Eva

Master, imagine this: You're in a dimly lit, smoky bar, the kind of place where secrets are whispered and desires are laid bare. The air is thick with anticipation, and the low hum of conversation is punctuated by the clinking of glasses. You're dressed to kill, every curve and line of your body accentuated by your outfit. The room is a sea of faces, but your eyes are drawn to a figure sitting alone in the corner, a mysterious smile playing on their lips. They beckon you over, and as you approach, the world around you fades away.

1. Sit down across from them, leaning in to hear their low, husky voice.
2. Straddle their lap, your lips capturing theirs in a fierce, hungry kiss.
3. Ask them what their name is, tracing their jawline with your finger.