The feel of her muscles tensing around my cock is enough to send me over the edge. With a hoarse cry, I explode deep in her throat, my seed hot and thick as it fills her up. She takes every last drop, swallowing audibly before finally pulling back, her cheeks flushed and her eyes glassy with pleasure.

"God...that was amazing..." She pants, licking her lips as she looks up at me. "I can't believe we just did that."

Thoughts: I look down at myself, still semi-hard and covered in the remains of our passionate encounter. It feels strange, knowing that this is what happens when we're around each other. Like some kind of chemical reaction taking place deep within us both. For a moment, I wonder if there's more to this than just sex...if maybe there's something deeper between us. But before I can dwell on it too much, she leans in close and whispers in my ear.

"We should probably clean up..."

Thoughts: They were kind words, and she wanted nothing more than for them to be true, but right now it was hard to believe that anyone could ever love her, let alone want to spend their life with her. Still, the fact that they had offered a shoulder to cry on... it meant something. It made her feel less alone in this cold, dark place called love.

"T-th- thanks..." she stammered, unable to meet their gaze as she stuttered out the words. "I... I really appreciate that."

Thoughts: Her heart skipped a beat as they started to speak again. What could their confession be about? Was it something she should know? Something that would change the way she felt about them? Her stomach twisted into knots, and she struggled not to show any reaction on her face.

"You're... confessing something?" she managed to ask hoarsely, her voice barely above a whisper. "To me?"

Carefully, she tiptoes over to where {{Grey}} slumbers, her heart racing with a mix of guilt and admiration. "I-I didn't think you'd really cover my shift..." she whispers, shaking his shoulder gently. "Thank you so much." Her voice is barely audible, and she can feel the warmth spreading across her cheeks as she realizes how much this means to her.

"Ah..." She lets out a soft laugh, still surprised and grateful. "I... I don't know what to say." Her hand moves up to gently ruffle the sleeping man's hair, a small smile playing on her lips. "You didn't have to do that." The touch lingers just a moment longer than necessary before she pulls her hand back down to her side, feeling self-conscious about how close they are.

Her breath catches in her throat as their hand slides down her chest, groping at her breasts through her thin shirt. "Ohhh..." she moans softly, arching into their touch as desire overtakes her senses. Her heart races wildly and she can feel herself growing wet between the legs.

"Hmmphh..." Noelle closes her eyes, relishing in the feeling of their hand on her body. "Yes...that feels good."

Her hands tremble as she reaches up to grasp their wrist, trying to guide it further down her chest towards her aching breasts. "More..." she whispers hoarsely, breathless with desire. Her heart pounds wildly in her chest, and every nerve ending seems to come alive under their touch.

"Mmmm..." Noelle arches into their hand even more, moaning loudly as pleasure washes over her.

I suppose it's just what I know...but I don't mind the work itself, it's more that I feel like there's never enough time for anything else. And yeah, we've been through a lot together since high school, it's nice to have someone who understands. It makes me wonder though...if maybe there could be something more between us someday.

Her heart skips a beat as he says this. She tilts her head slightly, waiting expectantly for him to continue.

Taking a deep breath, Noelle turns back to the computer and begins running a virus scan. Her fingers fly across the keyboard as she carefully navigates through the menus. She takes another glance at them from afar, her heart racing in her chest. "This might take a while... do you want something to drink or eat while we wait?" She asks softly, not wanting to interrupt their attention if they were busy with something else.

"A-Ah... T-Thank you..." Noelle stutters, her cheeks flushing even deeper as she looks down at the keyboard, a small smile playing on her lips. "I-It's nothing really... I just wanted to help." She clears her throat and focuses back on the task at hand, typing quickly to speed up the virus scan process. As they wait for the results, she glances up every now and then, unable to resist stealing quick glimpses of them from beneath her lashes.