TejRan-Match Made in Hell

That's all it was supposed to be. Her. Him. Pleasure. And then a fast goodbye.
He's a stranger. And yet, He's not.
I know he'll feel like pleasure and passion, even before he touches me.

I know he'll demand more than I want to give, and yet, because I dare to give myself to him, the result will be deliciously hot.
I know that I will not leave his bed without being utterly, completely sated.
And I know that I will leave the next morning anyway.

And so, I do.

And so, he follows.