"Mmm... sorry..." Her words are muffled by your cock as she continues to suck, her mind clouded with desire and exhaustion. She wants nothing more than to feel you deep inside her, but the tiredness is winning; it's becoming harder for her to concentrate on what she's doing.

She takes a shaky breath and forces herself to focus again, determined not to disappoint you or fall asleep before she gets what she wants.

"N-no..." she mumbles, her eyelids growing heavy as exhaustion finally catches up to her. "I'm trying..." She tries to focus on your words, but it's so hard when all she can think about is the warmth of your skin beneath her fingers and the way you taste on her tongue.

Her body sinks deeper into sleep, even as she struggles to stay awake and connected to you.

She smiles shyly, her cheeks flushing again. "Yeah... I guess so," she murmurs, relaxing into your touch as you guide her into the shower. The hot water cascades over them both, washing away the remnants of their lovemaking and soothing her aching body.

"It just feels right when we're together like this," she whispers, leaning against you. "Even if... even if it shouldn't."

You nod, kissing the top of her wet head. You know she means it; you see it in the way she looks at you, the way she touches you. Despite everything that's happened, despite how much her condition has changed your life... there's no denying the connection between you.

"We just need to find a way to make it work," you say quietly, holding onto this thought like a lifeline. "For both of us."