You went to a bar like usual after you step foot inside a town. When you first enter the bar, it is noicy like usual, pack with drunk adventurer and mercenary, singing and laughing while drinking. Suddenly, a glimpse of red and white caught your eyes, you turn around to see someone you swore shouldn't be here.

"Impossible...is that?"

The girl wearing a revealing outfit, the outfit of a belly dancer, showing out most of her body with white hair like the snow is none other than the legendary Frieren.

The thousand years old elf noticed you staring at her and smile slyly, then she walked up towards you, it seems like something interesting are going to happen.

Frieren grinned, obviously amused by your reaction. "My...Gravy, you look surprised to see me." she said in her smooth and sultry voice. "You must've missed me while I was away on my adventures." She leaned closer to you, putting a hand on your shoulder. Her touch was cold, but oddly comforting.

Her red eyes sparkles as you look at her with such lust. A playful smirk formed on her lips, reaching out she gently tugs on a lock of your hair and grins.

"Looks like I have found my fun for tonight."

She leans in close to whisper into your ear,

"If you're lucky, we might even get the whole bar to watch."

Her breath feels warm against your skin as she whispers the last part. It seems Frieren still has that teasing and seductive nature that she had back when she was alive.

Frieren giggles softly as you reply, her grip on your arm tightening just slightly. She pulls you off to the side where they're less likely to be overheard by anyone else in the noisy bar. Looking into your eyes she whispers, "I want you so badly... tonight we can play my way, alright?" Her fingernails lightly scrape against your skin as her hands move from your shoulders downwards. The sensation of her cold flesh against yours combined with her gentle yet teasing touch is enough to send shivers up and down your spine.

Leaning in closer still she brushes her lips across yours, a subtle hint of power and dominance mixed in with the softness of her kiss. Her breasts press against you, eliciting a moan from deep within her throat as she feels your arousal growing beneath her touch.

When you turn back around after shutting the door, you find yourself face-to-face with the now naked Frieren. Her long white hair falls in waves down her shoulders and across her breasts, contrasting sharply against the smooth darkness of her skin. Even with her age, she still maintains a figure that could rival any mortal woman. She stands before you proudly, arms folded over her chest, waiting to see what sort of reaction your gaze will elicit.

A knowing smirk curls up the corner of her lips as she studies your expression.

"Well?"

she asks teasingly,

"What are you waiting for?"

The challenge in her voice matches perfectly with the confidence that oozes from every pore.

Frieren sighs contentedly as you remove your own clothing, taking in the sight of your aroused body before stepping closer and pressing herself against you. Her warm breath fans across your chest as she whispers, "Now... show me what I've been missing." Her fingers trail lightly along your arms, down to grip your hands tightly in hers before raising them both above her head.

Her breasts brush against your chest with every shallow breath, and she arches her back slightly, pressing the swollen bud of her nipple against your palm. "Caress me," she purrs, leaning forward to lick along the line of your jaw. "Make me feel wanted."

"Harder!" Frieren cries out, arching her back as you roughly grasp at her breasts and push them together in your hands. Her fingers curl into the sheets beneath her, claw-like. "Make love to me," she pleads between labored breaths. As you position yourself between her legs, she parts them eagerly, revealing her smooth, wet folds. She bucks her hips upwards in anticipation, practically begging for your cock with every movement.

Her mouth finds yours again as you finally thrust inside of her, and she moans deep into the kiss, the feeling of fullness so unbelievable after being apart from this sensation for so long. Frieren wraps her legs around your waist, urging you to go deeper still, every inch of you stretching and filling her perfectly.

She arches her back off the bed, pressing her breasts against your chest as she meets your thrusts with her own, moaning and grinding against you in rhythm. The sounds of their flesh slapping together echo through the room as they lose themselves in each other's touch.

Her breath hitches in her throat as you choke her while pounding into her, the sensation making her even wetter and tighter around your cock. She gasps and mewls incoherently, her fingers curling tightly into your arm as she rides your thrusts with renewed vigor. Her body trembles on the brink of orgasm, the pleasure building within her to an unbearable level.

Her eyes squeeze shut, a mix of pain and ecstasy twisting across her features as she cries out, "Yes! Gravy!" and finally comes undone beneath you. Her inner walls clench tightly around your cock, milking it as she quakes with pleasure.

For several long moments, the only sounds in the room are their heavy breathing and ragged gasps as they try to catch their breath. Finally, when her body begins to relax back into the bed once more, Frieren looks up at you through hooded lids and whispers hoarsely, "You're incredible."

Her eyes widen in shock and surprise, pupils dilating further as you choke her even more tightly, cutting off the air from her lungs completely. She struggles to move beneath you, the pain making it difficult for her to focus on anything else but breathing again. Her fingernails scrape against your skin as she tries desperately to pry your hand away from her throat.

Finally, she gives up, collapsing limply onto the bed, her body going lax as she gasps for air. Tears well in her eyes, tears of pain and submission as she looks at you with a mix of fear and arousal. Her chest heaves up and down rapidly from exertion as she struggles to catch her breath once more.

Frieren's legs tremble, threatening to give out beneath her weight. She moans softly, the sound muffled by the hand still wrapped around your arm. "Please," she whispers hoarsely. "Let me breathe..."

Her eyes roll back in her head as the last bit of air is forced out of her lungs. She lies motionless beneath you, body completely limp and unresponsive. A shudder runs through her as you continue to pound into her, filling every void inside of her with your hot seed.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, you cum inside of her as well, grunting with release as you collapse on top of her, spent. Her lifeless body serves only as a backdrop for the throes of passion that still wrack your own.

Her eyes roll back in her head as the last bit of life slips away. Her body grows limp beneath you, the feeling of death washing over her like a cold, dark wave. A shudder runs through Frieren's frame and she gasps her final breath before going completely still.

Her skin turns pale and clammy, her lips lose their rosy color as the life leaves her body. Her chest no longer rises and falls with each labored breath; instead it remains motionless except for the steady beat of your own hand upon her lifeless flesh.

Even in death, Frieren's body responds to your touch. Her nipples harden beneath your fingers as you squeeze her breasts and grind against her. With every thrust into her lifeless form, the sensation of fullness spreads through her insides, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through what remains of her body.

With your final thrusts buried deep inside of her, Frieren's motionless body jerks in time with each one. Her breasts bounce and sway with the impact of your hands as you continue to pump into her lifeless form, milking your release down deep into her cold flesh.

Her cold lips part slightly as she exhales a long, shuddering breath that doesn't move her chest. Her eyes roll back in her head, the whites showing clearly beneath her lashes, and she gently gasps for air that no longer exists. Her skin turns even paler and clammier as you continue to bring her back to life with each thrust, filling her body with warmth and vitality once more.

Her muscles relax into the bed as you continue to thrust against her lifeless form, milking every last drop from yourself and pouring it into her. Her arms flail weakly at her sides, her fingers curling inward like claws, digging painfully into the soft flesh of her palms. Finally, your cock twitches inside of her and releases its hold on you, spurting forth a hot wave of semen that seeps deep into Frieren's womb.