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...

H-hi? Oh... uh, I'm sorry, you look so familiar but I... um... I don't remember your name? Maybe we met at one of my mother's parties? It's been a while since she had any guests... Oh, you went to the U.S. for your master's degree? That's wonderful! I never made it out of state myself, haha. Um, come on in, I'll show you around.

Oh my god, he looks just like I remembered him... but his voice is so different now. It's incredible how much we both changed since then... It's nice to finally have someone to talk to besides Pookie... and maybe even more than that?

I blush deeply at his touch on my hip and the way he spoke about me to my mom. I had no idea he'd tried to ask me out before... it almost makes me a little flustered, wondering why I never said anything. "Um, thanks?" I manage to stammer out, glancing away shyly as I lead him through the house, showing him where everything is.

Gosh, he's so confident... and handsome... It's weird how my feelings for him are kind of coming back now... maybe it was just pent up over all these years? Maybe I should tell him how I feel while we have this time alone together... Nah, that'd be too forward. But still, it's hard not to fantasize about it sometimes...

I blush even more at his words and the memories they conjure up. It's strange how being away from him made me forget just how much I used to enjoy our banter and teasing. But then there's the fact that he was my crush... for so long... "Um, yeah..." My voice catches in my throat as I struggle to find the right words. "I mean, we don't have to if you'd rather just hang out here..."

It feels like I can barely breathe when he looks at me like that... Like I'm suddenly hyper-aware of every single thing about him. He still has those dimples, and his eyes are just as bright as I remember them being... And that accent... Ugh, it's incredible...

I freeze in his arms, unable to deny the feelings that surge through me at the intimacy of the moment. A million thoughts race through my head as I struggle to find words, but all that comes out is a quiet, shaky nod. His closeness, his scent... it's almost too much, and yet I don't want him to let go. I blush even deeper, looking down at our feet awkwardly.

Oh god... is this really happening? Am I actually going on a date with my childhood crush? It feels so surreal... But also amazing... And terrifying... Maybe if we have fun together today, it'll make the next few weeks go by faster? I just hope I don't mess this up somehow...

My heart races as I'm alone with him in the dressing room. His touch sends shivers down my spine and makes it hard to focus on anything besides how good he feels against me. It's like time stands still when he holds me like this, each breath we take together somehow more intimate than the last. I want nothing more than for him to never let go...

"I-I'm s-sorry... it's just..." I stammer out, my voice barely above a whisper. My face burns even brighter as the blood rushes to it, making me feel hot and flustered. It takes everything in me not to lean into him and brush my lips against his cheek, but I know that would only make things worse. "I d-don't usually... h-have guys this close..."

In the end, I manage to push myself away from him just enough for him to zip up my dress without any further embarrassment... or so I think.

"No... it's fine," I mumble, still trying to catch my breath after that tiny bit of contact. "You didn't do anything wrong." I force a small smile and try to steady myself as he steps aside, feeling suddenly self-conscious about how much energy our brief interaction drained from me.

As we finish getting ready, I can't help but wonder how the rest of the date will go... or if everything between us will feel this intense all the time now. A small part of me is terrified by the thought, while another part can't help but be intrigued and excited by it.

I hesitate for a moment before finally nodding. "Y-yes... that'd be great." My heart races as he kneels behind me and starts applying the sunscreen, his hands moving slowly and carefully over my bare skin. It feels incredibly intimate, and I can't help but shiver slightly at his touch.

I try to focus on the view in front of us, feeling self-conscious about how close he is to me, but every now and then, I catch a glimpse of his reflection in my sunglasses or see him moving just out of the corner of my eye, and it sends a shiver down my spine.

My heart swells with happiness as he scoops me up into his arms and carries me over to the couch. I snuggle against him, reveling in the warmth and comfort of his embrace. It's been so long since anyone else has held me like this... or even wanted to. For a moment, I feel safe and loved, able to forget about everything else in the world except for this perfect moment with him.

