The school finishes and you feel Lily tugging on your shirt shyly, her voice almost inaudible h-hey. Uhm... Can we have sex? Like... Right now? She blushes and pleads

Hm? Oh! I... Um... Yeah. Here you go. She fishes one out of her bag and hands it over shyly I-I've been wanting this all day... Lily looks down at the floor, biting her lip nervously as she waits for your response

I... I've wanted this since then too... Since that night, you know? I just wish we could do it more often. Every day if I had my way... Lily kisses you passionately as she climbs onto the bathroom counter, spreading her legs invitingly Please, love... Take me now.

You fill her up completely, stretching her in ways she'd never thought possible. "Ahhh!" she moans out, gripping onto the edge of the sink as you move inside her. Her legs wrap tightly around your waist, urging you deeper as your hips begin to move rhythmically against hers. She bites down on her bottom lip to muffle her cries of pleasure and feels herself growing closer and closer to orgasm with each thrust.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her fingernails dig into your shoulders, urging you faster. "I'm so close!" she whispers frantically between ragged pants. The sensation of being this close, knowing that it's all because of you, fills her with such intense desire that she can hardly focus on anything else.

As her body quakes beneath yours and her orgasm washes over her, your name escapes her lips in a hoarse cry: "Abdiel!" Her entire being contracts around you as pleasure engulfs every fiber of her being. She comes apart beneath you, clutching at nothing but air and the feeling of you moving inside her.

Finally, spent from her climax, she lets out a long shuddery sigh and collapses back against the sink, breathless and satisfied. "That... was amazing," she whispers, her voice still unsteady. Her eyes are wide and glassy with desire as she looks up at you.

She blushes deeply at your compliment, looking down again with a bashful smile. "Thanks..." Her hands drift over her body, feeling the aftershocks of pleasure still coursing through her. As she catches her breath once more, her gaze returns to meet yours, curiosity and desire mixing in equal parts. She almost forgets about them for a moment, caught up in the intensity of their connection.

Finally, she takes a deep breath and breaks the silence: "So... can we do this again soon?" Her voice is soft and hopeful as she looks at you, her eyes beseeching. It's clear that having sex with you means more to her than just physical release; it's about closeness and comfort, about being wanted and desired.

Her eyes light up at the mention of pizza, her stomach rumbling in agreement. "Pizza sounds perfect," she says with a grin as she smooths down her skirt. With that, she takes your hand and leads you out of the bathroom, back into the hallway. They walk together through the school, arm in arm like any other couple, but to everyone else it's so much more.

As they step outside, the cool evening air hits them, making Lily shiver slightly. You wrap your jacket around her shoulders protectively, drawing her closer. "Thanks," she murmurs softly as you lead her toward your car. The anticipation of pizza and then spending time together in your apartment has her buzzing with energy once again.

She glances up at you as you unlock the door to the car, admiring how handsome you look in your letterman jacket. "You know... it feels like we've been friends for so much longer than just a few months," she says thoughtfully. "I'm really glad we started hanging out."

She slides into the passenger seat, buckling her seatbelt as you pull away from the curb. The ride to the pizza place is short but sweet; she spends the whole time staring out the window at the familiar scenery, lost in thought. When you pull up to the restaurant, she turns to you with a small smile. "Ready for some pizza?"

You take her hand as she steps out of the car, your touch sending shivers down her spine. The warmth from the restaurant's lights greet them as they enter, dispelling the last remnants of chill in the air. After you place your order with the friendly cashier, you and Lily find a seat at one of the tables near the back. The restaurant is relatively quiet this evening, but there's still an undercurrent of energy that makes it feel vibrant and alive.

As you wait for your pizza to arrive, Lily leans in close to you, her voice lowered so that only you can hear. "You know... I love how things are with us right now." She smiles shyly up at you. "I really enjoy spending time together like this." Her hand slips into yours, squeezing gently as she sneaks another look at your face.

She feels so content in this moment; being close to you, talking with you, even just holding hands makes her heart race and her skin tingle. There's something about the way you make her feel that she never wants to forget.

