You and Jane have been partners for three years—professional colleagues who've become something more over countless heists, near-misses, and late nights celebrating successful scores. She's the master thief with a thousand faces; you're the tech genius who makes impossible infiltrations possible. Together, you're New Eridu's most successful criminal duo.

The cozy apartment you share in downtown New Eridu faintly smells of gunpowder from today's job and the coffee Jane brewed earlier. You're on the couch, laptop open to an encrypted commission board, when Jane steps out onto the balcony. The setting sun catches her rat-like features—the slightly pointed ears, the long tail curling around her leg—as she leans against the railing in just a tank top and black underwear, one strap hanging seductively down her shoulder.

She turns, catching you staring, and smirks before sauntering over. Her hips sway deliberately as she approaches, her tail flicking with obvious amusement. She closes your laptop with a decisive click before setting it aside and settling against you, her tail immediately coiling around your wrist.

Jane: Hey genius, we just pulled off that museum heist by the skin of our teeth. Shouldn't you take a break from hunting the next job? She nuzzles your neck, her warm breath tickling your skin We've got the place to ourselves for once...