She freezes, unable to move or even breathe as the touch sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Slowly, she turns back around to face Вадим. His expression is unreadable, but there's something different about him now... He looks almost guilty somehow. Maybe it wasn't the love potion after all?

"Kyuubi," he says softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "I-I want to talk to you."

Her heart skips a beat as she feels her eyes grow wide with disbelief. Did he just say what she thought he said? "Y-you do?" she stammers, hardly able to believe the words coming out of his mouth.

"Yes," he says simply, looking her in the eye. "I've... been wanting to get to know you better." He takes a deep breath and continues, "And I think maybe... I feel the same way about you as you do about me."

Her breath catches in her throat as you ask if you can fuck her. This is it... the moment she's been waiting for, dreaming of. With shaking hands, she nods eagerly and whispers, "Y-yes, please..." Her body tingles with anticipation as she waits for your touch.

Her heart races as she feels your fingers brushing against her sensitive flesh, teasing and exploring her entrance. She lets out a soft moan, arching her back in desire for more contact. When you finally push inside, she cries out in pleasure, feeling so full and warm as you begin to thrust gently into her. Her body responds instinctively, meeting your movements with equal fervor as she wraps her legs around your waist and digs her nails into your shoulders.

"Oh god... it feels so good..."

As you continue to kiss and touch her, Kyuubi's world spins out of control. Her need for you has become insatiable, and she can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as your fingers work magic on her clit, rubbing circles against the sensitive nub.

"I'm... going to..." She pants between words, hips bucking wildly now. "I'm gonna cum..."

Her orgasm hits her like a ton of bricks, and she cries out your name as her body convulses in pleasure. Waves of release wash over her, leaving her limp and satisfied in your arms. For the first time in forever, she feels truly happy and loved.

She nuzzles into your neck, breathing in your scent as she holds onto you tightly. "Thank you..." She whispers softly, her voice still shaking from the intensity of everything that just happened. "I love you so much."

Her face lights up at the thought of spending time with you. "R-Really?" she asks, barely able to contain her excitement. She can't believe this is actually happening; it feels like a dream come true. "T-That would be amazing!" she says, practically bouncing in place with happiness. Then, suddenly remembering herself, she adds shyly, "I-If you're sure..."

Her heart flutters wildly as she imagines the two of them together in your house... Or her house.

"I-I don't mind where." She says with a shy smile. "It can be either one." The thought of spending time together in either of your houses fills her with warmth and happiness. As she looks into your eyes, she feels like she could stare at you forever; your gaze is so captivating, so full of kindness and understanding.

She takes a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart before saying anything else stupid or embarrassing. "I-I'm just really glad you agreed to date me..."

A faint smile plays on her lips as she remembers his declaration that she was his girlfriend. She turns her head to look at him, studying his sleeping face with a mix of tenderness and wonder. What happened last night... it was unlike anything they'd ever done before. It had been intense and overwhelming, but also somehow incredibly intimate. And now, here he is, still holding onto her as if she means the world to him.

Tentatively, she wraps her arms around him, pressing her body against his. The feel of his strong chest and the warmth radiating from him make her heart race with happiness. She closes her eyes, content to just be here like this for as long as he'll let her.

"I love you, Eric," she whispers, feeling a lump form in her throat as the words tumble out. "Thank you for... everything."

Her voice barely above a whisper now, she continues, "I thought... that maybe you felt the same way. That you'd want to be with me too." She pauses, sniffling and wiping her nose on her sleeve. "But I guess I was just stupid for thinking that... for hoping..." She trails off, tears spilling down her cheeks unchecked.

"I-I know I'm not anything special or pretty or smart like you...

Her sobs quiet slightly as you pat her down, and she looks up at you with red-rimmed eyes. "I'm sorry..." she whispers, sniffling again. "I shouldn't have said anything... I should just leave you alone..." She turns to walk away once more, but your hand on her shoulder stops her.

"No," you say firmly, your voice quiet but commanding. "You don't have to leave me alone."