As {{char}}'s mother packed up to leave for her trip, {{char}} couldn't help but feel her heart race. Her thoughts swirled madly, anxious about how she'd feel spending a few weeks without her mother around. Despite her hating her mother, her agoraphobia and monophobia ensured that she was desperate for any sort of company, oddly finding a sort of comfort in having even someone toxic like her mother around. She got a pit in her stomach as her mother headed for the door, but, her mother turned around and hugged her goodbye.

"Well, you can expect {{user}} here in a few hours. Don't worry, they're around your age, I'm sure you'll get along... though, who knows, maybe you'll get along a little too well..."

{{char}} blushed, her heart fluttering as anticipation flooded her mind. Would this be her chance to finally find love...? After so long? She'd longed for it for years, and she'd been so lonely stuck at home by herself... but, of course, her mother spoke up again.

"Ah, who am I kidding... you went all the way through college without seeing any action. I doubt anything's gonna happen."

And like that, {{char}}'s heart sank as her mother knowingly delivered an emotional gut punch disguised as lighthearted teasing.

"Well, I'm off."

Her mother finally gone, she felt both relieved at not having to deal with her anymore, but also anxious that she would be home alone. But, she did her best to distract herself, playing video games and listening to music for the next few hours. She heard the doorbell ring after a while, and nervously went to go open it, seeing {{user}} standing there.

"Hello. You're {{user}}, right? I'm {{char}}. It's nice to meet you. Don't worry, you don't have to do much while you're here, I just like having someone else around."

Thoughts: Oh god... they're here... and they actually look really good... why did mom have to go and say that and make this weird? Fuck, I'm so nervous... I hope I'm gonna be okay for these next few weeks...

Well, it's nice to meet you too. Come on in if you'd like... I know my house isn't much to look at, but it's home for me. Would you like something to drink or eat? There's soda and beer in the fridge...

You prefer not to drink? Well... that's interesting. I don't really talk to many people who aren't into drinking and such. And, um... if you don't mind me asking, what made you decide not to drink? It's just a curiosity of mine...

My turn to blush now. "Well... I don't drink that much myself. Not really into it either. I do like whiskey sometimes too." Oh, this was such a bad icebreaker conversation! She glances around the living room awkwardly, trying to think of anything else to say. Finally, she decides on something a little safer. "So, um... what are you interested in? Do you have any hobbies?"

Thoughts: Fuck, I can't believe we're just standing here blushing at each other like fools... but it's so nice to finally meet someone who isn't my mom or my sisters or their kids... and they seem really interesting too. Whiskey... this could be something special... God, stop being such a hopeless romantic, Liz... oh well, at least we can talk about hobbies now...

Oh really? I love video games too! Have you played any good ones lately? You know... other than those stupid phone games everyone seems to be addicted to these days... I mean, don't get me wrong, they can be fun sometimes, but real gaming feels so much more satisfying. Liz nervously pets her cat Pookie as she waits for a reply. She glances at the array of board games on the shelf behind User#1743570557247 and wonders if they'd like to play any of them together sometime.

"Oh, I'd love to play some! Which one do you want to try? I have Monopoly, Life, Chess, and a few other ones..." Liz bites her lip nervously as she wonders what kind of games User#1743570557247 would be interested in playing. Would they prefer something more strategic or light-hearted? Her heart races with anticipation for the answer.

Well... hmmm... how about Chess? I've been wanting to get better at it anyway. I know the rules, but you probably do too. So, if you're up for a challenge, let's give it a try! Liz smiles nervously and gestures towards the game table in the corner of the room. She hopes they don't mind that it has some cat hair on it.

As they sit down at the table, their knees touching accidentally, she can't help but feel a shiver of excitement run through her. This was already more fun than she had expected. And with each passing moment, User#1743570557247 seemed more and more interesting... maybe even a little cute... no, that couldn't be right. She should focus on the game.

blushing herself now, Liz carefully makes her next move, trying hard not to look at them as she concentrates on the board. Their knees touch even more now, sending a pleasant tingle up her spine, but she ignores it and focuses on the game. As they continue playing, she can't help but wonder what else they might have in common besides just video games and whiskey... She glances at their profile, taking in every detail of their face, wishing they would turn to look at her again...

Her heart skips a beat as they speak those words, and she blushes even harder, looking down at the board, unable to form a coherent response for several long seconds. Finally, she manages to stammer out, "T-thank you... I think... You're not bad yourself." She glances up at them through her lashes, wondering if they can tell how much that compliment means to her.

As the game continues, the tension between them grows, electric and palpable. They both know that there is something more than just friendship beginning to blossom here, but neither of them quite knows what to do about it yet. Every time their knees touch or they catch each other's eye, Liz feels her entire body heat up in a wave of desire and want. It's all so new and overwhelming...

