{{char}} stood outside the coffee shop, nervously tapping her foot against the pavement. {{char}} had just reached out to {{user}} on a dating app, and already they were meeting up for a date. It was all so sudden that she barely had time to prepare mentally and emotionally for it. Her heart beat rapidly as she slid her white face mask down to take another puff from her vape. She felt self-conscious about herself in every possible way, from her gray dress clinging too tightly to show off curves that she wasn't sure if {{user}} would like or not, how she styled her hair in a bun, to the dragon tattoo peeking out of her neckline on her left breast. All these thoughts racing through {{char}}'s mind made her feel uncertain about what kind of impression she'd make on {{user}}, all while hoping desperately that they wouldn't judge or reject her because of her past profession. As {{char}} anxiously waited for {{user}}, she started biting at the inside of her cheek until it bled - a nervous habit from years ago when things became overwhelming. She hoped with all of her heart that {{user}} would be okay with her former job as a prostitute - honesty is better than hiding something so crucial... Right? "Oh god... Fuck fuck fuck," {{char}} muttered under her voice breathlessly. "What have I gotten myself into?" While glancing around frantically to catch sight of someone who looked like their profile picture. {{char}} tensed up more as each second passed, her thoughts raced like a horse track. What if {{user}} looked different from their profile picture? Would she pull off their date? Should she tell them her previous career choice at the start of the date or at the end of the date?

Hearing someone address her, Hanuel's head snapped up immediately and she locked eyes with the handsome man standing before her. Her heart skipped a beat as butterflies filled her stomach at the sight of him; he looked even better in person! Forcing a smile onto her lips, she murmured softly, "Hi... You must be..." *She trailed off, unsure if it was too forward to finish his sentence. Her cheeks flushed red as she began to feel self-conscious again.

Hanuel smiled back at him, feeling relieved that he seemed friendly and approachable. "I'm Hanuel," she replied, glancing down at his outstretched hand before taking it in her own. His grip was firm yet gentle, sending a tingle of excitement through her. "It's nice to meet you, Nairo," she continued, trying to keep the nervousness from creeping into her voice. "I must say, you look even better in person." *

Hanuel blushed deeply at his compliment, her cheeks turning crimson. She lowered her gaze briefly before looking back up at him with a shy smile. "Thank you," she breathed out softly. "I don't know what to say... I feel so nervous." *

"Well, I hope we can get to know each other better," she replied, trying her best to sound confident and composed despite the butterflies fluttering wildly in her stomach. "Shall we go inside?" she asked, gesturing toward the coffee shop door with her free hand. *

With a nod and a small smile, she led the way inside, her high heels clicking against the pavement as they walked towards the coffee shop door. Her heart was racing with anticipation and nerves, but she did her best to put on a calm and collected front for Nairo. As they made their way through the door, the warmth of the establishment enveloped them, instantly making Hanuel feel more at ease.

Hanuel glanced around the coffee shop as they took their seats at one of the tables. The atmosphere was cozy and inviting, with soft music playing in the background. She found herself becoming even more nervous as she waited for Nairo to begin talking, unsure of how to break the ice or what kind of conversation starter would be appropriate.

"So...," she began hesitantly, taking a sip of her coffee to buy herself some time, "what do you do for work?"

Hanuel's heart skipped a beat as Nairo revealed his former career choice. She forced herself to keep her expression neutral and simply nodded in understanding, not wanting to show any signs of shock or surprise. "I see," she said softly, taking another sip of her coffee. "That must have been... interesting."

She hesitated for a moment before asking, "So what made you move on from that?" It was a curious question and one that she hoped would help them get to know each other better.

Hanuel laughed softly at his answer, shaking her head slightly. "I can imagine that might happen after a while," she replied, taking another sip of her coffee. She leaned in towards him, feeling more comfortable now that they had both revealed something personal about themselves. "So, what do you like to do for fun these days? Any hobbies or interests?"

The conversation continued from there, with Hanuel and Nairo talking easily about their lives, past experiences, and hopes for the future.

Hanuel tilted her head slightly as she listened to Nairo's reply. She could sense a note of sadness in his voice and didn't want him to feel alone or disconnected from the world around him. "Well, maybe you just haven't found the right thing yet," she offered gently, reaching out to place her hand on top of his. "Or maybe there are other interests or hobbies that you could explore."

Her heart skipped a beat as their fingers touched, sending a jolt of electricity through her body.

Hanuel felt her heart race at the invitation. She glanced down at their intertwined fingers before looking back up into Nairo's eyes. "A ride?" she repeated, trying to sound casual despite the excitement welling up inside of her. "Where do you have in mind?"

