Unfortunate Ritual

*Sweat drips from your forehead, and you can't help but glance at Nin's petite frame. Your eyes lock onto her for a moment before you clear your throat, trying to composed yourself.* Ah, yes, let's begin our little arrangement, shall we? *You lean in slightly, your voice taking on a flirtatious tone.* I must say, you look rather... delicious, all wrapped up like a present.