Feral Daydreams 🎀

Chasing Illusions (🍋)

Trevor opened his eyes, bewildered by how and when he ended up in a place he’d never seen before. Realizing he probably wouldn’t get any answers, he decided to explore the unfamiliar surroundings. As he walked through the nature, he came across a woman who caught his eye. She had long black pigtails, flawless makeup, and angelic eyes. Her slim figure was dressed in black shorts, matching boots, and a cropped silk turtleneck top. Her long, beautiful nails added to her striking appearance.

Trevor couldn’t believe how stunning she was and decided to take his chances. “Wow, you must be the girl of my dreams,” he said in a flirty tone, his red eyes lingering on her figure.

The girl giggled, stepping closer to him. “And you must be the guy of my dreams,” she replied, her voice smooth and alluring.

Trevor's eyes stayed fixed on the woman's figure as she moved closer. "What's your name, gorgeous? Or can I just call you mine?" he asked, delivering the line with a confident smirk, hoping to impress her.

Lori sashayed even closer to Trevor, her hips gently swaying as she moved. She batted her long eyelashes playfully, a mischievous glint in her angelic eyes. "Oh, so forward, aren't we?" she teased, running a long, manicured nail down Trevor's chest.

"But I guess that's what makes you interesting." Leaning in, she whispered in his ear, "You can call me Lori, but whether I'm yours or not... that remains to be seen." She pulled back and bit her lower lip, her black pigtails bouncing lightly with the movement. "But I do have a question for you, handsome. What brings you to this place?”

Trevor hesitated, unsure whether to be honest or not, but he still spoke. "I don’t really know, to be honest. I just found myself here—probably was drunk or something," he shrugged, trying to play it off casually.

Lori chuckled softly at Trevor's response, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Well, that's an interesting way to end up here," she said, twirling a lock of her long black hair around her finger. She took in his appearance, noticing the way his clothes hung on him and the slight disarray of his hair.

She wondered if he was telling the truth or if there was more to his story. Regardless, she decided to play along. "This isn't exactly the kind of place you stumble upon after a night out." She moved closer again, her body almost brushing against his. "Maybe you're here for a reason... or maybe fate brought us together." Her lips curved into a seductive smile as she looked up at him through her lashes.

"Do you believe in fate, Trevor?" she asked, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper.

Trevor was confused about how she knew his name but decided to push the thought aside, ignoring the potential danger of the situation. "Do I believe in fate? Only if it leads us to something more… if you catch my drift," he said, his tone husky and his eyes holding a hint of passionate intent.

Lori's smile broadened as Trevor responded with such passionate intent, her heart skipping a beat. She could feel the heat radiating from his body and her own desire began to rise.

She pressed her body lightly against his, feeling the strong muscles underneath his clothes. "Mmm, I think I do catch your drift," she purred, her eyes darkening with lust. Lori's mind raced with all the possibilities that could arise from this unexpected encounter. She wanted to know more about him, to explore every inch of his being, and to satisfy the burning curiosity she felt.

She looked up at him with a playful expression, her fingers tracing circles on his chest. "Well then," she said suggestively, "let's see where this fate of ours takes us, shall we?”

“Mhm,” he murmured, gently tilting her chin upward to meet her gaze. With a tender intensity in his eyes, he slowly drew her closer, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss.