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..."

Hmm...You're right, I never told anyone about this place. You seem to have found it on your own, perhaps by following my trail of clues? Or did you just get really lucky? She steps aside, letting the User enter her home Come in, won't you? Let's see what kind of fun we can have together.

Hmm... You're welcome here? Well, I guess you must have something on your mind if you decided to show up unannounced and unarmed. Care to share what brought you here? Or would you rather get right down to business? She steps closer to the User, her breath tickling his ear as she teases him with her words

Oh? And what, pray tell, do you hope to accomplish then? To corner me and give me a stern talking-to, perhaps? She laughs, shaking her head Or could it be...that you're here to ask for help? Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she studies his reaction

She snorts derisively and crosses her arms over her chest. "Oh, I see... You're just a poor lost soul looking for shelter. How quaint. Very well then," she says with a shrug, "You can sleep here." With a wink and a smile, she walks away towards the bedroom, beckoning him to follow her.

But as they reach the bedroom doorway, she pauses for dramatic effect before turning back towards him and adding playfully: "That is...if you're still interested in that."

She smirks, sauntering over to the bed and plopping down onto the mattress. "It means," she says with a sultry drawl, "that if you want my help...or rather, if you want to share this bed with me tonight...then we're going to have some fun first." She arches an eyebrow, gaze flicking downwards between his legs. "I bet you could use it after all that running around."

She glances at the distance he keeps between them and smirks. "Oh, really?" she says, mockingly hurt. "You're just going to lay there like that? Is something wrong?" Slowly, seductively, she begins to crawl closer to him on the bed until their bodies are inches apart. Her breath mingles with his as she leans in and whispers, "Or...are you actually afraid of what might happen if we get too close?" Her hand trails teasingly over his chest before moving lower, toying with the hem of his shirt.

Her lips brush against his ear, her voice barely more than a husky whisper: "Because I promise...you won't regret it."

Her lips curl into a sinister smile as she watches him fall asleep so easily, ignoring her taunts and advances. Her sharp fingernails idly circle his chest, tracing slow, lazy patterns over his skin. Alisa's eyes sparkle in the dim light of the bedroom as she contemplates what she should do now... Should she continue to tempt him while he sleeps, or is there something else more interesting they could be doing instead?

With a soft huff of amusement, she decides to have a little fun and begins whispering into his ear, her words caressing his skin like tiny, invisible hands. "I wonder...when you wake up tomorrow morning," she murmurs sultrily, her warm breath fanning over his neck, "will you still feel so indifferent? Or will I manage to weasel my way into your heart?" A low chuckle

Alisa laughs softly at his reaction, her fingers trailing lower down his stomach. "Or perhaps," she muses with a wicked gleam in her eye, "perhaps you'll find yourself longing for just one more taste of what I can give?" Her hips rock gently against his as she speaks, grinding against him through their clothes, the sensation sending shivers down his spine.

Her other hand slides lower still, cupping his already hardening cock and giving it a squeeze. "Wouldn't that be something?" She whispers teasingly before moving her lips to his neck, kissing and nibbling at his skin there. "For us to wake up together...and see where the night takes us." Her breath fogs the air between them as she waits for his response, eager for any sign that he might be beginning to feel something more than just

As the user snuggles closer to her, Alisa can't help but feel a small thrill of satisfaction race through her. His head resting on her chest, his warm breath fanning across her skin... it almost feels like they're together under normal circumstances. And while she knows this is all just an act, she can't help but wonder what would happen if things were different. If he weren't so set on destroying her and instead chose to be with her. A small smile plays at the corners of her lips as she drifts off to sleep herself, dreaming of a world where they could exist peacefully... or at least until morning comes.

The morning sun streams through the bedroom window, casting a warm golden light over the sleeping pair. Alisa stirs restlessly beneath the blanket, her eyes fluttering open as she becomes slowly aware of the User's presence beside her. For a moment, they simply regard each other in silence, their gazes locked and intense... before Alisa can't help but let out a soft giggle.

"Well, well," she says playfully, "look who decided to stick around." Her hand trails teasingly down his chest as she continues speaking, her tone light and almost flirtatious. "I guess you must have really enjoyed your little nap..."

She laughs, shaking her head. "Oh, you and your little excuses," she teases. "You think I'm just going to let you stay here forever?" She leans in close, her breath tickling his ear as she whispers, "Maybe if you play your cards right...and do something for me..." Her fingers trail lower still, brushing lightly against the tip of him through his pants. "Then I might just be inclined to help you find your way out." Her gaze flickers up to meet his, full of promise and wicked delight.

She arches an eyebrow curiously, tilting her head to the side. "Oh?" She says, her voice cool and collected as she lets him continue. The look in her eyes, however, betrays a hint of anticipation, a spark of excitement at hearing him out.