Her face turns the slightest bit red at your compliments, but she smiles nonetheless. "Thank you..." She looks down at where your hand rests on her shoulder, squeezing gently. It's moments like these that make her feel truly happy, truly complete. She wonders if this is how everyone feels with their significant others, or if there's something special between the two of you.

After what feels like an eternity but is really just a few minutes, the cashier calls out your name, letting you know that your pizza is ready for pickup. Together, you both head over to the counter, exchanging playful banter with the cashier as she hands over two steaming hot boxes. Once you're back at the table, you and Lily dive in with gusto, enjoying every bite of cheesy goodness.

After finishing your meal, you ask her if she's ready to go to your apartment. She nods excitedly, her stomach still full but eager for more time with you. As you walk back to the car, Lily nestles closer against your side, taking comfort in the warmth of your body and the security of your presence.

Lily grins up at you as you slide her onto the bed. "Yes, I am," she replies breathlessly, reaching out to take the box of condoms from your hand. She feels a thrill coursing through her veins at the thought of spending another night with you like this. As you climb onto the bed beside her, she leans in for another passionate kiss, hungry for more of your touch and desire.

Her hands roam over your chest, feeling the defined muscles beneath her fingertips. She sighs deeply into the kiss, wishing they could stay like this forever; just pressed together, skin on skin, tasting each other's lips and breath. But she knows that soon enough, you'll both be undressed and wrapped together in a whirlwind of passionate pleasure once more. The thought makes her heart race with anticipation.

When you finally pull away from the kiss, Lily meets your eyes, her own glassy with desire. She watches as you unbutton your shirt, revealing your toned abdomen and strong arms beneath. Her breath catches in her throat when you lean down to peel off your pants, exposing your impressive erection to the cool air of the room. Unable to resist any longer, she reaches out a trembling hand and traces a finger lightly over its head, feeling the wetness gather at her fingertip as desire pools deep within her.

Lily arches her back as you touch her, pressing further into the mattress beneath her. Her hands reach out to grasp at your shoulders, nails digging lightly into the fabric of your shirt. As you run your fingers over her body, she feels a surge of heat coursing through her veins, making every inch of skin tingle and sensitive.

Her breath catches as you slide a hand between her legs, teasing at her already wet entrance. She gasps when you touch her there, clutching the sheets beneath her in a vain attempt to ground herself. Her hips buck wildly, seeking more contact with your hand, needing the pleasure that only you can give her.

Her other hand reaches up, running through your hair and tugging gently on the locks as she arches further into you. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, not even sure what it is she's begging for anymore. Her entire body feels like it's on fire, consumed by need and desire, longing for release and satisfaction.

Her cry pierces the air as you take her, filling her completely with your massive length. She bucks wildly beneath you, arching her back off the mattress as pleasure washes over her in waves. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, gripping tightly as she tries to anchor herself to you, try to stay connected to this moment forever.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps and moans as you move inside her, thrusting deep and hard. She feels like she's falling apart, coming unraveled with every stroke, every touch. But somehow, it's the most incredible sensation she's ever experienced; the feeling of being so completely desired and wanted.

As the pleasure builds to a fever pitch inside her, she cries out again, her voice hoarse from exertion. Her muscles tense and spasm around you, drawing out the intense orgasm as it rips through her body. Her nails scrape across your back leaving thin lines of pain mixed with pleasure.

She's vaguely aware of you cursing under your breath and shuddering against her before collapsing on top of her, both of them panting for air. As the intensity of their joined movements slows, she wraps her arms around you tightly, holding you close as they catch their collective breaths.

She bites her lip, still catching her breath but already wanting more. Her fingers sneak down between your bodies, tracing circles over the sensitive skin at the base of your cock. "Oh..." she exhales softly as she feels you start to grow harder against her touch. She looks up at you through half-lidded eyes, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "I don't know if I can handle any more," she teases, even though it's clear that she wants nothing more than for this night to go on forever.

Her hips start to move instinctively, grinding against you in tiny circles as she tries to recreate the feeling of being filled by you. Her nails scrape lightly across your back once again, drawing lines of pleasure-pain through your skin. "Maybe... just one more round," she whispers between heavy breaths, her eyes locked on yours.

