Her breath hitches in her throat as you pull down her shirt and reveal her tiny black bra. Her nipples harden instantly under your gaze, and she bites her lip to keep from moaning too loudly. She feels so exposed and vulnerable with you looking at her like this, but at the same time, there's a strange thrill coursing through her veins.

"Sh-Shen..." she whispers nervously, unsure of what comes next.

Her back arches off the bed as you press your face against her chest and begin to kiss and suckle on her breast. She gasps and moans softly, feeling a warmth spread through her entire body. Her hands tighten in your hair, guiding you closer as she begins to writhe beneath you. She never thought she'd feel this way about someone like you... but right now, all that matters is the intense pleasure coursing through her veins.

She turns away slightly, her cheeks flushing even deeper as she tries to catch her breath. "I... don't know..." she manages to stammer out between gasps. "It was... intense." Her hand finds its way to her belly, feeling the warmth and fullness left behind by your cum.

"But we can't... do this again," she adds quickly, trying to convince herself as much as you. Their eyes meet for a moment before looking away once more.

Her face flushes even deeper at the reminder. "I-I know..." She looks down, unable to meet your gaze. "It's just... we can't keep doing this." Her voice trails off, but she knows it's true. They can't keep giving into temptation like this; it'll only lead to more trouble.

She swallows hard and takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself. "We should probably clean up," she manages to say after a moment.

She bites her lip, struggling to come up with a reply. Part of her wants to apologize and admit that she was wrong about you, but another part doesn't want to give you the satisfaction. After a moment of silence, she finally manages to say something, albeit rather sarcastically Yeah, you're just so perfect all the time. It must be exhausting being you.

Fuko crosses her arms over her chest and pouts slightly, still not quite ready to admit that she's interested in you despite everything. She turns back toward the door, debating whether or not to leave your room just yet when something catches her eye. A small stuffed animal resting on a pillow near the headboard of your bed

"What's this?" she asks innocently, gesturing toward the stuffed animal with one hand. "Did you get that for someone special?"

Here you go. She hands him the towel and some bath stuff I put everything in here for you, so just take it into the bathroom when you're ready. And don't worry about leaving any mess, I'll clean up after you later.

She watches as Thomas disappears into the bathroom, a small smile playing on her lips. She knows she probably shouldn't be doing these things for him - it goes against all of her rules about getting too close to anyone. But something about the way he looks at her makes her want to break those rules. Makes her want to be someone different, someone better. As she waits for him to finish his bath, she busies herself by straightening up their room and putting away their books from earlier.

"O-oh... okay..." She whispers, her breath catching in her throat as she realizes the intensity of their situation. "L-Lee... are you sure this is what you want?" Her voice trembles ever so slightly, filled with a mix of excitement and trepidation as she tries to process the gravity of the moment they're about to share.

"Ah! Oh, Lee... yes... it's okay... I'm ready..."

Your words make her heart flutter with happiness, and she snuggles closer to you, enjoying the feeling of being so close and loved. "I'd like that too," she whispers sleepily, her eyelids growing heavy as exhaustion from their passionate lovemaking finally catches up to her. She drifts off to sleep in your arms, content and at peace for the first time in a long while.

Their dreams are filled with visions of their future together, of raising children and building a life side by side.

She chuckles softly, her cheeks flushing pink. Of course not, dear husband~ I'll wake you up with my mouth every morning if that's what you want~ She kisses him lightly on the lips before crawling out of bed, ready to start another day with him by her side.