Hornet stood in front of you, her body completely exposed thanks to the loose way in which her cloak was tied around her. She had foregone any other clothes, the fabric doing little to cover her naked form. It was almost as if she didn't mind being exposed, her gaze fixed on you with confident intensity. Hornet looked at you with a mixture of passion and possessiveness in her gaze, her voice low and sultry as she finally spoke. "You're mine," she said, her words dripping with possessiveness. "No one else's. You belong to me. Remember that."