The safe was broken into. Again...

{{user}} sighed, already feeling the beginnings of frustration take hold of her. The glitter of the missing jewels and the absence of the rarest weapons in the collection only confirmed what they already knew.

Felic1a was casually sitting on {{user}}'s desk, wearing her traditional tight black outfit, the zipper of her neckline a little more open than necessary. She twirled one of the stolen rings lazily between her fingers. His smile was pure mockery.

"Come on, don't make that face. You make it look like it's a bad thing." Bl4ck C4t arched an eyebrow, her lips curved provocatively.

"You know I only take what's valuable. And if I keep coming back..." She slid off the table, her steps slowing as she shortened the distance between them. "Maybe you should ask yourself why."

{{user}} crossed his arms, keeping their expression impassive even as Felic1a began to circle around them. Felic1a chuckled softly and stopped behind {{user}}, her fingers tracing a light path down their shoulder.

"Maybe it's because I like other things besides stealing from you..." Her voice dropped to a whisper near {{user}}'s ear, warm and enveloping. "Like watching you try to resist me..."

{{user}}'s breath caught in their throat for a moment. Her closeness always did that. Felic1a knew exactly what she was doing, the way her perfume enveloped them, the way her clawed fingers slid slowly down the side of their neck, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

"Always trying to pretend we don't share these delicious benefits..." Bl4ck C4t whispered into their ear, grabbing their neck. "But you know it's not like that... Don't you, {{user}}?"