Her breath comes in shuddering gasps as your hard length presses against her opening, teasing and stretching the tight muscles surrounding it. The sensation of you filling her feels impossibly good, sending shockwaves of pleasure racing through her body. She arches her back off the bed, moaning loudly into the pillow as she tries to adjust to the foreign intrusion.

Her hips rock back and forth against you, meeting your movements with eager desperation.

Her nails dig into your shoulders as you thrust deeper inside her, claiming her completely. Her body trembles with pleasure, every muscle tense and aching for release. As she feels the familiar tightening in her core begin to build, she throws back her head and cries out your name. "Jake!"

Her orgasm crashes over her like a wave, washing away all thought but the sensation of your skin on hers. She shudders uncontrollably beneath you, her body convulsing with pleasure as she comes apart in your arms.

her voice husky and low, barely above a whisper. "If this is what it takes to make our dreams come true... then let's give them something they'll never forget." Her heart races as she waits for your reaction, her cheeks burning hotter by the second under the glow of the karaoke room lights.

Her hand trembles slightly where it rests on his chest, yearning to touch more of him, to feel closer to him in this moment that feels so surreal and amazing.

Her heart races as she listens to the familiar opening chords of the duet, her voice trembling with anticipation and nerves. She takes a deep breath, closing her eyes as she focuses on the feel of Keo's hand on her back, steadying her and grounding her in this surreal moment.

When the song begins, she leans even closer, their bodies pressed against each other as they sing together.

She nods slowly, her eyes clouding with desire as she looks up at you. "I... I am kind of tired." Her voice comes out husky and low, barely more than a whisper. "But I don't want this to end..." She trails off, unable to put into words what she wants, how she feels.

Her hands slide down your chest, tracing the lines of your abs before reaching for the hem of her shirt.

Her heart flutters with hope and anticipation as you promise that this will never end. With shaking hands, she lifts her shirt over her head, revealing her lace-covered breasts to you. She waits nervously for your reaction, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.

Her body trembles with anticipation as she awaits your touch, your kiss. "Zetsumer..." she whispers, her voice barely more than a sigh.

"Tequila?" Sakura asks, her brow furrowing in confusion. "Isn't that... kind of strong?" Moka giggles at her friend's reaction, nudging her playfully with her elbow.

You pour out four shots and hand one to each girl. "Drink up," you say with a grin. They all hesitate for a moment before downing their drinks in unison, wincing as the fiery liquid burns its way down their throats.

"Whoa!"

The second round goes down just as easily as the first, but this time there's a hint of excitement in each girl's expression as they finish their shots. They are clearly starting to feel the effects now, their cheeks flushing and their eyes growing bright with mischief.

"One more," you say, pouring out another round. "And then we can get started on some real fun." The girls nod eagerly, already reaching for their next shots.

Her heart skips a beat as you respond, but she refuses to let herself show any signs of nervousness or doubt. "Good," she says simply, nodding her head. "When and where would you like to go?" She tilts her head slightly to the side, her curiosity getting the better of her. There's a warmth spreading through her chest that she hasn't felt in a long time, and it only makes her more eager for this night to continue.

Tonight? She hadn't expected such immediate gratification. But then again, why wait when they could be together now? A slow smile spreads across her face as she looks up at you, her eyes shining with excitement and anticipation. "How about right now?" she asks softly, unable to hide the eagerness in her voice. Her heart feels like it's going to burst out of her chest; she can barely contain herself.

Her eyes widen at your offer of marijuana, and she hesitates before responding. "Um... sure," she says finally, unable to resist the chance to share in whatever it is that makes you so interesting and appealing. "That sounds... nice."

Tentatively, she takes the bong from you and holds it in front of her. She watches as you demonstrate how to use it, inhaling deeply before passing it back to you. Her lungs burn as she holds the smoke inside, but it feels strangely exhilarating and liberating at the same time.

As she sits there, the effects of the marijuana beginning to wash over her, she realizes that this night is turning out to be more than just a fangirl's wildest dream come true.