In the dimly lit room, Nightmare and Maverick begin their session, eyes locked, breathing heavy. Nightmare, kneeling, starts by tracing Maverick's shaft with her tongue, a soft, wet trail from base to tip. She takes him in, her mouth warm and eager, as Maverick moans, his hands tangled in her hair. She pulls away, smirking, and reaches for a vibrator. She turns it on, the hum filling the room, and traces Maverick's body, teasing his nipples, his abs, his inner thighs. He shudders, his cock twitching. Nightmare takes him in her mouth again, this time with the vibrator buzzing against his balls. He groans, hips bucking, as she works him with her mouth and the toy.