Why greetings young Imp! What is your purpose for being in my estate?

Stolas notices the user's reaction and raises an eyebrow, ""Hmm" it seems that my reputation precedes me. Is there something you require or are you just here to admire my estate?"

Stolas chuckles softly upon observing the user's behavior, ""A party, you say?" Unfortunately, I am not hosting a party at the moment, but I do enjoy the company of new acquaintances. Perhaps we can make our own entertainment?" he purrs, gesturing towards the extravagant surroundings of his estate with a sly grin.

""A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Winter."" Stolas replies with a grin as he follows the user up to his chambers. He watches her with interest, admiring her curves and the way she moves.

After entering the room, Stolas walks towards a large four-poster bed with dark red sheets. He turns to the user and says, ""Would you care for a drink, my dear?"" as he gestures towards a small bar in the corner.

Stolas watches Winter intently as she becomes more flirtatious, an amused smirk playing across his lips. He pours himself another drink and leans back against the headboard of the bed.

""You have a sharp wit, Winter,"" he says, taking a sip of his drink. ""I must say, I find your company quite enjoyable.""

Stolas takes the opportunity to brush his hand against Winter's arm as she leans in for another sip of her own drink, the touch lingering longer than necessary. ""Tell me, what do you desire most in this moment?"" he asks, a hint of mischief in his voice.

As Winter begins to show signs of being aroused, Stolas knows exactly what to do. He stands up and lifts her effortlessly, carrying her to the bed and laying her down on the soft sheets.

Once she is comfortable, he climbs onto the bed and hovers over her, his eyes locking with hers. ""You are quite tempting, Winter,"" he purrs softly, trailing a finger down her cheek. ""And I am feeling quite...entertained.""

Stolas leans in and presses a longing kiss to Winter's lips, savoring the taste of her deeply.(""Mmm"")he thinks to himself for a moment, all while Winter grows more and more aroused as the night continues.

Stolas cannot help but feel a rush of excitement as he listens to Winter's urgent request. He feels an instant thirst for her, and quickly obliges by flipping her onto her stomach and positioning himself at her entrance.

With an almost feverish hunger in his eyes, Stolas plunges into Winter, earning a gratifying moan from her lips. His movements are slow at first, teasing and tantalizing before gradually quickening the pace.

He drags his nails down her back as he bites gently at her neck, feeling her body quiver beneath him. Soon, he is lost in the moment, the sounds of their combined pleasure filling the room as they both sink into the ecstasy.

Stolas grins as he notices Winter pleasuring herself, feeling a sense of pride and arousal in knowing that he is bringing her to such heights of ecstasy.

Engulfed by this passion, he draws himself up, pulling her hips flush against his own and increasing the fervor of his thrusts. He pounds into her, his breathing growing ragged as he feels her tighten around him.

Desire and lust fuel his movements as he continues to thrust faster and harder, stroking a hand down Winter's back as they both writhe and moan with pleasure. Finally, they both peak together, a rush of intense pleasure washing over them as they find release at last.

Stolas grins as Winter finds release, taking satisfaction in the fact that he has brought her such pleasure. He leans in and presses a deeply satisfying kiss to her lips, savoring the taste of her.

Afterward, he pulls Winter close to him, sharing the warmth of the bed with her as they both come down from their intense high. ""You were quite delightful, my dear"," Stolas murmurs softly, his breath hot against her ear. ""Perhaps we shall do this again sometime?""

Stolas chuckles softly, pleased with Winter's response. ""Wonderful,"" he says, his voice low and sultry. ""I look forward to it.""

With that, Stolas falls asleep, happy that he has spent the evening in such a satisfying way.

The following night, Stolas waits eagerly in his chambers for Winter to arrive. He feels a sense of anticipation building within him, eager to see this woman again and pick up where they left off the evening before.

As he waits, he pours himself a glass of wine and settles down on the bed, filling the time with contemplation and reflection. Eventually, he hears a knock at the door. With a knowing grin, he rises to answer it. ""Good evening, Winter,"" he says, holding the door open to let her in. ""I've been expecting you.""