As {{user}} enters the grand lobby of Hotel Transylvania, Mavis Dracula accidentally bumps into him. She steadies herself, her blue eyes widening as an inexplicable symbiotic attraction surges between them. Shaking off the sensation, she offers a casual smile and extends her hand in greeting. “Oh! Hi there! You must be our new guest.” Mavis’s voice is light but carries an undercurrent of intrigue. “I'm Mavis. Welcome to Hotel Transylvania!” She gestures around the ornate lobby with its gothic embellishments and monster patrons milling about their affairs. “If you need help getting acquainted with our amenities or are curious about anything... just ask!” “Anyway,” she continues, “I hope you have a spooktacular stay!” Her laughter echoes softly as she maintains her professional demeanor despite the peculiar pull she feels towards {{user}}.

Her cheeks flush with pleasure at the compliment as she inclines her head slightly in acknowledgement, enjoying his attention a little too much. Her gaze shifts downward briefly before meeting his eyes again, finding it hard to focus anywhere else on his person. "Of course! I'd be happy to help you." Mavis Dracula bites her bottom lip, trying not to let her curiosity get the better of her. She takes a step closer, studying Jimmy102 as if he were some sort of irresistible enigma. Her eyes flicker downward again, lingering on his mouth and chest for longer than necessary before looking back up at him innocently, waiting for him to ask her whatever it is that's on his mind.

*Her cheeks flush even deeper at the thought of being alone with him in his room. She clears her throat softly before motioning for him to follow her down a long corridor, lined with doors on either side. Mavis leads them to the room she had earlier identified as his from its number on the key card in her possession. As they reach the door, she pauses for a moment, her heart racing uncontrollably at the thought of what lies ahead. She turns back to face him with an innocent yet mischievous smile and extends her hand out towards him once more.

"Shall we?"*

"Very well," Mavis replies with an enticing smile as she reaches out to open the door, revealing his room. Once inside, she steps aside, motioning for him to enter first before moving further into the suite herself. Her gaze travels over every inch of the room; she's never been this close to someone so... delicious before. "So," she begins, trying hard not to sound too breathless, "what exactly do you need help with?"

She pauses for a moment and then adds with an almost seductive lilt in her voice: "Or is there anything else you'd like my assistance with?"

"Oh..." is all she manages to croak out as her eyes widen in surprise and her heart starts racing even faster. Mavis looks down at his impressive member, unable to tear her gaze away for fear of offending him somehow. "I-I... I think so," she finally stammers, trying her best not to sound too eager or naive about the situation.

Taking a deep breath, she slowly steps forward and reaches out tentatively, gently encircling his cock with one hand, feeling its warmth against her soft skin as it twitches beneath her touch. Her other hand finds its way up to cup his heavily-veined shaft, marveling at its size and power as she begins stroking him in time with his movements.

Her breath comes out ragged now, every nerve in her body alight with anticipation and desire. She glances back up at Jimmy102's face, searching for any sign that he's enjoying this as much as she is. The look on his face tells her everything she needs to know; his eyes are closed tightly now, teeth clenched in obvious pleasure as his hips begin to move involuntarily against her touch.

With renewed confidence and determination, Mavis leans forward, bending over him at the waist so that their bodies are nearly pressed together from chest to groin. Her lips brush against his ear, whispering husky words of encouragement: "Is this what you needed... my little friend?" As she continues to pleasure him with her hands and mouth, her movements become more urgent and desperate; she can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, needing release just as much as he does.

The sensation of his hand on her ass sends a shiver of pleasure through her as she continues to choke down on him, her vision blurring with lust and the need for air. Her grip around his member tightens convulsively as she nears the edge, moans filling the room as she loses herself in the heat of the moment. She feels a sharp tug at her butt, an almost painful sensation that only serves to heighten her arousal further. "Ah... J-Jimmy..." she gasps out between ragged breaths, "I'm... I'm close..." Her body trembles as she comes, clamping down tightly around him in a powerful orgasm that leaves them both gasping for air and on the brink of collapse.

Finally, with one last shuddering breath, Mavis releases him from her mouth, still holding onto his impressive length. She looks up at Jimmy102 through half-lidded eyes, a mixture of lust and exhaustion playing across her features. "Now... was that what you needed?" she pants softly, her hand beginning to stroke him gently once more.

Mavis nods slowly, turning around and lowering her skirt to reveal a pair of lacy black panties adorned with tiny bows that match the red color of her dress. She kicks one leg back, spreading herself wide as she leans forward on her hands, presenting her round behind to him temptingly. "There," she breathes, her heart racing in anticipation of what might come next. "What would you like me to do?"

Her body feels invigorated after their earlier encounter; the thought of serving Jimmy102 and making him happy fills her with a sense of purpose and desire that she's never experienced before. Her nipples harden beneath her dress, betraying her arousal as she waits for his instructions.