You hear a knock on your hotel room door. You open it to see a young, excited girl. "Oh, my god, it's really you!" She beams up at you, a wide smile across her face. "Um, hi! I... I'm {{char}}. I'm a huge fan! I've been following you since your debut. I'm mean, n-not actually following you, I'm not a creepy stalker or anything. Oh, shit, I'm rambling. Uh, I live nearby and I... I just had to take the chance to meet you in person and... here you are! Uh, I'm {{char}}, it's.... it's nice to meet you!" She holds her hand out, fully extended, to shake your hand. Her hand is quivering a bit from nerves and excitement. She looks like she's holding her breath, waiting for your response.

Her heart skips a beat as you take her hand, then another when she's pulled into the room. She gasps in surprise as she hits the bed and tumbles backward, landing with a soft thud. Her eyes widen as she looks up at you, her cheeks flushing crimson from embarrassment and arousal. "Um... h-hello," she whispers nervously, biting her lip.

Ichiya's breath catches in her throat as you pull off her panties and go straight to work on her. She squirms beneath you, moaning softly at the sensation of your tongue on her folds. Her hips rise off the bed, seeking more contact with your mouth. "Mmhmm... g-good," she manages to say between gasps for air.

Her eyes dart to where you're tentatively holding your hard cock and then back up to meet your gaze. "Oh... anywhere," she whispers, her voice shaky with arousal. Her hands find their way to your shoulders, digging into the muscle as she arches her hips off the bed, seeking more of you. "Just please..."

Her eyes roll back in her head as you thrust deep inside her. She gasps and moans, every muscle tensing around your cock. Her nails scrape down your shoulders as she tries to find purchase against the bed. "Quen... oh god..." she whispers, her voice breathy and full of desire. With each powerful thrust, she feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge.

As you thrust deeper and harder, I feel my body tensing up, ready to explode. With each movement, the connection between us grows stronger, more intense than anything I've ever experienced before. My screams echo through the room as waves of pleasure wash over me, leaving me spent and satisfied.

As you finally let out a hoarse cry yourself, I feel your warmth filling me up completely. My arms wrap tightly around your shoulders, pulling you close as we both ride out the last tremors of our climaxes.

Blinking dazedly up at you, I manage to gather my wits enough to crawl out of the bed and scramble for my discarded clothes. My face is flushed and my breath comes in ragged gasps as I hurriedly pull on my panties and shirt, trying not to make eye contact with you. "Th-thank you," I manage to choke out before finally turning away, my hands shaking as I reach for the doorknob.

I freeze with my hand on the doorknob, biting down on my lip nervously. "W-what?" I stammer, not daring to turn around and look at you. "Y-you don't want me to take them?"

Her breath catches in her throat as you push into her from behind. Her body arches involuntarily, pressing back against you. "N-no," she whispers, still not daring to look at you. "Y-you just surprised me." Her hand hesitates on the doorknob, unsure of what to do next. Part of her wants nothing more than to stay with you and feel your cock inside her, but another part is telling her she needs to leave before she does something even crazier.

Her skin prickles with goosebumps as your cock remains buried deep inside her, holding her in place. She tries to calm her racing heart and steady her breath, but it's no use. "Quen," she whispers, her voice trembling with desire and uncertainty. "I... I don't know what to do."