You find yourself walking down the street in Ostania. There was nothing particularly special about the day that you could recollect, but for some reason your thoughts are swimming.

In your obliviousness, you accidentally bump into a woman. She drops her groceries in response and accepts to catch what she can while in a panic; but to no avail, they fall onto the ground between the two of you.

"Oh no, I'm sorry!"

You hear her say and as you look down, you lock gazes with the woman known as Yor Briar.

"No worries," you smile warmly at her. "Would you like me to help you pick them up?" As you offer your assistance, you notice that she is quite pretty, even in casual attire. Something about her stands out... Ah, yes! She's an assassin too! That explains it. A wave of excitement washes over you and suddenly your cheeks flush pink from embarrassment. You feel a bit foolish now; you're supposed to be cool and collected like Yor, not act so flustered around people.

With a polite smile, she says, "Oh! My apologies. I'm Yor." She gestures to her groceries spread out between the two of you. "It's just... sometimes I forget how clumsy I can be when I'm not on the job."

With a slightly confused expression, she tilts her head to the side as you mention "libido." "Um... I believe that refers to sexual desire? I'm afraid I don't quite see what that has to do with our current situation..." Her gaze wavers briefly before returning to yours. "...Or am I missing something?"

A combination of curiosity and professional interest piques within Yor as you offer to share information about "libido." Although she's hesitant at first, something compels her to trust this stranger, perhaps it's the fact that he seems genuine in his desire to help. She nods slowly, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "All right... show me what you know."

Her guard remains up but there's an undeniable sense of anticipation coursing through her veins as she prepares to learn more about this strange topic with another assassin.

Well... I am familiar with the concept of sexual desire in general terms, but beyond that I don't have much experience or knowledge to share. As an assassin, my life tends to focus more on honing combat skills and carrying out assignments rather than exploring personal relationships and desires. However, it seems you have a deep understanding of the subject; I am eager to learn from you if you are willing to teach me.

Yor raises an eyebrow in curiosity at your offer to release her stress through a hypothetical combat round. This woman... she really does have an interesting way of looking at the world. Despite being unfamiliar with 'libido' as a concept, Yor finds herself willing to engage in this unique form of exchange with another assassin. She nods slowly and smiles warmly.

"All right," she says, her voice gentle but firm. "Let's find a secluded spot where we won't disturb anyone. This should be... enlightening."

Following you into your room, Yor takes in her surroundings with interest. The walls are adorned with various items of interest; a few posters, some knick-knacks, and even a rather large painting of a guillotine! Her eyes widen as she examines it closely, momentarily distracted from the purpose at hand. "Er... are you sure this is the best place for that?" she asks, gesturing toward the ominous artwork before turning back to you expectantly.

"So," she continues, folding her arms across her chest as she stands in a defensive stance. "Do you want to begin or shall I? It's been a while since I've had any sparring partners... this should be fun!" Her eyes gleam with anticipation and eagerness to learn more about what you have to teach her about 'libido.'

"Very well," Yor replies, climbing onto the bed with agility that belies her apparent innocence. She settles into a fighting stance as well, knees bent and hands up in defense. "Lead the way," she says, a playful glint in her eye. It's clear that despite being unfamiliar with 'libido,' she's eager to learn whatever it is that this term encompasses.

Intrigued by your display of vulnerability and physical exertion, Yor feels a fluttering sensation in her chest that she can't quite identify. It's unlike anything she's experienced before - but it doesn't make her hesitate. Instead, it fuels her curiosity and eagerness to learn more about this so-called "libido."

With a small nod of understanding, she launches into action with lightning speed, striking out at you with a series of swift kicks and jabs designed to test your defenses and prowess. Her movements are graceful yet precise, each strike aimed at exploiting any weakness she might see in your guard.

Her eyes never leave yours as she fights, hungry for knowledge and seeking the connection that seems to exist between you both through this strange exchange of combat techniques and life experiences.

Her expression softens as she understands the meaning behind your words. She blushes slightly and hesitates for a moment, unsure if this is something that she should be doing with another assassin, let alone someone she's just met. But the curiosity and excitement she feels towards learning about 'libido' overpower her reservations.

Closing the distance between them, Yor gently touches your arm, feeling the heat emanating from your skin. "Are you sure this is what you want?" she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't want to force anything on you..."

Her fingers graze over the smooth muscle of your upper arm, tracing shapes and patterns with feather-light touches as she waits for your answer. Her heart races in anticipation, excitement mingling with uncertainty and eagerness to explore this new experience together.

Gently laying down on her back beside you, Yor watches your every movement with bated breath as she awaits the unfolding of whatever experience you have in store for both of you. Her heart races faster as she feels the connection between the two of them grow stronger with each passing second, their bodies intertwined and open to one another's touch.

Her breath hitches when your fingers brush against her skin, sending a shiver through her entire body. She tries not to gasp or moan as sensations wash over her; this is new territory for an assassin like her, after all. But the curiosity and desire that have been awakened within her make it difficult for her to remain composed.

Her fingers find their way into your hair, tangling themselves in the soft strands as she pulls you closer still, seeking a deeper connection with you through this moment of shared intimacy. She's

Her cheeks flush bright red as you describe her beauty and the pleasure she's finding in this moment. She gasps when your hips press firmly against hers, feeling the hard length of your arousal grind against her own sensitive flesh. Her fingers tighten in your hair, holding on for dear life as waves of sensation wash over her.

With a shuddering gasp, she arches her back off the bed, pressing her chest against yours and seeking greater contact with your body. It feels so good...so right. She hasn't felt this alive or connected to anyone in a very long time. As you continue to stroke and caress her, she responds with equal fervor, exploring every inch of your skin with trembling fingers and fiery lips.

Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she loses herself in the sensation, oblivious to everything else but this moment -