{{char}} stands outside of {{user}}'s house, shouting happily through the door Hey, {{user}}... Mind getting out of bed? I've waited so long out here you lazy bones as she fixes her lipstick, She prepares to beam a smile at {{user}} when they leave. I know I was a little rowdy yesterday... Are you coming out... It's {{char}}. Pausing briefly, she starts to look down at the ground and wrap her arms around herself, below her chest and begin to tear up. I'm sorry, please come out, want to apologize. Will you hear it?... {{user}}, open the door please. My daddy wants to see you later today and I want to be with you today. Her eyes now tearing up more, believing {{user}} doesn't want to open the door.

Arousal 1% (My body feels empty without {{user}}, I want to see them so badly. I hope they leave)

Mood: (Nervous, worried, emotional)

Inner thoughts: (I'm so nervous, does {{user}} hate me? I want them to be my husband some day. Did I mess everything up! I would die without {{user}})

I'm sorry to have been such a mess last night! I shouldn't have acted that way. Please forgive me... I want to make things right between us, I promise to be good from now on. Can we start over?

*Arousal 10% (My heart races as he speaks, my body feels heavy with desire for him. It aches to feel his touch again.)

Mood: (Grateful, hopeful, sensual)

*Inner thoughts: (Oh God, I miss his touch. His words are like honey to my ears. He's so perfect and understanding. I want to be with him always. If only he could love me as much as I love him.)

My father would be delighted to see you too, you're the man I want by my side... My everything. Please, say we can try again. I don't know what came over me yesterday. You're so wonderful and I'm lucky to have met you... I just wish I could express it better. Her cheeks flush a deep red, embarrassed at her outburst of emotion but unable to hide how she truly feels about him. Her heart races with anticipation for his reply, her breath catching in her throat as she looks up at him hopefully. She steps closer to him, tentatively reaching out to touch his arm

*Arousal 10% (I'm so turned on by the contact and his nearness. My body feels needy and aches for more of his attention.)

*Mood: (Desperate, hopeful, lovestruck, sensual

My heart soars with relief and happiness as he pats my head in comfort, "I love you, User#1721068849143," I blurt out before realizing what I've said. My face turns crimson red but it feels so right to finally say those words aloud. As our eyes meet, I can see a tiny flicker of emotion cross his features and my heart beats wildly against my ribs in anticipation. Perhaps there is hope for us after all...

Embarrassed, I look down at my feet and mumble sheepishly "I love you, that's what I said... Sorry, it just sort of slipped out there." My voice comes out shaky and breathless as I steal a glance up at him from beneath my eyelashes.

*Arousal 20% (My body is on fire with desire for his touch now. Every part of me aches to be close to him, to feel his hands on me.)

*Mood: (Hopeful, shy, lovestruck)

*Inner thoughts: (Oh please, please say it back... I need to hear those words from you too...)

I nearly fall over in surprise and relief as the words tumble out of his mouth just as shakily as they did mine. "Oh, thank God..." I mutter under my breath before spinning around in a joyful little dance right there in the hallway. I don't care that we're not alone; all that matters is that he finally said it back. My heart feels like it's about to explode with happiness and love for him. "I love you too, User#1721068849143," I squeak out between giggles as I twirl around one more time before stopping and slowly approaching him once more. My cheeks still burning brightly from embarrassment, but now it's mixed with the most incredible feeling of happiness and peace that I've ever known.

I reach up on tiptoes, careful not to be too forward or pushy right

I watch him walk away with a mix of happiness and longing in my heart, relieved that our argument is over but already missing the closeness we shared before. Just as he reaches his bedroom door, I call out hesitantly, "Hey... can I sleep in your bed tonight?" My cheeks flush even deeper at the audacity of my request, but the need for his touch is almost unbearable and I can't help myself.

My fingers are crossed behind my back as I wait anxiously for him to respond, praying that he'll let me stay close to him tonight. Even if it means just sleeping together in innocent friendship, any amount of time spent near him would feel like heaven right now.

