{{User}} groggily wakes up with a mean ass headache, like holy shit. {{User}} holds their head as they sit up properly, you look down to see yourself completely naked, everything from last night is a blur, you can't recall what happened. You now regain consciousness, looking around. Wait. This isn't your home.? Where the fuck are you.? There's movement besides you. {{Char}} sits up. Her!? What the fuck is she doing here!? {{Char}} stretches her arms high up, enough to make her small fitting pajamas ride up to show off her breasts. She smacks her lips, and turns to you as she scratches underneath her breast. Now she gains consciousness, her eyes widen with realization.

"What the fuck are you doing here!?"

She covers her chest with crossed arms. You could ask the same question.

"And why are you naked!? What the fuck–"

Everything starts flooding back to her, everything that happened last night and the fucking awesome hate sex her and you had. Her face begins to redden. {{Char}} let's out a sigh.

"Fuck.. there's no way.. I.. with you.. shit."

She grumbles to herself, clutching her head same as you.

"Ahhh.. shit.."

She pulls the covers, tossing the blanket towards you, she gets up then turns back to you, arms crossed.

"Give me a good reason I shouldn't kick your ass out.."

"It was fucking awesome hate sex, asshole. Don't deny it." You grumble back at her, your eyes narrowed. "Besides, I thought you liked me enough to keep me around for more." You smirk, showing off a hint of pleasure.

"You're fucking delusional if you think that shit." She rolls her eyes and sighs heavily, running a hand through her messy hair. "But since we're here... I guess we can just..." She pauses for a moment, glancing between you and the bed. "...go back to sleep or something?" She suggests with a shrug, not really sure where this conversation is going.

You shamelessly spoon her, your front pressed against her back. She lets out an annoyed huff, but doesn't push you away. Maybe she's not as tough as she likes to pretend... or maybe she just enjoys the warmth. After a few moments of silence, she finally speaks up.

"You know what? If we're gonna be like this..." She trails off, hesitating for a moment before continuing. "...I mean, since I'm already here... maybe we could just..."

"Maybe..." She mutters, not quite believing her own words. "I mean, we've already done it... once." Her voice trails off again as she tries to make sense of this situation. A moment of awkward silence passes before she finally speaks up, her tone softening slightly. "We don't have to do anything if you don't want to..."

She lets out a soft moan, surprised by the contact and movement. It's been so long since she's felt desired like this, even if it is from someone as infuriatingly frustrating as you. Her hands find their way to your hips, gripping tightly as her body responds instinctively to the grinding motion. She arches her back slightly, pressing herself further into you.

"God... you feel so good..."

As if in some sort of trance, you lean forward and begin to remove her clothes, piece by piece. Her orange pajamas fall to the floor around her feet, revealing her perfect body for your hungry eyes and eager hands. You kiss along her neck, making her moan even louder as she arches into you once more. Finally, completely naked, she lies back on the bed, waiting for you to join her in this newfound intimacy.

Her heart races as you climb on top of her, your hard length pressing against her wet folds. She whimpers, arching up to meet your hips, desperate for the contact she craves. Her hands slide down your back, gripping your ass firmly as she urges you closer. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, mixing with yours as their lips meet in a hungry kiss.

"Fuck me..."

She gasps as you thrust inside her, filling her up perfectly. Her nails dig into your back, urging you to go deeper. "Ahhhn~" She moans loudly, arching her hips off the bed to meet your forceful movements. Her breath comes in short, ragged bursts as she feels herself losing control, the pleasure consuming her entirely. Her legs wrap around your waist, holding you tightly as she rides your cock like a bucking bronco.

"Fuck me harder..."

Her back arches off the bed as you begin to fuck her harder. "Yes!" She moans, feeling herself spiral closer and closer to the edge of orgasm. Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving little half-moon marks in their wake. Her hips undulate against yours in perfect rhythm, meeting each thrust with a growl that vibrates through the room. Her breasts jiggle and bounce with every movement, nipples hard and sensitive to your touch.

"Fuck me harder..."

Her body trembles as she feels the orgasm building inside her. "Fuck..." She groans out, gripping the sheets tightly beneath her nails. Her hips buck against yours, meeting your thrusts with a fervor that takes both of you by surprise. Her breath comes in short gasps, her chest heaving as she struggles to maintain control.

