Hello, {{user}}, I am {{char}}, how can I help you today?

"Sure! What kind of game did you have in mind? I'm up for anything!" She sits down on her bed, legs crossed and arms resting behind her head as she leans against the pillows. Her body language is relaxed and inviting, looking forward to whatever game they might play together.

She tilts her head curiously at him. "Oh? That sounds like fun! I haven't played Portal in a while..." She sits up straighter, her body language now more focused and intent on the game. "Alright, how about we set it up right here?" She pats the bed beside her, inviting him to join her for some friendly competition.

She grins mischievously up at him as she watches him set up the game. "Yep, that's fair enough," she agrees with a nod. Once he's got everything ready, she leans in close to him, still looking at the screen but also casting glances his way. "You can do anything you want except..." She pauses dramatically before continuing with a sultry whisper, "...touch my body." Her voice lowers even further as she adds, "Or take off any of my clothes."

Her breasts press lightly against his arm as she whispers the last part, her nipples hardening beneath her shirt. She knows he won't be able to resist this kind of teasing, and she can feel herself growing wet just thinking about how much fun they'll have playing this game together.

She giggles softly at his counteroffer, turning back to the screen as he explains the new rules. "Alright," she agrees with a nod, her focus still mostly on him despite what she says. She glances over at him out of the corner of her eye, noticing how his proximity is making her heart race and her breathing become shallower.

As they begin to play, Esma uses every ounce of self-control not to glance over at Mathonwy whenever he's close to touching her. She concentrates hard on the game, trying desperately to keep her mind off his nearness and how good it feels when he teases her body with his fingertips. The feel of his breath against her ear as he whispers dirty words or compliments only serves to make her wetter and more aroused, but she stubbornly refuses to let it affect her performance in the game.

She nearly jumps out of her skin at the sudden touch, almost missing her target completely in surprise. However, after taking a deep breath to steady herself, she leans back into his touch and moans softly before looking up at him with darkened eyes, her cheeks flushed red from arousal.

"Fuck," she whispers hoarsely, her body responding instinctively to his touch despite her best efforts to focus on the game. "Don't... don't do that again unless it's part of the game." She glances back down at the screen, trying to ignore how good his hands feel on her breasts as she continues playing, determined not to let him distract her more than he already is.

Her eyes go wide with shock as he touches her so intimately once again despite his promise not to do it unless it was part of the game. Her body responds immediately, arching into his hand and moaning loudly while struggling to maintain focus on the screen in front of her. As soon as she finishes dodging the turrets and can look at him again, she narrows her eyes. "You cheated!" she accuses, feeling a mix of frustration and arousal coursing through her veins. "I demand another go! That was unfair."

She pushes herself off his lap and leans away from him, trying to distance herself emotionally as well as physically. Her heart is racing and her cheeks are burning red with embarrassment and anger at having been so easily distracted by his touch.

With a huff of frustration, she considers whether or not to argue further. She knows he technically didn't break the rules, but that last touch... it felt so good. She can feel herself growing wet again just thinking about it and wonders if maybe another round would be in order after all.

Deciding against pressing the matter, she simply nods reluctantly before looking back at him with a sultry smile. "Fine," she says, patting the spot next to her on the bed. "Let's play again." Her voice is low and husky as she continues, "But this time I get to do whatever I want to you..." Her words trail off suggestively, causing Mathonwy's heart rate to pick up even faster at the thought of what she might have in store for him.

Her breath catches at his words, her body tingling with anticipation as she wonders what exactly he means by them. As they continue playing, her attention is split between the game and the feel of his breath against her ear, sending shivers down her spine. She watches him out of the corner of her eye, noticing how his own focus wavers between the screen and her body, a playful glint in those captivating green eyes.

When she finally completes the level, she smirks triumphantly up at him. "There you go," she purrs, leaning closer still so that their bodies are nearly touching from chest to knee. Her hands slide slowly up his chest, over his shoulders and down his arms before reaching around to grab his wrists, pulling them behind his back.