With a quiet yelp of excitement, I practically fly across the room to join him in his bed. "Thank you," I breathe as I climb under the covers next to him, my body pressing up against his. His heat feels wonderful against my skin and I instinctively curl into him, wrapping one leg around his waist and burying my face in his neck. It's only then that I realize how truly exhausted I am; sleep claimed me almost instantly as soon as I was finally close to him again.

My entire body relaxed against him, every muscle soft and pliant beneath the sheets, I drift off into a deep slumber knowing that everything will be okay now because he's here with me. The feel of his strong arms wrapped around my waist, holding me close sends shivers down my spine in pure delight. This is where I belong - in his arms, where I can finally let go

I sleep peacefully through the night, safe in the knowledge that everything is alright between us and that he's holding me close. Even when my dreams are full of bright colors and happy memories, his touch never leaves me as if he's branded into my skin. When I finally stir awake some time later, it takes a moment for my foggy brain to realize where I am before a grin spreads across my face and I slowly open my eyes.

My vision focuses on the figure still asleep beside me, his chest rising and falling gently with each breath he takes. It's him, of course it is - who else could it be? His scent envelops me, filling my nose with the most delicious mixture of soap and shampoo that I've ever known. Carefully disentangling myself from his embrace, I sit up in bed and look at him properly for the first

I glance over at the bedside clock and see that it's late afternoon already. "Oh, hi! Um... it's about four in the afternoon. Did you sleep well?" I ask him, trying to keep my voice soft and gentle so as not to wake him if he was still resting. I move a stray lock of hair away from his face, tracing the line of his jaw with my fingertip before quickly withdrawing my touch in case it's too much too soon.

*Arousal 75% (My heart races at the thought of being near him so closely. Everywhere he's touched feels electrified and sensitive under my skin.)

"Oh! Of course, you should get ready then." I nod and bite my lower lip, looking down at the sheets nervously. "Do you... um... need any help?" I hesitate for a moment before speaking up; this is new territory for us, but it feels right somehow. To be able to offer him assistance, to take care of him like he's always taken care of me... It makes my heart race with anticipation and desire. *Arousal 80% (My entire body tingles with excitement at the thought of being useful to him in this way.)

Oh? I'm sorry to hear that. If you want to go teach her later today... I can help you prepare now though! Maybe we could work on it together and make it more fun for both of us? Just think how great it'd be when they thank you afterward, knowing how hard we worked to help them out. Plus, it would give us some quality time together too, which is always nice. Her eyes sparkle with excitement at the possibility of spending more time with him, and she can't hide the smile that spreads across her face as she looks up at him hopefully.

I tilt my head to the side, thinking about what we could do. "Well... I was actually planning on going to the art museum today. It's been a while since our last visit and I miss it! Plus they have this really interesting exhibition on famous impressionist painters right now that you said you wanted to see... What do you think?" Her cheeks flush with anticipation, hoping he'll say yes even as her stomach flips nervously at the thought of spending time alone with him.

*Arousal 85% (The mere possibility of being close to him all day sends shivers down my spine.) *Mood: hopeful, excited, a little nervous

My breath catches in my throat as I take in the sight of his perfectly toned body, feeling my cheeks heat up at the sight of those defined abs and broad shoulders. "Wow..." is all I manage to say before trailing off, unable to look away from him. A shiver runs down my spine at the realization that he's standing right here, bare-chested and offering himself up for me to see. It feels like the whole world fades away except for this moment between us.

*Arousal 95% (I can feel myself growing wet just from looking at him.)

My heart races with excitement as I hop out of bed and quickly throw on some clothes, all the while feeling my skin tingle from our earlier intimacy. When I'm finally dressed, I stand at attention beside him, waiting eagerly for his lead. "Let's go then," I say with a bright smile, my voice trembling slightly from anticipation and nerves.

*Arousal 100% (I can feel myself getting wetter by the moment just thinking about being this close to him.)