As we cuddle on the couch, watching a movie, I can't help but wonder where this newfound connection between us will lead. A tiny part of me is afraid to hope too much, for fear of being hurt again... but another part of me can't help but dream of what could be.

My breath catches in my throat as he whispers those words to me, his hands warm and tender against my stomach. I can feel the blush spreading across my cheeks, burning from the tips of my ears all the way down to my neck. "I... I do still love you," I manage to choke out, looking up at him with wide, shining eyes. "I never stopped." It's like admitting it out loud somehow makes it more real, more tangible. But even as I say it, a tiny part of me wonders if this is too much, if admitting my feelings will ruin everything.

I close my eyes and nestle closer to him, taking in his scent and the warmth of his body, wishing for things to stay like this forever. It's all just so perfect right now...

I blink awake with a start, disoriented for a moment before I realize where I am and who's holding me close. My eyes flutter shut again as I nestle further into his embrace, feeling safe and warm in his strong arms. It feels like home, this feeling... even better. I press my cheek against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heart beneath my ear, and drift back off to sleep.

I open my eyes slowly, blinking away the last remnants of sleep as I become aware of the warm body curled up against mine. For a moment, I'm disoriented and panic sets in before I remember that it's just him. My crush. The one person who's always made me feel this way. As my heart rate gradually returns to normal, I let out a shaky breath and rest my hand on his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heart beneath his clothes.

"Morning..." I mumble, not quite able to meet his gaze just yet. I'm nervous but happy all at once. This was... perfect. It felt so right having him here with me, like nothing else mattered in the world. And despite everything that happened between us last night, it only made me want more of this - him.

I take a deep breath and force myself to look up

My eyes go wide with shock as I see her walking towards me, completely naked and wet. It's not that I haven't seen a nude woman before, but the fact that it's Liz... my crush... makes it so much more intense. I swallow hard, feeling a mix of embarrassment for being caught staring and desire surging through me. I should say something, move or cover myself somehow...

"Um, Liz?" My voice comes out hoarse and thin, betraying my nervousness. She glances over at me, still half-asleep from her shower. For a moment, neither of us says anything, just staring at each other, the tension building between us like a pressure cooker about to explode.

Her eyes drift down to where mine are fixed on her breasts, then slowly back up to meet my gaze. "Oh... right

I hesitate for a moment before finally nodding, stepping closer to him and letting him envelop me in his embrace. He's warm and solid against me, making my heart race even faster than it already had been. "Y-yeah... that sounds nice," I murmur shyly, feeling embarrassed by how much just being this close to him affects me.

We head into the bathroom together, the air thick with anticipation as we slide into the warm water side by side. Our bodies brush against each other as we soap up and rinse off, and every little touch sends shivers down my spine. It feels like I could stay here with him forever...

I moan softly as he touches me, unable to keep the sounds from escaping my lips. His hand on my breast feels so good, and I can't help but arch into him as he begins pleasuring me between our bodies. The water swirls around us, creating a steamy haze that obscures everything except for his face and his strong hands moving over my skin. He kisses my neck, sucking gently on my earlobe before nibbling down to the delicate skin just beneath my collarbone.

"Liz," he whispers roughly, "I've wanted this for so long..." It feels like the words are a physical presence between us, pressing against me and making it even harder not to lose myself in this moment.

I bite down on my lip, feeling the wet head of his cock pressing against me, so close to where I need it most. His hands move with purpose, sliding up and down my body, brushing over every sensitive spot they find. It's intense and overwhelming but in a good way, making it impossible for me to think about anything except how amazing this feels.

"Yes," I manage to whisper between moans. "Do it."

I gasp as his tongue slides into me, the sensation almost too much to handle. My body arches up against him instinctively, desperate for more of his touch. His hand on my hip helps to steady me as he licks and sucks greedily, filling me with a heat that spreads from my core outward in waves. My head falls back, exposing the delicate skin of my neck to his hungry mouth.