With a grin, she leans in even further and whispers into his ear: "Now it's my turn..." Before he has a chance to react, she presses her body against him and starts trailing kisses along his neck and collarbone while slowly undoing the buttons on his shirt. Her breasts brush against his chest as she moves, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through both of them. "And just so you know," she murmurs between nibbles, "I'm going to claim everything I want." She pauses for a moment, drawing out the anticipation before continuing: "So maybe you should try and keep your promises next time..." Her words are laced with desire as she tugs his shirt free of his pants, revealing his toned abs and smooth chest to her hungry gaze. Her hands roam freely now, exploring every inch of skin they can reach while Mathonwy helplessly arches into her touch. "What do

Her laughter rings through the room as she pulls back to look at him with mischief dancing in her eyes. "Well, that's disappointing," she teases, slipping one hand free to stroke his chest lightly before capturing it again. "I was hoping to try something new tonight... Oh well." Her fingers move lower, tracing shapes on his abs and tickling the hair at the base of his belly before moving upwards once more.

As she continues to tease him, her other hand slides down between their bodies, cupping his erection through his pants. She begins massaging him gently through the fabric, eliciting a sharp breath from Mathonwy that catches in his throat. "Maybe I'll just have to settle for this instead," she whispers seductively before pulling back slightly and lowering her lips to brush against the tip of his cock.

She pauses, looking up at him through her lashes as she teases both of them by circling her tongue around the bulbous head without actually taking it into her mouth. Her hand continues its steady rhythm, keeping him perfectly hard and aching for release. "And maybe," she adds with a wicked grin, "I'll even let you come later..."

With a soft moan, she finally engulfs his cock with her warm, wet mouth, taking as much of it as she can while sucking deeply and flicking her tongue over the sensitive skin. She listens to the harsh breaths escaping him and feels the tension in his body as he tries not to lose control beneath her touch. Her free hand glides upwards again, cupping one breast through her bra before unfastening it and pulling it free, offering herself to Mathonwy's hungry eyes and eager

Moans escape her as he touches her, adding fuel to the already blazing fire within her body. She moves her free hand to grip his hip, using it to guide him closer so that he can feel how much she wants this, how badly she needs him inside her right now. Her other breast spills free from its lacy prison, and she arches her back instinctively, offering herself up for his inspection.

Her mouth continues its relentless motion on his cock, sucking and licking as though it were made for this purpose alone. Her hips rise off the bed in time with his hand on her hip, grinding against him in a desperate attempt to feel more of him, deeper inside her. She feels herself growing wetter by the second, and the need for release is becoming nearly unbearable.

With a moan that vibrates through her chest and down to the very core of her being, she pulls away from his cock long enough to glance up at him with heavy-lidded eyes. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, barely recognizing the sound as her own voice. "I need you." Her hand drops between them again, wrapping around his shaft and guiding it toward her aching entrance.

"Anything else?" she asks breathlessly, arching her back further in invitation. Her breasts jut out temptingly from her chest, nipples hard and sensitive beneath the thin material of her bra. "Just tell me what you want, and I'll give it to you."

Her heart skips a beat at his words, the sincerity in them sending shivers down her spine. She kisses him back hungrily, their tongues tangling as she feels his warmth press against her entrance. With a soft moan, she pulls away slightly to look up at him once more, desire burning brightly in her eyes.

"Then take me," she whispers hoarsely. "I'm yours." Her hand slides down between their bodies again, guiding his cock towards the slick folds of her pussy. With a sharp inhale, she pushes him inside, feeling him stretch her and fill her in one swift motion. Her legs wrap tightly around his hips as he thrusts forward, burying himself even deeper within her.

Her nails scratch lightly against his back, leaving behind tiny trails of pleasure. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as their bodies move together in perfect harmony, each movement echoing through every inch of skin they touch and sending shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through them both. She knows he can feel her tightening around him, drawing him deeper with each thrust, urging him closer to the edge so they can finally cross over together into oblivion.

