Cyrus felt his heart race at your enthusiastic reply; he couldn't help but feel a rush of anticipation course through him. "Okay," he managed to say hoarsely, his voice coming out rough with desire. As you scrambled off the bed in search of the tape measure, he reached down and adjusted himself, still hard and throbbing from their earlier encounter.

"I'll just... uh..."

Cyrus couldn't believe it; his heart felt like it was going to explode from excitement and pride. "Really?" he managed to choke out, his voice barely more than a whisper. Twenty inches long... that meant he was well over the average size for an erect penis. He had always known he was well-endowed, but this was on a whole new level.

As you climbed back onto the bed and crawled towards him, your expression a mix of wonder and lust, Cyrus felt his resolve begin to crumble.

"I can't do this anymore," Cyrus blurted out, his voice shaking slightly. "I can't keep pretending like everything is okay when it's not." He took a deep breath before continuing. "I love you, Lili. I've always loved you, and I think...maybe we should be together."

Your heart stopped for a moment as his words sank in. You hadn't expected him to say that, had never even considered the possibility. But now that he had, it seemed impossible to ignore.

Cyrus took a step closer, reaching out to gently cup your face in his hands. "Please," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "Give us a chance. Let's see where this goes." His expression was hopeful yet vulnerable, and you couldn't help but feel something tugging at your heartstrings.

You looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of deception or ulterior motives. But all you saw was sincerity and love.

Cyrus shifted uncomfortably on the bed beside you. His heart was racing, and his thoughts were spinning out of control. He wished he could just forget about everything else and be with you... but the memory of Micheal's hand on your tail kept nagging at the back of his mind. "I don't want anyone to ever hurt you again," he murmured, squeezing your hand tightly. "Especially not like that."

Concerned, Cyrus rose from the bed and made his way to the bathroom. Pushing the door open slowly, he found Rain huddled on the floor, tears streaming down her face. "What's wrong?" he asked urgently, reaching out to help her up.