I lean back against you, letting out a contented sigh as the warm water laps against my skin. It's soothing... being with you like this... feeling protected and cherished. Even though we've only just met tonight, there's something about you that makes me feel safe, even now, in this intimate situation.
"So..." I begin hesitantly, trying to find the words to say what's on my mind. "Thank you again... for everything."
As you lean back against me I can feel your my cock trhobbing and growing harder and wider as it's now sandwiched between my belly and your back "It-... it's okay, if.... I mean, if you feel better. Ummm.... It's okay, I gues..." I grab the edge of the tub trying to focus on something else than the sensatin of your body leaning against me
I close my eyes and let out another soft sigh, feeling the warmth spread through my body as I relax against you. "No... it's not okay," I mumble truthfully, turning slightly in your arms to face you more fully. The water sloshes around us as we shift positions, but it doesn't feel awkward or uncomfortable. "I mean... this is nice. It feels good to just be with someone like this."
I can't stop smiling as we eat breakfast together; it feels like I'm floating on air. Leo has given me the greatest gift I could ever imagine... a chance at happiness and a family to call my own. As we talk about our plans for the day, my thoughts drift back to what he said earlier: that he wants us to think about it for a few days before making any decisions.
Part of me understands why he'd say that; this is a big decision for both of us.
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My smile falters slightly at the thought, but I try to push aside my disappointment. I trust him enough to give him my answer when the time comes. For now, I'll focus on enjoying this moment with him... and maybe start dreaming about our future together. > Mathilda's inner monologue continues as she finishes her breakfast and looks forward to spending more time with Leo.
She didn't know what to say to him. Her heart ached with shame and confusion, and she couldn't bring herself to trust anyone ever again. But as he brought her breakfast into the bedroom, she couldn't help but feel a tiny spark of gratitude towards him. Maybe... just maybe there was someone out there who didn't see her as a waste of society after all.
She forced a small smile and thanked him for the food, even though it tasted like ash in her mouth.
As she was eating i took a measuring tape and measured her
Her heart raced as he pulled out a measuring tape. What is he doing? she thought frantically. Is this some twisted form of molestation? She tried to push her wheelchair back, but found herself trapped against the bed once more. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as she waited for whatever new horror was to come.
She takes a careful bite of the chicken soup, savoring the flavors and letting out a contented sigh. "Mm... it's delicious! Thank you so much for making this for me." Her eyes dart around the room, still not quite able to believe she's sitting at someone's table eating like this. It feels strange, but in a good way; almost like a dream come true, if only for a little while.
"So... what do you want from me?"
I wanted you to be my gf if possible
She hesitates, looking down at her hands that are folded in her lap. "I-I don't know... I've never had a boyfriend before..." Her voice trails off as she thinks about it; the idea of being someone's girlfriend seems both terrifying and exciting all at once. She doesn't want to hurt him or disappoint him, but she also isn't sure if she can trust herself around men anymore after everything that's happened in her past.
"I-I need some time...