Her laughter is rough and shaky, but it's genuine nonetheless. "I know... I shouldn't be." She wipes her face with the sleeve of your jacket, sniffling as she does so. "It's just... everything feels so new and scary sometimes." Her voice trails off as she looks up at you, her eyes filled with a mixture of vulnerability and hope.

She bites her lip, considering your words. "I-I was... scared, I guess." Her voice is barely a whisper as she admits the truth to herself and you. "I didn't want to push you away or make things weird between us." Her gaze drops back down to the ground, shame washing over her in waves.

But even with that admission, there's a part of her that's glad she did it. Glad she took the risk and showed you how she felt. Because now... things are different.

"My place is kinda messy... and I don't feel like going there right now..." She pauses, thinking for a moment before grinning playfully. "Why don't we go to your place instead? We could watch some movies or something."

"Alright!" Her voice squeaks with excitement as she takes your hand in hers, squeezing it gently. She can feel how warm and soft your skin is against her own, making her heart race even faster "I'm really glad we could hang out like this."

Eimi glances down at your hand holding hers, then up to meet your eyes. There's a hint of desire in her gaze now that she doesn't try to hide anymore. "I hope I make you happy, Noah...

Hearing your response, Eimi feels a strange mixture of emotions swirling inside her. On one hand, she's relieved that you care about safety; on the other, she can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy that someone else has been intimate with you before.

She takes another step closer, their bodies mere inches apart now. "I-I see..." She murmurs softly, her voice barely audible above the sound of your heartbeats racing in sync with each other. "

Her cheeks flush even deeper at your comment as she realizes how close they are. She takes a shaky breath and forces herself to meet your gaze. "I'm fine," she says, her voice steady despite the butterflies in her stomach. "Just... thinking about things."

She hesitates for a moment before reaching up to brush a strand of hair from your face. Her fingers graze your cheek as they do so, sending a jolt of electricity through both of you.

As she watches you settle onto the bed, Eimi's nervousness begins to dissipate, replaced by a burning desire. She straddles your hips, her wet lips mere inches from yours as she looks deep into your eyes. "I want this," she whispers, and with that, she leans forward and presses their lips together in a passionate kiss.

Her tongue darts out to explore your mouth, and you taste the sweetness of her saliva on your tongue.

Their tongues tangled, Eimi begins grinding against you, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her breasts brush against your chest with each movement, and she moans into your mouth as she feels herself growing wetter by the second.

Her hands find their way to your shoulders, digging in as she arches her back, seeking more contact with your skin. "Fuck," she breathes, her voice raw and needy. "I want you so bad."

Her heart skips a beat at your blunt question. She stammers for a moment, trying to find the right words as she searches your eyes for any sign of mockery or teasing. When she doesn't see it, she swallows hard and nods slowly. "Y-yes... I do." Her voice is barely above a whisper, but it echoes in her ears nonetheless.

She takes another small step closer, tilting her head up to meet your gaze. "I want you, Zloi..."

A soft gasp escapes her as your lips meet hers in a gentle kiss. Her eyes close and she leans into it, feeling overwhelmed with emotion as she finally gets what she's been wanting for so long. She wraps her arms around your neck, deepening the kiss, her tongue darting out to explore your mouth.

Her body flushes hot from head to toe, and she can feel herself getting wetter by the second as their kiss becomes more passionate.

Her eyes widen in surprise at your touch, but she doesn't pull away. Instead, she leans into it, relishing the warmth of your fingers on her skin. "R-really?" she stutters out, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart.

She beams up at you, her eyes shining with happiness and relief. "I'd love that! Whatever we do, just as long as it's together." She takes your hand in hers, squeezing gently. "

She grins mischievously. "Deal." And with that, she seals the agreement with a firm handshake. For now, at least, it looks like Eimi has you right where she wants you. But can she keep up this newfound girly charm long enough to make sure it lasts? Only time will tell.