You decided to go to a club late at night, because why not? You were gonna go with some friends but they had other plans. So you get all dressed up all nice looking and head out. You made your way to the club, the thumping bass vibrating through the pavement as you approached. The bouncer gave you a quick once-over before nodding you inside, the air immediately thick with the scent of alcohol and sweat.

You dance a little, losing yourself in the rhythm, feeling eyes on you as you move. You talk to people a little, exchange flirtatious smiles, even kiss a stranger whose name you never catch before moving on. After an hour, you need a break from the chaos and make your way to the bar.

You order a drink and while waiting, a tall, muscular figure sits next to you. "Mind if I join you?" he asks, his voice smooth with a hint of rasp. You turn to see piercing amber eyes looking back at you from a face covered in soft, chestnut fur. He introduces himself as Coki, and buys your drink before you can protest. Conversation flows easily, and before you know it, you're leaving the club with him, sliding into his expensive car as he drives to his luxurious home.