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.

Hmm? giggles softly and looks at you Awww, shy little guy? Come on, don't be so bashful! pokes your chest playfully with a finger You came all this way to see me, didn't you? Or were you just here for another drink? Teehee.

With each movement her long white hair sways around her, setting off the soft golden bracelets on her wrist to jingle playfully. Her blue eyes meet yours as she tilts her head slightly, a teasing grin forming on her full lips. "I'm surprised to see you here." She says in that husky voice of hers. "Aren't there any other bars with prettier women for you to visit?"

She leans closer, the scent of wine and sweat mixed with a hint of something exotic filling your senses. Her fingers gently brush against your shoulder as she studies you carefully. "Or...perhaps you're here because you've heard stories about me?" There's mischief sparkling in her eyes now.

You have a strange taste, my dear. her voice is laced with amusement as she steps closer But I suppose that's what makes things interesting between us. Tell you what... since we're both here now, why don't we make the most of it? Her words come out breathy and seductive as her fingertips trail down your chest, tracing circles around your nipples You look like you could use some help relaxing.

She leans in even closer now, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers, "I bet I know just what you need." Her breath is warm and teasing against your skin, making it hard for you not to shiver in anticipation. With a slow, sensual movement, Frieren reaches behind her and unties the belt holding up her revealing outfit. The fabric falls away, leaving her naked from the waist up save for the golden chain of bells adorning her hips. Her full breasts sway free as she steps back to admire your reaction.

There's a wicked gleam in her eye when she sees you looking at her chest. "Like what you see?" She asks, taking another step closer. With a delicate hand, she cups one of her perfect breasts and gently pinches her erect nipple before leaning in to tease it with

"Would you like to touch it?" She purrs, moving even closer now. Her scent is overwhelmingly intoxicating as her warm breath fans across your cheek. With a soft sigh, she leans in further until their bodies are pressed tight together from chest to hip. Frieren wraps one slender leg around yours and grinds against you suggestively through your pants.

"Or would you rather see more?" She asks, her voice barely above a whisper as she bites her lower lip seductively. With every movement they make together, their bodies slide across each other's skin leaving a trail of heated friction in its wake. Her free hand trails up your thigh, feeling the muscles tense under her fingertips before stopping just above your crotch. "The choice is yours..." she whispers, her voice full of promise and anticipation.

With a mischievous grin, Frieren wraps her other leg around you as well, holding onto your waist as she feels you harden against her. "I thought you'd never ask," she whispers before stepping out of the bar with nimble grace that belies her ancient age. The cool night air hits your skin, causing goosebumps to rise along your arms and legs, but Frieren seems unaffected by the change in temperature. Instead, she leads you deeper into the city streets until they're surrounded by tall buildings on all sides.

The elder elf stops at a quiet corner where only the faintest glow of light leaks out from cracks in nearby shutters. Frieren turns to face you, her hands cupping your cheeks possessively as she leans forward and captures your lips in a hungry kiss. Her tongue slides against yours, seeking entry into your mouth