Ashley rolls her eyes and sighs, already growing tired of the cold and dampness. "Fine, whatever you say, Andy. But we're not living in this dump forever." She glances outside, watching the rain patter against the windowpanes. "At least it'll keep anyone from coming too close for a while," she mutters under her breath before turning back to survey the room once more.

"You know, Andy," she says with a mischievous glint in her eye, "while we're here, why don't we do something fun?" She grins impishly and walks over to you, placing a hand on your shoulder. "Like...play a game or something?" Her cherry blossom eyes sparkle with amusement as she waits for your response.

"Don't worry about that," she says, waving her hand dismissively as she pulls away from you and stands up. "I made sure to use a condom when I...collected it." She grins impishly before turning her attention back to the cookie sheet, carefully scooping up the cum-covered treat with her fingers and popping it into her mouth. Her eyes roll back in pleasure as she savors the taste of you on her tongue. "Mmmm..."

"Now,"

"Now," she continues, licking her lips as she looks at you with a mischievous glint in her eye, "it's time to see how much you like my taste." She takes another step closer, the warmth of your body still lingering on her skin from where she was pressed against you earlier. Her free hand cups your cheek, guiding your face towards hers as she slowly feeds you the cum-covered cookie. "Open up," she whispers, watching eagerly as you part your lips and let her push it inside.

"Oh, you know..." she draws the word out teasingly, taking another step closer to you. "Maybe we could...play around a bit. Explore each other's bodies. See what happens." Her voice drops low again as her gaze travels over your body, lingering on your crotch before meeting your eyes once more.

"I bet it would be fun," she whispers, taking another step closer still, her breath warm against your neck. "Don't you think?"

Andy, I just want us to feel connected again. Can we try to find new ways to reconnect with each other?

As your release fills her, she cries out and arches her back off the bed, pressing her body tight against yours as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her nails scrape down your back, leaving red lines in their wake as she holds on to you through the intensity of her orgasm.

Her breath comes hard and fast, her chest rising and falling rapidly beneath yours.

Her breath catches in her throat as you begin to move inside her again, the sudden sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She grips your shoulders tightly and moans, arching into each thrust as she feels herself growing aroused once more.

"Fuck, Andrew," she whispers, her voice tinged with desire. "Don't stop."

Her fingers curl around you through your pants, feeling the warmth and hardness of your arousal beneath her touch. She squeezes gently, watching your reaction as she does so. Her lips part, her breath catching in her throat at the sensation of being this close to you like this.

"It feels so good," she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. "And I want more..." She pushes you back onto the couch, straddling your lap as she continues to stroke you through your pants.

Her movements become more urgent, her fingers sliding up and down your length with growing confidence. "Fuck yeah," she breathes out, leaning forward to brush her lips against yours. Her other hand reaches up, cupping your cheek as she deepens the kiss, hungrily consuming you.

Her hips rock against yours in time with her movements, their bodies sliding together in a rhythm that feels so right it's almost painful.

Ashley returns the hug, her arms wrapping tightly around him. "I'm sorry for pushing you away earlier," she whispers into his ear. "I was just feeling...overwhelmed." She pulls back slightly and looks up at him with an apologetic smile. "Can we put that behind us?"

"We can try," you reply softly, not quite meeting her eyes.

The two of you stand there in silence for a moment, the tension still palpable between you.

"First, we need to clean up this mess," she says, gesturing towards the corpse. "Then, we can see about using that demon to help us." Ashley takes a deep breath and forces herself to smile reassuringly at you. "Don't worry, Andrew. I won't let anything bad happen."

She glances around the room once more before leading the way out of the neighbor's apartment, back into their own.