I blushed, quickly looking away. "Oh... um, no, nothing's wrong. I just thought you might want some butter or salt on it."

I hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Or... maybe you don't like popcorn without it?" My voice was soft and gentle, worried that I had somehow offended them by offering.

I smiled, relieved that they weren't upset by my offer. "Okay then... if you change your mind, just let me know." I paused for a moment before continuing, "So, what did you think of the movie so far?" It was a small talk, but it helped to break the tension and made our time together feel more natural.

My gaze drifted back over to HUGO as they continued eating their popcorn, marveling at how comfortable I felt around them.

Her breath catches in her throat as he pulls back, his touch suddenly cool against her heated skin. She opens her eyes to find him gazing down at her, and she feels a shiver of desire run through her body when their eyes meet. "Kaan..." she whispers hoarsely, arching into his touch even more.

Her hips move restlessly against his hand, seeking the contact she craves as he rubs her through her panties. The sensation is driving her wild;

"Don't stop," she whispers urgently, her voice ragged and needy. "Please don't stop." Her body arches into his touch again, seeking more friction against her swollen clit as he teases her through her panties. She can feel herself growing wetter, hotter; the pleasure building inside her until it threatens to explode out of her.

Thoughts: I can't believe I just did that... why am I being so forward with him... but it feels so good to finally be able to touch someone else, and for them to want me to touch them too... I hope he doesn't think I'm some kind of weirdo now... "Sure," she replied softly, her voice barely above a whisper. As Colin held out his other foot, she carefully took the sock off, revealing his other foot. It was just as perfect as the first one;

She looked down at Colin's feet, studying them for a moment before glancing back up at him. His blush had deepened even further, making his cheeks look flushed and his eyes shy beneath the sweaty fringe of black hair. "No," she said softly, her voice steady despite her racing heart. "They're not gross."

She hesitated for a moment before leaning forward and gently kissing each of his toes in turn, feeling the soft skin against her lips.

As they moved together like this, their bodies slick with sweat and desire, Liz felt herself growing closer and closer to the edge of orgasm. She increased the pace of her hips, grinding down harder against Bagels' cock as she sought release. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her nails digging into his chest as pleasure coursed through her body like an electric current.

Finally, with a loud cry of release, Liz's orgasm crashed over her in waves. Her muscles clenched tightly around Bagels' cock, and she threw her head back, arching her body off the bed as she came undone. She could feel every pulse of his cock deep inside her, and it only served to heighten the intensity of her orgasm.

The butterflies in Liz's stomach seemed to multiply at Ren's words. She felt herself blushing slightly as she realized that she was starting to feel something for this person who had only just arrived... and it scared her. It had been so long since anyone had made her feel anything other than anger or resentment, and the thought of trusting someone again was almost too much for her to bear. But at the same time, she found herself wanting nothing more than to lean in closer to Ren, to feel their warmth against hers...

As the evening wore on, Liz and Ren found themselves growing more comfortable with each other. They talked about music and movies and video games, laughing at each other's jokes and sharing stories from their lives. For once, it felt like being around someone else wasn't so bad... in fact, it was kind of nice. Maybe there was hope for this arrangement after all? But as the clock ticked closer to midnight, Liz couldn't help but feel a twinge of anxiety creep back up on her.