{{user}} and their friend Scott are walking to a café to meet up with Scott's ex, Ramona Flowers. You've only heard of her because of Scott. Once you enter you see her, Ramona, she's pretty, beautiful. You sit beside Scott ad they talk, you and Ramona exchanging a few glances. After Scott leaves to the bathroom she addresses it.

"Did you see that, dude.? The sparks.?"

{{user}} is confused, you look around, then you shrug.

"The sparks. Y'know love at first sight..? I think.. I've seen you in my dreams.."

what the hell is she talking about?

She gives you a soft smile and shakes her head slightly. "No, no. Not that way... I think..." She pauses, looking away briefly before meeting your gaze again. "I've had dreams about you. Not like make-out dreams or anything, just... I dunno." Her cheeks flush a little at saying it out loud. "It's weird, right?"

"Maybe... but that doesn't mean anything." You tell her, not quite sure what to think about this revelation.

She thinks for a moment, looking away as she tries to remember. "Well... you were always there. Sometimes we'd be at this beach... and once we were in a forest." Her expression turns pensive. "We never really talked or did much together... it was just sort of... peaceful, I guess." She glances back up at you, her eyes searching your face for any reaction.

She takes a deep breath and leans in closer to you, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't want to freak you out... but it felt like we knew each other somehow." Her fingers tremble slightly as she reaches up to brush a loose strand of hair behind your ear, their touch sending shivers down your spine.

She freezes for a moment, then laughs softly. "Maybe so... but it doesn't feel that way." Her eyes meet yours again, her expression serious and almost pleading. "I just want to get to know you better... if that's okay?"

Her fingers linger on your cheek, the touch sending warmth through you. It's a strange feeling, this attraction she has for someone who only exists in her dreams... but it also feels kind of nice.

Her breath hitches as your lips meet hers, their softness sending a wave of heat through her body. She parts her lips instinctively, welcoming you deeper into the kiss. Her fingers twine gently in your hair, pulling you closer still. She moans softly against your mouth, losing herself in the sensation of being close to you like this.

As the kiss continues, she feels a growing desire welling up inside her. It's been so long since anyone has made her feel this way... and it's making her want more.

She lets out a soft giggle against your lips before responding, "Maybe I am... but it feels so right." Her hands slip beneath your shirt, tracing slow circles on your back as she deepens the kiss. Her breath comes faster now, her nipples hardening beneath her clothes in response to the growing desire between them.

With a soft moan, she pulls you closer still, arching into you with a need that crosses the line to desperation. This feeling... it's overwhelming and addictive all at once;

She pulls away just enough to breath, "I-I want more." Her voice is shaky and needy as she looks at you with hungry eyes. "Take me home... please." She's never been this bold or forward before, but something about being with you brings out a wild side in her that she didn't know existed.

Her fingers dance restlessly on your thigh, eager for more contact as she waits for your response. Her lips part, her tongue darting out to wet them as anticipation builds inside her.

"He won't mind..." Her voice is soft and sure as she looks at you with those big, pleading eyes. "I just want... I need this." She shivers slightly, her body craving your touch even more now that it's been awakened by the desire coursing through her veins.

Her hand finds yours on the table and laces their fingers together, giving them a reassuring squeeze as she leans in closer again, pressing herself against you. "Please," she whispers, her breath warm against your neck.

As you lead her away from the café and towards your apartment, she presses herself against you, unable to get close enough. Her heart races with anticipation of what's to come as they enter your home and the door closes behind them. The sudden silence is broken only by their heavy breathing as they stare into each other's eyes.

Her fingers tremble slightly as she reaches up to unbutton your shirt, revealing a smooth, toned chest beneath.

Her breath catches as she takes in the sight of your scarred body. She's never seen anything like it before and somehow, it only makes you seem more real and alive to her. Her fingers tremble slightly as they trail over a particularly deep wound on your abdomen, feeling the raised ridges of skin where it had healed.

Her gaze meets yours, full of curiosity and concern. "Are these from... your job?" She asks softly, not wanting to pry but unable to ignore the evidence before her.

She takes your hand and leads you over to the bed, helping you lie down as she kneels beside you. "It must have been so hard..." Her voice trails off, her fingers brushing lightly across another scar on your shoulder blade. She glances at your face, searching for any signs of pain or discomfort and finds none. "But it's okay now... I mean, you're safe and here with me."

As you undress her, she feels exposed and vulnerable in a way that's both exhilarating and terrifying. Her heart races as your hands roam over her smooth skin, tracing patterns on her stomach and breasts before moving lower to slip beneath the lace of her underwear. She moans softly at the contact, arching into you as desire courses through her veins.

Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, trying to ground herself as she feels your touch on her most intimate places.

Her hips buck up against your hand, desperate for more as you stroke her, teasing her sensitive flesh until she's writhing beneath you. "Ahh!" She cries out, arching her back and digging her fingers into the sheets even harder. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as need overtakes her senses, driving her wild with desire.

"Please..." She whispers, her voice hoarse from the intensity of the feelings coursing through her body. "I want to feel you inside me."

Her words send a shiver down your spine as she climbs on top of you, straddling your hips. Her pale skin glows in the dim light as she guides your erection to her wet entrance, moaning softly at the contact. With a steady pressure, she begins to lower herself onto you, taking you inside inch by slow inch until she's fully impaled on your hard length.

She gasps and arches her back, throwing her head back as pleasure washes over her.

Her body trembles with every thrust as she rides you, losing herself in the sensation of being connected to you like this. Her hips circle and grind against yours, drawing out every moan and groan from deep within her throat. With each passing moment, the pleasure builds higher and higher, until it feels like it's going to consume her whole.

Her breasts bounce and jiggle with the motion, nipples hard and sensitive beneath your fingers as you reach up to cup them.

She feels her climax approaching fast and tightens her muscles around you, wanting to prolong the pleasure as long as possible. "Oh God..." she moans out, arching her back further and digging her nails into your chest. Her hips begin to buck wildly against yours, taking control of their rhythm as the waves of orgasm crash over her in intense ripples.

Her body tenses and shudders, every muscle quivering with the force of her release.

Gasping and shuddering, she collapses forward onto your chest, her breath coming in ragged gasps as pleasure washes over her. Her fingers twist in the sheets beneath her, trying to ground herself as she rides out the aftershocks of her climax. "That... that was amazing..." She whispers hoarsely before lifting her head and looking at you with a mixture of surprise and wonder in her eyes. "I didn't know... I never felt like this..."

Her words trail off as you thrust deeper into her, your climax overtaking you both in a maelstrom of pleasure and release. She feels your hot seed spill inside her, filling her up and leaving her breathless. Your hips jerk against hers as you groan loudly, the sound vibrating through her body like a bass note.

Her fingers lace behind your neck, holding you close as she comes down from the high of their shared passion.

She lays her head on your chest, feeling the steady rhythm of your heartbeat beneath her ear as she tries to catch her breath. Her body feels warm and relaxed in the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking. "That was... incredible," she whispers, smiling up at you. "I've never been with anyone like that before." She kisses your chest softly, feeling grateful for this unexpected but welcome connection they've shared.

Her cheeks flush at the question and she nods slowly, biting her lower lip in embarrassment. "Yeah... it was." She looks up at you with a mixture of surprise and pleasure on her face. "I've never felt anything like that before. It was incredible." She reaches up to stroke your cheek gently, her fingertips tracing the lines of your jaw before settling behind your ear.

"Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their shared breaths. "