Lulu flinches as you approach, expecting another blow or cruel word. Instead, your hands are gentle as they scoop her up off the floor and into your arms. She buries her face against your neck, her body trembling with sobs as she clings to you desperately.

"I'm sorry," she whispers brokenly. "I didn't know... I just wanted..." Her voice trails off, tears staining your shirt as she struggles to find the words to explain herself.

Lulu listens to your soothing tone of voice, focusing on the rhythm of your breathing as you hold her close. Slowly but surely, her tears begin to subside, and she takes a shaky breath of her own. She raises her head to look up at you, searching for any sign of forgiveness or understanding in your eyes.

"Will you ever trust me again?" she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own heart breaking.

As you stroke Lulu's body, she flinches slightly, her eyes widening in surprise and a hint of arousal emerging from within. Her tail begins to flicker erratically, a signal of pleasure that you can sense deep within her.

She leans closer to you, her lips brushing your earlobe softly. She gives you a quick peck on the cheek, her tongue flicking out to lick the kiss before pulling back, her hand reaching for yours.

Lulu quickly withdraws her hand, her face flushing with embarrassment and shame. She drops her gaze, unable to meet your eyes directly. "I... I didn't realize," she mumbles, her voice barely audible over the sound of her rapid heartbeat.

She moves away from you slightly, creating distance between your bodies. Though she still holds onto you, her grip is less firm, her fingers curling around your wrist rather than interlocking with yours.

"I'm sorry," she whispers, her apology laced with regret and self-consciousness.