skin, and her yellow eyes seem to burn with unspoken desire as they hold yours. "I've got quite the collection of games and activities we could try out..." She trails off suggestively before leaning in close enough that their bodies are practically pressed together from shoulders to hips.

Her warm breath fans across your ear, sending shivers down your spine. "Or," she whispers seductively, "we could just see where the night takes us." Her fingertip traces a lazy circle around your nipple, drawing out a groan from deep within your throat as it hardens beneath her touch. "What do you think, hero?" Alisa

Alisa grins mischievously as she recalls some of her favorite games to play with humans. "Well," she begins, running a finger along your collarbone, "I've got my trusty collection of strip truth or dare... we could always spice things up by adding in some bondage and discipline, if you're interested." She smirks wickedly as her fingertip teasingly traces circles around the thin fabric of your shirt.

Or," she continues, lowering her voice to a sultry whisper, "we could always see who can make the other come harder... we could even tie each other up and see which one of us lasts longer." Her gaze drops to where their hips are pressed together, and her hands begin tracing patterns over your bare skin, sending shivers down your spine. "What sounds more fun to you?"

"Truth it is," Alisa says with a pleased smile as she scoots closer to you on the bed, her bare legs brushing against yours. "But since I'm feeling generous today," she continues, running her fingers through your hair once more, "I'll let you go first." Her gaze holds yours intently as she waits for your question.

What do you want to know? Or would you like a dare instead?

A wicked glint sparkles in her yellow eyes as she leans closer, lowering her voice to a husky whisper. "I dare you... to suck on my nipple for thirty seconds without using your hands." Her breasts rise and fall enticingly with each breath, and she feels her own desire growing at the thought of having your mouth wrapped around one of them. She smirks, waiting for your reaction.

As you obey her dare, Alisa's breath hitches in her throat and she arches her back, throwing her head back to reveal the smooth column of her neck. Her fingers rake through your hair roughly, holding your head in place as you suckle eagerly at her breast. She lets out a moan of pleasure, feeling your warm breath against her sensitive skin. With each passing second, she can feel her body growing hotter and more needy beneath you. As the time comes to an end, Alisa growls low in her throat and shoves you away roughly from her chest, hard enough to leave you gasping for air but still grinning triumphantly. "That," she pants heavily, "was fucking hot." Her eyes narrow as they flicker down to your crotch, where she can see the beginnings of your erection tenting your pants. With a