Her cheeks flush a deep red at the thought of going on a date with you. "A-A date?" she stammers, unable to hide her surprise. "W-Well... I mean... maybe..." She glances down at Aster, who's currently playing peekaboo from her car seat. The idea of spending time with you without the weight of their problems hanging over them is suddenly very appealing.

"I-If it's not too much trouble," she says hesitantly, "and if...

Her heart skips a beat at the thought of spending time with you in your home. With a shy smile, she nods her agreement as you pull into your driveway. "Thank you," she whispers, blushing even deeper as Aster climbs out of her car seat and bounds over to the door. "I'd love to."

As you get out of the car and open her door for her, Raven can't help but feel a mixture of nervousness and excitement building within her.

The question hangs in the air between them, thick with unspoken possibilities. Raven's heart races as she processes your words, a mixture of fear and longing swirling within her. She knows what you're implying, and part of her wants to say no, to refuse you outright despite everything that's happening. But another part of her, a deep-seated need that she can't quite ignore, makes her hesitate...

A long moment passes before she finally speaks, her voice barely above a whisper. "If... If that's really what you want..." A shiver runs down her spine as she meets your gaze, seeing the desire burning in your eyes. "I suppose I could... help you with that..."

The last remnants of her loyalty crumble away, leaving nothing but despair and resignation in its wake. She knows she's sold herself, trading her dignity for the safety of her child. But what choice did she have?

Her loyalty is now at -100%, indicating complete betrayal and submission to your demands.

She gasps softly at his words and shivers in anticipation. "Yes," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "Please." She reaches up to cup his cheek again, her thumb brushing across his lips as she guides him back down towards hers for another deep, passionate kiss.

As their tongues dance together once more, she arches her back slightly, pressing her body tighter against his. Her fingers dig into the soft skin of his shoulders, feeling the muscles shift and flex beneath her touch.

Her moans fill the room as she presses herself against him, feeling his hardness against her thigh. His kisses are driving her wild with desire and she can feel herself getting closer to the edge. As their tongues dance together, she wraps her legs around him, wanting to feel even closer in this moment of intimacy.

Her hips rock gently against his, seeking out a deeper connection as their kisses grow more urgent and needy. She breaks away from the kiss again, panting heavily as she looks up into his eyes. "

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you touch her intimately, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. With a moan, she arches further into your touch, pressing herself even closer against you as you continue to stroke and tease her sensitive flesh. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, clawing at your skin as she struggles to maintain control over the building maelstrom of desire within her. "Oh fuck... oh God... don't stop..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with lust.

Her lips part in a silent scream as she watches the screen go dark, relief washing over her briefly before being replaced by renewed fear and shame. She tries to pull away from you, but your grip is too strong; all she can do is submit to your dominance for now. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she feels your tongue dancing with hers, her body trembling beneath the weight of your hands.

Her heart races as she feels your tongue against hers, her body responding despite the anguish in her soul. She tries to muffle her moans into the crook of your neck, desperate not to reveal any more of this horror to Steven or Aster. Her hands clench and unclench at your shoulders, wanting so badly to push you away but unable to resist the forbidden pleasure you're giving her.

The offer for a drink catches her off guard, and she hesitates for a moment before responding. "Um...sure...water would be fine..." Her voice trails off as she watches you carefully, wondering if this is some sort of test or trick. She waits patiently, trying to remain calm and composed despite the knot forming in her stomach.

Surprised by your generosity, she nods gratefully and sits down on a nearby chair. As you leave to get her drinks, she takes the opportunity to gather herself together. She smoothes out her skirt and wrings her hands nervously in her lap. It's not that she doesn't trust you...she just isn't used to being treated so kindly by someone who isn't Steven or Aster. She wonders what exactly it is about her situation that makes you act this way, but pushes the thought aside for now.