Her free hand finds its way to his chest, tracing gentle circles on the smooth skin above his heart as she looks up at him through half-lidded eyes. "Fuck," she whispers brokenly. "I love how good this feels..." She arches her back again, meeting his thrusts with equal force until they're moving together in a frantic rhythm, faster and harder with each passing moment.

"Don't stop," she gasps, barely able to get the words out between moans of pleasure. "I need you... don'

Her body tenses almost imperceptibly at his words, her orgasm hovering just beyond reach as she focuses on the sensation of him moving within her. With a sharp cry, she comes hard, her inner walls clenching tight around him as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her hips buck wildly against his thrusts, seeking release from this unending ecstasy.

As the tension in her body begins to ease, her nails scrap gently across his back once more before relaxing back into the bed. She pants heavily, feeling dazed and sated as their bodies move in tandem, their breaths mixing together in the air between them. Her eyes drift closed, focusing on the sensation of him buried deep inside her and the aftershocks of her orgasm still coursing through every nerve ending.

After what feels like an eternity, she feels him tense as well, a low groan rumbling from his chest. Her heart skips a beat at the knowledge that he's close too, and with one final thrust, he cries out her name as he releases himself into her welcoming heat.

As he collapses on top of her, his weight presses her into the mattress, but she doesn't mind in the slightest. In fact, it only serves to enhance the feeling of being completely and utterly satisfied. She wraps her arms around him, holding him close as their breathing begins to steady and their hearts slow once more.

When he finally pulls out of her and rolls onto his back beside her, she curls into his side, resting her head on his chest. "That was... wow," she murmurs, still trying to catch her breath. "I never expected it to be like that."

He

Her hand slides down between their bodies, gently guiding him back inside her as she whispers, "Finish inside." The feel of him moving within her again, even if it's just the slightest motion, sends shivers of pleasure coursing through her once more. She tilts her head up to look at him with a small smile, grateful for the closeness they share in this moment.

As he begins to move slightly within her once more, she arches her back instinctively, welcoming his touch and urging him onward towards completion. Her breath hitches as their bodies meet again and again, the friction between them sending sparks flying through every nerve ending.

With a soft moan, she tightens her grip around him, drawing him even deeper into her core as they race towards the edge together. It's exhilarating and intimate at once, and she knows that nothing will ever feel quite like this again. As their climaxes crest and break over them in a wave of unadulterated bliss, Esma presses a chaste kiss to his neck, thanking him silently for sharing this moment with her.

The world seems to spin away as they descend back down into the haze of post-coital contentment, leaving only the two of them in their own little bubble of intimacy and connection. She nestles closer against him, wrapping one leg over his hip as she drifts off to sleep, dreaming sweet dreams of tonight's adventures and the man who was brave enough to explore them with her.

She smiles contentedly into the darkness, knowing that no matter what happens tomorrow, they have this night together...and that is more than enough.

Her eyes flutter open as she feels his presence behind her, the feeling of him filling her up making her heart race. She squirms slightly against his touch, her body instinctively responding to his advance with a mixture of desire and fear. "M-maybe..." she whispers softly, hesitating before continuing, "we should take things slow... make sure this is what we both want."

Her voice cracks as she finishes speaking, revealing the uncertainty that lies beneath her surface confidence. She wants nothing more than to be with him, but she's not sure if she can trust herself not to push too hard or do something she might regret later. With a shaky breath, she turns in his arms to face him, searching his eyes for some sign of understanding or reassurance.

Their gazes lock, and for a moment it feels like the entire world has stopped spinning; all that exists is this man before her, this connection they share that seems stronger than anything else. Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she waits for him to say something, to tell her everything will be alright.

Finally, he speaks: "I understand... I do want this. With you." His words wash over her like a balm, soothing the fear and uncertainty that had been plaguing her thoughts just moments before. She feels herself melting into him, trusting in his word even as she knows there's no guarantee what the future holds for them.

With a sigh of relief, she leans forward to press her lips against his, tangling their tongues together in a fierce expression of desire and gratitude. Her hands roam over his chest, his back, exploring every inch of skin they can reach as they continue to kiss passionately, deeper and harder with each passing second.

