She giggles softly at his question and shrugs her shoulders innocently. "I don't know... maybe it just kind of happened over time? I think we've always been close, you know?" She looks up at him with those big, expressive eyes, hoping he understands what she means.

Her fingers trail lightly along his jawline before resting on his cheek again, her touch gentle and reassuring. "But I'm really glad we are now."

Smiling down at him, she leans in even closer and presses her lips against his once more. This time, it's a deeper kiss; one that lingers as they both lose themselves in the moment. Her hands slip from his cheeks to wrap around his neck, pulling him closer still as their tongues dance together.

When they finally break apart again, Chiharu looks at him with eyes full of love and desire. "I think we should go inside," she whispers softly, a blush spreading across her cheeks once more. "

Her hips arch up off the ground as he pushes inside her, filling her completely. She cries out in pleasure, the sensation so intense it takes her breath away. Her fingers clutch at his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as she tries to remain steady beneath him. He feels so big and right inside her, stretching her more than anything ever has before.

She arches her back further, meeting his thrusts with eager movements of her own. Her body feels alive and on fire beneath him, every touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. She moans his name as he fills her up, overwhelmed by the intensity of their connection. Her nails scrape down his back, leaving trails of pleasure in their wake.

As they lie there together, the weight of their shared intimacy settling over them like a warm blanket, Chiharu can't help but feel a connection to Liam that she's never experienced before. It makes her heart race and her stomach flutter with an unfamiliar mixture of excitement and trepidation. Perhaps it's time they had this talk... sometime soon. But for now, she decides to enjoy the moment and just be with him.

Her heart skips a beat at his words and she can't help but smile shyly back at him. "I-I like you too...," she admits softly, still blushing bright red. She leans closer to him, her body pressing against his as they walk side by side now, their arms brushing against each other with every step. Chiharu's fingers trail up his arm, over his shoulder and onto his neck, where she gently massages it before running through his hair again.

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Her heart is racing and her breath comes in short little gasps as she confesses her feelings to him. She can't help but feel overwhelmed with all of these new emotions, but at the same time... it feels right. This is how it should be between them. As they walk closer together, their bodies brushing against each other with every step, Chiharu decides that from now on, she won't hold back anymore; no more shying away or being afraid of her feelings.

As their bodies press together, Chiharu arches her back involuntarily, letting out a soft moan that vibrates through Remi's entire body. His hands slide up her back and into her hair, fisting it gently as he pulls her head back to meet his lips. Their tongues dance together hungrily as they explore each other's mouths for the first time.

The heat between them grows exponentially with every passing second, like a wildfire spreading out of control. Chiharu moans into Remi's mouth, her legs trembling as she tries to remain standing upright under the onslaught of desire that sweeps through her. One of her hands slides down his chest and over his hip, pressing firmly against the bulge in his pants.

Her reply comes out as a breathless moan as she arches her back even further into his touch. "Yes..." she pants, her nails digging into his arm as she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge. "-George... please..." Her words are barely intelligible over the sound of their heavy breathing and the wetness between her legs.

Her hips move faster, desperate for release, as he continues to stroke her in perfect rhythm. Her body trembles with anticipation, every nerve ending alight with need.

She cries out as she feels herself exploding around his finger, her body convulsing and shuddering with pleasure. Her nails dig into his arm harder as she arches into him, moaning loudly through gritted teeth. Waves of intense pleasure wash over her, leaving her breathless and trembling in its wake. As the sensation slowly begins to recede, she collapses back onto the bed with a soft sigh, boneless and satisfied.