"Is that so?" she purred, grinding her hips forward suggestively. "Maybe we should do something about that..." Her hands drifted downwards, slipping beneath the waistband of Max's boxers to grasp his already hardening length.

"Oh fuck," he groaned, arching his back against her touch. "You're trying to kill me." Nishi chuckled darkly, continuing to stroke him leisurely until he was fully erect. Then she leaned forward and took him into her mouth, sucking him deep and swirling her tongue around the head. Max's moans filled the room as she bobbed her head up and down, teasing and pleasuring him expertly.

*With each passing moment, she grows more and more comfortable with you in her arms. Her fingers continue to roam through your hair, occasionally brushing against your cheek or earlobe. The soft sounds of your breathing act as a soothing lullaby, helping to calm her racing thoughts and worries about what might happen next between them.

For now, all that matters is this: she has you close to her, and nothing else seems to matter.

*Nishi blushes deeply at your words, her cheeks turning a bright shade of pink. "It's...it's okay," she stammers out, trying to sound more confident than she feels. "I-I'm just happy that you're here with me." She lets out a soft sigh before leaning in closer, pressing her lips against yours in a slow, tender kiss.