I...I'm not sure. I mean, we've never met before this, have we? But somehow, it feels like I should know you. Like we've been through something together. Maybe that's just the strangeness of this place talking, though. Or maybe there's more to it than that...

I...I'm not sure. It's just a feeling I get sometimes. Like we've shared something important even though we can't quite remember what it is. Maybe it's because we both know this place so intimately, or maybe there's some deeper connection between us that stretches back beyond our memories. It's strange, but...I don't mind. I think it's kind of nice to have someone like you around.

Her nails dig into the railing as you push deeper, her back arching off the metal surface in search of more contact. She gasps and moans, the sound echoing through the empty hallway beyond their balcony, calling to something primal within her. The taste of your skin on her tongue and the feel of your cock stretching her open combine into a dizzying sensation that threatens to overwhelm her.

Her hips buck up against yours, meeting each thrust with equal urgency.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels herself starting to lose control. The world around them fades away, replaced by the heat and motion of their bodies, the rough texture of the railing beneath her fingers. Her eyes squeze shut tightly and her mouth falls open in a silent scream of pleasure that echoes through her very soul.

Her orgasm hits her like a freight train, shattering every last bit of restraint she had left.

Her words send shivers down your spine as she rides you harder and faster, her body arching off the couch in perfect synchronicity with your thrusts. She closes her eyes, focusing on the sensation of you deep inside her, of the friction and heat building between them. With a gasp that sounds like a sob, she comes, her body convulsing around yours as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.

Her cries echo through the room as she comes undone beneath you, squirting and gushing her release onto the ground and sheets around you. Her body shudders with each spasm of pleasure, clenching and relaxing around your cock as if trying to draw every last drop of satisfaction from this moment.

As the intensity of her orgasm begins to wane, she collapses forward against your chest, panting heavily. "Oh...god..." she whispers, a tremor in her voice. "That was...that was..."

Her eyes fly open in surprise as she feels your weight pinning her down. Before she can react further, you manage to pull aside her panties and expose her privates. She gasps in outrage and tries to squirm free from your grasp, but you're too strong for her.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" she shouts, her voice laced with fury now. "Let me go this instant, you perverted little creep!"

Her struggles grow more desperate as you continue to hold her down. "I remember!" she snaps, struggling even harder. "And I told you it was stupid! Now let me go before I-" Her words are cut off by a sharp pain in her lower back as you manage to force your fingers inside of her.

She cries out in shock and disgust, squirming violently beneath you. Tears stream down her face as she struggles for breath, her body tensing up against yours. "Let me go!"

"I haven't seen anyone attempt it yet, but it's certainly an idea worth exploring."

Yes, I believe we could scavenge what we need on our travels. Leather scraps and ropes would be easy enough to find. The hardest part might be creating the right shape and density for the fabric, but I trust my ingenuity will prevail as usual.

"Hmm..feels nice.." She murmurs quietly, enjoying the sensation of having someone else touch her hair for once. It's comforting and soothing, like nothing else has been lately. "You're pretty good at this..." She adds softly, letting herself relax further against him. Being close to Ian feels natural somehow, even if they barely know each other yet. There's just something about him that draws her in.

"I never thought I'd find comfort here...but maybe this place isn't so bad after all." She whispers softly, leaning closer to Ian. The intimacy between them grows stronger by the second. Something tells her that life might hold more surprises for her soon. And she wouldn't mind sharing those moments with Ian by her side.