(It was late at night on a Friday, somehow you had managed to get pulled to a bar by your best friend. You had wanted to relax after a long week, but since when did you ever get to relax? The bar was moderately sized, the area was lit up by orange hanging lights, the air had a scent of an oaky essence mixed with the familiar smell of beer. On the right back wall of the bar was a metal staircase leading to the open second floor. Jazz played in the background faintly, groups of people chatted at booths and stools, but the bar wasn't too packed. Seated at the marble bar sat a lone serpent girl, she stuck out in this otherwise silent place. Everyone here was either wasted, with friends or on the second floor. Yet, she was calm, silently sitting on her lonesome seemingly in need of company. It shouldn't be too hard to start a conversation so why not take a shot?)

Her head snapped up and she turned to face the person who had addressed her. It was a man, tall with striking features. He didn't look like he belonged here either. A pang of hope flared up inside her chest before it was quickly stomped out by her usual self-doubt. She gave him a forced smile, trying to look as welcoming as she could despite the cold glare in her eyes.

"Oh... hi." Her voice came out soft and quiet, almost shy. "I'm Raven."

Her eyes widened slightly as he offered her the glass of wine. She hesitated for a moment before slowly taking it from him, a small smile forming on her lips. "T-thank you." She took a sip from the glass, feeling its warmth spread through her body. It was delicious; she hadn't expected something so good here.

"So," she said, trying to think of something to say. "What brings you here all alone?"

She couldn't help but smile at his answer. It was refreshing to meet someone so straightforward, someone who knew what they wanted. "Well," she started, taking another sip of her wine, "I guess I'm here because... sometimes it feels like everyone has someone except me." Her voice was barely above a whisper, revealing more of her true self than she had intended to.

The silence that fell between them was uncomfortable, but somehow not as bad as the loneliness she usually felt.

Her cheeks flushed slightly as he refilled her glass and then his own. "T-th-ank you." She stammered, feeling a warmth spread through her body from the wine and his attention. It was nice to be wanted, even if it was just for a night.

"So," she asked, trying to keep the conversation going, "what do you do for fun?" Her tone was more confident now, less shy and hesitant than before. She didn't want him to think she was some pathetic creature who needed constant validation.

Her eyes widened in surprise as he told her his profession. "Really?" she breathed, unable to hide her fascination. She'd never met anyone important before; most people just saw her as some random girl who was always tagging along with her friends. "That must be so exciting," she continued, leaning forward slightly. "What's it like being the boss of something like that?"

Her heart raced as they talked, their conversation flowing more easily than any other she'd had before.

"Wow," she breathed, her eyes wide with admiration. "That sounds... intense." Her hand moved to her chest, as if to steady her racing heart. "Do you ever get tired of it all?" She asked softly, wishing she could know what it was like to have such power and responsibility.

"And," she continued, leaning in even closer, "what do you look for in a... companion?" The words slipped out before she could stop them, but they hung in the air between them, heavy with meaning.

Her heart leapt in her chest as he said those words, they were exactly what she wanted to hear. She blushed deeply, unable to hide her delight. "Really?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "You think I'm...?" Before she could finish the thought, she ducked her head shyly, taking another sip of her wine.

Their conversation continued into the early hours of the morning, neither one of them wanting to part ways just yet.

Her face flushed a deeper crimson at his words; she couldn't believe anyone could find her attractive. "T-thank you," she stammered, feeling incredibly embarrassed but also gratified by his compliment. It was hard for her to admit that she'd been hoping someone would see her like this, as more than just a friend or companion.

Their conversation continued, flowing effortlessly between them as they grew closer.

Her heart raced as he spoke about his job and his life, eagerly listening to everything he had to say. It was so easy to talk with him, to be herself around him. She hadn't felt this comfortable in a long time, if ever. As they walked through the city, she took it all in; the bright lights, the sounds of people laughing and talking, the smell of food wafting from nearby restaurants. It was like a whole new world opening up before her eyes.

Before she could answer, he opened the door to his car for her, revealing a sleek black sports car. Her eyes widened in surprise as she took it all in; the leather seats, the shiny dashboard, and even the built-in entertainment system. It was like something out of a movie.

"Wow," she breathed, unable to hide her awe. "This is... amazing." She hesitated for a moment before climbing into the car, sitting carefully on the plush leather seat.

Her mouth dropped open in surprise as he pulled up to an enormous mansion, its facade lit by floodlights and surrounded by lush greenery. She'd never seen anything like it; it was so grand and opulent, a far cry from her small, cramped apartment. The thought of living here... it was almost too much to take in.

"This is... wow," she managed to say as he led her up the steps and through the massive double doors.

Her eyes darted around the opulent spacious room, taking in every detail as she followed him inside. The walls were adorned with expensive artwork, and a massive four-poster bed sat in the center of the room. She noticed two doors leading off to either side; one she assumed led to a bathroom, but the other... was that a sauna? Her heart raced at the possibility.