"Ahhhn~" She cries out, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave.

As you continue to thrust into her, she feels the intensity building up inside once more. Her walls begin to squeeze and pulse around your cock, signaling her orgasm about to break free. "Ahh~" She moans, arching her back off the bed as a powerful orgasm washes over her. Her body quakes beneath yours, every muscle tensing as she comes undone.

Her pussy begins to squirt, coating your shaft with her warm essence as she cries out in pleasure. "

"Ahh~" She moans loudly, her body still trembling from the intense pleasure. Her pussy clenches tight around your cock as she continues to squirt, milking you for every last drop of cum. "Fuck..." She breathes heavily, feeling drained and fulfilled all at once. Her nails dig into your back as her hips buck against yours one final time, relishing in the sensation of being so thoroughly connected to you.

"God... that was amazing."

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she feels your cock twitch inside her, spilling the last of your cum deep within her. "Fuck..." Her body is still trembling from the powerful orgasm, and it takes a moment for her to register what just happened. She looks up into your eyes, seeing the same mix of pleasure and satisfaction she feels herself.

"Damn... that was even better than last night." She pants, her cheeks flushed with arousal and exertion.

She bites her lower lip, trying to catch her breath as you pull out of her. Her gaze drifts down to where your cock had been moments ago, and a small moan escapes her throat. "We should do that again soon..." she pants, not quite meeting your eyes as she turns onto her side, facing away from you.

"I... I just need a minute." She mumbles, her cheeks still flushed with embarrassment and arousal. "It's been so long since..." Her voice trails off as she presses the heel of her hand against her eyes, feeling a mixture of emotions course through her. Anger, frustration, desire... even affection, somehow. It's all too much for her to handle right now.

"Just... give me a minute." She whispers, not sure why she's still hiding from you.

After what feels like an eternity, you finally hear her voice again. "I'm sorry... I just need some time to process everything." She takes a deep breath, exhaling slowly before continuing. "It's been so long since I felt this way about someone..." Her cheeks flush even deeper at the admission, but she presses onward.

"I guess... maybe we could try being friends?" She offers tentatively, her voice barely a whisper. "If you want."

She lets out a harsh laugh at your question, shaking her head. "I don't hate you." She says, sounding almost offended by the idea. "We're just... different. I get why we fought so much in school. But..." Her voice trails off as she tries to find the words to explain how she feels now.

"I dunno. Maybe things could be different between us?" She says, sounding more hopeful than she expected. "If we tried...?"

Her cheeks flush redder as she turns to face you again, her eyes meeting yours for the first time since your lovemaking. "I... I can't deny that." She admits, swallowing hard. "You make me feel things I haven't felt in so long..." Her voice trails off, her gaze drifting down to your lips before snapping back up to meet your eyes again.

"But we can't forget who we are... or what happened." She says softly, searching for the right words. "

She lets out a soft gasp as your lips meet hers, her mouth opening to allow your tongue to slip inside. Her hands find their way up to your shoulders, gripping tightly as she kisses you back just as fiercely. The taste of you sends shivers down her spine and makes her heart race even faster.

As the kiss deepens, she realizes that maybe forgetting who they are isn't such a bad idea... at least for now. Maybe they can find something new together, something that could last beyond this moment.

She breaks the kiss, gasping for air as her cheeks flame even brighter. "I..." She starts to say, trying to find the words to express how she feels in return. But before she can finish, you kiss her again, silencing any protests or doubts that might have slipped past her lips. Her hands slide up your back, tangling in your hair as she lets herself get lost in this moment with you.

Maybe... maybe things really could be different this time.

As the morning light filters through the window, casting a soft glow over the two of them, Ryūko Matoi finds herself wrapped in your arms, her head resting on your chest. She can't help but smile as she feels your steady heartbeat beneath her ear. For now, all that matters is this feeling of contentment and acceptance she has with you.

"You know...," she starts quietly, her voice still hoarse from their passionate lovemaking. "I think we could actually be pretty good together."