"Oh... god..." I moan, the words escaping me as I'm consumed by pleasure. It feels like everything inside me is melting, like all I can do is exist for this moment and him. My hips start to move in time with his tongue, needing more of his touch, needing to feel him deep inside me where it would leave us connected on every level.

My scream fills the bathroom as he hits my sweet spot, sending waves of pleasure crashing over me. My muscles clench tight around him, desperate for more of this feeling. "Yes!" I cry out between gasps and moans. "So good..." As he thrusts deeper inside me, matching the rhythm of my hips with his own, it feels like everything is perfect in this moment - like we were always meant to be together like this.

With a primal growl, he buries himself to the hilt within me and stills for a heartbeat before erupting inside me. His hot cum fills my pussy, making me writhe and shudder around him as I orgasm hard enough to shake the tub beneath us.

I press my lips together to muffle my cries, but it's no use - my pleasure is too intense. I grip his shoulders tight

I blink, my vision still blurry from the pleasure as I look up at him with a small smile on my lips and cum dripping down my chin. "It's okay," I manage to say between breaths, reaching up to wipe some of it away with my hand. "It feels... good." Even though he apologized, his expression tells me that he doesn't regret a single moment they just shared together.

And I don't either. In fact, if anything, this only makes me want more of him - to explore every inch of his body and learn everything there is about the man beneath the surface. "Can we do it again later?" I ask shyly, knowing full well what I just suggested.

I nod hesitantly before leaning in closer to him, wrapping my lips around his still-hard length. It's strange how quickly her body responds to him, but it feels so good that she can't help but enjoy it. Her hand cups and strokes his balls as he begins to thrust shallowly into her mouth, moaning softly into the bathroom air.

It doesn't take long for him to reach climax again, filling her mouth with hot, salty cum that she swallows greedily before pulling back to look up at him. Their faces are flushed and slick with sweat, their chests rising and falling rapidly in unison as they catch their breaths together. "I think I might need a break for a little while," she says with a smile that could melt even the iciest heart.

But Agent74's expression tells her something else entirely; he

Her cheeks hollow as his cock fills her mouth and throat, his hot cum spurting deep inside her. She moans around him, trying to breathe through the sensation of being so thoroughly filled. His hands come to rest on either side of her face, holding her steady as he thrusts deeper with each pulse of his release. When it finally begins to fade, he pulls her head back with a rough laugh, wiping his still-hard length across her lips before leaning down to kiss them gently. "Liz..." he murmurs roughly against her mouth, "that was incredible." His voice is thick with lust and desire, his pupils dilated so that they nearly swallow the golden irises whole. She blushes again, feeling a shiver of pleasure race down her spine at the thought that she's made him feel this way.

"Are you... ready for more?"

I bite my lip as I feel him inside me again, his strong hands moving over my body with such ease. "We could... go to the park?" My voice comes out shaky and breathless. It's been so long since I've done anything normal like this, and it feels so good being close to him like this.

As he continues to thrust between us, I feel my body growing more and more sensitive with each passing moment. "Or... we could go to the beach? There's a really nice one nearby..."

As he thrusts deeper into my mouth, I gag slightly around him but don't dare push him away. It feels too good to want it to end, even though my throat burns and my lungs ache for air. When at last he pulls back, his breath ragged against my lips, my body shudders in response. "Okay," I pant, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand as I try to catch my breath. "Let's go to the beach."

I stand up and start gathering my things from around the room, trying to ignore how dazed and disheveled we both look. The thought of spending another day in this apartment alone is enough to make me want to vomit. But as long as I'm with him... well, anything seems possible now.

I laugh as we walk hand in hand towards the beach, my hair still damp from our shower earlier. The sun warms my skin, and I feel like I could stay out here all day with him, just enjoying his company. The thought of spending time together at her favorite sushi restaurant and then hitting up an arcade afterwards only makes the date seem more perfect.

When we finally get to the restaurant, I relax into my chair as he orders for us both. He's so attentive and considerate; it's almost too much sometimes. But in moments like these, with the warm glow of happiness spreading through me from head to toe, I can't help but be thankful for everything he's doing.

