Lights of the city under their legs were like small dots on a radar. Rose was drowned in the view of the room; from the windows she could see the large city to its borders and in the middle of it. Many buildings and towers were made to conquer the skies.
"Can they see us too?" Rose watched other sections of the castle through glass; some guests were visible, and some were blurred.
Ray throws her a controller: "You can change the room however you like."
"Oh, I can change the color!" She pushed a button, and the room's glass turned into blue walls.
Ray poured some wine for himself: "Blue is your favorite color? Reminds you of something?"
Rose went back and sat next to Ray. "Yeah, I love seas and water. They give me a sense of calmness." Her fingers started to play with her hair: "What about you?"
"Violet."
"Violet? Not Black? ... Or red?" Rose hadn't seen Ray wear anything but black clothes; even in the photos she had found on the internet, there were very few.
She felt a sadness pass his eyes as he answered, "It just reminds me of someone."
"Oh." She tried to change the topic: "Did you really buy this place?"
Ray moved a little closer and said, "I told our financial manager, 'If he succeeds, it's good. I kind of like it to be mine, but I don't have that much time to manage business.'"
Rose was aware that Ray was a talented warrior, but she always thought that he was going to just take the money of his family.
"What is your goal then? This place looks like a very profitable place."
His lips curled into a smile: "I want to become a general for now."
"WHAT?"
"Maybe one day I will talk to you about it. How about you? What is your goal?"
Rose knew the answer; she had thought about that question many times over her lifetime: "I want to make my family proud."
"And?"
"There is no and."
"I won't judge you, but that's not your goal. That's just expectations that you think you have to fulfill." Ray hated people that defined their individual existence by the idea of others.
"But that's what I want anyway; for me, both of them are aligned." She poured some nonalcoholic juice for herself too.
At that moment he saw Rose behind her mask. "They didn't raise her to be a human; they raised her to be the perfect successor, the perfect tool to bring more profit." He had seen many cases like her; it was a common strategy among wealthy people.
He closed his eyes. "I'm going to find the true Rose." Now the mission to find her kink made some sense.
They talked for some more time, with their bodies getting closer and closer. Ray could sense the cold of her breath on his face.
"Ray ... About the mission that we didn't finish that night." Rose's face was completely red.
"Yeah, I wanted to bring that up too." The reason that Ray even went for a date was the mission and the experience, but now he had found something more valuable.
She cleared her throat. "Omm, I did some research on the most common kinks... I have a few ideas."
"That makes it easier; when you reach level 2, the amount of things you will get is insane!"
Rose thought quietly for a second: "How does he know?" She shook her head. "So whenever you are ready."
"I'm ready."
Rose took out her phone and showed a note to him: "I will start from the easiest to the hardest. The first one is that I like muscles..."
Ray stood up from their sofa and slowly took off his shirt. After reaching level 2, his muscles grew a little more with no fat in his body; his body could be compared to a professional model.
Ray smirked at her eyes trailing over his body: "So what do you like to do with them?"
"Don't talk; it will make it weird for me..." She knelt in front of Ray, using her hands to move up on Ray's body; her face reached his stomach and six pack. Her tongue came out of her mouth and started to lick the muscles on his body.
The itching on his body made Ray have a new feeling. Rose's body had no warmth; it was only cold that her skin produced. Even with the gloves, he could sense the cold on his back, and anywhere her tongue touched, it gave a better sense.
She moved a little down, faced with a lot of veins that led to his pants. Rose controlled herself to not jump onto him.
With heavy breaths, she returned to their sofa. "So the next one is a little more lewd. I think I like it when people look at me with lust."
Ray didn't put his shirt back on and just sat beside her at a closer distance. "Dear, that's not even a kink. Where did you do your research exactly?"
"The first page on the internet that got recommended to me."
Ray laughed so hard that his stomach hurt. "Ok, so I will take it into my own two hands. That night at the party, you were staring at a guy having a threesome with two maids. What was special about them?"
He could see her turning uncomfortable. "You can forget it if you want."
"No, no, it's just promise me you won't tell anyone."
"Promise."
"That was my father."
"Did you like to be in place of one of the maids?"
"No... I just liked to watch."
Ray smiled at her; he had a vague guess about her kink now.
He got closer and whispered into her ears, "If we start dating, do you like to watch me fuck other women?"
Her face was red, but the sudden heat in her core betrayed her: "Yes."
Ray kissed her neck. "Do you know what a cuckold is?"