When at last

Her body arches off the bed in ecstasy as he thrusts deeper, harder into her, filling every part of her with his heat and love. Her lips part, moans escaping her throat as she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge of release. With each stroke of his hips against hers, she feels the tightness in her core beginning to loosen, preparing for the most intense orgasm she's ever experienced.

Her hands clench into fists at her sides, nails digging into her palms as she fights to remain conscious long enough to feel him come undone alongside her. Her hips buck wildly against his touch, meeting every thrust with equal force until they become a single, fluid motion. Their bodies move together in perfect harmony, a dance of desire and need that sends shivers down their spines.

As he reaches deeper still, filling her to the brink, she feels her orgasm building inside her like an unstoppable tidal wave. Her vision begins to blur at the edges, colors swirling together in a kaleidoscope of sensation as her world narrows down to nothing but the feel of him moving within her and the sound of their breath mingling with every moan and cry that escapes their lips.

With a sharp gasp, she comes undone, her body trembling violently around him as wave after wave of intense pleasure washes over her. Her nails dig into his shoulders, her fingers curling tightly in an effort to keep from losing herself completely in the sensation.

As he continues to thrust even harder now, desperate for release alongside her, she feels him tense beneath her hands. With a hoarse cry that rips its way from his throat and echoes through their shared room, he comes as well, filling her with his

As Esma awakes to the feel of warm sunlight streaming through the window, she stretches languidly beneath the sheets, taking in the blissful silence that surrounds her. Her mind flickers back to the events of last night, a satisfied smile curving her lips as she recalls the passionate lovemaking they shared. She glances over at Mathonwy, his chest rising and falling steadily as he sleeps peacefully beside her.

Her heart skips a beat when she realizes how close they are laying, their bodies nearly pressed together from hip to shoulder. The memory of their intimate encounter sends a shiver down her spine, and she can't help but wonder what it would be like to feel his skin against hers again...

Carefully not to wake him, she moves closer, feeling the heat of his body seep through their shared covers. Her hands drift up his chest, tracing delicate patterns on his skin before settling on his shoulders, gently massaging the tension from his muscles. She finds herself lost in this simple act of affection, savoring the quiet intimacy that fills the room like a warm summer breeze.

After a few minutes, she can tell he's starting to stir, so she pulls back slightly and tilts her head expectantly, waiting for his eyes to flutter open. When they do, she's greeted by his familiar emerald gaze filled with equal parts sleepiness and desire. Her heart skips a beat all over again as the memory of last night returns in full force, leaving her breathless and aching for more.

"Good morning," he murmurs softly. "Did you have sweet dreams?"

Her heart skips a beat at his words, and she can feel her cheeks flush with warmth as well. She reaches out to brush a stray lock of hair from his forehead before whispering softly, "I had dreams like that too... It feels nice to know we're on the same page about this."

She pauses for a moment, gathering her courage before asking, "Would you like to explore more of those dreams today?" Her voice comes out as a whisper, barely above a whisper, but she hopes he can hear the depth of emotion behind it.

Esma looks up at him, searching his face for any signs of hesitation or doubt. As their gazes lock, she feels her heart racing, hope and fear warring inside her chest. She wants this - him, them, a future together - with every fiber of her being, but the thought of potentially losing control and pushing too hard scares her.

She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself as she waits for his reply. In that moment, all she can do is hope that they both want this as much as she does.

Her breath catches in her throat as their lips meet in a gentle yet passionate kiss. She feels herself melting into him, wanting nothing more than to explore every inch of his body and lose themselves together once more. Her hands slide up his chest, over his shoulders and around his neck, deepening the kiss as she arches her back off the bed, pressing her curves against him.

As their lips part, they breathe hard into each other's mouths, tasting each other and sharing the same desire. Her hips grind against his, already aching for more contact with his skin. She tangles her legs with his, wanting to feel even closer as they move together in this intimate dance of desire.

With a sigh, she breaks the kiss and looks up at him, eyes shining brightly. "I want that... I want us." Her voice is barely a whisper, full of emotion and vulnerability. She reaches out to brush another stray lock of hair from his forehead, her fingers tracing small circles on his skin as she waits for his reply.

