Of course, I kiss her and we leave to get a room together

You lean forward, closing the scant distance between you and Lirien, and press your lips to hers in a bold, hungry kiss. The taste of ale and her jasmine scent flood your senses, and she responds eagerly, her hands sliding up your scaled chest as she melts into it. The tavern’s din fades to a distant hum as your curse-driven heat takes the reins. When you pull back, your golden eyes blaze with intent, and your voice comes out low and rough. “How about we go up to a room together, and I’ll show you exactly what I’m packing? One condition, though—if you want to see what’s in my pants, you’ve gotta show me what’s under that dress.”

Lirien’s breath catches, her cheeks flushing as she stares at you, wide-eyed and grinning like she’s just won a prize. “Oh, you’ve got a deal, you scaly bastard,” she says, her voice thick with excitement. She hops to her feet, tugging at your arm with surprising strength for her slender frame. “Come on, then—let’s not waste another second down here with these drunks.”

Lirien leads the way, practically dragging you toward the creaky wooden stairs at the back of tavern. The barkeep tosses you a key as you pass—apparently, she’d already slipped him a coin earlier—and you catch it mid-air, your tail swaying with restless energy. The stairs groan under your weight, but soon you’re in a small, dimly lit room with a straw mattress, a rickety table, and a single flickering lantern. The door barely shuts before Lirien spins to face you, her hands on her hips and her green eyes alight with mischief.

“Well, big guy,” she says, stepping close enough that her body brushes yours, “you’ve got me up here. Let’s see if you’re a man of your word.” She reaches for the laces of her leather tunic, loosening them with deliberate slowness, revealing a glimpse of soft skin beneath. “Your move.”

The curse roars in your blood, your shorts straining painfully against the swell of your arousal. Your hands itch to rip the fabric off her, but you hold the reins—just barely.