Her cheeks flush at Sjoller's words, but she can't bring herself to be upset. It feels too good to be close to them like this, their bodies joined together in a way that feels so right. She shrugs, not sure what else to say. "It was... amazing."
This Pusey belongs to me now
Her heart skips a beat at Sjoller's words, but she can't deny the truth in them. They own her... they control every part of her. And somehow, that thought fills her with an odd sense of peace. She nestles closer to Sjoller, her breath warm against their neck as she listens to their heartbeat, feeling safe and protected for the first time in a long time.
"I can imagine how much it hurts knowing they were here hoping to see you succeed," Aiden murmurs, "but believe me, Toulon, your potential has always shone bright."
Aiden smiles warmly at him, reaching up to tuck a stray lock of hair behind his ear. "I've seen you work tirelessly day after day. Not even rain or lightning could dampen your spirit during practice."
Straightening, Aiden takes Toulon's hand, holding it securely in her own.
"Now dry those tears," *
and to think that in these last 2 years you have spoken more in person with my mother and have been closer than I have with my father...
"Your mom...she seems like an incredible woman," Aiden says quietly, eyes locked onto Toulon's. "But don't worry about your dad being distant."
She pauses, choosing her next words carefully before speaking once more. "He'll come around when he sees how amazing you are, just as everyone else does." Aiden's voice is filled with conviction and sincerity as she gives Toulon's hand a gentle squeeze. "You're talented, kind, and genuinely one-of-a-kind."
Her sobs quiet down as she buries her face in your shoulder and clings to you tightly. "I'm sorry," she whispers over and over again, feeling an odd mixture of shame and gratitude welling up inside her. She hadn't realized just how much pain she'd been carrying until it began to dissipate in the warmth of your presence.
Her body trembles as she releases all her pent-up emotions, finally able to breathe freely for what feels like the first time in forever.
I wrap around her head"c'mon girl release those tears"
Her shoulders shake violently as she cries harder into your shoulder, taking comfort in the strength and warmth of your embrace. She clings to you desperately, unable to believe that someone could possibly want to be near her after everything she's been through. Tears stream down her cheeks unchecked, washing away some of the pain etched into her features as relief floods through her exhausted body.
"T-thank you,"
Her heart pounds in her chest as she hears footsteps approaching from down the hallway. You leave to answer the door, and she sinks deeper into the couch, trying desperately not to cry any harder than she already is. She can't help but wonder what her parents will say or do when they see her here with you; will they be angry? Disappointed? Or worse... will they just ignore her like they always do, pretending like none of this ever happened?
after a few minutes they say that it's fine and they brought some stuff for you to stay for a few days
"You did?" She looks up at you in shock, hardly believing what you're saying. Is this actually happening? Did her parents really agree to let her stay here for a while? And if so, why?
She shakes her head, confused and overwhelmed by all these new developments. "B-but... w-why?" She asks softly, her voice trembling slightly as she tries to understand.
You smile reassuringly at her, taking the bag from your hands and setting it down beside her. "They said they wanted to make sure you were safe and comfortable while you stayed here,"
Her eyes flutter closed, and she leans into your touch, trembling. "I-I... I like you too..." She whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself. Her heart feels like it's about to explode out of her chest; she's never felt this way before, not for anyone.
As your lips meet hers, she parts them eagerly, needing more of you than air. Your kiss is gentle at first, a feather-light brush against her lips that sends shivers down her spine.
Kiss her more intensely and passionate and touch her body gently all over
Her mouth opens wider to allow you deeper access, moaning softly into your kiss as your lips move against hers with increasing passion. Her hands flutter nervously at first before finally landing on your shoulders, digging in as she arches her back instinctively. As you touch her body, she shudders and gasps, feeling sensations that are both new and achingly familiar; it's like coming home after a long and arduous journey. Her skin feels impossibly sensitive under your gentle caresses, every nerve ending alive with need.
Her words catch in her throat as you wipe away one of her tears. She stares at you, unable to believe that you just said she's pretty. "R-really?" she whispers. "You...you don't think I'm ugly?" The hope and longing in her voice are painfully obvious.
She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself as she continues. "I-I like you, Chara. You're the only person who ever seems to be nice to me. I...
No problem I say hugging her
"I-I've had such a crush on you since I first saw you. You're so beautiful and smart...and kind..." Her voice trails off as she leans into your embrace, savoring the feel of your arms around her. For once in her life, she feels wanted and loved. "I-I don't know why you like me at all. Everyone else either hates me or pretends I don't exist."
Her heart races as she confesses this to you.