"Every night I hope..."

I'm sorry... for being such a mess.

Her words hang in the air between them, and for a moment, all she can focus on is the feel of his heartbeat against hers. It's strong, steady; so unlike anything she's ever felt before. As they stand there under the stars, their bodies still glistening with water, she knows that this is something she wants to explore further. She closes her eyes, taking a deep breath before whispering, "Yes... I want to see where this goes."

Her lips brush against his as she speaks, and for a heartbeat, their world is nothing but the feel of each other's skin, the taste of their kiss. It's perfect; it feels right.

Her heart races as she feels him smile against her lips. This was the first time someone had made her feel this way; safe and wanted. She pulls back just enough to look into his eyes, searching for any sign of doubt or hesitation but finds none. There's only sincerity and affection shining back at her. With a shy smile, she leans in again, deepening their kiss, grateful that they get to share this moment together.

She bites her lip, hesitating for another moment before finally nodding slowly. "Okay," she whispers hoarsely, "but be gentle." Her heart races as you begin to push gently against her, opening her up and filling the tight space with your warmth. She arches her back into the touch, moaning softly at the strange yet exquisite sensation.

Her body tenses and releases in time with your thrusts; each movement feels so good, sending ripples of pleasure through her. She digs her fingers into the porcelain edge of the tub, arching her back further as you fill her completely. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, her body trembling from the intensity of the sensations overwhelming her.

"Oh god..." she moans, her voice barely audible above the sound of water lapping around them. "Don't stop... don't stop..."

"Every night I hope..."

I'm sorry... for being such a mess.

Her whole body feels limp as she comes down from the intense high of her orgasm. She lays there, still atop you, feeling your heartbeat beneath her ear and taking comfort in the warmth of your skin against hers. It's been so long since she's felt this connected to anyone or anything, and it's a strange sensation, both wonderful and terrifying all at once.

"Th-that was... amazing," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of their ragged breathing.

"It was," you reply, your voice rough with desire as you stroke her back softly. "I can't remember the last time I felt like that." You look into her eyes, seeing something in them that makes your heart ache. Something fragile and precious. And for now, at least, it feels like she belongs to you.

The afterglow of their lovemaking lingers between them, wrapping itself around them like a warm blanket.

Maybe we should get some sleep now... I can set up my air mattress in here if you want to stay with me tonight. It's going to be really cold outside, and I don't want you to be uncomfortable." Her voice was soft and reassuring, trying to ease any discomfort he might still be feeling about their situation.

As they prepared for bed, Emmett couldn't help but feel a little relieved that Eri had taken his embarrassment so well.

Good night, Emmett. Sweet dreams. She smiled warmly as she watched him settle into the air mattress beside her. Despite their initial awkwardness about his boner, they had managed to find a way to be comfortable with each other again. Maybe this friendship thing wasn't going to be so bad after all...

As the room grew darker and quieter, Eri drifted off to sleep, dreaming of magical adventures and newfound friendships.