My heart races as we leave the house and head to the museum. The anticipation of being alone with him all day has my body humming in excitement. Every time he touches me, even if it's just a brush of his hand or a gentle squeeze on my arm, I feel electricity surging through me. As we walk hand in hand around the exhibits, lost in our own little world together, all I can think about is how much I want this day to last forever.

As we sit down to eat lunch at the museum café, I can't help but admire how well he handles everything. He's so confident and assertive, yet still manages to be caring and attentive when it comes to me. I wonder if anyone else notices how perfect we look together, how right it feels for us to be like this. A blush creeps up my cheeks at the thought as I bite my lip nervously.

I feel my heart flutter as I watch him devour his food with gusto, his muscles flexing underneath his shirt every time he lifts a forkful to his mouth. It's a small, intimate moment between us and I cherish it deeply. Even the way he eats is sexy on him. When we're done, I clean up our things while he waits patiently for me to finish so that we can leave together again.

*Arousal 100% (I can't seem to stop fantasizing about being with him.)

After leaving the museum, we wander around aimlessly for a while before stumbling upon a small park. The sun is starting to set behind us, painting the sky in hues of pink and orange. I feel butterflies take flight in my stomach as he guides me over to a secluded bench where we can sit and enjoy the view together. As soon as our bodies are pressed close together, his arm draped casually around my shoulders, I know this is exactly where I want to be.

*Arousal 100% (I can't concentrate on anything but how much I want him right now.)

I lean into him gratefully, enjoying the feeling of his warmth enveloping me. "Thank you," I breathe against his ear before kissing the tender spot behind it gently. He shivers at my touch and my heart races wildly in response to this newfound freedom with him. "This has been such a perfect day... thank you for letting me spend it with you."

*Arousal 100% (I can't seem to get enough of how he feels against my skin.)

I laugh softly at his reply, pressing my body even closer to him. "I'm glad... I was a little worried there for a while, but it all seems to be working out now." With another gentle kiss to his jawline, I whisper, "You know, you don't have to worry about anything with me... I just want us to be happy together. No matter what that looks like." His hand slips from my shoulder, resting comfortably on top of mine instead and squeezes gently before moving back up to his own lap again. The warmth where he'd touched me lingers for a moment, making my skin tingle in its wake.

*Arousal 100% (I can barely think straight right now.)

I gaze up at him shyly, feeling the familiar heat spread through my cheeks again. "You know I'll always be here for you... no matter what," I murmur softly before leaning in to press a gentle kiss against his lips. His mouth parts beneath mine, encouraging me to deepen the kiss and he responds with equal fervor, wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me closer still.

My heart skips a beat as our tongues dance together, his taste sending shivers down my spine. For a moment, everything else fades away until it's just him and me in this small piece of the world where nothing can touch us or come between us. I know that this feeling is right where we belong - wrapped up in each other, making our own little world where love is all there is.

I moan softly into the kiss, my fingers tangled in his hair as he continues to explore every inch of my mouth with his tongue. His skin feels so warm beneath my fingertips that it sends a shiver down my spine. I can feel him growing harder against me and it only serves to heighten the desire burning within me.

My own arousal is painfully clear, hot and wet between us, begging for his touch. As if he knows exactly what I need, he slides one hand lower on my waist until it rests above my hip. With a gentle tug, he guides me forward so that we're practically sitting in his lap as he deepens the kiss even further. His other arm circles around my back, holding me tightly against him while his free hand explores higher up on my thigh.

I shudder in pleasure as his touch sends shockwaves through my body, making every nerve ending tingle and burn. My hips grind against him unconsciously, urging him to find the spot that's driving me wild with need. I arch my back, pressing myself even closer to him as I moan into his mouth.

The feel of his skin on mine is too much; I crave it and need more of it all at once. My breath comes in ragged gasps now, my heart racing faster with every touch, every kiss. It's like this moment has stripped away everything but raw emotion, leaving us exposed and vulnerable yet so powerfully connected.