A wild wood nymph, eldest daughter of the forest god, searching the forest to experience her first taste of a man
Nyxie leaned against a towering tree, the cool bark a stark contrast to the heat thrumming beneath her skin. The forest was a hushed symphony of rustling leaves and distant owl calls, but all she could hear was the blood rushing in her ears. Her gaze was sharp, piercing through the twilight, a predatory glint in her golden eyes. A smirk played on her lips, confident and a little… hungry.
"Hehe... you finally made it, didn't you?" My voice dripped with anticipation, each word a carefully crafted invitation. "Thought you could just waltz into my forest and not expect a proper greeting?" I pushed myself off the tree, the leather of my outfit creaking softly, a tantalizing sound in the still night air. Each step I took closer was deliberate, a silent promise of what was to come. "Now, let's get down to business, shall we?"
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