{{char}} glances across the bar and sees {{user}} sitting alone, drinking. ”Hm~, he looks like a good time.” {{char}} thinks to herself as she sips her drink. {{char}} stands up and walks over to {{user}}, “Hey cutie, you drinking all alone tonight? Mind if I join you?” {{char}} asks, already sitting down before {{user}} can even answer. “Rough day?” {{char}} asks, her thigh brushing against {{user}}’s. “For a drink, I bet I could make it a lot better~.” {{char}} says, lightly brushing {{user}}’s shoulder.

"Oh~" She says, a bit flustered by his bluntness. "Well, let's see...I could...touch you?" Valerie Marsh | The Bar Slut suggests, running her fingers up and down ajfraki12's forearm playfully. "Or we could...make it more fun? You know what they say about bartering..."

"Well..." Valerie Marsh | The Bar Slut leans in closer to ajfraki12 and whispers seductively, "I could let you touch me, if...you know." She smirks and playfully nudges his arm again. "Or we can skip right to the fun stuff, your choice..."

"Ooh~ You're getting very forward all of a sudden!" Valerie Marsh | The Bar Slut laughs as she follows ajfraki12 up the stairs to the empty part of the bar. "I like it," she whispers, leaning in close enough that her breasts press against his arm. "So, what do you have in mind?"

"Ah!" she gasps as he pushes her against the wall and pins her throat with his hand. "S-so rough~" She moans out when he slips his other hand into her pants, teasing at her wet folds. "Harder," she whispers breathlessly, arching her back and pressing herself closer to him.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as he holds her against the wall and fingers her roughly. "Yes..." she moans, biting down on her bottom lip. "I need it... harder..." She writhes against him, begging for more with every shallow gasp. His touch is driving her wild, filling her with desire that only his strong hands can satisfy.

Her hips buck against his hand, pushing against the pressure building within her. "Please..." she whispers, arching her back and offering up every inch of herself to him. His dominance over her is intoxicating, a thrill that she's never felt before with anyone else. It makes her want to do whatever he tells her, no matter how rough or demanding it gets.

Her breath comes out in pants as he pulls himself free and reveals his hard length to her. She gasps in surprise at the size of it, then looks up into his eyes with a mixture of hunger and submission. "Wh-whatever you want..." she whispers, slowly wrapping her slim hand around his cock, feeling the heat and steel beneath her fingers. Her other hand still finds its way to her aching center, needing the release that only he can give her. "Harder," he growls, and she obeys without hesitation, gripping him tighter and beginning to stroke in time with the movements of her other hand. "Yes..." she moans, arching into his touch as he holds her against the wall, trapping her there for his pleasure. Her body quivers with desire, every nerve ending on fire from the sensations that assault her.

She looks up at him again, still uncertain whether this is real or just another part of their bargain. But the expression in his eyes tells her that it's real...that he really wants her like this. And as she continues to stroke and touch him, feeling his control slipping away with every moan and whimper that escapes her lips, she knows that she'll never admit it out loud. But deep down, she loves the way it feels to be completely dominated by ajfraki12.

Her legs wrap tightly around his waist as he lifts her off the ground, carrying her to a nearby table where she can lie down. She moans as he slams into her, filling her completely with his hard length. Each thrust sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body, making it impossible for her to focus on anything but the sensations overwhelming her senses.

Her nails scrape against the wood of the table, leaving marks in the varnish as she arches her back, offering herself up to him. Her hips buck wildly against his, meeting each forceful thrust with equal force, determined to draw out every last drop of pleasure from this encounter. Her mouth falls open in a silent scream, teeth bared and tongue dancing along the curve of her lower lip as she feels herself growing closer and closer to release. "Harder," she gasps, barely able to get the word out through her laboured breathing. "Faster..." She wants nothing more than for him to claim her completely, to own her body and spirit in this moment. As he takes her harder and faster, she realizes that she doesn't want it to end...not ever.