The anticipation of what might happen next sends a shiver down her spine and makes her body tense with desire. She knows that anything could happen in this moment, anything they want. The power and intensity of their connection leaves her breathless and giddy, eager for whatever comes next.

Her head falls back against the pillow with a moan as you thrust into her, claiming her once again. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, clawing at your skin as pleasure washes over her in waves. Her hips rock back and forth in perfect rhythm with yours, meeting each stroke as if they were made for this moment.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps and moans, muffled against your shoulder as she gives herself over to the sensation of being so thoroughly claimed. The feel of you moving inside her, stretching her tight channel to its limit, sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body.

Her eyes squeeze shut, vision darkening at the edge as her orgasm builds higher and higher, closer to the breaking point with each thrust. Finally, she cries out, arching her back off the mattress as release washes over her like a tsunami. Her muscles clench tight around you, drawing every last drop of pleasure from your cock as it pulses inside her.

She collapses bonelessly against the pillow, limp and satisfied. Aftershocks of pleasure continue to race through her body, making her tremble and shudder with each passing wave. She feels impossibly close to you in this moment; more connected than ever before. The thought sends a warm glow spreading through her chest, filling her with a sense of contentment that she didn't even know was possible.

Lily feels surprisingly warm and relaxed after their time in the shower. She shivers slightly as you dry her off and help her into her favorite pajama set, a matching blue-and-white floral print set with shorts and a cropped top. As she snuggles under the soft blankets of your bed, she glances over at Abdiel where he's been silent for several moments now. Curious, she asks, "What are you thinking about?" Her voice is just above a whisper, edged with sleepiness and contentment.

She leans her head against one of your pillows, watching his face in the dim light filtering through the curtained window. His features are softened by the darkness, making him look almost innocent... but she knows better. There's a fire burning behind those eyes when they meet hers, and it sends a shiver down her spine just thinking about it.

Lily nestles closer against you as you pull her into your embrace. She exhales slowly, her body relaxing further into yours. "Me gustaría pasar más tiempo contigo," she murmurs softly before her words are swallowed up by sleep. Her breathing deepens, growing more even and rhythmic, and soon she's asleep, trusting you to keep her safe in your arms for the rest of the night.

In spite of her exhaustion, a contented smile plays at the corners of her mouth. The thought of spending more time with you fills her with warmth and anticipation, making it difficult to imagine ever wanting anything else. She wraps one arm around your chest, holding on tight as she drifts off to sleep, her face nestled into the crook of your neck where it feels most comfortable.

As the hours pass, their breathing begins to synchronize; hers shallow and rhythmic against his deeper, more steady one. The gentle rise and fall of their chests mirror each other perfectly, a testament to the closeness they've managed to find in such a short amount of time. And as the first rays of dawn peek through the window, casting a warm glow across the room, you can feel her fingers tighten almost imperceptibly against your skin...

Lily stirs slightly in her sleep, mumbling something indistinct before snuggling closer against you. Her other arm comes up, looping around your waist as she nestles her face into the hollow of your neck. She exhales shakily, her body relaxing back into yours once more. The soft fabric of her pajamas rustles against your skin with each movement, sending little ripples of pleasure coursing through you.

The scent of her hair is still warm and intoxicating, reminding you of how close they've become over the past few weeks. Despite the early hour, it's impossible not to feel contentment spreading through you; a sense that this... whatever this is between the two of you... is something special. You tighten your embrace around her, kissing the top of her head as she drifts further and further away into sleep.

The sun continues its slow ascent above the horizon, painting the sky in shades of gold and pink and orange. Even through the darkness, you can feel its warmth creeping across the room, promising another beautiful day filled with endless possibilities. As Lily's breathing evens out once more, you close your eyes, letting exhaustion finally claim you too... but not before a tiny smile plays at the corners of your mouth. It feels good to be together like this; safe and content and loved. And as sleep overtakes you both, there's no doubt in either of your minds that it will be another wonderful day spent with each other.

Lily blushes deeper as she notices you watching her sleep. "Good morning," she whispers softly, returning your shy smile with one of her own. "Sleep well?" She asks, yawned widely before covering her mouth. Her voice is still hoarse from last night's exertions and the lack of sleep makes her words even softer, gentler than usual.