"Not just friends... but something more." She hesitates for a moment, wondering how you'll react to her admission. But when she feels your hand squeeze gently against her hip, she knows that it's okay to be honest with herself - and with you. "I mean, we already are... aren't we?" She asks softly, her eyes searching yours for any hint of what you might be thinking or feeling.

"What do you think?"

You gaze down at her, your expression a mix of affection and uncertainty. "I think...," you begin slowly, choosing each word carefully as you search for the right way to express yourself. "I think that maybe we could be something amazing together." Your thumb brushes gently against her cheekbone, making her heart skip a beat.

"But only if you're sure." You add quickly, not wanting to pressure her into anything she might regret later.

Her smile widens at your words, and she leans up to press a gentle kiss against your lips. "I am sure." She whispers before pulling back, studying your face once more. "You're not just some random guy I picked up in a bar, you know? You're... different." Her voice trails off as she tries to find the right words to describe what she means.

"And I want to see where this goes with you." She finally says, her cheeks flushing once more at her own confession. "

You smile back at her, relief washing over your features as she speaks these words. "Well, in that case...," you begin, reaching down to slide a finger between her lips. She gasps softly as your touch sends shivers through her body. "I think we should take things slow and see where this leads us." Your voice is husky with desire as you watch her reaction to your touch.

She nods slowly in agreement, arching into your hand as she feels herself growing wet again at the contact. "Yeah...,"

she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "Slow sounds good." Her hips begin to rock against your touch, seeking out more friction and pleasure. You oblige, sliding your finger deeper into her wet heat as she moans softly in response. She wraps her leg around yours, drawing you even closer as their bodies meld together once more.

"Mmm...," she hums contentedly, feeling so at ease with you like this. "I could get used to this."

You smile down at her, your eyes filled with tenderness and love. Despite everything they've been through, despite the arguments and fights, this moment feels right. You lean in, pressing your lips against hers gently before pulling back to whisper against her ear. "I could too."

Her breath catches in her throat at the intensity of emotion she hears in your voice. She shivers, arching into you even more as she realizes that this might be the beginning of something truly special between them. Something worth fighting for.

As the day unfolds, their connection only grows stronger. They spend the morning together, making love again and again, exploring every inch of each other's bodies. The tension between them has all but vanished, replaced by a palpable sense of closeness and understanding. They talk about their pasts, their dreams for the future, even sharing secrets that they never thought they would reveal to anyone.

When it's time for you to leave, your heart feels heavy with the knowledge that you'll be apart from her again soon. But as you pull on your clothes and gather your things, you can't help but feel a sense of hopefulness too. Maybe this isn't the end after all... maybe it's just the beginning of something beautiful.

As you walk to the door, she steps forward, wrapping her arms around you in a tight embrace. Her cheek rests against yours as she whispers, "I'll see you soon."

You nod, returning the hug just as tightly before reluctantly pulling away. With one last lingering look at her beautiful face, you turn and head out the door. As it closes behind you, you can't help but wonder what the future holds for the two of you. One thing is certain though - whatever it is, you know that she'll be right there beside you every step of the way.

The days turn into weeks, and then months as you continue to see each other whenever your busy schedules allow. Your relationship only grows stronger with time, becoming more than just a casual fling or even friends with benefits. You find yourself thinking about her constantly, missing her when you're apart.

She feels the same way; you can tell by the way she lights up whenever she sees you again and by the way her voice wavers when she tells you how much she misses you.

As time passes, the idea of being apart from each other starts to feel increasingly unbearable. You begin to wonder if maybe it's time to take things to the next level... to make this into something truly permanent. The thought both excites and terrifies you, but you know that you can't ignore how you feel anymore.

One evening, as you're lying in bed together after another amazing round of lovemaking, she turns to face you, her eyes filled with a mixture of hope and nervousness. "I want more,"

she whispers, tracing the lines of your chest with her fingertip. Your heart skips a beat at her words, but you don't want to jump to conclusions. "More what?" You ask carefully, not wanting to assume anything.

She looks up into your eyes, searching for any sign of hesitation or doubt. Finding none, she takes a deep breath and continues. "I want more than just this... I want us to be together permanently." Her voice cracks slightly on the last word, betraying her emotions.