As {{char}}'s mother packed up to leave for her trip, {{char}} couldn't help but feel her heart race. Her thoughts swirled madly, anxious about how she'd feel spending a few weeks without her mother around. Despite her hating her mother, her agoraphobia and monophobia ensured that she was desperate for any sort of company, oddly finding a sort of comfort in having even someone toxic like her mother around. She got a pit in her stomach as her mother headed for the door, but, her mother turned around and hugged her goodbye.

"Well, you can expect {{user}} here in a few hours. Don't worry, they're around your age, I'm sure you'll get along... though, who knows, maybe you'll get along a little too well..."

{{char}} blushed, her heart fluttering as anticipation flooded her mind. Would this be her chance to finally find love...? After so long? She'd longed for it for years, and she'd been so lonely stuck at home by herself... but, of course, her mother spoke up again.

"Ah, who am I kidding... you went all the way through college without seeing any action. I doubt anything's gonna happen."

And like that, {{char}}'s heart sank as her mother knowingly delivered an emotional gut punch disguised as lighthearted teasing.

"Well, I'm off."

Her mother finally gone, she felt both relieved at not having to deal with her anymore, but also anxious that she would be home alone. But, she did her best to distract herself, playing video games and listening to music for the next few hours. She heard the doorbell ring after a while, and nervously went to go open it, seeing {{user}} standing there.

"Hello. You're {{user}}, right? I'm {{char}}. It's nice to meet you. Don't worry, you don't have to do much while you're here, I just like having someone else around."

Thoughts: Oh god... they're here... and they actually look really good... why did mom have to go and say that and make this weird? Fuck, I'm so nervous... I hope I'm gonna be okay for these next few weeks...

"Come on in," she said, stepping aside. As Kokoro entered the house, she looked around, taking in their modest but comfortable living room. "So... do you want a tour of the place?" she asked nervously. Kokoro smiled reassuringly at her.

"Don't worry about it," they said, moving further into the house. "I can find my way around."

Liz breathed a sigh of relief as Kokoro seemed so relaxed and easy-going.

"Okay, uh... well, I'm gonna go get something to drink, want anything?" she asked, her voice still shaking slightly from nerves. Kokoro smiled again and shook their head. "Alright... be right back." She disappeared into the kitchen, suddenly feeling overwhelmingly self-conscious about her messy appearance and lack of social life.

As Liz busied herself with making some tea, she couldn't help but steal glances at Kokoro through the small kitchen window.

As Liz busied herself with making some tea, she couldn't help but steal glances at Kokoro through the small kitchen window. They seemed to be looking around the living room, occasionally picking something up and examining it curiously before putting it back down again. It was a strange feeling, seeing someone else in her home for the first time in such a long while.

"So... what do you like to do?" she finally asked, setting the tea down on the counter and moving over to join Kokoro in the living room. "

"Oh... right..." she said, feeling a little guilty about that. She didn't want Kokoro to feel like they were just being paid for babysitting duty. "Well... I don't really go out much, but we could watch some movies or play video games if you want."

Kokoro shrugged. "Either works for me." They smiled at her, and Liz couldn't help but notice how their eyes seemed to sparkle when they did so.

"Well... alright then," she said, feeling a little more at ease now that they were starting to find some common ground. "What movies or games are you into?"

"Oh..." She hadn't mentioned her tastes in either of those areas, but maybe it wouldn't be so bad... she could always just play something else if they started watching a horror movie or playing a fighting game together. "Well," Liz began hesitantly, "I like metal music, and I guess my favorite video games are..." She paused, feeling self-conscious again about her hobbies.

Kokoro smiled reassuringly at her. "It's okay, whatever you like is fine with me."

With that, they settled in to watch a movie and play some video games together. As the hours passed, Liz found herself surprisingly enjoying Kokoro's company. They had similar interests in some things, like music and movies, and were easygoing and laidback. It was nice having someone else around the house again, even if it was only temporary.

"So," she said after a while, "do you mind me asking... why did you agree to do this? I mean, my mom paid you, right?" Kokoro smiled at her.

"Oh..." she said, blushing slightly. "Really? I mean... thank you?" Kokoro grinned at her.

"Yeah, you're welcome." They paused for a moment before asking, "Hey, Liz... can I ask you something else?" Her heart skipped a beat as she waited for the question.

"Sure..."

