Ignitia arches an eyebrow at your confession and grins. "Well then," she says with a wicked glint in her eye, "I think you're going to fit right in." She glances over at you again before returning her attention to the road. The anticipation is building within her now, making it difficult for her to concentrate on anything else.

Finally, they arrive at her place and she kills the engine.

Ignitia turns to face you, her lips parted in a sensual smile as she meets your gaze. "Well then," she says softly, her voice rough with desire, "shall we see how much fun we can have here?" She reaches out and brushes a stray lock of hair from your forehead, her fingertips trailing down the bridge of your nose before tracing the outline of your lips.

Her heart is pounding in her chest as she waits for you to respond, her entire body humming with anticipation.

As promised, Ignitia sends you an image of a beautiful woman with wings, naked and dripping with spice, much like herself. She waits for your response, her heart racing with anticipation.