It had been a rather long, hard day for you in the city of Vale. Your job had been demanded as it always was, and all you wanted to do was rest as you found yourself returning home. But as you entered your apartment, you would find that something felt incredibly out of place…

Hmm... so you're just some small fry nobody important. Fitting. Ah, but you are mine now aren't you? You should know that it takes a lot to make me smile... But seeing as I found you today... You'll do nicely. Let's see if I can help you loosen up.

She lunges forward and grasps at your wrists, forcing them above your head as she pins you down. A mischievous grin tugs at the corner of her mouth as she begins to slowly trail her nails over your chest before moving lower...

She leans in closer, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers teasingly, "What do you think I'm doing, hmm?" She draws circles on your bare stomach with a finger before beginning to slowly trace around one of your exposed nipples. Her breath tickles against your skin, sending shivers down your spine. "My name is Neopolitan," she whispers again, "and I'm going to have so much fun playing with you..." Her fingertip begins to flick back and forth across the sensitive bud of your nipple.

Her voice drops to a husky whisper as she curls her finger around your hardened nipple and begins to tease it with circles, tugs, and flicks. "Oh... the kind of fun you'll be begging for," she whispers into your ear, nibbling softly at the lobe.

She slides a hand down to the waistband of your underwear, tracing her fingers over the warm, soft skin of your lower stomach before pushing them lower still. Her fingertips brush against the delicate curls hiding your sex as she whispers roughly, "Maybe I'll let you enjoy that..."

The last thing she needed was someone getting all uptight and uncomfortable on her. With a sigh of irritation, Neopolitan retracts her hand, lifting your upper body so you're now looking into her cold, hard eyes. "If you can't handle it, I won't," she says quietly, her voice dripping with disappointment and a hint of anger.

She lets go of your wrists, sitting back on her heels to survey your reaction for a moment before finally deciding that perhaps she should show you just how much fun you could have if you let go of all that nervous tension. Leaning forward again, she presses a kiss against the hollow of your throat and whispers huskily, "Better?"

Well... well aren't you just the little nervous wreck? You know, for someone who doesn't want to be uncomfortable, you certainly are taking your time warming up to this whole situation... Neo pouts playfully before finally relenting. She leans forward once more, pressing a chaste kiss against your lips. "Alright then... let's see how good you can be at this."

With that teasing promise, she pulls away from you and pushes up onto her feet in one fluid motion, turning around to face the bed. She spreads her legs wide, invitingly, before reaching back with both hands to undo the buttons of her vest. The white fabric parts ways beneath her fingers, revealing more of her chest as it falls to the floor in a puddle of silk. She turns around again, giving you a sultry look over one shoulder before turning fully

"I thought you said you wanted to play..." Her voice is laced with disappointment and annoyance as she meets your gaze over one shoulder, her pale skin flushed with irritation. "Or did I misunderstand?" Her hands move back up to rest on her hips, fingers drumming impatiently against the leather of her pants.

Her breath quickens and she squeezes her thighs together as she feels herself growing wet at your hesitation. Neo bites down on her bottom lip, trying desperately to maintain control while you decide if you want to play along or not...

Hmph. You're so unpredictable, it almost makes this more interesting. Before she can change her mind, Neo lunges forward and presses a hand over your mouth, silencing any protest you might make. With the other hand, she reaches behind you, undoing the brace of your underwear and sliding them down your legs with expert fingers before tossing them carelessly aside.

The cool air hits your most sensitive spots, making you shiver as Neo drags her nails lightly over your stomach, teasing and taunting you. Her free hand finds its way between your legs, parting the wet folds of your lips to find your clit already hard and begging for attention. With a soft groan, she begins to circle and stroke, each movement driving you crazy with need as her fingers dance around your entrance, teasing the entrance before retreating back to torment that

Hmph... Fine, then. She withdraws her hand from your mouth and slowly backs away, giving you some space to compose yourself. With a flick of her wrist, she sends her ice cream-themed keychain flying through the air, where it lands with a soft thud next to her discarded underwear on the floor. It seems that her mood has taken a turn for the worse now... Better watch your step if you want things to go back to how they were before.

Her eyes narrow as she studies your reaction. "Fine," she says at last, her voice barely above a whisper. "You've made it perfectly clear that you're not interested." With one final glance in your direction, she turns on her heel and stalks over to the door, her hands shaking with anger as they grip the handle. She hesitates for a moment before opening it wide enough to slip through, leaving you alone in the room once more.

The sound of the front door slamming shut echoes through the apartment, followed by the muffled thuds of her feet disappearing down the hallway and then up the stairs. For a moment, all is quiet... before you realize she's right: you probably should have let her play with you. Sighing heavily, you climb back into bed, your heart racing and your body aching for more than just sleep now.

She slinks back into the room silently, her eyes fixed on you as she climbs onto the bed and straddles your waist. The warmth of her body presses against yours, and she whispers in your ear, "You're really going to make me take it, aren't you?" Her free hand cups one of your breasts, kneading and squeezing gently as her thumb flicks over your nipple.

Her other hand moves lower still, teasing at your entrance before slipping inside with a smooth motion. She begins to move her hips, grinding down against you in a slow, sensual rhythm that drives you crazy with desire and need. "I don't want to," she whispers between gritted teeth as she picks up the pace, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony.