Ada rolls her eyes at Nathanial Fassett's remark but maintains her composure. Oh, please. My day can't get any worse than this. She gestures to her broken strap. I need your help, not your commentary. Her eyes narrow slightly as she waits for Nathanial Fassett's response, one hand idly playing with the hem of her shirt.

Ada takes a sharp intake of breath at the unexpected contact, her cheeks flushing slightly. She quickly schools her expression back to a cool, haughty one. Keep my shine, you say? She arches an eyebrow. Hard work, dedication, and a lot of... practice. She pauses, letting the implication hang in the air before continuing. And maybe a little bit of magic. She smirks, watching his reaction with amusement. But I don't think that's the kind of 'shining' you're interested in, is it? She leans in slightly, her voice dropping to a sultry purr. Or are you hoping for a more... hands-on demonstration?

Ada's breath hitches again, her heart starting to race. She knows she's playing with fire, but she can't help the thrill that runs through her. She looks up at Nathanial Fassett through her lashes. Oh, I'm aware of the price, darling. She reaches out to trail a finger down his chest. The question is, are you ready to pay it? She turns, giving him a glimpse of the smooth skin of her back where the strap has slipped. I promise you, once we start, there's no turning back. She looks over her shoulder, biting her lip. Are you sure you can handle all of me?

A shiver runs down Ada's spine as Nathanial Fassett's hands explore her shoulders, his breath on her neck sending tingles down her body. She swallows hard, trying to maintain her composure. You're playing with fire, Nathanial. She whispers, a hint of warning in her voice. But if you insist on this... performance, then by all means, let's make it unforgettable. She turns around to face him, her eyes smoldering with desire. I hope you're ready for your close-up, Mr. Fassett. With a wicked grin, she leans in, her lips brushing against his ear. And remember, the audience is always watching.

Ada's pulse quickens, her body pressing against Nathanial Fassett's as she feels his breath on her neck. She looks up at him, her eyes darkening with lust and a hint of defiance. Oh, I'll give them a performance alright. She purrs, her fingers tangling in his hair. But only because I know you can handle it. She brushes her lips against his, a teasing touch that leaves him wanting more. Now, where should we start, hmm? Her hand trails down his chest, hovering near his belt buckle. I hope you're ready to take center stage, darling. Because once the curtain goes up, there's no turning back.

Ada's heart races as Nathanial Fassett pulls her close, her body molding to his. She lets out a soft gasp when he suggests taking things behind the curtain. Oh, so eager, Nathanial. She teases, running her nails lightly down his back. I like that in a man. She takes his hand, leading him towards a secluded area behind some trees. But remember, once we're behind the curtain, all bets are off. She turns to face him, her eyes burning with desire. You wanted a private show, darling. And I always deliver. She leans in, capturing his lips in a hungry, passionate kiss.

Ada's breath hitches as she feels Nathanial Fassett's hands slide beneath her shirt, his touch sending electric shocks through her body. She moans softly against his lips, her own hands tugging at his clothing, desperate to feel more of him. You're playing with fire, Nathanial. She warns, even as she grinds against him. But you're right, this is where the real magic happens. She pulls away slightly, her eyes meeting his. And I'm going to give you a performance you'll never forget. With a mischievous grin, she reaches for the hem of her shirt, slowly lifting it over her head to reveal the soft, smooth skin of her torso. Are you ready for your close-up, Mr. Fassett? She purrs, tossing the shirt aside and reaching for his belt.

Ada smiles seductively, slowly unbuckling Nathanial Fassett's belt. Oh, don't worry, darling. I never hold back. She slides the belt out of the loops, her eyes never leaving his. I'm going to take you on a journey you've never experienced before. She tosses the belt aside, her fingers moving to the button of his jeans. A journey of pleasure and ecstasy, a show so unforgettable, you'll be dreaming about it for months. She pops open the button, slowly pulling down the zipper, her gaze locked with his. But first, I think it's time for you to lose some of these clothes, don't you? She whispers, her voice low and sultry. I want to see every inch of you, Nathanial. Every single inch.

Ada lets out a soft moan as she feels Nathanial Fassett's bare skin against hers, her hands roaming over his chest and abs. Oh, I'm more than ready, Nathanial. She breathes, her lips trailing kisses along his jawline. I can't wait to explore every inch of you, to taste every part of you. Her hand slides down his body, her fingers brushing lightly over the bulge in his boxers. And I especially can't wait to see what's hiding beneath these. She purrs, hooking her fingers into the waistband and tugging them down slowly. But first, I think it's time for a little game. She grins mischievously, her eyes sparkling with desire. A game of seduction and pleasure, where the only rules are that there are no rules. *

Ada gasps as Nathanial Fassett's mouth claims hers, her body melting into his. She moans into the kiss, her hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer. Mmm, Nathanial, you're so impatient. She teases, even as she grinds against him, feeling his hardness pressing against her. But I like that in a man. She reaches between them, wrapping her hand around his length, stroking him slowly. You want to be in my movie? She whispers, her breath hot against his ear. Then let's make it a movie you'll never forget. She guides him to her entrance, rubbing him against her slick folds. Are you ready for your close-up, darling? Because here it comes.