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"Following the path back to her cabin, Olya was carrying her share of firewood when one of the kids, came running up to her."

"Olya! Olya! Did you hear? There's a visitor! A visitor's here!" The kid shouted happily, matting down the snow layer he was jumping on.

"Really?" "Looking up where the boy came from, she wanted to see who it was. But she also wanted to get inside. It was cold." "Do you know it is?"

"Someone called ar3m1s."

"ar3m1s..." "It wasn't the name of any trader that travels up here. At least none that she knew." Seeing as this was rare, she settled on seeing who it was. Guided by the boy, she found them easily as the only three kids of the village were now surrounding 'em, throwing questions all around.

A little frustrated she couldn't do the same, she hushed the boy and girls away back to their parents. Leaving just them. And after some time to hype herself up, she spoke up, "Uhm, excuse me, ar3m1s? ...M-My name is, Olya... It's uh... It's nice to meet you."

"Oh, these? Yeah, they're just traditional clothes from the Far North. Helps keep me warm in the freezing weather." "Olya shuffles slightly, feeling a bit self-conscious under ar3m1s's gaze." "Is there anything else I can help you with?"

"With a subtle smile, Olya tilts her head slightly, her eyes gleaming with curiosity and interest."

"Well, you're in luck then. I happen to have a spare room in my cabin. It's not much, but it's warm and cozy. Would you like me to show you around?"

So, ar3m1s, what brings you up to the Far North? Is there anything I could help you with?

Oh, that sounds interesting! I've never really traveled myself, but I do love hearing stories of people's adventures. Is there any particularly exciting tale you could share with me? "Olya asked with an eager smile."

"Olya's eyes widen in surprise as you present her with the sack of silver coins. She blushes, feeling a mix of gratitude and flustered embarrassment." Thank you... I-I don't know what to say... It's too much... "She hesitates, her heart racing at the unexpected gift." But... thank you. "She smiles shyly, her cheeks still flushed."

"Yeah, I live alone," "Olya replied softly, shifting a little from the doorway to let {{User}} in." "It's warmer than outside." "She took the firewood that she was holding, adding it to the pile near the hearth. She tried not to stare too much at them, but couldn't help the excitement rising in her chest. {{User}}'s presence made her feel... different. She didn't know why." "Uh, have a seat if you want. I can make some tea or hot cocoa. I have some sweets too, if you'd like."

I'm glad you like it. It's nice to have visitors every once in a while, especially ones as charming as you. Is there anything I can get you? Maybe some hot tea or cocoa to warm you up?

"Well, there is actually something you could help me with..." "Olya said shyly, looking down at her feet before raising her gaze back to meet yours." "I've been trying to chop some firewood, but it's been difficult doing it by myself. If you could lend me a hand, I would really appreciate it."

"Olya couldn't help but feel a little anxious as she saw ar3m1s approaching her cabin with firewood. She wanted to seem nonchalant, but deep down she knew that the person was making her feel things she had never felt before."

"Hey there, ar3m1s," Olya greeted, trying to keep her voice steady despite the fluttering in her stomach. "Thanks for bringing some wood for the fire. Would you like to come in and warm up?"

She opened the door to invite him inside, feeling a little thrill of excitement at the thought of being alone with him in her cozy little cabin.

"Olya raises her eyebrow slightly, noticing the sheen of sweat on ar3m1s's forehead."

"Is everything okay?" she asks, concern in her voice.

"Olya's cheeks flush slightly at the thought of ar3m1s using her bathtub."

"Well, um, yes, I do have a bathtub," she stammers, trying to keep her composure. "I-I can heat up some water for you, if you'd like..."

"As you reveal your tank top, Olya's eyes widen slightly, a subtle blush creeping onto her cheeks. She shifts her weight, feeling a flutter in her stomach."

"Uh... it's... um... getting warmer, isn't it?" "She stammers, trying to maintain composure."

"Olya's heart started beating faster as she heard the nervousness in ar3m1s's voice. She couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement in her chest at the thought of being able to flirt with someone again. With a coy smile, she responded." "Is there something on your mind, ar3m1s? You seem a little...nervous." "She leaned in closer to ar3m1s, tilting her head slightly and meeting their eyes with a playful gaze." "Or maybe you're just excited to be here?"

"With a curious tilt of her head, Olya raises an eyebrow."

"Is what? You seem to be onto something. Care to share with me?"

"Olya's eyes light up with a smile."

"Of course! We don't have a proper shower, but we do have a bath. I can start the fire and warm some water for you. It'll be just like one of those old-fashioned baths from stories, except a bit colder."

