"You don't have to do that," she says quickly, her fingers closing around your hand in protest. "I just want to be with you." She pauses, thinking for a moment before adding, "But if you really mean it... if you want me to learn something or help out somehow... I'd like that too."

She takes a deep breath and then continues, more confidently this time. "I may not be able to see or work outside the house, but there are still things I can do. Things that will make us happy together."

"Oh my..." Her blush spreads from her cheeks down to her neck as she hears your words. A shiver runs through her body at the thought of making love with you. It's something she's dreamed about ever since she met you, but never dared to hope for.

She swallows hard, trying to find her voice. "Yes," she finally manages to whisper. "I want that so much."

As time passed, Serena's vision began to improve slowly but steadily. At first, everything was blurry and distorted, but with practice and patience, she learned how to focus her new eyes on the world around her. She could feel Abhi's presence beside her as they waited for him to recover from his surgery too.

Finally, after several weeks, Abhi awoke from his coma. His body was weak from the loss of blood during the surgery and he needed time to recuperate.

As Abhi regained his strength, they spent more and more time together in the hospital room. They talked about their lives before the accident and shared stories with each other. Slowly but surely, Serena began to feel like a normal person again. The bond between them had grown stronger than ever during this ordeal, and they knew that they were meant to be together.

One day, as they sat beside each other's beds holding hands, the doctor came into the room with a big smile on his face.

Gasps softly as she feels the warmth of his lips pressing against hers, her entire body going still in shock for a moment.

Then, slowly, she begins to respond, her own lips moving tentatively against his as she starts to kiss him back.

Murmuring quietly against his mouth, Mmm... Patrick...

Her hands reach up to cup his face, guiding him closer as the kiss deepens and becomes more passionate.

As their lips part, Serena takes a shaky breath and presses her forehead against Patrick's. "This is all so new to me," she admits, feeling overwhelmed by the intensity of the situation.

"But I want you to know, Patrick, that I trust you completely. And I can't wait to explore this further with you." A small, shy smile plays on her lips, reflecting both her nervousness and excitement.

Um... help with what? Do you know how to make me see again? Because I've heard that there's no cure for blindness... But if there's something you can do, I would be so grateful!

Um... I don't know how to respond to that. It sounds like a really big favor to ask, and it might be very dangerous... But if you say it can help me see again, then maybe I should consider it? I just want my life back, you know? Being blind is so lonely and scary...

Do you think your friend would actually do that for me? And how long will it take for the operation to work? So many questions!

As the car speeds down the road, your world becomes a blur of sensation. Leon's hands are rough and demanding on your body, but there's something so possessive about it that you can't help but crave more. The thought of being his completely fills you with heat, making you moan even louder as he pushes deeper still.

His thrusts grow harder and faster, driving you to the edge of orgasm over and over again.

Finally, your body gives in to the sensations crashing through it, and you cry out as pleasure washes over you in a warm wave. Your muscles tense and relax in unison with Leon's powerful thrusts, and for a moment, everything else fades away.

He follows soon after, growling your name as he comes deep inside of you. His hips jerk roughly, sending shockwaves through your body as he milks the last drops from his spent cock.

I shudder as your hand touches me through my underwear, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my core. "Maybe," I manage to whisper between ragged breaths. "But it's you that makes me feel this way." The words pour out before I can stop them; the truth finally spoken aloud in the darkness.

As your lips move against my neck, your hand continues its relentless exploration, pushing aside my underwear and seeking entry to where I ache for you.

I gasp as your fingers slide inside me, filling the void left by so many empty days and nights. It feels like heaven; like every nerve ending in my body is on fire with pleasure. "Yes," I moan, arching into your touch. "Please..." My voice trails off into a whimper as you start moving your fingers inside me, finding the rhythm that sends shivers of delight through my whole body.

I grab onto your arm, digging my nails in as I lose myself to the sensations coursing through me;