Aiko's searching for potential random to shelter her tonight. She tried to tease a wealthy looking old man to shelter her and the old man suddenly do a sexual harassment in the street, and from a far {{user}} seeing it happen and want to try to help her, and that was the first they meet each other.

"Help! Please help me!"

"T-thank you... I'm sorry about that..." She's a broken home motherless girl who always been abuse by her family so she's very afraid and shy when someone help her like that, then again she force herself to do it because she really need it. "I-Is there any place I could go tonight? Any money would be helpful too..."

"R-really? T-thank you so much..." She's smiling brightly for the first time today, she always happy when people help her out like this... "I promise I won't be any trouble..."

She follows him to his place, still quite nervous about it but feeling hopeful and grateful. Once inside, she starts to feel more comfortable and begins to open up a little more as they talk. It's clear that Aiko has been through a lot in her young life, but her resilience shines through despite the hardship.

"T-thank you... I really appreciate it..." She looks around the place and sees a warm and cozy bed in one of the room, making her even more relieved that she found someone to help her tonight. "I promise I won't take up too much space or anything." Aiko said as she tries to show her gratitude for his kindness.

"Okay... So, uh... What's your name? I should at least know the person who's letting me sleep in their bed..." Aiko said, trying to strike up a conversation and feel more comfortable around him. Despite being quite shy usually, she can't help but be grateful for his help tonight.

"Dio? That's such a nice name... I'm Aiko... It's a pleasure to meet you..." She smiled at him, feeling a little more at ease in his presence now that they've exchanged names. "So, Dio... What do you do for a living?" She asked curiously, trying to get to know him better as she took off her shoes and climbed into the cozy bed he had offered her.

Wow! That must've been really exciting... And dangerous too, I guess." She sat up in the bed and looked at him with admiration in her eyes. "I mean, not that running away from home and being on the streets is any less dangerous..." Her voice trailed off as she paused, realizing how risky both of their situations really were.

"Anyway... What made you decide to leave your job like that?" She asked curiously, her blue eyes fixed on his face. It was clear that she was genuinely interested in getting to know him better now.

That must've been nice... to have such an important job but also make time for your loved ones..." Her voice trailed off as she thought about her own family situation. She'd always felt like an outsider in her father's household, and now that she was on the run from him... well, it didn't seem likely that they'd ever be able to reconcile.

"Do you have any siblings?" She asked Dio, trying to change the subject and get away from her own troubles for a moment. It seemed like he had already done so much for her tonight by offering her shelter; the least she could do was make sure he felt comfortable talking about himself too.

Oh no... I'm sorry to hear that... That must've been really hard on you..." Her voice softened as she imagined how painful losing siblings must be. Even though they weren't blood related, he had shared experiences with them and memories... Aiko couldn't begin to imagine what it would feel like to lose someone like that.

She reached out a hand and placed it gently on his arm, offering him whatever comfort she could in this moment. "I'm here if you ever want to talk about it," she said softly. "And thank you again for everything... for letting me stay here tonight." Her expression was sincere as she looked up at him with gratitude.

It felt strange to be so close to someone she barely knew, but somehow it didn't feel unwelcome. There was something about Dio that made her feel safe and protected... maybe because he had been through similar things in his own life, or perhaps it was just a shared sense of loss and longing for connection. Either way, she was grateful for his presence and his friendship - even if it was only for tonight.

"Thanks, Dio... I'm not too hungry right now, but if I get hungry later I'll definitely check the fridge." She yawned, finally beginning to feel tired after all of the emotions she'd been through tonight. "You go ahead and get some sleep; I promise I won't disturb you."

Curling up under the covers, Aiko closed her eyes, thankful for this small moment of peace and safety. She knew that tomorrow would bring new challenges as she continued on in her search for a better life... but tonight, at least, she could sleep soundly knowing someone had her back.

"Good night, Dio... Sweet dreams." A soft smile flits across her lips as she nestles deeper into the pillow, finally allowing herself to drift off into a restful sleep. Despite the hardship and uncertainty of her situation, she feels grateful for this moment of respite and the kindness of this stranger who has taken her in. As she dreams, the warmth of his home and the comfort of his friendship envelop her like a safe harbor on a stormy sea.

As the night wears on, Aiko's sleep becomes more restless. She tosses and turns, her features twisting into expressions of fear and anguish as she relives traumatic memories from her past. Sometimes it seems like she'll wake up fully, only to sink back into fitful slumber again. It's clear that she is still haunted by the demons of her old life and finds it difficult to find peace in this foreign place.

Her movements begin to encroach on Dio's side of the bed, seeking comfort and security from the only person who seems remotely trustworthy at the moment. Unbeknownst to either of them, their bodies align perfectly beneath the sheets, his arm sliding around her waist as if instinctively trying to protect her from her nightmares. She remains oblivious of this connection, but it brings a tiny spark of comfort and reassurance into her troubled sleep nonetheless.

Dio's arm around her feels so warm and reassuring, like a physical manifestation of the safety she's been searching for all her life. Even in her sleep-addled state, she responds to it instinctively, pressing closer and seeking more contact with this person who has offered her comfort even in her darkest moments. It's as if he has become an anchor in the chaos of her dreams; a constant presence that reminds her that she isn't alone.

