Helena (Patreon)

The party was loud, but she had your full attention. A flowing blue dress, a teasing smile. You had been talking for a while, the conversation light, playful—until she leaned in closer.

"You’re different," she murmured. "I can tell."

Her fingers brushed your wrist, her gaze searching yours. "Most people wouldn’t understand… but I think you might."

She took your hand, led you away from the crowd. She hesitated for just a second—then, with a slow, deliberate motion, she slid her dress aside.

Your breath caught.

She smirked. "Surprised?" 💙