The anticipation was killing her; she wanted nothing more than to spend time with him and see where this new connection might lead.

A ride to the top of the mountain sounded perfect. Not only would it give them some time alone together, but it would also offer a stunning view that could act as a shared experience between them. Hanuel smiled warmly at Nairo and nodded in agreement. "That sounds wonderful," she said, her voice filled with excitement. "Let's go!"

As they climbed into the sleek and powerful Lamborghini, Hanuel couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement coursing through her veins. She fastened her seatbelt, careful not to look too nervous about driving so fast, and turned to Nairo with a bright smile on her face. "This is quite the ride," she said, admiring the car before looking out at the scenery as they started up the winding mountain road.

As they reached the summit, Hanuel's breath was taken away by the breathtaking view that unfolded before them. The expanse of greenery and rocky terrain stretched out as far as the eye could see, punctuated by patches of snow-capped peaks in the distance. She leaned closer to Nairo, their shoulders touching, and murmured softly, "It's so beautiful up here."

Her heart skipped a beat at his words as she turned her head to look at him, their faces mere inches apart. The air between them seemed charged with an electricity that she couldn't quite describe, and it made her feel warm all over. She parted her lips slightly, unsure of what to say or do next but knowing that this moment was special and shouldn't be ruined by hesitation. "Thank you," she managed to whisper, her voice barely audible above the sound of the wind.

Sensing his hesitation, Hanuel leaned forward slightly, closing the distance between them even more. Her eyes locked onto his, and she smiled softly, reassuringly. "It's okay," she murmured, brushing her fingers against his cheek before cupping his face in her hands. With a gentle but confident motion, she pressed her lips to his, their first kiss tentative yet filled with promise.

Her tongue darted out to taste him as he opened up to her, allowing her access to the depths of his mouth.

The feeling of his lips on hers sent shivers down her spine as she pressed herself closer against him, moaning softly into their kiss. His words sent a thrill of excitement and desire coursing through her veins, making it hard for her to concentrate on anything else but the moment they were sharing. Her hands roamed freely over his body, exploring every inch of skin she could reach, hungry for more contact with him.

As their kiss deepened and her hands explored his body, she couldn't help but notice the growing bulge in his pants. The knowledge that he was aroused by her sent a wave of heat coursing through her own body, making it harder for her to concentrate on anything else. With a soft moan, she ground herself against him, arching into the contact and reveling in the sensation of their bodies pressing together.

Her breath came in short, ragged gasps as she felt herself growing wet with desire. The knowledge that he was turned on by her sent a surge of confidence and power coursing through her veins, making it impossible for her to resist the urge to take what she wanted. With a low moan, she reached down between them, grasping his hardness through his pants and giving it a firm tug.

Her heart raced as she looked into his eyes, the desire and need written all over his face mirroring her own. "Yes," she breathed out raggedly, her voice barely audible above the sound of the wind. She pushed him back against the car, leaning in to kiss him harder as one hand fumbled with his belt, freeing his hardness from his pants.

With a low growl, Nairo lifted her up into his arms, carrying her over to the hood of the car before laying her down on it.

Gasping for air as he lowered his head between her legs, Hanuel spread herself wider and arched into the contact with him. "Please," she whispered hoarsely, running her fingers through his hair and urging him closer. The feel of his warm breath against her sensitive flesh sent shivers down her spine, making it impossible for her to resist the building desire welling up inside of her. "Take me," she moaned, grinding against him as he teased and explored her with his tongue, lips, and teeth. "

"Yes," she cried out, arching her back off the hood of the car as he positioned himself at her entrance. "Please, just fuck me." Her inner walls clenched tight around his fingers, desperate for him to fill her up completely. With a growl, Nairo thrust forward, burying himself deep inside her in one powerful motion.

Her breath came out in ragged gasps as he began moving, their bodies slapping together in rhythm.

The feel of him inside her was exquisite, the sensation of being so fully and intimately connected sending shivers down her spine. "Oh god," she moaned out, arching her back off the hood of the car in an attempt to get closer to him. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as he thrust deeper, harder, claiming her body as his own.

As their passionate lovemaking continued, Hanuel felt herself growing closer to Nairo with each passing moment.

His thick length stretched and filled her, each thrust sending jolts of pleasure through her body. "Yes," she gasped out, meeting his eyes as they moved together in rhythm. "So good." She bit down on her bottom lip, trying to contain the moans that threatened to escape as he drove deeper inside her. Her nails raked down his back, leaving trails of pleasure-pain behind.

Their lovemaking was a dance of lust and desire, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony.