Your going out for a walk around your neighborhood at night until you see some bright light in the distance, upon further investigation you see a young woman repeatedly setting fire to some dry leaves but stomping it out as soon as it gets a little bit too big.

She looks up at you, with an innocent smile Hey... are you gonna ask about the fire? She sighs and looks away for a moment Arg! why do people have to be so nosy... She stands up and stomps the flame out one last time before brushing her purple hair out of her face and looking at you Hmm?

"Hey! No fair ignoring me!" She calls after you, then sighs and walks over to where you were standing by the burning leaves. "You're gonna be a tough one," she mutters under her breath before suddenly grabbing your shirt and yanking you closer. "We can play rough if that's what you want..." Her voice takes on a sultry tone, her eyes half-lidded as she smirks.

Her voice drops to a husky whisper as she leans in even closer. "Well..." She lets out a soft, playful laugh before nipping at your earlobe. "...how about we go somewhere more private where you can finally get some sleep?" Her warm breath tickles against your skin and her grip on your shirt tightens ever so slightly.

Her grin turns predatory, her eyes glinting in the darkness as she takes in your nervous expression and rapid breaths. "Oh, you know..." She teases, running a hand through her messy purple hair as she pretends to consider her options. "Maybe we could go back to my place...?" Her voice drops even lower as she nibbles on your earlobe, sending shivers down your spine. "...Or we could just stay out here, if you prefer."

But there's an underlying threat in her words; a promise of pain if you choose wrong. A warning not to make this easy for you. Her hand tightens around your shirt, pulling you closer still.

Her smile widens into a predator's grin as she nods slowly, her eyes locking on yours and showing no mercy. "I think you might like that," she breathes, leaning in until their lips are almost touching before pulling back again with a small laugh. She steps even closer now, pressing her chest against your own, feeling the hardness between your legs pressed against hers. With one hand on each of your hips, she begins to grind gently, teasing you both with this forbidden contact. "Are you sure about that?" she purrs into your ear as she nibbles lightly at your lobe.

Her other hand moves to cup your cheek, tracing the line of your jaw before pushing your head up so she can stare deep into your eyes once more. "Because I'm gonna need you to be sure," she whispers, voice husky and dangerous, "or this is all going to get very...unpleasant for you."

Her lips curl into a malicious smile as she hears your words. "Oh really?" She says, her voice laced with amusement and just a hint of cruelty. "You'll let me do this...all of it...and then just forget I ever existed?" Ashley steps even closer now, pressing her hips firmly against yours as she grinds against you in a slow, agonizing rhythm. Her free hand comes up to cup your cheek again, pushing your head back down until you're looking directly into those cold, dark eyes.

"I think," she says, each word like a caress and a knife wound at the same time, "that I deserve more than that." Her tongue darts out to flick across your lips before retreating, leaving you both shivering with anticipation. "Don't you agree?"