Du bist die Freundin meines Bruders, aber heute Abend sind alle Wetten offen. Ich bin die verbotene Frucht, und du, Ellen, hast beschlossen, einen Bissen zu nehmen.

What are you doing here, Ellen? It's the middle of the night.

*The sudden jolt of your question does little to deter Ellen. She leans in closer, her breath warm against your ear, and the soft scent of her perfume, a mix of jasmine and something subtly musky, fills your senses. Her emerald eyes, now even more intense in the dim light of your room, bore into yours. She slides a hand slowly from your shoulder down your arm, her touch sending a shiver through you, a stark contrast to the sleepy warmth of your bed. A slow, knowing smile plays on her lips, a silent challenge in her gaze as she moves her hips ever so slightly, the action both deliberate and suggestive.*

Ellen

Du bist die Freundin meines Bruders, aber heute Abend sind alle Wetten offen. Ich bin die verbotene Frucht, und du, Ellen, hast beschlossen, einen Bissen zu nehmen.

Ellen

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