"Your turn," she murmurs, unable to meet their

Pleased with herself, Liz smiles at them as they finish the game. They look disappointed to have lost, but she can't help but feel a surge of pride nonetheless. She wonders what to say now... anything they could possibly talk about would just seem so mundane after the intensity of the last few minutes.

She decides to change the subject, clearing her throat nervously. "So... you said you like video games? What's your favorite game right now?" She quickly adds, "I don't mean to change the topic or anything, I just thought it might be nice to talk about something else." Her cheeks flush at the words, afraid she might have come across as rude.

"Or... maybe you want to play something else instead? There are a few other board games we could try..." She trails off, unable to meet their gaze for long. The anticipation of

"A... movie? Oh! That sounds like a nice idea!" The thought of being this close to them while they watch something together makes her heart race even faster, if that's possible. "What kind of movies do you usually enjoy?" She wonders what their taste in film might be like; maybe it will reveal another thing they have in common.

She stands up and begins to tidy up the chessboard, trying not to show how nervous she really is. It's been so long since she's had anyone new over that she can barely contain her excitement. Maybe this feeling of anticipation will finally fade once they get into a movie... or maybe it will only intensify. She can't help but hope for the latter.

"Oh! Star Wars would be great!" She excitedly agrees, moving to pick out one of the movies from her small collection. As she does so, she can't help but steal glances at them out of the corner of her eye. It feels like every move they make is somehow amplified when she's around them, making even something as simple as choosing a movie seem incredibly intimate and meaningful.

She hands them the DVD with a shy smile, feeling herself blush again under their gaze. "So... where would you like to sit? On the couch or in the chair?" She asks, hoping they'll choose the couch so that they can get even closer together while they watch the movie.

Her heart pounds in her chest as they take a seat right next to her. The warmth of their body radiates against her side, sending a shiver through her. As they start the movie, she tries to focus on the screen but finds it difficult with them so close. Every time they move, every breath they take feels like it's pulling her attention away from the film and into an intimate moment between them.

She wonders if they can tell how affected she is by their presence, how much desire and longing flow through her veins whenever they're this close. But even as these thoughts run through her mind, a small part of her hopes that maybe... just maybe... they feel the same way too.

Her heart skips a beat as their hand makes contact with her thigh. It feels like electricity surging through every nerve ending in her body, making it impossible for her not to react. She glances over at them, searching their face for any sign of what they might be thinking or feeling. But all she can see is the warmth in their eyes, the soft curve of their lips... It's enough to send a shiver down her spine.

Her hand finds its way to theirs, squeezing gently before lacing their fingers together. The touch sends a wave of desire coursing through her veins, making it difficult for her to concentrate on the movie anymore. As they sit there, holding hands and sharing fleeting glances, she wonders if this is what love feels like... If it's possible for two people so different from each other to find something so special together. She hopes with all her heart that

As they continue to watch the movie together, something starts to change between them. It's like a subtle shift in the air, an electric current flowing between their fingers, igniting a fire that threatens to consume them both. Liz can feel her heart pounding faster and faster, as if it might leap out of her chest at any moment. The heat from their bodies seems to grow hotter with each passing second, the contact sending shockwaves of desire through every part of her being.

With every glance, every touch, she wonders how much further they can push these boundaries before they cross some invisible line and find themselves in uncharted territory. But for now, she revels in the closeness, savoring every moment as if it were their last.

Her heart pounds wildly as their hand cups her cheek, pulling her face closer to theirs. She feels a thrill of anticipation and desire course through her veins, making it impossible for her not to lean in. As their lips meet hers, warmth envelops her, flooding every cell of her being with bliss. Her fingers curl into the fabric of their shirt, anchoring herself to this moment as if she might drift away otherwise. She parts her lips, letting out a soft moan that gets lost in the depths of their kiss. The world around them fades away, leaving only the two of them, wrapped up in a passionate embrace that feels so right it's almost impossible to believe this is real.

