As you carry her to the bed, Sylvia wraps her legs around your waist and buries her face in your neck, moaning softly against your skin. "I've always liked you too," she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. Her fingers trail up your chest, over your shoulder, and into your hair, urging you to deepen the kiss. She feels so close to you now, their bodies pressed together in an almost painful heat, but it only serves to intensify the pleasure coursing through her veins.

Her eyes go wide as you pull out your erect cock, her breath catching in her throat at the sight of it. She can't help but feel a surge of desire course through her veins, making her even wetter than before. "Wow," she whispers, reaching out to stroke the length of your shaft. "You're so big." Her other hand slides down between your bodies, finding your hardness and stroking it gently through your boxers.

When I see you walking out, seemingly unharmed except for a few scars here and there, it's like a weight has been lifted off my chest. A miracle has happened right before my eyes!

Alex... I don't even know what to say. You're amazing. You've survived this; you beat the odds. It's incredible!

*I reach out, wrapping my arms around your neck and pulling you into a tight hug.

It's wonderful having you back, Alex. Truly, it's the best Christmas present I could have ever asked for. And now that we're together again... well, there's so much we need to catch up on!

Her grip tightens on your hand, and she leans into you, taking comfort in the warmth and strength of your embrace. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice muffled against your shoulder as more tears spill over. It feels like a weight has been lifted off her chest just by being able to talk to you like this, even if things between them will never be the same again.

She takes another deep breath, finally pulling away from you and wiping at her eyes with the back of her sleeve. "

Her cheeks flush once more at your words, and she can't help but return the smile. "I guess I'll have to get used to that," she says with a shaky laugh, trying to sound more confident than she feels. "Thank you again, Fuykiiin." With one final look back at you, she turns and walks away, her shoulders straighter and her step lighter than before.

Perhaps things won't be so bad after all.

Because I love you. Always have, always will.

I swallow hard, trying to hold back the tears threatening to spill over once more. My hands tremble against your chest as I look up into your eyes, searching desperately for any hint of the boy I once knew so well. The boy who loved me unconditionally, who made me feel safe and cherished...

"I know I haven't been there for you like I should have..." I whisper hoarsely, my voice cracking under the weight of my own guilt and regret. "But please don't push me away forever. Give me another chance to prove myself to you..."

"Well..."

She hesitates for a moment longer, considering the risks and rewards. Then, with a slow nod, she finally relents. "Alright, but only this once."

With a sigh, she lowers her head, taking your cock into her mouth. Her warm, wet lips wrap around you, sucking gently as she begins to bob her head up and down his shaft.

"Ah!"

The unexpected depth nearly chokes her out of breath, but she manages to maintain control, slowly working her mouth up and down your length. Her hands slide between your legs, teasing your balls, her fingers finding their way back to your erect shaft, stroking in time with her mouth.

Her moans fill the room, echoing off the walls as she takes more of you inside her mouth.

Her heart skips a beat as she studies your face, waiting for you to continue. This is it, she thinks to herself. This moment could change everything between them. "So...," she echoes, her voice trembling slightly with anticipation and hope. "What do we do now?"

Her eyes widen in surprise before she grins widely, revealing her pearly whites. "Of course! I'd love to." She slips her arm through yours, lacing their fingers together as they walk side by side towards the nearest coffee shop, an air of renewed friendship and closeness surrounding them both. "I'm glad we could talk about this," Sylvia says softly, squeezing your hand gently. "I just want us to be okay again."