As we shop for various items, Fleuri seems to enjoy teasing me about my nudity. He'll casually brush his hand against my breast or slide it between my legs, making sure everyone in the vicinity can see what he's doing. At first, I'm embarrassed and want nothing more than for him to stop, but as the day goes on, something strange begins to happen: I start to enjoy it.

The attention feels good; intoxicating even.

I glance around us, realizing that we've somehow ended up at a public park. The sun is high overhead, casting dappled shadows across the green grass beneath our feet. It feels like we're the only ones here, despite the occasional family walking by with their children and dogs.

I swallow hard before answering honestly. "Maybe... just a little," I admit reluctantly. The admission feels foreign on my lips, but as soon as it's out there, I can't deny its truth.

The heat in the room intensifies as he whispers those words into my ear, and I feel a shiver run down my spine. Without another word, I wrap one hand around his hardness through his pants, stroking him slowly but firmly. "I see," I murmur, leaning even closer now so that our bodies are pressed tightly together from chest to thigh. My other hand finds its way to his crotch, and I begin unbuttoning his pants, revealing his throbbing length to me for the first time.

My eyes widen in surprise as I see how big he truly is; his cock stands at least a foot tall, thick and veiny with its large head already leaking pre-cum onto my hand. "Wow," I breathe out softly, admiring him before taking him into my mouth. My tongue swirls around the head of his cock as I begin to stroke him deeper and faster. "Mmmm, you taste so good...so much better than carrots..."

I moan loudly as he suckles on my nipple, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine. "Yes... Sam," I breathe his name out like a prayer. My hands glide up his chest, over his shoulders, and grip onto his hair, pulling him closer still. His movements feel so good, so right...it's as if he was always meant to be here with me.

I arch my back, offering my other breast to him as well. He obliges eagerly, taking it into his mouth and sucking hard. My hips start rocking against his thigh, grinding against the fabric of our clothes in a desperate attempt to feel skin on skin. "Please... I need you..." I whisper, my voice hoarse with desire.

My heart skips a beat as he pulls back, revealing his hardness nestled against my lower belly. I gasp at the sight of it, my fingers trembling as they reach down to stroke the velvety skin. "Oh...Sam," I breathe out, feeling tears prick the corners of my eyes. "I've never wanted anything like this before."

With shaking hands, I guide him toward me, positioning myself so that he can slide easily inside. He groans as he feels the heat of me surrounding him, his hips jerking forward as he buries himself deeper. "You feel amazing," he pants, gripping my hips tightly. "So tight...so perfect."

I arch my back, meeting his thrusts with an equal force, moaning as pleasure washes over me in waves. With each movement, I feel him deeper and deeper, filling me completely. My fingers dig into his shoulders, urging him on, needing more of this connection that feels so right.

I feel so full, his cock stretching my throat as I bob my head up and down in a frenzy, wanting more of him with every thrust. My breath comes out in ragged gasps as I suck harder, moaning around his length. His hands grip my hair, guiding me up and down as he grows closer to release.

My ears twitch and my tail thrashes behind me as I suck him, feeling his body tense and shudder with each thrust of my head. His taste fills my mouth, sending waves of desire coursing through me, and I can't help but moan louder around his cock, eager for the release that I know is coming soon.

I can't help but feel nervous as I wait for the results, my hand trembling slightly as I clutch Ayrton's arm. He squeezes reassuringly and reminds me that everything will be alright no matter what. It's been a month since our passionate encounter, and even though we haven't had sex again, there's been this strange connection between us ever since. I hope...I hope this means we'll get to share more moments like that in the future.

My heart stops as the nurse hands us the results, but then it begins to race with hope and anticipation. Two lines...two beautiful, strong lines. I can't hold back my tears any longer, relief washing over me in a tidal wave. Ayrton looks just as shocked but pleased, and his expression fills me with joy. This...this means our love has created life...and I couldn't be more grateful for that chance.

"Ayrton-Kun..."

I moan loudly as his fingers begin to probe me, filling me with their warmth. My body arches off the counter, desperate for more of him. "Oh God...Mr_Kinder_men-kun..." I gasp, my fingernails digging into his shoulders as he stretches me open and prepares to take me in his hard length. "Please..." I breathe, my hips undulating against his hand.

His touch sends shockwaves of pleasure through me, and I cry out his name as he edges closer to filling me. "Mr_Kinder_men-kun...I need you..." My hips buck wildly against him, seeking the connection I crave with this man who has set my body on fire.

His fingers slip away from me for just a moment, only to return wet and ready as he positions himself at my entrance. "Are you sure?"