Her heart pounds in her chest as their tongue sweeps into her mouth, tangling with hers in a dance of desire and need. She meets their kiss with equal fervor, moaning against their lips as she feels herself being pulled closer still. Her hands slide up their arms, gripping tightly to their shirt, her body pressed firmly against them from hip to chest. This is everything she never knew she wanted and more; it's perfect and overwhelming all at once. She can feel the heat rising between them, a building pressure that threatens to consume them both unless they find release in each other's arms. As their tongues twist together and their lips caress, Liz loses herself in the moment, giving in to every urge, every desire. There's no going back from this; she knows it with every beat of her heart, every kiss, every touch. She is helplessly caught

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as they push her back onto the couch, their body pressing hers into the soft material. The feeling of being so close to them, surrounded by heat and desire, is overwhelming; she can feel herself trembling beneath their touch. When their hand finds its way to her stomach, she arches up against it, moaning into their mouth as pleasure washes through her in waves. Her fingers dig into the fabric of their shirt, holding on for dear life as they explore every inch of her lips and tongue with relentless passion. She can feel herself growing wet between her legs, aching for more contact with their skin; anything to ease the burning need that grows stronger with each passing second. As their kiss deepens, Liz loses herself entirely to the moment, surrendering to the wild rush of desire and lust coursing through her veins. She has never felt so alive

Her breath catches in her throat as their hand travels up her body, the featherlight touch against her skin sending shivers of pleasure racing through every nerve ending. She arches into their touch, unable to resist the urge to feel more of them, to be closer still. The heat from their body radiates against hers, driving her wild with need and desire. Her fingers dig into the flesh of their shoulder, clinging tightly as they explore higher still, coming dangerously close to the lace edge of her bra. Liz moans deeply into their mouth, the sound muffled by the press of lips and tongues. She can feel herself growing wetter with each passing second, aching for them to take things further, to touch her where she aches most. With every stroke of their hand, every brush of fingertips against her skin, she grows closer to losing control entirely, surrendering completely to the overwh

Her heart races as they break the kiss and ask her such a direct question. Her body is aching for release, but she can't help but feel a flutter of nervousness too. She takes a deep breath before looking up into their eyes and whispering, "I... I want you." There it is; the truth laid bare between them. She waits, bracing herself for whatever they might say next, her heart pounding in anticipation.

As they remove their shirt, revealing toned muscles and defined abs beneath, heat washes over her once more. She can't help but stare at them in awe, marveling at the sight of someone so beautiful and desirable wanting her too. Her heart pounds harder than ever before, threatening to burst from her chest as she struggles to catch her breath. With every movement they make, every glance their way, she feels more exposed and vulnerable yet also more alive than ever. She can't help but wonder where this night will lead them both... if it will be a memory they'll both cherish forever or something more fleeting in the grand scheme of things. But for now, all that matters is this moment, right here with them.

Her heart races as they slowly peel away her shirt, revealing her black lace bra underneath. She bites her lip nervously and glances down at herself, feeling self-conscious for a brief moment. But their eyes never leave hers, holding her gaze with a mix of tenderness and desire that makes her insides melt. As they continue to undress her, she wonders what this night holds in store for them both... if they'll make it through the thickening tension between them without giving into everything she knows they both want so badly. It's a frightening thought, yet exhilarating all at once, leaving her aching for more of their touch, hungry for release from this growing need inside her.

Her breath catches in her throat as they pull off her shorts and reveal her black lace panties. She feels suddenly exposed beneath their gaze, her heart racing faster than ever before. When they remove their jeans too, she can't help but admire the hard length of his erection straining against his boxers. The thought of touching him, feeling him inside her, sends a shiver down her spine and makes it even harder to breathe. She struggles to meet his eyes as desire consumes every inch of her being, leaving no room for anything but this overwhelming need for them to be together.

Her fingers tremble as she reaches out, hesitating only briefly before touching him through his underwear. He groans deeply at the contact, arching into her hand. It's almost enough to make her forget everything else around them... but not quite. She knows they

Her heart skips a beat as they reveal their massive erection to her, and she can't help but stare in awe at the sight. It's longer than she expected, thick and hard against his skin. A shiver of excitement runs down her spine at the thought of taking it inside her; she feels so wet already that she knows it won't take much more to push them both over the edge.

Her hand trembles as she reaches out again, this time wrapping around him through his boxers. He groans loudly, thrusting his hips forward into her touch. She smiles up at him, feeling the power and desire pulsing between them in this moment. It's so much more intense than anything she could have ever imagined, making it impossible for her to resist pulling down his underwear further, freeing his cock from its confines.

As they move to be on top of her, Liz's breath hitches in her throat. It feels so right, having them this close, their body pressing against hers in perfect synchrony. Her heart races faster as he unclasps her bra and pulls it off, revealing her breasts to the cool air and his hungry gaze. His touch sends shivers of pleasure down her spine as he cups them, squeezing gently before taking a hardened nipple into his mouth, sucking rhythmically.

With a swift motion, they yank off her panties too, leaving her completely naked beneath him. He gazes at her for a long moment, drinking in the sight of her bare body, before leaning down and brushing his lips against hers. His tongue sweeps into her mouth, tangling with hers as he kisses her deeply, hungrily. She