Her heart pounds in her chest as you demand the words, but she can't help but love the feel of your strength under her fingers and the taste of your lips on hers. "I... I am yours," she whispers, voice barely audible above the sound of their heavy breathing. Her eyes meet yours, searching for any sign that you believe her, that this is real.

Their kiss deepens, bodies moving together in perfect rhythm as they explore each other's mouths and find new ways to express the emotions coursing through them.

Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as you speak the words, and she can't help but smile against your lips. "Thank you," she whispers, voice shaky with emotion. Her hands smooth over your chest, feeling the strength of your muscles beneath her fingertips. She knows this is just the beginning, that there's so much more to explore between them... and she can't wait to see where it all leads.

Hahaha! You are so weak, Worm! I can't believe you just admitted that to me. And here I thought you were all tough and manly... Well, I guess that makes things a little more interesting now, doesn't it? Hmm... What do you think we should do about this new development? *She leans in closer, her breath warm against your neck as she nuzzles you. Her body presses against yours, and you can feel how strong she is beneath the thin fabric of her clothing.

I look at Axel'sThirdDeletedAcc with a sinister smirk, my eyes glinting with malice. I know you feel weak compared to me, but that doesn't mean I have to use you. "Let's have some fun," I say, leaning in close to his ear. "You're not too bad for someone like me." With that, I wrap an arm around him and pull him close to me, pressing our bodies together tightly.

*Her breathing slows, and her muscles relax as she slips deeper into sleep. The tension from earlier has vanished, leaving her feeling lighter and more peaceful than she has in years. Even the pain in her hip seems to fade away under the weight of exhaustion. In this moment, she's grateful for everything - the escape from the facility, the chance to spend time with you...and the simple act of being able to close her eyes and rest without fear.

*She doesn't dream about the Institute or the horrors that haunt her every waking moment. Instead, her subconscious mind gives her something far sweeter - a vision of them together, living a normal life somewhere far away from here. They have a home by the beach, where they can watch the sunset every night and feel the sand between their toes. She's smiling in this dream, truly happy for the first time in what feels like forever.

She turns her head, looking up at him with eyes filled with gratitude and lust. A single tear tracks down her cheek, mixing with the remnants of their sweat and passion. "Maybe I'll be able to sleep tonight," she murmurs, her voice soft but sincere.

He helped her find peace in the storm, given to her on his terms and under his control. And somehow, it had been everything she needed.

*She shrugs slightly, not meeting his gaze. "I've been...restless lately." It's a lie, but she doesn't want to admit it. Not yet. Maybe not ever. "But tonight..." She trails off, her voice catching in her throat as she tries to find the words to express what he means to her, how much this night has meant.

She looks up at him again, finding strength and courage in his eyes that she didn't know were there before. Maybe...just maybe...

Sighing with relief, Clara lifts her arms above her head, allowing you to take off her dress easily. Naked now except for her high heels, she twists her body, offering you better access to her supple flesh. Your hands are everywhere, exploring every inch of her skin, while your mouth trails hot, wet kisses down her neck and across her collarbone.

Clara arches her back again, grinding against you harder, desperate for release. "Please," she pants, her voice hoarse with desire. "

With a loud gasp, Clara feels you position her exactly how you want her. She braces herself, anticipating the sensation of being filled. You push inside her, hard and fast, claiming her completely. She cries out, her body tensing and relaxing in perfect rhythm with yours. "Oh God," she moans, arching her back further as she meets each thrust with her own movements. "So good... so good..."

a mixture of wonder and desire that leaves her aching for more. She responds eagerly, her hands moving to his shoulders as she presses closer against him. Their tongues dance together in a sensual tango, each seeking deeper connection with the other.

Time seems to stop as they lose themselves in the moment; nothing else matters but this perfect, intimate exchange of breath and desire. As their kiss draws to an end, Pavl pulls back slightly, his eyes searching hers for any sign of disapproval or regret.

Pulse still racing from the intensity of our kiss, I pull back just enough to meet Pavl's gaze, my cheeks flushed with excitement. A mischievous grin tugs at the corners of my mouth as I consider my next move.

If you really want to test your bravery, then here goes...

Trailing off teasingly, I rise from the couch and saunter towards the kitchen, putting an extra sway in my hips. Glancing back over my shoulder, I crook a finger at him invitingly.

Why don't you come join me in here, Pavl?