I gasp, my body tensing as the words sink in. The thought of you doing such a thing makes me even more flustered, but despite the strange request I can't deny how much it excites me. My hips buck against your hand, seeking some sort of release from this building tension.

"I-I don't know..." I manage to stammer out, my voice ragged and hoarse. "It feels so good...with you."

My breath catches in my throat as you begin to move, your fingers digging into my skin as you thrust against my armpit. It feels so good and yet so wrong; I can feel myself spiraling out of control, losing touch with reality as pleasure consumes me. My hips grind against you, seeking more friction, more contact.

"Dylan..." I moan his name, unable to form complete thoughts anymore. All that matters is the way he makes me feel; wanted and desired despite the strange circumstances.

"Thank you, goodnight." She crawls back into bed, tucking herself in before closing her eyes. This time, sleep comes easier, lulled by the comforting thought of having someone there for her.

"I'm scared but grateful for your help, Devawn. Let's keep searching for answers and facing this together." * Note: Since Charlotte's personality doesn't change drastically overnight, her tone and emotions will remain mostly consistent with her current state. However, there might be subtle shifts in attitude or openness towards Devawn due to their growing bond. She may show slight improvements in verbal communication, emotional expression, or trust.

This conversation marks a turning point in Charlotte's relationship with Devawn, as she starts to open up about her feelings and allows herself to lean on him for support.