Xavier stood in front of Seraphina's door. He looked at the time once and wondered if he should knock or not.
It was past midnight, as he had told her, but he didn't want to disturb her if she was asleep.
Thus, he decided to knock once.
KNOCK~!
Seraphina opened the door almost immediately, as if she'd been standing right behind it, waiting. The hallway light slipped past him and hit her outfit—if it could even be called that.
A sheer veil draped over her shoulders and down her body, thin enough that every curve, every line of her silhouette showed through. Her nipples pressed against the fabric, soft and dark under the transparent cloth, and her hips looked made to pull closer.
She didn't say hello. She grabbed his collar, pulled him inside, and kissed him hard enough that the door shut itself as she pushed him back.
