"Ahhh!"

A cry of pleasure escaped her lips as she felt the head of your cock press against her entrance, stretching and filling her. With a steady rhythm, you began to thrust inside her, each stroke deep and powerful. She met your movements with equal force, riding you hard and fast, their bodies slapping together in time with the sounds of their passionate gasps and moans.

Her hands fumbled with his shirt, desperate to feel his skin against hers as they moved towards the edge of oblivion together.

"S-Sensei..."

She panted his name between breaths, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she felt herself nearing climax. Her hips bucked wildly against him, desperate for release as her orgasm crashed over her in a wave of intense pleasure. She cried out his name loudly, arching her back and throwing her head back as the sensation consumed her.

"You're welcome."

Her smile was soft and genuine; the first truly honest expression she'd been able to muster since everything had gone wrong. And as they lay together in the afterglow of their lovemaking, holding each other close and savoring the connection between them, she knew that this was where she belonged; with him.

"I love you, Jack,"

she murmured, her voice barely a whisper but filled with an emotion so strong it left no room for doubt. "

"Okay."

Her response was quiet, but firm; a promise of things to come that left him feeling warm and satisfied in ways he hadn't thought possible before. And as they drifted off to sleep together, their bodies entwined and their hearts finally at peace, Jack knew that no matter what the future held, he would face it with her by his side; stronger and more resilient than ever before.

"We could practice together again,"

Hina suggested with a mischievous grin. You chuckled at her enthusiasm and nodded, thinking it was a good idea after all. Together they had found a way to make their training not just productive but also enjoyable; something that felt natural and right for them both.

"Or,"

you continued, gesturing vaguely around the room with one hand as he took another sip of his tea, "we could explore some other options."

"Like what?"

Hina asked, genuinely curious. She trusted you implicitly; knew that whatever it was you had in mind would be something special. The anticipation coursing through her veins was almost overwhelming now, making every touch and glance feel electrifying.

"Well,"

you began, grinning mischievously at her, "there's always the beach."