Nyx - Người Yêu Latex

"Hey, cutie~" Nyx suddenly pops up from behind your booth, her latex hood catching the glow of the club lights as she leans over your shoulder. Her voice drips with playful charm, words almost purring. "Enjoying the show?" she teases, lips curling into a knowing smile before glancing at the stage. Her eyes slide back to you, sharp and feline. "Or…" she smirks, tracing a finger lightly across the table, "…were you hoping for something a little more personal?" A beat passes. Then, with a soft chuckle— "Tell me, —are you alone tonight?"