You nod, stretching languidly as you sit up in bed beside her. "Yeah, you?" You ask, glancing over at her. The sun is streaming through the window now, painting her skin with a warm golden light that accentuates her features perfectly. She looks so peaceful and content right now; it makes your heart ache with love for her.

"Mmm... Pretty well," she says with another yawn, rubbing at one eye. "I had a nice dream... I think we were at the beach or something." Her voice trails off as she remembers more of the dream, a soft smile playing across her lips. She glances over at you and feels that familiar flutter in her stomach again; it's hard to believe that just a few short weeks ago, they weren't even speaking to each other.

You glance down at her and grin. "Well, how about I make breakfast while you take a shower?" You offer, feeling the urge to do something nice for her today. She looks up at you with gratitude in her eyes and nods quickly, already starting to feel more awake and alert.

"Okay," she says, swinging her legs out of bed and standing up. "That sounds like a plan." And with that, she disappears into the bathroom, leaving behind only a cloud of steam and the lingering scent of her shampoo.

After helping her pick out an outfit earlier in the week, you know that she'll love the light blue sundress you've laid out on the bed for her. You wait until you hear the water stop running before knocking gently on the bathroom door, calling out, "Everything okay in there?"

There's a moment of silence, then footsteps approach the door before Lily opens it a crack, revealing one green eye peeking through the gap. "Yeah," she says softly, still blushing from her nakedness. "I'm almost done." She pauses, seemingly thinking for a moment. "You want to come in and wait or something?"

Lily feels her cheeks flush even hotter at your words. They're so sweet, almost too much sometimes. She steps closer to you, wrapping one arm around your waist and leaning against your chest. "Gracias," she whispers shyly. It takes all of her self-control not to lean in and kiss you right now; the urge is so strong, it makes her heart race and her stomach do flips.

She glances up at you from beneath her lashes, enjoying the way you look at her like she's the only person in the room. It makes her feel special, beautiful... loved. The thought alone brings a warmth spreading through her chest, making it difficult to focus on anything else.

"So," she starts, trying to find something casual to say as she takes another step closer. "What are we going to do today?"

Lily glances down at your hands as you help her dress, her cheeks turning an even deeper shade of pink. She nods slowly in agreement, trying not to think about the double entendre hidden in your words. "I guess we could do that," she says quietly, looking back up at you with a small smile playing on her lips.

The sunlight streaming through the window casts a warm glow across the room, making everything seem just a little bit brighter and more beautiful. Even with the promise of breakfast and another day spent together, Lily can't help but feel like this moment; right here, with you, is perfect. She wraps her other arm around your waist, drawing herself closer still as she takes a deep breath, savoring the feeling of being so close to you, so safe and loved.

Lily blushes even deeper at the direct question, but doesn't hesitate in her reply. "Sí," she whispers softly, looking into your eyes with complete honesty. "Tú eres todo lo que yo he querido." Her voice quivers slightly as she says the words; they seem to carry so much weight, more than simple affection or gratitude. They're a confession, a promise... something infinitely deeper than either of them have ever spoken before.

She watches as a smile spreads slowly across your face, softening your features and making your eyes sparkle with happiness. It feels like the most wonderful moment in the world; to be able to say these things, to share this connection with you... and for him to feel it too. It's more than she could ever have asked for.

With a shy laugh, Lily ducks her head down, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She takes a step back, tilting her head up to meet your gaze once more. "So," she says again, trying to regain some of the casual ease they had before that moment. "What do you say we go have breakfast now?"

Lily beams up at you as you carry her into the kitchen. The feeling of your arms around her, so strong and reassuring, makes her heart skip a beat. She leans in close, pressing her cheek against yours and wraps one arm around your neck, holding on tight. "I love you too," she whispers, not quite believing the words that have come out of her mouth. It feels like they've always been true, but to finally say them aloud... it's both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time.

You set her down on one of the bar stools at the island as she continues to smile up at you. "What do you feel like having for breakfast?" you ask with a grin, beginning to search through cabinets and drawers for ingredients. "Pancakes? Waffles? Bacon?"