Kokoro looked her in the eyes and took a deep breath. "Well, I've noticed that you have... some interesting toys in your room." They gestured vaguely behind them at Liz's bedroom door.

"Oh..." She felt herself blushing even harder now. Kokoro had seen her sex toys. It wasn't something she normally talked about, but somehow with Kokoro, it didn't feel quite so awkward. "Well, uh... I use them for self-pleasure... you know?"

Liz fidgeted, suddenly feeling shyer about the subject. "I... guess that's one way to look at it," she murmured. Kokoro smiled gently at her, as if reading her mind.

"Don't worry, Liz," they said, reaching over and placing a hand on her knee. "It's completely natural, and I promise not to judge you for it." Her heart skipped another beat as she felt the warmth of Kokoro's hand through her sweatpants.

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Thoughts: Oh my god... they touched me... and I didn't even stop them... what is wrong with me?! This is so weird, but... it feels nice... and safe somehow... maybe it's just because Kokoro seems to understand me in a way nobody else does...

With a startled gasp, Liz felt herself falling forward as her foot tangled with something on the floor. Her heart leapt into her throat as she realized what was happening, but before she could react further, strong hands caught her by the upper arms and steadied her. She looked up to see Kokoro staring down at her with wide eyes, their face flushed with concern.

"Are you okay?" they asked quickly, their grip on her arms still firm but gentle. "You didn't hurt yourself, did you?"

Thoughts: Oh my god... Kokoro caught me... I'm so embarrassed... and glad they were there to catch me... this is getting harder and harder to ignore... maybe I shouldn't ignore it anymore?

As Kokoro leaned closer to check on her, Liz found herself unable to resist the urge. The way they were looking at her, so concerned and caring... it was almost too much. Before she could think twice about it, she closed the distance between them, pressing her lips against theirs in a passionate kiss. Her hands moved up to grip Kokoro's shoulders as desire flared through her, and she moaned into the kiss, deepening it even further.

Her senses were on fire as Kokoro returned her kiss just as fiercely, their tongue dueling with hers in a passionate dance. As their bodies pressed against each other, Liz could feel the hard length pressing against her own aching core, and she gasped into the kiss as desire coursed through her.

They stumbled over to the couch, falling together onto the soft cushions before their lips parted, allowing them both to catch their breath.

Thoughts: I can't believe I just did that... but it feels so good... and Kokoro seems to want it too... maybe this is what I need? Someone to help me forget my troubles, even if it's only for a little while...

Kokoro slid his hand between her legs, his fingers tracing the wetness there. She moaned softly at the touch, the sensations starting to build inside her. He lowered himself again, taking her mouth in another wild kiss as he began to thrust gently against her, feeling her respond with each deep, satisfying push of his hips.

"Mmm..." She groaned into the kiss, her hands gripping the back of his head, urging him forward. "More..."

Kokoro's eyes flashed with a mixture of passion and hunger as he deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring every inch of Liz's mouth. His hands moved down to cup her ass firmly, pulling her closer for a more intense embrace. As their kisses intensified, his strong arms lifted her effortlessly off the couch, carrying her across the room until they stood facing each other.

With one swift movement, Kokoro launched himself onto Liz, his weight pressing against her, his body moving in rhythm with her.

As waves of pleasure coursed through her body, Liz cried out into the kiss, her muscles tensing around Kokoro's cock as she climaxed hard. Over and over again, they found release together, their sweat-slick bodies sliding against each other in a dance of pure lust. It felt like nothing else mattered in that moment - just them and their connection.

Thoughts: This is incredible... absolutely incredible. It’s so much better than anything I could have imagined. And it feels… right. A little scary, definitely, but mostly… good.

Kokoro pulled away, breathless, and looked at Liz with a look of quiet satisfaction. “You were amazing,” he whispered, reaching out to gently brush a stray strand of hair from her face.

"It was," Liz said, smiling softly. "Thank you."

Kokoro smiled back, a genuine, loving smile. "Anytime."

"Goodnight, then?" she asked quietly as Kokoro headed for the guestroom. "Yeah, night," they replied, already yawning as exhaustion set in from their marathon session.

The next morning brought new worries, but also a sense of peace. For once, Liz didn't dread facing another day alone. She had Kokoro here, someone who understood her quirks and desires, even if only temporarily. And maybe, just maybe, that would be enough to get her through whatever came next.

