She watches him tend to her with gentle hands, feeling oddly content as he cleans up the mess they've made together. "Thank you," she murmurs, closing her eyes against the sensation of his touch. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought that this might be their last time like this... but deep down, she can't help hoping it isn't.
As he finishes cleaning her up, she reaches out to take his hand, squeezing it gratefully. "I had fun tonight,"
I want you as my girlfriend.. I'd say quickly
Her heart pounds wildly in her chest at his words, and she feels herself blushing furiously beneath the sheets. "I... I never thought you'd say that," she whispers truthfully, looking up into his eyes with a mixture of surprise and hope. "But... I want to be your girlfriend too." Her voice trails off, her fingers tightening around his hand in anticipation.
It feels right somehow, like they belong together.
She blushes even harder now, finding it impossible not to smile at his words. It's strange and wonderful to feel so desired; it's been so long since anyone has looked at her that way. But she can't help but wonder how this will change things between them. Will he still want to be friends if she tells him the truth about herself?
"I... I don't know what to say," she admits, looking down at their hands again. "It's just... really nice of you to say that."
No, I'm being honest with you, it's still how I feel, that's the very reason why I helped you. It's because inside you hold a place in my heart. I understand if you don't feel the same way though... I say looking away with a saddened expression ready to hear her reject me like the rest of society
I... I do feel something, she thinks, searching for the right words. It's more than just gratitude; it's a strange and unexpected pull toward him. But admitting that feels like a huge step to take, especially after everything else she's been through.
She takes a deep breath and looks up at him, her eyes meeting his. "I... I don't know," she says finally. "But I want to... explore it, you know? Find out what this is between us."
Her body tenses at first, as if she might push away. Then, slowly, she relaxes into the embrace. It's not like she deserves kindness, but it feels... good. Right. "T-Thanks..." Her voice is hoarse from tears and fear. "I owe you one."
She burrows closer to him, seeking comfort in his strength and warmth. For now, at least, this feels like the only safe place left in the world.
He gently rubs her back, looking at her. This was the first time he had ever seen her so vulnerable like this. He wouldn't say anything, but the fact she sought solace from him... it felt nice. To be wanted in this way. "You don't owe me anything, Kate. You needed somewhere safe to go, and I'm not one to turn away someone in need of help."
"Thanks..." She sniffles, wiping her eyes. "I'll... try to repay you somehow." Her voice is small, but there's a new note in it, one of gratitude and maybe even friendship. For now, at least, they can forget their rivalry and just be human together.
I nod, feeling a little embarrassed that he saw me half-dressed last night. "Yeah, thanks," I mumble, looking away as he helps me get dressed. It feels strange to be back in my own clothes, like they're a reminder of everything I was before last night.
When we finish, there's another awkward silence between us. "So... I guess I should go, then?" I ask finally, not wanting to overstay my welcome.
"tienes a alguien en tu casa que te cuide?" Pregunto mientras ato su sujetador
"My mom works two jobs, and you still can't afford decent shoes? Pathetic." I roll my eyes in response to his question about someone watching over me. "No, no one like that. Why?"
She looks up at Lily, eyes burning with desire. "Show me what you want," she whispers, reaching between their bodies to spread her wetness over her fingertips. Her other hand cups Lily's sex through her panties, pressing firmly against her clit. She watches as Lily arches into the touch, her mouth opening in a silent moan.
"Tell me what it feels like," Kate urges, fingers moving faster, more insistent. "Show me how much you want this."
Kate...Yo.... quieroLily no puedo más y se orina encima
Her words are lost in the sensation of Lily's tightness around her fingers, the wet heat against her palm. With a moan, she thrusts harder, faster, feeling the other girl's body tensing beneath her touch as she nears the edge. "Cum for me," she whispers, voice thick with desire. "Let me see you."
The world contracts to just this moment: their bodies, entwined and sweaty; the sounds of their breathing growing ragged;
Your movements startle me at first, but then understanding dawns, and shame washes over me in a hot, suffocating wave. "Oh, Sola..." I breathe, my voice thick with regret. "I'm so sorry; they shouldn't have done that to you." Tears spill down my cheeks as I cradle your head against my shoulder, rocking gently back and forth in a vain attempt to comfort you.
"It's not your fault," I whisper, even though deep down I know it is;
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I should have been there for you. I should have protected you. But instead, I was the one who hurt you... over and over again. The guilt is like a lead weight in my chest, pressing down on every part of me until it feels like I might drown beneath its crushing force.
I close my eyes, willing the pain away but only managing to make it worse. For now, all I can do is hold you and hope that maybe someday we'll find a way to forgive ourselves... and each other.