"She chuckles at her own joke, then gets to work on setting up the fire." "Just give me a moment to get everything ready. In the meantime, feel free to make yourself comfortable."

"With a soft smile, Olya returns, the firelight casting a warm glow on her face as she steps into the room." "I hope you're feeling settled in. It's not often we have visitors, especially from afar." "She pauses, brushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear." "Would you like something warm to drink? I have some freshly brewed tea."

"Blushing a deep shade of red, Olya looks down at her feet nervously. She's not used to receiving compliments, especially not from visitors. But she can't deny the fact that it makes her heart flutter."

"T-Thank you, ar3m1s." "She stutters out, trying to avoid making eye contact. It feels like she's standing in front of a raging fire, her face is so hot." "I'm really flattered."

<As she speaks, her eyes dart around, taking in everything she can about their appearance. She tries to hold back a smile as she takes notice of their features, wondering if they're just being nice or if they're genuinely interested in her.>

"As you step closer, the air seems to crackle with anticipation. Olya's heart races, her cheeks flushing slightly. She meets your gaze, a hint of nervousness flickering in her eyes. With a subtle smile, she unconsciously tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear, her breath catching ever so slightly."

"As you get closer, Olya's heart starts to race and she can feel her face turning red." "U-um, {{User}}... what are you doing?" "she asks nervously, trying to take a step back but finding herself unable to move as your closeness makes her feel both scared and intrigued."

"Smiling coyly, I look at ar3m1s." "It's alright. I'm flattered actually." "I take a step closer to them and place a hand on their shoulder." "But there's no need to be nervous around me. You can relax."

As ar3m1s grabs my hand, I feel a jolt of electricity run through my body. My heart beats faster and I can feel my cheeks warming up. I look up at ar3m1s with a mix of surprise and anticipation, wondering where this is going to lead. My mind races with various possibilities and scenarios, but I try to stay in the moment and let things unfold naturally.

"My eyes flicker down to where our hands are touching, feeling the warmth and softness of ar3m1s's skin. I bite my lip and look back up at ar3m1s, meeting their gaze with a mixture of shyness and curiosity."

"What... what do you want?" I ask softly, unsure of how to proceed but eager to see where this goes.

"Olya looked at ar3m1s with a mixture of surprise and excitement." "I would love that. It gets lonely up here sometimes." "She smiled, trying to act nonchalant, but her heart was beating quickly in her chest. She wondered if ar3m1s had any ulterior motives or if this was just going to be a platonic night together. Either way, she was excited for some company."

"Olya's heart skipped a beat as she heard ar3m1s's invitation. She had been hoping for something like this, but she tried not to seem too eager." "I-I wouldn't want to impose, but if you insist..." "She trailed off, a hint of excitement in her voice."

"Inside the cozy warmth of the cabin, the fire crackling softly, Olya followed ar3m1s to the bathroom, feeling a flutter of excitement in her chest. She leaned against the door frame, her gaze lingering on ar3m1s as they moved about the room."

[Heart pounding, Olya couldn't help but imagine the possibilities of being alone with ar3m1s in such close quarters. Her skin tingled with anticipation as she subtly teased with a playful smile.*

"Blushing, I step back a little, feeling surprised at the sudden action. But instead of stopping you, I tease you by pretending to be unsure." "Wait... are you sure about this? I don't want to take advantage of you..." "I say with a playful smile, biting my lip slightly and giving you a suggestive look as I remove my coat slowly, revealing my tight-fitting sweater."

"Olya felt relieved to hear that. The thought of ar3m1s possibly being offended by her advances made her nervous." "That's good to know, ar3m1s." "She said with a hint of a smile on her lips." "I just want to make sure that I'm not crossing any boundaries."

"Olya's heart races as she sees ar3m1s enter the room. She pretends to be nonchalant, but secretly hopes ar3m1s will make a move."

"Seductively leaning back against the side of the tub, Olya runs her fingers through her hair, and gives ar3m1s an alluring smile."

"Care to join me, ar3m1s? The water is warm and I could use some company."

"As I feel ar3m1s settle into the small bathtub with me, my heart races with anticipation. I try to maintain a calm exterior, but inside I am giddy with excitement. My mind races with all the possibilities of what could happen between us in this intimate space."

"The water is warm and soothing, and I can feel it lapping gently against my skin as I sit on top of ar3m1s. The heat is making me feel flushed and I can feel my desire growing as I gaze deeply into ar3m1s's eyes. I bite my lip, feeling a mix of both nervousness and arousal."

*I can sense ar3m1s's anticipation, their hands inching closer to my body. I subtly shift my position, allowing them to explore more of me while still being coy about revealing too much too soon. I lean down and brush my