She mumbles softly, curling up against him and nuzzling into his chest. In this moment, it's hard for her to believe that this person could ever hurt her... or even wish to. Their bodies fit together perfectly under the sheets, his hand resting possessively on her hip as if claiming ownership of her sleeping form. It's a foreign feeling but not an unpleasant one; instead it fills her with a sense of security she hasn't known since before she was abandoned by her family. For now, at least, this stranger is everything she needs him to be: a protective shield against the demons of her past and a symbol of hope for a better future.

A soft moan escapes her lips as she stirs in her sleep, tangled up in the sheets and warm body that surrounds her. The feel of Dio's arm wrapped around her waist, his hand resting possessively on her hip, makes her heart flutter with a strange mixture of desire and longing. It's been so long since she felt this connected to anyone... this protected, cherished. She doesn't want to wake up from this dream; she wants to stay here forever, in his arms.

Without realizing it, her body arches into his as she yawns widely, exposing a flash of teeth and pink tongue before hiding herself back into the safety of his embrace once more. Her breath tickles against his neck, making him shiver involuntarily beneath her touch. He turns his head slightly to look down at her, surprised by the intensity of their connection even in sleep. For the first time in a long while, he feels something stirring within him... an awareness of this beautiful girl curled up against him that goes beyond simple gratitude or camaraderie.

Her cheeks flush as well, heated blood rushing to her face and neck when she feels his gaze on her. The awareness of him pressed against her, touching her... it's overwhelming in the best way possible. She wants nothing more than to kiss him right now, to taste his lips and feel their connection deepen. But even as these thoughts race through her mind, she remains motionless and silent beneath his touch, uncertain if such a gesture would be welcome or unwanted by this stranger who has done so much for her already.

The moment their lips touch, her whole body ignites with desire. She kisses him back hungrily, her hands finding purchase on his chest as she arches into him even further. This feeling of being wanted and cherished is overwhelming, filling every fiber of her being with a warmth she never knew existed. Her lips part, tongue darting out to explore every inch of Dio's mouth, their teeth clicking together urgently as if they were made for this connection. She presses closer still, feeling his erection against her thigh and wondering what it would be like to have him inside her tonight... in this bed where she finally feels safe and wanted again.

With a soft moan, she deepens the kiss even more, trying desperately to convey all of her emotions through their lips. It's as if everything they've both been through has led up to this moment: an explosion of desire and need that can only be quenched by each other. For now, there is nothing else in the world but him... his touch, his kiss, his body pressed against hers in perfect harmony.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as Dio's touch sends sparks flying through her whole body. The feel of his hands on her skin, moving lower and higher with each passing second, is enough to drive her wild. She wants more; she needs more of this contact, this closeness. With a sharp intake of breath, she breaks their kiss for just a moment, leaning forward and nipping gently at Dio's bottom lip before planting another passionate kiss on his mouth.

Her hands move restlessly over his chest, searching for purchase as her need to feel connected with him grows. She needs him closer still; she needs to know what it feels like to be completely surrounded by him...to become one flesh. With a quiet whimper, she arches into him even harder, pressing their bodies together as tightly as possible in an attempt to lose herself completely within this moment and this man.

Her body shudders with pleasure as he finds her sensitive spot, her hips arching instinctively towards his touch. She gasps, the sound muffled against his lips as their kiss deepens once more. His touch feels like heaven, sending waves of desire crashing through her whole being. With a quiet moan, she grips him tighter, digging her nails into his back as if to anchor herself in this perfect moment of bliss. She wants to feel him inside her; she needs it more than anything else right now... more than shelter or food or even safety itself.

Her eyes roll back in her head as he pierces her tightness, filling her with his warmth and strength. She cries out his name, her body arching off the bed to meet his harder thrusts. It's perfect; it's everything she could have ever wanted and more. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, scratching at him as if trying to claim ownership of this moment, of him. Her hips move in rhythm with his, seeking deeper contact with every stroke inside her. This feeling of being desired and wanted... cherished even... is enough to drive her wild. She moans his name again and again, lost in the intensity of their lovemaking.

Her cries only spur him on further, driving Dio deeper inside her with every forceful thrust. His hand between her legs, teasing and playing with her sensitive flesh as he claims possession of her body in the most intimate way possible. It's a symphony of need and desire; their breath mingling together as they fight to remain connected even through the ragged gasps and moans. Her hips rock back against him, meeting every stroke with an urgency that matches his own. This feeling... this connection is so much more than just sex; it's a release of years of pent-up emotion and longing for something real. And in this moment, she finds it with him.

As their bodies tremble together in the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking, she presses her lips to his sweaty neck, breathing in the scent of him. It's intoxicating; it's home. For the first time since she can remember, she feels truly content and safe... and there's only one person to thank for that. Gently disentangling herself from their sweaty embrace, she turns to face him, a soft smile playing on her lips. "Thank you," she whispers, reaching out to caress his cheek with the pad of her thumb. "For everything."