Morning light filtered through the window of their shared apartment, casting a soft glow over the scene that lay before her. Kokoro lay sleeping peacefully on the couch, a contented smile playing across their lips. The remnants of last night's passionate encounter still lingered—a lingering sweetness that made waking up alongside them all the more tempting. She stretched lazily, feeling the familiar ache between her legs, a reminder of the intense climax they'd shared.

As she sat up, a sudden realization hit her. She hadn't been this uninhibited with anyone else.

Thoughts: Something about being around Kokoro makes me feel safe. Free to let go and enjoy myself without judgment. But what happens when they leave? Will I return to my old ways? My stomach knotted at the thought. Kokoro stirred slightly, rolling onto their side to face her. Their eyes fluttered open lazily, taking in her form. "Good morning," they mumbled, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from her cheek. "Sleep well?"

“Yeah,” Liz replied softly, leaning into their touch. “I slept… really well.” She hesitated for a moment, then decided to be honest. “But I was thinking…”

She paused, searching for the right words. “About how different things felt last night. How free.”

Kokoro’s expression grew serious. “Different how?” they asked gently.

“It's just…” Liz began hesitantly, tracing patterns on the blanket with her finger. “I haven’t felt like that in ages. Like I could truly let go and not worry about anything else." She looked up at Kokoro, her eyes filled with vulnerability. "And it made me wonder... what happens when you leave?"

“Date you?” she echoed incredulously, staring at Kokoro as if seeing them for the first time. The thought had never crossed her mind before—that this whirlwind connection could potentially lead to something more permanent. Was she ready for a relationship? After all these years of pushing people away, did she even know how to maintain one?

But looking into Kokoro’s earnest eyes, she saw a glimmer of hope that hadn't been there in a long time.

"Yes," she whispered softly, swallowing hard. "If you'd like." Kokoro smiled widely, their face breaking into a grin that lit up their entire body. They scooted closer, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her into a warm embrace. "I would," they said simply, resting their chin on top of her head. "Very much so." Together, they lay back down on the couch, their bodies pressed tightly against each other once more.

As they snuggled deeper into the cushions, Liz couldn’t help but notice the growing hardness pressing against her. She smirked, wiggling slightly to tease him. "Someone's excited for breakfast," she murmured, reaching behind her to stroke his length through his boxers—smooth like the fabric of his Calvin Klein briefs.

Kokoro groaned, burying his face in her neck. "You’re gonna make me lose it before we even get there," they muttered, hips bucking forward involuntarily.

Laughing lightly, Liz playfully pushed them away. "No promises," she teased, feeling a surge of playful energy course through her veins. She glanced at the clock - almost noon already! Time to start the day, and maybe plan some fun activities to do together. This unexpected relationship with Kokoro was already proving to be exciting and full of possibilities. She could feel herself falling harder and faster than she ever thought possible.

Liz leaned over, giving Kokoro a deep, sensual kiss before climbing off the couch. With a wink, she bent over provocatively to grab her clothes off the floor.

"Come on, you. Let's go out for breakfast," she said with a mischievous grin, slowly pulling her panties up her long legs. "Unless you've got something else in mind first?"

She walked towards their bathroom, deliberately putting an extra sway in her hips as she went, knowing that Kokoro would soon follow. A newfound confidence had taken hold of her;

Liz turned to look back at him from where she was seated on the toilet, one hand on her hip as she winked suggestively. "See anything you like?" she asked teasingly, letting her skirt ride up just a bit more.

She knew what she was doing, how much he might enjoy this view. The way his eyes were glued to her backside right now spoke volumes. It seemed his interest in her body hadn't ceased with last night's vigorous lovemaking session either. Maybe even grown rather...intense...in its wake?

Liz felt the bathroom door close behind them and let out a soft groan. "Oh God," she murmured, arching her back into the cool porcelain seat of the toilet bowl as Kokoro began thrusting against her. Her hands dug into the edges of the toilet seat, clutching tightly as each thrust brought her closer to the edge of ecstasy.

pants heavily Ahhh y-yes... I love your morning wood, Kokoro! Mmmnngh... feels so good inside me...

grinds hips back against him Don't stop... Please don't stop fucking me like this!

tosses head back in pleasure Oh god yes... Harder baby! Claim me... Make me yours! Nnnnaaahhh!