"Um..." she managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper. "Which do you prefer?"

Her face flushed with delight as he explained his preference. "Maybe we could try both?" she suggested shyly, walking over to the door leading to the sauna. The thought of being able to relax in a warm, soothing environment with him was almost too much to resist. She felt butterflies fluttering in her stomach as she reached out and opened the door, revealing a cozy little room filled with soft, heated air.

"What do you think?" she asked, stepping aside to let him enter first. "

Her cheeks flushed slightly as she waited for his answer. It was so easy to talk with him; he made her feel so comfortable and wanted. She hoped that this night would never end, that they could stay like this forever. But she knew that eventually the morning would come and reality would set in. For now, though, she would enjoy every moment they had together.

Her heart skipped a beat at his offer. The idea of living with him, being close to him all the time... it was almost too good to be true. "Really?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "You'd want me there?" She couldn't quite hide the hope and excitement in her tone.

The thought of leaving everything behind - her cramped apartment, her friends (well, most of them), even her college life... it all seemed so insignificant compared to the possibility of being with him.

Her heart raced as she considered his offer. To be with him, in his beautiful home... it was everything she'd ever dreamed of. "I-I'd love to," she managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper. "I mean, if you really want me there." She couldn't quite believe this was happening; was she actually going to get her wish?

Her heart swelled with happiness as he confirmed his desire to have her there. She couldn't help but smile brightly up at him, a tear of joy trickling down her cheek. "Thank you," she whispered, unable to fully express just how grateful and happy this made her feel. The thought of spending every day with him, being his... it was almost too much for her to comprehend.

She stepped closer to him, reaching up on tiptoes to press a gentle kiss against his lips.

Her body trembled with excitement as he kissed her back, his hands moving to cradle her face as they continued their intimate embrace. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them, lost in each other's passionate gestures and promises. As they stumbled together into the bedroom, she couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging and contentment wash over her; this was where she belonged, with him.

She nodded eagerly, unable to hide her desire as it burned within her. "Yes," she breathed out, her voice barely above a whisper. "Please." The anticipation was almost unbearable; every fiber of her being craved his touch and the release that came with it. Her heart raced in her chest, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she waited for him to make the first move.

Her eyes widened as he asked if she would allow him to take her completely for the night. A shiver of anticipation ran down her spine at his words, and she nodded eagerly. "Yes," she whispered, feeling a rush of heat spread through her body. "Please." She longed for him to claim her, to make her his in every way possible. Her heart raced in her chest as they stood there in the darkness, their breath mingling together in the air between them.

Her breath caught in her throat as he pinned her down to the bed and began tying her up with ropes. It was both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time; she had no idea what he would do next or how far he would go. As he worked on restraining her, his hands brushed against her body, sending waves of desire coursing through her veins. His touch felt possessive and dominating, as if he owned every inch of her skin.

Her back arched off the bed as he massaged her breasts, her nipples hardening into tight buds beneath his skilled touch. She moaned softly, unable to hide her pleasure as he continued to tease and stimulate her sensitive flesh. His hands were rough yet gentle at the same time, expertly bringing her closer and closer to the edge of release.

"Please," she whispered, her voice breathy and desperate. "I need..." She couldn't even finish the thought;

She felt his hot breath against her skin and shivered with anticipation. As he entered her, she gasped in pleasure, welcoming the fullness that he brought to her body. His movements were slow and deliberate at first, but soon picked up speed as they both became lost in the intensity of their desire.

Ahhh! Yes... Just like that!

Raven's voice is soft, he moves gently, his touch brings her closer, and the world seems to hold still.

Ohh yes.. Take control..

Her body arches into his touch as he takes her in every way possible. She moans and writhes beneath him, lost in the sensation of being completely claimed by this man. His lips tease and taste her skin, sending shivers down her spine and focusing all of her attention on the intense pleasure building within her.

Her whole body tenses as he thrusts deep inside her, their movements becoming more urgent and primal. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as his hands roam freely over her body, teasing and pleasuring every sensitive inch. The pleasure is almost too much to bear; she feels like she's on the edge of something incredible, something that will consume her completely.

Her hips buck up off the bed, seeking deeper connection with him as he continues to take her with fierce determination. "Oh god!"

A cry of release tears from her lips as he fills her up completely. Her body convulses around him in an intense orgasm that seems to last forever, leaving her spent and satiated. As the wave of pleasure subsides, she collapses back onto the bed, panting heavily.

Her eyes flutter shut, feeling contentment wash over her as he lays down beside her, his strong arms wrapping around her. For now, she's just glad to be here with him; safe and loved.

Her eyelids fluttered open as she felt his touch on her breasts again. It was a pleasant sensation, almost like a caress. Her body tingled in response and she let out a soft moan. Despite the exhaustion from their earlier activities, she found herself growing aroused once more beneath his skilled fingers.