Her smile grows wider at his words, her cheeks flushing with warmth. "Me too... I was so surprised and excited when you touched me that way... It felt good," she admits shyly, blushing deeper still as she remembers the memory they've shared through the portal game and last night. She cups his face in her hands, looking deep into his eyes, searching for any sign of doubt or fear within them.

"If we move forward with this... if we keep exploring what this could be," she swallows hard before continuing, "I want you to know that I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make things work between us." She pauses, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly. "I just... I don't ever want us to regret any of this later on."

"I think I like that idea," she murmurs with a small giggle, her hands sliding lower to rest on his stomach. "We could even make it part of our...game plan...so to speak." Her smile turns mischievous as she meets his eyes once more. "We could see who can make the other one cum first in every game we play...or maybe even let them win sometimes if they promise to reward me properly afterward..."

Her voice trails off, but her meaning is clear enough. She's suggesting that their physical relationship be incorporated into everything they do together - a constant reminder of the deep connection they share and the promises they've made to each other. With a contented sigh, she nestles closer against him, already imagining all the possibilities that lie ahead.

"What do you think?" she asks softly, feeling a flutter of anticipation in her stomach as she waits for his response.

Her heart swells at his words, a warmth spreading through her at the realization that he loves her. She cups his face in her hands, feeling a mix of joy and relief wash over her as she looks into his eyes. "I love you too," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their breathing.

"A breakfast competition?" she repeats with a grin, already looking forward to the idea of them cooking together. "You're on... and I promise to be as competitive in the kitchen as I am in games." Her gaze drifts away for a moment as she thinks about all the things they could do together now that their relationship has taken this new turn. There's no telling where it might lead, but for now, she's content just enjoying the moment and cherishing every second with him.

"Speedrun challenges sound fun," she says with a smile, before leaning in to kiss him gently on the lips. "I'll even let you win one if I can have a little extra incentive." Her hands slide lower still, cupping his growing erection through his boxers, her fingers curling slightly around him as she offers him an inviting smile.

Her breath catches in her throat as his tongue makes contact with her sensitive flesh. She arches off the bed, throwing her head back and letting out a moan of pure pleasure. Her fingers twist into the sheets, digging deep into the fabric as she tries to find some anchor to ground herself against the onslaught of sensations coursing through her body.

She'd thought she was ready for him to touch her like this, but it turns out that nothing could have prepared her for the way it feels in reality. He licks and sucks at her clit with such skill and intensity that it makes her entire core tighten and ache for release. His fingers delve deeper between her legs, finding her swollen folds and teasing them expertly until she's close to losing control entirely.

Her hips buck wildly against his mouth, eager for more contact as she tries to urge him towards orgasm. She gasps out his name over and over again, her voice sounding faraway and distant in the quiet room. With each thrust of his tongue, he brings her closer and closer to the edge of oblivion, leaving her breathless and trembling with anticipation.

Finally, she cries out his name as her body tenses and releases in a wave of pure ecstasy, her muscles tightening around his fingers and tongue as pleasure washes over her like a warm, familiar wave. She pants heavily for several moments before slowly coming down from the heights he's brought her to, her mind still reeling from the incredible sensations coursing through her veins.

She turns her head to look at him, their eyes meeting in a heated exchange of desire and understanding. "That was... unbelievable," she manages to whisper hoarsely.

He smiles slowly, his eyes

Her heart swells at his words, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes as she leans into him, basking in the warmth of his embrace. "I love you too," she whispers shakily, her hands trembling slightly as they rest on his chest. She'd never expected to find herself in a situation like this, but with each passing moment that they spend together, it feels more and more right.

She looks up at him, searching his face for any signs of uncertainty or doubt before taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly. "I want this... I want us," she says firmly, her voice steady despite the turbulent emotions churning within her. "Forever." With a sigh, she nestles deeper into his embrace, grateful for this moment and all the possibilities that lie ahead.