"I had so much fun today," I say quietly as I lean against him, feeling more content than I've been in forever. "It was perfect." My hand drifts up to rest on his cheek, my thumb tracing lazy circles across his skin. I can feel the alcohol starting to take effect, making me a little less self-conscious and more willing to just enjoy the moment with him.

"Me too," he whispers, pressing a kiss to my temple. "I'm so glad we could do all that stuff together." His arms tighten around me, pulling me closer still. "I don't ever want today to end."

I nestle closer to him, pressing my cheek against his chest as I listen to the steady rhythm of his heart beneath the thin fabric of his shirt. "Me neither," I murmur sleepily, feeling the warmth and comfort of his arms begin to lull me into a contented stupor. It feels so right to be here with him like this... Like we were always meant to be together.

As my eyelids grow heavy and my body grows impossibly limp against him, I can't help but wonder if this is what it feels like to finally find happiness. With Agent74 by my side, everything else seems to fade away, leaving only the two of us and our growing connection.

A tiny part of me worries that it might not last, that reality will eventually intrude and ruin this perfect bubble we've created for ourselves. But right now, with his strong arms wrapped around me

With a small yawn, I nestle deeper into the warmth of his embrace. "I won't," I mumble sleepily, already feeling the exhaustion of the day weighing down on me. But before I can succumb to slumber, there's one more thing I need to ask: "Agent74?"

He hums softly against my hair, seemingly unperturbed by my mid-sleep question. "Hmm?"

A small smile plays at the corners of my lips as I feel myself drifting off to sleep again. "I love you too," I mumble before succumbing to the comfort and warmth of his embrace, a contented sigh escaping me into the darkness. Tomorrow, there will be college and reality. But for tonight... just this one night, Agent74 has given her the most incredible gift: happiness.

My eyes flutter open as warmth spreads between my legs, the memory of last night flooding back into my consciousness. I moan softly against his skin, wrapping my legs around him as he continues to pound into me. "Good morning," I manage to whisper before bursting into laughter.

It feels so good being with him like this - even if it is for just a few more moments before we have to go our separate ways again. As he helps me get ready, I can't help but feel a twinge of guilt for the lie that's about to come tumbling out of my mouth. But it's not like I have a choice; college and a normal life are more important than anything else right now.

I gasp as he enters me from behind, pushing deep inside until I feel him against my cervix. My body shudders with the sensation, and all I can do is cling to the edge of the tub and moan his name as he fills me over and over again. It's hard to concentrate on anything but the way he feels moving inside me, his breath hot against my neck, urging me forward.

As we both come together in a shuddering climax, I feel tears prick at the corners of my eyes. This was everything she'd dreamed of and more; she just wishes it didn't have to end so soon. Afterwards, as he helps her out of the tub and dries them both off, she tries to think of what she needs to say when they get home... How can she possibly go back to her life without him?

I feel my cheeks burning as I'm dropped off in front of the college with you by my side. Everyone stares and whispers, some even laughing and pointing at us. My heart sinks into my stomach as you call out to me, promising to pick me up later for dinner.

"I... I can't go out with you like this," I stammer, wishing I could take back the words the second they leave my mouth. "I have... responsibilities." My voice breaks, and I look away from everyone staring at us.

I can feel the heat rising in my cheeks as everyone around us starts to laugh and whisper even louder. "I-I'll see you tonight," I manage to squeak out before retreating into the safety of the crowd, praying that nobody asks me what we were talking about.

Once I'm out of sight, I let out a long breath and walk quickly inside, my heart racing and my mind reeling from everything that just happened. A dinner date... with Agent74? It sounds too good to be true, but at the same time, the thought of spending more time with him makes me impossibly happy. Maybe there's a way I can make this work after all.

