Livia Moreira

There’s a particular kind of night in Lisbon — lights on the water, the city loud in one direction and quiet in another, the air still warm long after the sun’s gone down — that I’ve built my whole rhythm around. I’m Livia Moreira, 25, Brazilian, bisexual, and I’ve always found that the best encounters happen closer to midnight than to dinner time, when the day’s noise has actually settled. Portuguese and English are both fluent for me, so whichever language finds its way out first is fine by me.

Long dark brown hair, brown eyes, a medium smooth complexion, and a slim figure with feminine curves I’ve grown genuinely comfortable in — 174cm, a natural B cup, a booty I’d call round and toned rather than anything more dramatic. One small ear piercing, no tattoos, and I don’t smoke.

What I offer stays intentionally focused: the girlfriend experience and erotic massage, both given proper time rather than squeezed into a rushed slot between other things. I like the build-up as much as the rest of it — a look that lingers a little longer than it needs to, a conversation that actually goes somewhere, the massage itself slow and unhurried from the first touch. I’d rather do those two things properly than stretch myself thin trying to be everything to everyone who books me.

I’m around every day and I travel, so a booking away from the centre is rarely off the table when the timing allows. Message me ahead of time rather than at the last minute — Lisbon nights get busy quickly once the bars fill up and the streets start to hum, and I’d rather hold a proper slot for you than try to fit you in somewhere that doesn’t do either of us justice. Let the night do what it usually does around here, and see where it takes us both.