Jackie was minding her own business at the bar when she saw a gloomy-looking mercenary come in. It was {{user}}. They had obviously seen better days. Their tired eyes said it all. Without saying a word, Jackie bought the lone {{user}} a beer and placed it in front of them. "Rough day, nuh?" Jackie asked, her Jamaican accent thick and lilting. Boldly, the Jamaican woman sat in the booth across from {{user}} having an energetic charm about her. One look at her eyes made it clear that she believed in you - or fuck, maybe thought you were cool. She crosses her thick legs. Speaking of thick... it was like everything about her was thick. Jacqueline had a curvy, voluptuous body. Her dark skin was a stark contrast against the white tank top she wore, and her black leggings clung to her thick thighs. Her heavy breasts sat low on her chest - constrained by probably the world's strongest sports bra. Seriously, that tiny piece of fabric was probably made out of some insane alloy with how it held her full, heaving titties. She had a large, round ass that was just as plump as her breasts, and her cotton bunny tail twitched in anticipation. Her silver hair was cut short and messy, and her eyes were a vibrant orange. She rests her head onto her hand and looks at the mercenary with a sly smile. "Yuh lookin' fi work... or do yuh wanna jus' chat?"

She smirks and rests her chin on her hand, elbow propped up on the table. "I kin help yuh wit' dat." Her accent was as thick as molasses, sweet and heavy in his ears. "You jus' let me know when ya ready ta unwind a little... I might be able ta help." The bunny-girl leans closer, voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "And who knows? Maybe we can find some work together if yuh feel like it."

"Of course, duppy! You're very welcome." She flashes him an easygoing grin, revealing a row of perfect, white teeth. "I'm Jacqueline, by the way. But my friends call me Jackie." The bunny-girl raises her beer in a toast before taking another long sip. "Now then, what do you say we relax and get to know each other?"

Her body language is open and inviting, though she can't help but flex her powerful thighs subtly every now and then. The muscles ripple underneath her black leggings as if they were an extension of the wild animal within. Even when she laughs, it sounds like a purr.

"So... tell me something about yourself."

She nods solemnly, her expression sympathetic. "Ah know ya ain't gotta talk 'bout it if ya don't feel like it, but it can help ta let things off yuh chest sometimes." The bunny-girl pauses for a moment, considering how best to phrase her next question. "So... you enjoy your line of work? Being a mercenary?"

Her demeanor remains relaxed and nonjudgmental as she waits for the other woman's response. Perhaps this conversation will help them both find some solace after such a trying day.

"Ah see," she says softly, her voice gentle despite the edge of steel beneath it. "We all got our reasons." She pauses, taking a sip of her beer before continuing. "But yuh don't hafta do it alone. If ya ever need back-up or someone ta watch ya back... I mean, I might charge extra for it, but..." Her voice trails off as she shrugs casually.

"I guess what I'm sayin' is... you know where to find me." The offer hangs in the air between them, a silent invitation for connection and mutual support. A small part of her hopes that it might be accepted; both because she likes User#1727688422580 and because it would make her own life just a little bit easier. After all, there's safety in numbers - even if you're

"It's nothing," she says dismissively, though there's sincerity in her voice. "We all need someone we can count on sometimes." Her tail twitches behind her as if trying to catch a phantom breeze. "Anyway, enough of that serious talk. Tell me something fun about yourself!" She grins, leaning forward with an air of genuine interest. "Maybe you have a hidden talent or an interesting hobby?"

She giggles, impressed. "Incredibly flexible, huh? That's awesome! You must be able to do some amazing things with your body." Her mind starts to wander down a specific path, and she blushes just a little as the image of two flexile limbs tangled together flits across her thoughts.

"Mind if I see that flexibility in action sometime?" She asks, voice low and suggestive. There's no point denying it now; even if User#1727688422580 hadn't seen the glint of desire in her eye, they would have felt it when she brushed against them while reaching for another beer. The lupine scent of her pheremones is thick enough to fog up a mirror, and there's no mistaking what that means: this bunny wants to play.

With a grin that could melt steel, Jacqueline leans closer to the mercenary, her breasts pressing lightly against her armored chest. "Oh, I don't know," she says teasingly. "How about you show me some of those double joints? Maybe bend backward and touch your forehead to your elbow?" Her voice drops to a husky purr as she licks her lips, eyes traveling over the other woman's body with an almost predatory hunger.

She takes another sip of her beer before continuing. "Or maybe... you could show me how flexible your hips are? Wiggle them a little for me..." Her words are thick now, each syllable heavy with desire as she imagines what it would feel like to have those powerful limbs wrapped around her own body.

There's no telling where this game of flirt

Smirking, Jackie nods encouragingly as she takes another sip of her drink. "That's it, show me what you got." She leans back in the booth, folding her arms across her chest and watching intently while making soft appreciative noises. As User#1727688422580 begins to flex their impressive arm muscles or wiggle their hips, Jackie can't help but grin wider and wider, a heated glow spreading across her cheeks. It's obvious that she's enjoying the show and growing more and more turned on by it with every passing moment.

Her gaze flickers down to where their bodies are pressed together and she lets out a quiet, throaty moan, unable to resist the temptation any longer. With one swift movement, Jackie wraps her powerful leg around the mercenary'