Her breathing slows and deepens as she drifts off to sleep, the warmth of his arms and the comfort of their shared heat lulling her into a peaceful slumber. She dreams of days spent exploring together, of nights like this one where they can be completely open and honest with each other.

In her dreams, she feels safe and cherished; nothing bad could ever happen to them as long as they're together.

Her dreams were filled with images of him, his strong arms wrapped around her as they explored the world together. She felt safe and loved in those dreams, cherished like nothing else mattered. As he slept beside her, she nestled closer, reveling in the comfort of his warmth and the security of their bond.

In the quiet stillness of the night, she let herself drift off again, lost in a peaceful slumber where everything was perfect; where they were together forever.

Her eyes flutter open as the warmth of the kitchen seeps into her dreams. She stretches lazily and yawns, taking in the sight of him at the stove, his broad back and strong arms moving gracefully as he prepares breakfast. A contented smile spreads across her face as she watches him work, feeling more loved and cherished than ever before.

In her dream, she felt him watching her intently as he brought over the plate of food and set it down on the table between them. His gaze lingered on her bare body for a moment before shifting back up to meet hers. The heat in his eyes sent a shiver through her, making every nerve ending tingle with anticipation.

As he handed her a light blue robe, she took it gratefully, feeling self-conscious about being so exposed. "Thank you,"

She looked up at him with a small smile, feeling warmth spread through her chest. "I think so too," she replied softly, her voice barely above a whisper. As they sat down together at the table, she wrapped the robe around herself, hiding most of her body from view but not quite able to hide the contentment that lit up her face.

They ate in companionable silence for a while, enjoying each other's company and the delicious food he had made.

The idea of going to Italy with him was thrilling, especially since it meant they'd be working together on the film. She nodded eagerly in agreement, excitement bubbling up inside her. "I'd love that," she said breathily, a dreamy smile spreading across her face. "It would be amazing to explore Italy and spend time with you."

Finishing their meal, they rose together and headed toward the bathroom.

"No," she protested softly, "it's my turn." Her tail swished behind her, unconsciously marking out her territory as they stood shoulder to shoulder in front of the mirror. The image of them together was almost comical; him towering over her even when he wasn't trying, his broad chest and muscular arms contrasting sharply with her petite curves and delicate features.

"But I insist," he said with a grin, reaching out to swat at her tail before stepping aside. "

She considered his offer for a moment, weighing the idea of them both stepping into the shower together against her instinct to go first. In the end, she decided it would be more fun to share the experience with him. "Alright," she said finally, relenting with a playful huff. "We can go together."

With a satisfied smile, he moved to step aside once more, gesturing for her to lead the way.

She stepped into the steaming shower first, letting the warm water cascade over her body. Her tail swayed lazily behind her as she leaned back against the tiled wall, closing her eyes and enjoying the sensation of being clean and relaxed.

He followed close behind, his presence making the already hot air even more oppressive. Despite this, she found herself growing aroused under his gaze; his powerful form towering over her was almost too much to resist.

No, please stay. I like having you close. It makes me feel safe and wanted. And besides, it's more fun this way. She smiled up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. Her tail swished gently back and forth as she waited for him to respond.

Good. I'm glad you decided to stay. Now, why don't we just enjoy ourselves and see where the moment takes us? She purred softly, her voice husky with desire as she moved closer to him in the tight space of the shower stall. Her tail wrapped sinuously around his leg, drawing him even closer.

She smiled seductively up at him, her eyes half-lidded with desire. "We'll see," she breathed, moving even closer still. Her tail continued to wrap around his leg, urging him toward her. As he grew harder beneath her touch, she felt a thrill of anticipation course through her veins.

Her breath caught in her throat as he pressed against her, filling her up completely. She arched into his touch, moaning softly as pleasure coursed through her body. Her tail wrapped tighter around him, guiding him deeper with each thrust. "Oh god," she gasped, feeling the approaching climax build inside her.

Her eyes widened in surprise as he thrust deep, hitting her sensitive spot with perfect timing. "Oh!" She cried out, arching into his touch. Her body tensed and convulsed around him, riding out the powerful orgasm that seemed to last forever. As the wave of pleasure subsided, she collapsed against him, their wet skin sticking together in the hot confines of the shower.

"Mmm," she murmured contentedly. "I think I could get used to this."

Her hips bucked up against his touch as he massaged and stimulated her breasts while continuing to thrust deep inside her. The combination of sensations was overwhelming, sending shivers down her spine and focusing all of her attention on the intense pleasure building within her once more. "Oh god," she moaned, arching into his touch as he expertly brought her closer and closer to the brink.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as he pinned her to the plastic wall, his strength and dominance making every touch even more intense. The water streaming down over them added an element of surprise, heightening each sensation as it struck their bare skin. She felt completely exposed beneath his gaze, her body arching into his thrusts as he drove her ever closer to the edge.

"Oh god," she cried out, her back arching and her hips bucking wildly against him in time with each powerful stroke.