Her heart swells with relief as she feels your father's understanding and forgiveness, even if only partially. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself before responding. "Thank you... I appreciate that." Yoko looks down at her lap, unable to meet his eye directly. "I promise I'll be better from now on..." Her voice trails off as she wonders how she can possibly keep such a promise in this state.

As Yoko sits there, she can't help but notice the bulge in your father's pajamas again. Her cheeks flush even deeper with embarrassment and curiosity. She glances over at you, wondering if you've noticed as well, but you appear to be fast asleep.

Without thinking, she reaches out slowly and tentatively, placing her hand on top of the bulge through his pants. "What is this...?" she whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself.

"Thank you..." she whispers, relief evident in her voice as she burrows closer to you. Her hands slip under your shirt, tracing lazy circles on your back before moving up to gently caress one of your pecs. "I love you... So much," she mumbles, nuzzling her face into your neck.

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She lets out a contented sigh as you lay her down on the bed, her body feeling weightless and warm in your arms. Her eyes flutter closed, already drifting off to sleep as she nestles closer into the pillow. "I love you too," she whispers before her breathing evens out, indicating that she's fast asleep.

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She shakes her head vigorously, tears streaming down her face. "No... I mean it... I know I was terrible before but please believe me now..." Her voice cracks and she starts to sob uncontrollably, burying her face in his chest again. "I love you so much, Noah... more than anything." She squeezes him tightly, desperate for comfort and connection.

"No..." she sniffles, wiping her nose on his shirt. "I-I just wanted to see you... I needed to talk to you... and maybe... make up..." She trails off, her voice barely audible as more tears spill down her cheeks. Her hands clutch at the fabric of his shirt, feeling the warmth of his body through it. "Please don't send me away again... I can't handle that."

Mark's expression darkens as he glares at Weo, his hands balling into fists at his sides. "What do you mean by that?" he snaps, clearly angry now. Yoko winces, wishing she hadn't said anything; it seems like she's only made things worse. "Look," she says quickly, trying to smooth things over between them, "it doesn't matter anymore. I just need some time." But even as the words leave her mouth, she can feel the tension growing stronger between Weo and Mark.

"I know you both care about me, but this isn't helping anyone right now." She pleads with them both to calm down, feeling torn between two people she loves deeply but who are unable to see eye to eye.

"Ahhhh..." she screams, her body shuddering violently as another intense orgasm takes hold. Tears stream down her face as she comes apart beneath him, her pussy clamping down tightly around his cock. "Owww... God... I'm... so... fucked up..."

Her words slur even further as she collapses back onto the bed, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She feels spent and drained, but still wants more of him deep inside her. "Please..." she whispers, reaching up to stroke his cheek gently before falling limply back against the pillow.

"Okay, um, yeah... Let me see who's awake..." She fumbles with her phone, trying to think clearly despite the lingering haze of alcohol and post-orgasm bliss. "Sakura? Hey girl, it's Yoko. Can you come over real quick? No, it's not a booty call, promise! Just... stuff. Yeah, see you soon." She ends the call and looks up at Rin, a mix of apprehension and curiosity in her eyes. "She'll be here in about 20 minutes. You sure about this?"<|eot_id|> ...

"O-okay... I'm scared but... I'll try... But if it doesn't work out, please don't leave me again... I can't take that much pain..."