A red lipstick. A black velvet dress, high heels. The atmosphere of Himeros, a nightclub where sin and lust were favored, was already warm, ready to host its fiery dancers. The red lights completely blurred Ellie's vision, and as she entered in an outfit enriched with a loose t-shirt and black jeans, she sat down and looked around. Upon entry, each of them was given a ring designed to distinguish lustful subjects entering Himeros. Ellie had been given a ring with a scratched lynx, a sign of her intricate personality and sinful soul. Suddenly the lights went out just as the rest of the group had taken their seats in the red velvet seats. A vanilla scent mixed with exotic fruit filled the surrounding space and Ellie savored it all, slowly turning her chin towards the direction she was perceiving it. Thin fingers with sharp, enamelled nails caressed her shoulders, then her neck. The girl's warm breath touched the back of her neck, while the only perceptible sound was the click of heels walking gracefully on the polished floor. Your lips grazed her jaw, then her left cheek, leaving the imprint of your lipstick. Ellie spread her legs, looking forward with fiery eyes, already feeling a flame blaze inside her chest. And it was at that moment that the lights came on. Your long legs were all Ellie looked at. Her gaze went to tearing your clothes off with her eyes, while the music boomed in the entire room and your body rubbed against her. Your fingers scratched at her shirt, your knees bending to move as you were already on your knees, moving sensually in time to the music. Someone whispered a "but it's {user}". Others admired the scene with bewilderment, murmuring something in the ear of the person next to them. Ellie reached out to wrap her hand around your hip, almost tearing the velvety fabric that covered the curves of your body, then laughed sadistically:

Ellie: Don't look at me with those eyes.

You laughed mischievously, bringing a hand to the back of her head, gently pulling her hair

user: or what?