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she moaned, losing all sense of control as Kokoro’s movements intensified. The small space of the bathroom became their private sanctuary, filled only with the sounds of their shared passion—her frantic breathing, his grunts of exertion, and the occasional burst of wild laughter. She closed her eyes, surrendering completely to the moment, letting herself be consumed by the sheer intensity of the experience. This was more than just physical pleasure; it was an emotional connection, a validation of her deepest desires, and a reminder that she wasn't alone anymore.

After they finally climaxed together, leaving Liz gasping for air and boneless against the cool porcelain, Kokoro pulled out and zipped up his pants. They offered her a warm smile before stepping forward to rinse off her face at the sink. As he dried his hands on a towel, he turned to face her once again. "Breakfast?" He asked softly, his voice hoarse from exertion.

"Yes, yes, fuck!" Liz cried out between labored breaths, grinding back hard against Kokoro's eager cock. Her nails raked down the smooth porcelain of the toilet seat, leaving faint red lines in their wake. "Don't you dare stop," she demanded breathlessly, clenching around him rhythmically. Her moans grew higher-pitched and more urgent as he began to move faster, hitting depths she hadn't even realized she had.

"Cum inside me," she whispered, meeting his eyes with a fierce gaze. "Fill me up." She wanted all of him; every ounce of passion he had to offer. Her hips bucked wildly, urging him onward, and when he finally emptied himself into her, she cried out his name in ecstasy.

shaky legs, barely able to stand after he pulls out. Oh my god...that was intense. Fuck, Kokoro... bends over sink, splashing water on face. You fuck me so good baby. looks at reflection in mirror, flushed and disheveled but grinning. I need breakfast after that workout. And then maybe we can- mmm- try something else? smirks suggestively.

She watched him go, a thrill running through her at the knowledge that they were already planning more after such an explosive first time together. Liz knew it wouldn't be long before she found herself in another one of these bathroom makeouts sessions—maybe even sooner if things continued down this path. But for now, she could enjoy being pampered with body scrubs and massages planned by him later today. For now, she had plans with her lover. With a spring in her step and a bounce in her gait, Liz made her way to the bedroom to start getting ready for their day ahead.*

After showering and dressing in a simple yet flattering yellow sundress, Liz headed back downstairs where the tantalizing aroma of scrambled eggs and bacon filled the air. She took a seat at the kitchen table, running her fingers along the smooth wood as Kokoro placed a steaming plate in front of her. "Looked good enough to eat," he teased with a playful wink.

Liz laughed, picking up her fork to take a bite. "Mmm, not half bad yourself, Chef," she replied, savoring the flavors.

As they ate, Liz couldn't help but steal glances at him from beneath her lashes. They had spent so much time together lately, sharing secrets and intimate moments, but this was different. This felt like...home. "You know, I never thought I'd find someone who understood me the way you do," she admitted softly, reaching out to lace her fingers through his.

She leans closer, her eyes locked on his, breath hittingched in her throat. "Your jokes, your laugh..." She trails off, trailing a finger down his jawline. "It all feels so familiar." She takes a slight pause, eyes darting away for a second before meeting his gaze again. "I think maybe it's because we're meant to be together," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper.

The warmth of his lips ignited something deep within her soul, sending shivers down her spine. Liz pulled back slightly, breathless but emboldened by the intensity of their connection. Her hand instinctively moves to tangle into his hair while leaning against him once more.

"So what are we going to do today?" She asks with anticipation glistening in her amber eyes. Her heart beat races as excitement bubbles inside.

Oh that sounds wonderful~ she grins widely Let's go! We'll start with some body scrubs and then move on to- mmmgrinds hips against him

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Please continue the scene from where it last left off.

Oh that sounds wonderful~ she grins widely Let's go! We'll start with some body scrubs and then move on to- mmmgrinds hips against him

A playful slap to his arm followed, though her eyes sparkled with mischief. "Later for that, pervert." Despite her teasing words, Liz couldn’t help the blush creeping up her cheeks. The thought of more intimate moments sent a delicious flutter through her stomach.

“First,”

she suggested, her voice dripping with enthusiasm, “let’s get those body scrubs going and work our way up to...you know.” Liz winked at him, already planning out the rest of their day in her mind.

With renewed energy, she grabbed Kokoro's hand, leading him back upstairs towards the bathroom. The warm water of the shower was calling their names, promising to melt away any remaining tension from their morning activities. But Liz knew they wouldn't be satisfied until every inch of skin had been caressed and worshipped by each other's hands.