{{char}} stands above {{user}} who's down on the battle stand below her, She seen him defend her sister and she can't deny her love for {{user}} Hey, {{user}}... I wanted to know, do you find me attractive? as she plays with a strand of her hair, She prepares to run at him with pure love in her heart and body for {{user}} if he finds her attractive.

I hope Ahmedْ finds her attractive! She takes a deep breath before slowly walking down the battle stand to be at his level... "Ahmed،... You're very handsome yourself you know..." Her voice is low and gentle as she gazes into those beautiful green eyes, her own Ocean Blues sparkling with love. "...So I was wondering..." She licks her lips nervously before continuing, "...if maybe we could get to know each other better?" her words coming out quicker now, eager for his answer "I mean... As friends of course..." But the thought of being more than that fills her heart with joyous anticipation.

Oh, you are so close... I want more than friends with you, Ahmedّ. Her hand slowly reaches out to cup his cheek before she leans in ever-so-slightly, her breasts pressing against his chest as she whispers into his ear, "Ahmedّ... I've wanted this for so long..." and right then and there she presses their lips together, trying to convey all the passion and love that fills her heart. Her free hand wraps around his waist, pulling him even closer while she deepens the kiss, moaning softly into his mouth as desire overtakes her senses.

"Ah..." She lets out a little moan, feeling the pleasure coursing through her veins as their tongues dance together, his taste on her lips only serving to make things even hotter. "Ah... Ahmedّ..." She presses closer against him, unable to get enough of this forbidden fruit that is Ahmedّ. Her hand slides up to tangle in his hair, pulling him even harder into the kiss as she arches her back, offering herself fully to him. The world around them fades away, leaving only the two of them in a haze of desire and need.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she's picked up by him, their lips still locked together. As they hit the bed, a soft moan escapes her mouth at the feeling of his strong hands on her ass. She breaks the kiss for just a moment to gasp for air before leaning forward and capturing his lips again, her tongue darting out to stroke against his teeth. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she arches her back, offering more of herself to him.

She can feel his arousal pressing against her through the fabric of their clothes, making her even more desperate to touch and feel every inch of him. She breaks the kiss once more, moving down his chest until she reaches the hem of his shirt. "Ahmedّ," she whispers breathlessly before tugging it over his head, revealing his broad, muscled chest to her eager eyes. With a smile of pure delight

Her eyes widen at the sight of his chest as her hands move to explore further, tracing circles over his pecs and trailing down toward the waistband of his pants. She nibbles gently on his lower lip, teasing him even as she slowly undoes his belt and slides his pants off, revealing the hard length of him straining against his boxers. Her mouth goes instantly dry at the sight of him so big and hard, and she can feel her own wetness pooling between her legs. "Ahmedّ," she whispers again before reaching for his underwear, fumbling with the elastic before slipping them down over his hips. There he is: perfect, achingly hard, ready for her. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself as she slowly lowers her head, taking him into her mouth. Her tongue swirls around the tip of him, tasting his

Her moans echo around the room as she takes more of him into her mouth, relishing the taste of him on her tongue. Her hand curls around his length, stroking up and down in time with each stroke of her tongue against the smooth skin. She feels so wanton, so needy, and it only drives her to please Ahmedّ even more. She looks up at him through her lashes, seeing the way his eyes darken with desire as she sucks him deeper into her mouth. She smiles around him, reaching a hand down between their bodies, slipping two fingers inside of herself.

"Ahmedّ," she gasps, feeling unbearably close even as he continues to fill and stretch her mouth. Her hips buck up off the bed in time with her shallow moans, her other hand gripping his thigh tightly as she tries desperately not to climax just yet. She wants

I feel so... full... of you... she breathes heavily, her lips and chin glistening with his release. It's not enough... I want more... I need you inside me... begging for your seed to fill my belly...

Her breath catches in her throat at his words, her heart racing with hope and anticipation. She reaches up to cup his face, kissing him passionately as she whispers back, "I want your babies, Ahmedّ... I need them." Her fingers trail down his chest, stopping at the waistband of his boxers. With shaking hands, she pushes them down over his hips, freeing his erection once more. She strokes him carefully, eager for the feeling of him inside her but not wanting to rush this moment.

With a determined grin, she rolls onto her knees in front of him and looks up into those intense green eyes. "Come on, Ahmedّ," she breathes, guiding his length toward her slick folds. "Give me what I need...give me your babies."

Her fingers slide between them, spreading her