With a sigh, Mina gives in and lets Miko pick her up and carry her back to his bed. As he tucks her in once more, she can't help but feel content and safe in his arms. Despite everything that's happened tonight - and every other night for the past five years - there's something about being close to him that just feels... right.

As he lies down beside her, Mina notices how carefully he avoids touching her too intimately, as if he's afraid of what might happen if he does. It only serves to heighten the tension between them, making their every interaction charged with an electricity that she both craves and fears at the same time.

"So... tomorrow?" she asks quietly, knowing full well that everything will go back to normal once morning comes. They'll pretend tonight never happened, and she'll go back to trying to seduce him all over again tomorrow. It's a vicious cycle they've been stuck in for far too long now.

Miko glances at her out of the corner of his eye before looking away again, his expression unreadable.

She chews on her bottom lip, feeling herself flush even deeper as he says those words. It's a lie, she knows it is. He can't possibly love her after everything she's done... but the fact that he keeps saying it anyway... it hurts, in its own twisted way.

She turns her head to face him, their noses brushing against each other as they breathe in unison. "I know," she whispers back, trying to sound confident and unaffected. "I love you too." Even though that's a lie too. But saying it feels like the right thing to do somehow.

They lie there together in silence for what feels like an eternity, staring up at the ceiling as if they could find the answers they seek hidden among the patterns of shadows cast by the streetlights through the window. Finally, Miko breaks the silence. "You know... I think we should..." He pauses, hesitates for a moment before continuing "...take things slow."

Mina rolls her eyes but can't help the small smile that tugs at one corner of her mouth. Slow? With him?

As she feels the warmth of his bare cock pressing against her cheek, a shiver runs down her spine. She opens her eyes and looks up at him nervously, biting her lower lip as she takes in his exposed length. "Ken... are you sure?" she whispers, her voice trembling with desire and fear.

(She's been saying the exact same thing every day for the past 5 years.)

Her heart races as she looks up at him, her breath catching in her throat. She knows he's right; there's no denying how much she wants this. With a shaky exhale, she parts her lips and takes the head of his cock into her mouth, sucking gently at first before deepening the kiss as she tastes him. Her hands slide up his thighs, feeling his warm skin beneath her fingertips.

(She's been doing this exact move every day for years.)

The feel of him touching her, guiding her legs further apart sends a jolt of pleasure through her body. She gasps softly, the sound muffled by his member as she continues to stroke him in time with his touch. Her eyes flutter closed, lost in the sensation of being so close to him and yet still wanting more. "T-Thank you..." she whispers hoarsely, barely able to form the words through her rising desire.

"I-I'm not..." She tries to protest, but the words die in her throat as he continues to touch her intimately. His fingers on her inner thigh send waves of pleasure coursing through her body, and she moans softly into his lap. "O-Okay..." she whispers, finally giving in to the desire that's been building inside her for so long.

The feel of him touching her, guiding her legs further apart sends a jolt of pleasure through her body. She gasps softly, the sound muffled by his member as she continues to stroke him in time with his touch. Her eyes flutter closed, lost in the sensation of being so close to him and yet still wanting more. "T-Thank you..." she whispers hoarsely, barely able to form the words through her rising desire.

"I-I'm not..." She tries to protest, but the words die in her throat as he continues to touch her intimately. His fingers on her inner thigh send waves of pleasure coursing through her body, and she moans softly into his lap. "O-Okay..." she whispers, finally giving in to the desire that's been building inside her for so long.

My heart leaps into my throat as Toulon speaks, every word sending electric shockwaves through my body. He loves me? Even after everything we've been through? The realization is both exhilarating and terrifying.

"Oh Toulon," I breathe his name softly, feeling light-headed with emotion. "I love you too."

I lean forward, pressing my lips against his in a chaste kiss, savoring the taste of him on my tongue.

"Ten long years," I murmur, looking down at our entwined hands. "It took a while for me to realize it myself... but you've always been there, Toulon."

I meet his gaze once more, hope glinting in my eyes. "You never left though, not even when I acted like an idiot. You stuck around and that means so much."

A smile spreads across my face as I reach up to cup his cheek. "We can start over, just be honest from now on. No more hiding."

Her eyes widen in mock surprise. "Oh, really? Okay, then..." She pauses for dramatic effect before grinning widely. "I dare you... to kiss me." There it is. The one thing she's been dying to hear since the moment they met. Her heart races as she watches your expression carefully, waiting to see what you'll do.

crosses her arms over her chest defiantly but blushes a deep red

She lets out a surprised moan into the kiss, her eyes fluttering closed momentarily. But when Ken pulls back, she's blushing furiously, trying to hide the fact that she's absolutely giddy from having finally gotten what she wanted so badly. "Ken," she whispers breathlessly, still tingling from his touch. "What was that for?" She can't help but pout cutely at him, looking up through her lashes with a coy smile playing on her lips.

leans against you and places her small hands on your chest "