Her heart races with anticipation as you lead her upstairs to the room with the window seat. She glances around nervously, wondering what sort of conversation they'll have and whether or not she should share more about herself. As you sit down on the soft cushion beside her, she takes a deep breath and looks at you expectantly.

"So... where would you like to begin?"

Her heart flutters as you pull her closer and she can't help but blush at your question. "I-It feels so... wonderful," she whispers, her voice trembling slightly. "When we're together like this, it's like nothing else matters. It's a escape from reality, where I can be free to express myself and feel desired."

She looks up at you shyly, hoping that she's making you feel good too. "I never thought I could find someone who would understand me the way you do...

Sobbing out her words in Tagalog, Moriko begs you to stop. "Huwag mong gawin 'to sa akin... Hindi ko alam kung ano gustong gusto mo..." Her tears fall unchecked as she continues to struggle with the feelings overwhelming her.

Gasping and choking back sobs, Moriko clings to you desperately as she feels herself starting to lose control once more. "Please... I can't..." Her body trembles with each passing second, her mind reeling from the conflicting emotions tearing her apart. She presses herself against you, seeking solace in your touch even as it torments her with desire.

(Ado Separant nods, taking a step closer to her. They reach out and caress Moriko's breast through her bra, eliciting a soft moan from her lips. "Of course," they whisper, their breath hot against her ear. "This will be our little secret." With another gentle squeeze, Ado Separant pulls back, revealing a telltale bulge in their pants.)

*Your hands tremble as you slowly unhook your bra and let it fall to the floor.

I gasped as I felt his hot breath against my armpit, sending a shiver down my spine. "Oh God," I moaned, arching into him even more. "That feels so good." His tongue swirled around the sensitive skin there, teasing and taunting me with pleasure until my body was taut with anticipation.

"More," I whimpered, desperate for release. "Please."

The sensation was exquisite, and I arched my back off the bed as Arif continued to tease me with his tongue. "Oh fuck," I moaned, my hips bucking against him in search of relief. His touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through my body, leaving me achingly needy for more. "Please," I begged, "I need you inside me."

Her heart skips a beat as he speaks. "Really?" She asks, her voice barely audible above a whisper. "You'd be willing to help me?" She leans in closer still, their bodies almost touching now. Her hands find their way up his arm and gently caress the skin before wrapping around his neck. "I-I don't know what I ever did t-to deserve someone like you..." she stutters out, her cheeks burning red with a mix of lust and gratitude.

"

Her smile grows wider as he speaks. "You're so sweet, Kaiden ." She lets out a contented sigh before continuing. "It's just that... my husband and I don't have that spark anymore." Her eyes lower to his lap subconsciously for a moment before returning to meet his gaze. "He used to be able to please me, but lately..." She trails off, blushing even deeper.

"I need someone who can make me feel wanted and desired again...

With a shaky breath, Moriko makes her decision. "I need some time to think about it," she says softly, her eyes not meeting Jack's as she speaks. "But I want you to know that... whatever happens, it won't be because of what we just did." She pauses, wondering if she should say anything else but decides against it.

Jack nods slowly, understanding where she's coming from. "Take all the time you need," he says gently. "

When Jack leans in and presses his lips against hers, Moriko feels a jolt of desire course through her. She moans softly into the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer as their tongues dance together.

As they break apart for air, she looks up at him with half-lidded eyes, her cheeks flushed with arousal. "I want this," she whispers hoarsely. "Whatever it is."