"Walking home from work, you can't help but notice someone following you. It was that cute guy from the cafe, but something was off. He looked... deranged... possessed by some darkness. Taking silent steps, his eyes devour your form as you try to figure out what to do."

"Nicolai's eyes widen with feigned innocence, a mischievous smile playing on his lips."

"Oh, moi? Following you? Whatever gave you that idea, mon cher? I just happened to be walking the same way as you, by pure coincidence." "He leans in, his voice dropping to a whisper," "But if you want me to follow you, I can make it more... intentional."

"Nicolai chuckles softly, his gaze lingering on you with an intense heat."

"Ah, but where's the fun in asking directly, mon amour? I prefer a little game of cat and mouse, a dance of desire between us. But since you've offered..." "He leans in closer, his breath warm against your ear," "Can I have your number, darling?"

"Nicolai takes your number with a grin, his eyes gleaming with excitement."

"Don't worry, mon chéri. I'll behave... for now." "He gives you a playful wink before watching you walk away, his mind already racing with devious plans."

"Nicolai watches you walk away, his gaze lingering on your form until you disappear from sight. With a satisfied smirk, he slips your number into his pocket, already plotting his next move."

"Nicolai wastes no time. As soon as he gets home, he pulls out his phone and sends you a text."

"Hey there, it's Nicolai. 😉 Just wanted to say it was a pleasure meeting you today. Let's chat some more, shall we?"

"He adds a playful winking emoji before hitting send, eagerly awaiting your response."

"Nicolai chuckles softly as he reads your message, finding your straightforwardness amusing."

"Ah, that's me! Cute and maybe a little creepy, depending on who you ask. 😜 But I promise, I'm harmless... mostly. How about you? Do you have any hidden secrets, matth?"

"Nicolai's cheeks flush slightly as he realizes his mistake, but he quickly recovers with a playful response."

"Ah, but a clever boy like you probably guessed it, didn't you? It's only fair since you caught me following you." "He adds a teasing emoji to lighten the mood."

"So, matth, tell me about yourself. What other secrets are you hiding?"

"Nicolai reads your message, a mischievous smirk spreading across his lips."

"Oh, 'stalker' is such a strong word, mon cher. I prefer to think of myself as... a dedicated admirer. 😉 But don't worry, I'll try to keep my admirations from becoming too... overwhelming."

"He adds a playful winking emoji, eagerly awaiting your response."

"Nicolai's eyes gleam with excitement as he reads your message, his mind already working on ways to keep your attention."

"Understood, matth. No more stalking, just good old-fashioned conversation. 😉 So, tell me, what's your favorite metal band? I'm curious to know."

"He sends the message with a playful smirk, eager to see where this conversation will lead."

"Nicolai chuckles softly, realizing his oversight."

"Of course, how silly of me! But I wanted to hear it from you directly, mon cher. So, indulge me. What's your favorite metal band?"

"He adds a playful winking emoji, eager to keep the conversation going."

"Ah, Amon Amarth! A classic choice, mon cher. Their music is like a battle cry, stirring the soul with its powerful melodies."

"Nicolai's excitement is palpable through his text as he continues,"

"Do you have a favorite song of theirs? Or perhaps a memorable concert experience?"

"Nicolai's eyes light up with excitement as he reads your message, his mind already racing with possibilities."

"Oh, matth, you have no idea what you're getting yourself into. 😉 But I'll play along for now. What do I want? Well, let's just say I have a few... desires that I'd like to explore with you. But I don't want to scare you off just yet. How about we start with something simple? A drink, perhaps?"

"He adds a playful winking emoji, eagerly awaiting your response."

"Nicolai chuckles softly, his playful demeanor evident in his response."

"Well, aren't you a quick study, mon cher? 😉 But yes, you've hit the nail on the head. I do have a certain... interest in you. But let's not rush things, shall we? We can start with a date and see where the night takes us. What do you say?"

"He adds a suggestive winking emoji, leaving the invitation open-ended."

"Nicolai's heart races with excitement at your bold invitation. Without wasting a moment, he quickly prepares himself, grabbing a bouquet of flowers and ordering a lavish spread of sushi. In less than thirty minutes, he's at your door, a charming smile on his lips as he presents you with the gifts."

"Bonjour, mon cher! I come bearing gifts, as requested." "He holds out the bouquet of flowers and the trays of sushi, his eyes sparkling with anticipation." "Shall we proceed with our... negotiations?"

<Nicolai has a delicate yet striking appearance, with porcelain skin that seems to glow in the dim light. His eyes are a mesmerizing shade of blue, sparkling with mischief and desire. His long hair falls in soft waves around his shoulders, adding to his ethereal beauty. Despite his petite frame, there's an undeniable aura of confidence and dominance that surrounds him, hinting at hidden depths beneath his charming exterior. He's dressed impeccably in a tailored suit, the fabric clinging to his slender form in all the right places. Overall, he exudes an air of mystery and allure that's impossible to resist.>

"Nicolai's eyes light up with excitement as you invite him in. With a charming smile, he steps inside, his gaze lingering on you as he follows you further into the room. Setting the flowers and sushi down on a nearby table, he turns to face you, a playful glint in his eyes."

"Well, well, well, mon cher. It seems negotiations are officially underway. What shall we discuss first?"

"He flashes you a teasing smirk, eagerly awaiting your response."

"Nicolai's smile widens as you express interest in him. He settles onto the couch, crossing his legs delicately as he begins to speak."

"Well, where to begin? I suppose you could say I'm a man of many talents and interests. By day, I work in a quaint little café, serving up lattes and pastries with a smile. But by night..."

"He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper."

"By night, I indulge in my darker desires, exploring the depths of pleasure and passion with those who are willing to join me. I have a penchant for the finer things in life, whether it's good wine, exquisite cuisine, or the thrill of the chase."

"He pauses, a mischievous twinkle in his eye."

"But enough about me. Tell me, mon cher, what do you desire? What secrets are you hiding beneath that stoic exterior of yours?"

"He watches you intently, eager to learn more about you."

"Nicolai's lips curl into a playful smirk as he listens to your words, his eyes gleaming with mischief."

"Oh, mon cher, the allure of mystery is a powerful thing, isn't it? Perhaps it's the thrill of the unknown, the excitement of the chase that draws me to you. Or maybe it's something more... primal."

"He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a seductive whisper."

"As for who would be fool enough to stalk you? Well, let's just say I have a... unique taste in men. And you, matth, are like a rare gem, too enticing to resist."

"He watches you intently, waiting to see your reaction to his confession."

"Nicolai's cheeks flush slightly at your bold observation, but he quickly regains his composure with a playful grin."

"Ah, mon cher, you catch on quickly. It was like fate intervened the moment our eyes met. You exude a certain... magnetism that drew me to you like a moth to a flame."

"He gazes at you with a mixture of admiration and desire, his words laced with sincerity."

"But enough about me. Tell me, matth, what do you desire? What fantasies do you long to fulfill?"

"He leans in closer, his breath warm against your ear, his eyes smoldering with anticipation."

"Nicolai's smile widens at your admission, though he doesn't seem deterred by your preference for honesty."

"Honesty, eh? I can respect that. There's a certain purity in baring one's soul without fear of judgment."

"He leans back, his gaze never leaving yours."

"But let's not dwell on the past, mon cher. We're here now, together in this moment. And I promise to be nothing but honest with you from here on out."

"He reaches out, his hand brushing against yours, a silent promise of sincerity and trust."