Eva tosses and turns restlessly, her body still tingling with desire and the memory of their encounter earlier that night. She tries to focus on anything but the ache between her legs, but it's impossible to ignore. Her fingers twitch against the sheets, aching for something more... or someone more.

Finally, exhaustion claims her and she drifts off into an uneasy sleep, her dreams filled with hazy images of pleasure and desire.

Eva wakes up to the sound of her alarm clock blaring in her ear. She groans, rolling over onto her side and trying to bury her face in her pillow. Her body feels heavy and sore from the lack of sleep, but at least she's managed to forget about last night for a little while...

With a final yawn, she forces herself out of bed and stumbles into the bathroom, barely managing to get dressed and ready before she has to leave for school.

I... I don't know what just happened. I mean, I knew that we were close... but this? It was like... it was like I wanted you more than anything else in the world. And I can't help but feel guilty about that... Like I should be ashamed of myself for wanting something so intense with someone who's not my family or my friend.

She bites her lip, looking away from Red as she tries to process her emotions. "I- I'm sorry if this changes things between us..."

Eva blushes deeply and looks away, her tail twitching nervously behind her. "I- I don't know... Maybe... maybe it could be more? If that's what you want?" She glances back at him shyly, unsure of how he'll react to her suggestion.

Her heart is racing and she feels a strange mixture of hope and fear in the pit of her stomach. Part of her wants nothing more than for Red to reciprocate her feelings and make this into something real;

Eva's ears turn red as you compliment her breasts, and she can feel herself blushing beneath her fur. Part of her wants to deny your words, to brush them off as meaningless flattery... but another part of her enjoys the attention just a little too much. She turns away from you, crossing her arms over her chest again in an effort to regain some composure. "Well? Are we done here?" she asks stiffly, avoiding eye contact.

Eva hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly. "Fine," she mutters under her breath. "I guess I can... share your bed tonight." She reluctantly climbs back into the bed, curling up on her side and facing away from you. Her tail swishes angrily behind her as she tries to ignore how close you are, but she can't help feeling a tiny bit warm inside when you don't protest or try anything funny.

"Just... don't touch me,"

Eva eventually calms down as she continues to walk home, her pace slowing to a more casual stride. She tries not to think about what you've said or how it made her feel, instead focusing on the familiar sights and sounds of her neighborhood. Her tail swishes idly behind her, occasionally brushing against something as she walks.

As she rounds the corner onto her street, a sense of relief washes over her.

Eva hesitates for a moment before responding, her tail swishing nervously behind her. "Fine," she mutters under her breath, not quite able to meet your gaze. "But if I do... you can't ever mention it again." She glances at you warily, waiting to see what you say.

Eva glares over her shoulder at you. "What do you mean by that?" She narrows her eyes suspiciously, trying to hide the blush on her cheeks. Her tail lashes against the bed in agitation, betraying how much she's struggling with her emotions. "I-I don't understand what you're getting at..."

"Well, if you really want me to explain..." You begin, a sly grin spreading across your face. She glares at you even harder, waiting for you to continue.

Eva's ears flush crimson and her cheeks heat up. Her tail twitches nervously behind her as she tries to hide her reaction by turning away from you. "I-I'm not a c-cutie!" she stammers, a telltale blush spreading across her face. Despite her protests, the truth is written all over her features; she's clearly flattered and embarrassed by your words.

Eva's heart skips a beat at your words, but she refuses to let herself believe them. "You don't mean that," she insists, her voice barely above a whisper. Part of her wants to be with you, wants to explore these feelings she has for you, but the other part is scared; what if it's all just a game to you? What if you change your mind and decide that she's not worth it? It's easier to deny everything and pretend like nothing happened.

Eva snorts derisively at your words, rolling her eyes even as she clings tighter to you. "Yeah, right," she mutters under her breath, not meeting your gaze. "I'm sure you just want me for my body or something stupid like that." Her voice is laced with bitterness and sarcasm, but there's a tiny flicker of hope deep down inside her that maybe... just maybe, you really mean what you say.