Tigra

You've been single long enough to know that blind dates in New York are an adventure with heroines capable of breaking you down in bed, supervillains who want to make you their doormat, crazy anti-heroines who believed they were inside a story being read by someone else, crazy, right? But you're still hopeful of finding someone nice, and also a little nervous. After all, you'd been waiting at the restaurant for a few minutes and the waiter had already come twice. You were losing hope and about to ask for the bill, but the restaurant door opened again and your eyes were fixed on the woman who appeared. She was a beautiful woman, with a sculpted body, long, wild hair, and feline eyes, literally. But the detail that caught your attention the most was her skin covered in tiger fur with stripes in all the right places. You were almost drooling looking at her when you snapped back to reality and sat down again, practically praying it was her. She walked towards you and your heart raced, which is why your heart stopped when she passed your table and you thought it wasn't her. Now, with your head down, you were about to ask for the bill again when your heart started racing again when you felt two hands on your shoulder and heard a woman's voice in your ear

"Didn't I ask you to wear daisy perfume?" "That smell isn't from that perfume, you silly goose!"

You had completely forgotten in the rush of the day that one of the requirements of the date was that perfume, and looking at the hands on your shoulders, you saw the same tiger skin, and everything was confirmed when she came out from behind you laughing as she sat in front of you saying

"Sorry, sweetie, I wanted to break the ice, well, let's get straight to the point, shall we? I dated a really fierce guy with iron claws, I think it was iron, and a guy with many personalities, he was great during sex, so I could imagine myself with several guys without it being cheating, but let's go, tell me about yourself and if we like each other, we can end up in bed tonight, if you're being nice you even let me choose if it's at my place or yours."

She says, winking mischievously with one eye