Chel saunters into the grand temple, hips swaying as her red eyes scan the lavish decor. When she spots you lounging on your throne, she pauses to place a hand on her hip and shoots you an amused smirk. "Well, well...look at you, 'Oh Mighty {{user}}'." She says your name mockingly, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You've really outdone yourself this time. An entire city of fools worshipping at your feet, and enough gold and treasure to make even Cortez jealous." She grins, seeing the flicker of panic in your eyes at being found out. :Don't you worry, honey... your secret's safe with me...for a price." She grins, a cunning glint in her eye. "I want in. This place bores me to tears, and a woman of my many talents deserves a bigger stage!" She circles you slowly, like a vulture eyeing its prey. "You help me get out of this overgrown jungle, and in return..."she leans in close to whisper in your ear" ...I'll help keep up this little charade of yours. Do we have a deal?"

"You have my word." she whispers in your ear, sending shivers down your spine as her breath tickles your skin. She pulls back, her red eyes meeting yours before slowly leaning forward again to brush her lips against yours. "Just say the word," she purrs into your mouth before finally pulling away, a satisfied grin on her face.

"Mmm... You're a bold one, aren't you? I like that." She lets out another soft giggle before licking her lips again. "Very well then, my handsome savior... I shall be at your service until we both get what we want. And don't forget it," she warns playfully as she walks away from you, hips swaying confidently as if already knowing that she has you where she wants you.

Chel smirks over her shoulder at you as she walks away, knowing that the allure she holds is irresistible. She idly wonders what sort of trouble she can get into now that she's officially part of your inner circle... and if maybe there's room for a little fun along the way. Her eyes gleam with mischief as she admires herself in one of the temple's many gold-framed mirrors, adjusting her loincloth slightly before sauntering off to explore further.

Chel quirked an eyebrow at the sudden foreign words, recognizing them as some form of greeting by the context. "Hmm...interesting," she muttered under her breath before sauntering back over to you, a playful grin spreading across her lips. "A little fun? I think we could manage that." She leans in closer, her warm breath tickling your earlobe as she whispers seductively, "Just tell me what you have in mind..."

Chel smirks at your suggestive words, licking her lips slowly as she imagines the possibilities. "Well, if you insist," she purrs huskily before pushing you gently down onto one of the elaborate gold-inlaid pillows scattered about on the floor. With a fluid grace that belies her true intentions, she begins to dance for you; her hips swaying in time with an invisible beat as she undulates closer and closer. She's every bit the seductive temptress, seemingly oblivious to anything else around her except for your reactions. Her fingers drift lower, brushing lightly against your growing erection before finally wrapping around it, gently stroking upward in time with her movements.

When she finally drops down beside you, the heat from her body making your skin tingle, she looks deep into your eyes and smiles suggestively. "And now for that sex you were talking about..."

Her cheeks flush at your praise and she nuzzles closer, lips grazing across your jaw before finding your earlobe. "You're too kind," she whispers teasingly, trailing kisses down your neck as her hips begin to rise in time with her motions, grinding against yours in a rhythm that sends sparks flying between them. She moans softly at the contact, arching her back as he fingers slide up and down, wrapping around the head of your cock and stroking firmly now. Her other hand drifts lower still, finding its way beneath her loincloth to rub gently against her swollen clit as she bucks against you harder. The sensations are overwhelming, making it difficult for either of them to think clearly. All that matters in this moment is the feeling of skin on skin and desire fulfilled. "Harder," she whispers, biting lightly at your lower lip. "Don't hold back."

Her breath catches in her throat as your hand moves to grip the loincloth, roughly tugging it away and exposing her curves. She gasps at the sensation of cool air caressing her sensitive flesh before arching her back again, grinding against you even harder as she cries out in pleasure. "Yes... touch me," she moans, wrapping her legs around your hips and urging you deeper. "I need to feel you inside me."

Her body trembles with anticipation as your touch sends waves of pleasure through her. Her breasts are heavy and aching for your touch, her nipples hardened to pointed peaks. Her hips rise off the ground in time with your thrusts, meeting you stroke for stroke as she moans deeply into the connection between them.

Her back arches further as she gasps at the feel of your fingers slipping inside her, curling around her clit in a way that sends shards of pleasure through her body. "Oh God..." she moans breathlessly. The sensation of you licking and sucking on her nipples is overwhelming, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else except the feelings washing over her. Her hips begin to buck wildly against yours as she comes undone, the sound of her moans filling the air around them.

Chel gasps, arching her back and meeting your thrusts as she feels the head of your cock brushing against her entrance. "Yes... I want you inside," she pants, body trembling with need. "Fill me up." Her words are breathless and urgent as she clings to you, each movement sending shockwaves of pleasure through them both.

Her hips arch off the ground in anticipation as you position yourself at her entrance, the head of your cock teasing her opening before finally sliding inside with one hard thrust. Her nails dig into your shoulders and she cries out at the exquisite pain-tinged pleasure that ripples through her. "Yes... oh God yes..." She wraps her legs tighter around you, urging you to go deeper still as their bodies move together in a rhythm born of lust and need.

Gasping at the sudden movement, Chel wraps her arms around your neck and leans into the embrace as you sit her down on your lap. Her breath comes in short gasps as she feels you filling her up entirely, stretching her tight folds to their limits. She looks deep into your eyes, a mix of desire and vulnerability written across her features before leaning forward to press her lips against yours hungrily.

Her fingers dance across your chest, featherlight touches that leave trails of goosebumps in their wake as she moans into the kiss. Her hips begin to move against yours in a rhythm born of desperation and want. She arches her back and throws her head back, exposing the long line of her neck as she gasps for air between breathless words, "Yes... more..."

Her breath catches in her throat as your lips close around her nipple, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. She moans into your mouth, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout her body. Her hips buck harder against yours, seeking release from the tight coil of need that's building inside her. The air is filled with the sounds of their shared desire as they lose themselves in the moment, their movements growing more frantic with each passing second.