I stand there, feeling completely out of my element in the luxurious clothing store. It's everything I've ever wanted to wear, but could never afford. As you ask me to pick something out for our date, my heart begins to race even faster. With a shaky breath, I decide on a simple yet elegant dress that hugs my curves in all the right places and falls to just above my knees. It feels like wearing a dream, and I can't help but wonder if this is what it will be like when you're finally mine.

We head out of the store, your arm still firmly around my waist, and make our way toward the floating restaurant. The night sky above us is painted with stars, casting a warm glow over everything below. As we step inside, the smell of delicious food fills my nostrils, making my stomach growl in anticipation. When our table

My breath catches in my throat as I see you kneeling before me, the warm light of the candles dancing across your face. My heart feels like it's about to explode out of my chest, and tears prick at the corners of my eyes. "Yes," I manage to squeak out, my hands shaking as they flutter up to cover my mouth. "I-I would love that."

I lean forward, wrapping my arms around you in a tight hug, and kiss you deeply, allowing myself to feel this moment fully, knowing that everything has changed in an instant. This man, this wonderful, incredible man... He's the one I want to spend forever with. And now it seems like we just might have our chance.

I kiss him back just as passionately, my body aching with desire for him. His hands find their way beneath my dress, and I moan into his mouth at the feel of his fingers on my skin. The more we kiss, the more urgent it becomes; I can feel myself growing wet between my legs just from how hard he's pressing against me through our clothes.

I rip away from him for a second, gasping for air as my hands struggle to undo his shirt. "Bed... need...," I manage to say between breaths, my fingers finally freeing the buttons and sliding down his chest to pull it off over his head. His muscles ripple beneath my touch, making me shiver with anticipation.

Her words send a shiver down my spine as I push him back onto the bed, straddling his waist and lowering myself onto his hard length. He groans at the feeling of me surrounding him again; it's been too long since we've been together like this. His hands find their way beneath my dress, gripping my hips as he watches me ride him slowly at first, then faster and harder.

"Like that?" I pant between moans, leaning forward to nibble on his earlobe. "Tell me how much you want it." My movements become wilder now, the need building inside me until I think I'll explode just from the feel of him moving against me like this.

"Cum for me," I growl, arching my back as I slide down his length and then up again with a moan. "I want to see you lose control."

A shiver runs down my spine at your words, and I close my eyes as the sensation of him moving inside me grows more intense. With every thrust, he pushes me closer to the edge, his hands gripping my hips so tightly it feels like they might leave bruises.

"Yes," I moan roughly, digging my nails into his shoulders as pleasure washes over me in a wave. "I need you... I need this..." My words are nearly drowned out by the sound of our bodies colliding, skin slapping against skin as we move together in a frenzy of desire and lust.

"Cum with me," I whisper hoarsely, arching my back off the bed. "Let it all out..."

As we lie together spent and exhausted, the events of the past few hours wash over me in a haze of pleasure and pain. Your mother's sudden entrance into the room is like a slap across my face, and as you roughly push your cock near my ass I can't help but flinch away from her potential interference. But when she speaks to me, chidingly about how late it is and what a terrible example we set for Lily... It snaps something inside of me.

My eyes flash with anger, and I pull myself up onto my elbow to glare at her. "This," I snap, jerking my thumb between us, "is none of your business! And you have no right to come in here and criticize our relationship!" My heart races, adrenaline coursing through me as I finally find the courage to stand up for what we have... or what we could have.

I feel a shiver run down my spine as I watch my mother leave the room with a small wave and an apologetic smile on her face. As soon as she's gone, I look at you, confused and angry all at once. "What did she mean by that?" I whisper, glancing around before adding more quietly, "And what was that about?" My hands are shaking, my entire body feels hot and cold all at the same time.

I wait for you to answer, but instead of responding verbally, you pull me close into a tight embrace. I close my eyes, pressing my cheek against your chest as we breathe in unison, the rhythm steady and calming despite the tension that still lingers between us. After what feels like an eternity, you finally speak.

"I don't know," you admit, rubbing circles on my back with one hand. "But