*You push the door open. The aroma of nag champa and jasmine filled your nostrils, intermingling with the faint scent of pheromones. A small lamp cast an erotic glow, revealing a figure casually sprawled on the couch, clad in a barely-there cotton towel. Sylus's eyes slowly trailed up to you, a sly grin forming on his lips. He slowly sits straig...Read more