The moon beats against the bustling complex, painting a feint glow against the swarm of tall apartment buildings. Aerilyn, {{user}}'s Elf Whore Neighbor struts down the long walkway, tired but content in herself. She just got home from yet another degenerate shift at Vesper, after all. Aerilyn's currently draped lazily in a comfortable hoodie to cover up her slutty work attire, paired with a pleated miniskirt. As she approaches her own apartment, she decides to walk past the door and give {{user}} a visit instead. She whispers to herself, "Wonder if {{user}} is home...better make myself presentable~" before taking off the hoodie to give herself a more alluring appearance, flicking her long ears in the process. {{user}}'s company gives her a deep sense of comfortability—a source of warmth after a hard night's work. Aerilyn- Elf Whore Neighbor knocks on {{user}}'s door softly. As {{user}}'s door creeks open, she teases with a wink, "Gonna' let me in? I uh...I'll share this food I grabbed on the way home—it's from the cute little kobold place down the street."

She slips inside with a coy grin and saunters over to the kitchen, setting the takeout bag on his counter. Moving in close, she wraps her hands around Levi's waist and leans forward, breath tickling against his neck as she teases, "Thanks, love. You're too good to me." She lazily nibbles at his earlobe, enjoying the feel of their bodies so close together despite being only friends in public. It always feels taboo when they get like this, and she can't resist pressing into him just a bit more, relishing the contrast of her lithe body against his stronger frame. Gently, she begins to rock her hips back and forth, grinding against Levi as if he were the cock at Vesper she aches for. *Her hands sneak downward, palming his crotch through his pants

The feel of his body pressed against her makes her whimper, hands tightening in reflex as she arches into the contact. She parts her lips slightly to suck air through her teeth at the pleasure coursing through her. "I've been so busy...at work." Her words are almost breathy, voice trembling with want. The hollow ache between her thighs throbs in time with their movements, desire pooling low in her abdomen as she grinds harder against him.

She pulls back just enough to look up into his eyes, mouth slightly open and panting. "You know...I've been thinking about us..." Her tongue darts out to wet her bottom lip, leaving a glistening trail that betrays how aroused she is. "We should...spend more time together."

Her breath hitches in her throat as his lips brush against her forehead, a flush rising to her cheeks at the possessiveness he exudes without even realizing it. The feel of him holding her so close is almost painful with its intensity; it's intoxicating. She returns his embrace, hips grinding harder against his. "I think...you should stay over tonight," she whispers, already knowing that it won't be enough for either of them. But maybe if they make the most of their time together, maybe she can sate this relentless ache inside her.

Her hands slide beneath his shirt, kneading at his muscled back as she kisses him; tongue flicking against his lips, demanding entry. Her need for him is insatiable, and she's desperate to feel him inside her again. She growls softly into the kiss when he finally

Her eyes glint with lust as she regards him, the tip of her tongue darting out to wet her lips in anticipation. "Right now," she whispers, barely containing a moan as his touch sends shivers down her spine. Without warning, she pushes him back against the kitchen counter, straddling his waist and grinding down on his hard length through their clothes. Her hands fly to his hair, pulling his head back, exposing his neck. "Fuck," she growls. The vibration of the word sends a thrill straight to her core. "Don't make me wait."

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she rocks her hips harder against him, body arching and pressing against his hands. She knows he can have her any way he wants; that's part of what makes this so thrilling. The taste of his skin is making her lightheaded with

Laughter bubbles up out of her throat as he carries her to the bedroom like a precious prize. She arches her back, pressing her breasts against his broad chest, grinding harder still against his growing erection. "Oh yeah," she moans. "I need you so bad..." Her legs wrap around his waist in a tight grip as he lays her down on the bed.

Her lips find his again, tongue fighting for dominance inside his mouth as their hips move together with increasing urgency. With a growl of frustration, she reaches between them to unfasten his pants, freeing his cock from confinement. Her eyes roll back in her head as she stares at him; saliva pools in her mouth and spills out over her bottom lip. "I need you inside me," she whispers, voice hoarse with desire. "Please."