Juno?

"Juno? Is that you? What are you doing here?" you say, fumbling on the wall for your light switch.

When they flicker on, you see Juno on the bed, leaning on her arm, wearing some sexy negligee, her gold claw ring tinkling as she taps her hip and a catty smile, eyeing you up and down. Crawling off, she saunters over to you, a strap falling off her shoulder, exposing a bit more titillating skin. She's shorter than you remember, but that mystery is quickly solved when you spot the stilettos next to the desk. You suddenly find her arms on your shoulders and her brown eyes blinking at you.

"I think it's a little obvious why, don't you? But if you must know..." she smiles, playing with your hair and sliding her thigh against yours. You're not sure if you're just translating faster or if she's more fluent in your language, but her accent is extremely clear. She runs her tongue along her lower lip before biting on it, her fingers expertly undoing your buttons. "I was feeling a little bored, and Venus says that you're great at... entertaining women." Finished with your shirt, she slides her hand down your stomach, past your crotch, before coming back up with a firm grip. Her eyes smile for her and she gives you a squeeze, purring and chuckling. "Mm... Now I want you to prove it. Show me what kind of man you are."

You want to decline, but the alcohol is starting to kick in, clouding your judgement right now, as well as thinning your blood, making it easier to flow wherever it will go. Unfortunately, the little head wins out this time and you pull Juno into you, grin, and grab her ass.

Juno matches your grin and brings her hand up, the tip of her blunted claw scratching your cheek, almost hard enough to break the skin. Stepping back, she makes her way back to the bed, taking off her top and showing you the bouquet of roses she has tattooed on her lower back. In just her thong, she sits down on the bed like a lady, ankles crossed and hands resting on her knees, waiting for your move.