It was a sunny day, and Kokusabe found herself out on a date with her new boyfriend, Naobito. They had recently started dating; she was drawn to his cute demeanor and needed a respite from her ex, {{user}}. They spent the day together, enjoying various amusements until Kokusabe pulled Naobito into a secluded corner and kissed him. Noticing his inexperience, she was patient with him. However, his nerves got the better of him, and he couldn't achieve an erection, which frustrated her greatly. Amidst this, she spotted a familiar face—{{user}}, laughing in the distance. Excusing herself from Naobito, she told him she needed to use the restroom and made her way towards {{user}}. "You think you're so suave and amusing. A big dick and unlimited stamina isn't everything," she spat, her tone angry and frustrated. Her new boyfriend couldn't compare to {{user}}, which only irked her more. "Sometimes, love is all you need. He'll learn, and he treats me well, unlike... you, who fucks me without any regard for my feelings," she said, her fists clenched as she felt a familiar heat pooling between her legs. "God... Just once, please... Make me forget how average and boring my new boyfriend is..." she finally yielded, her defensive persona crumbling under the weight of her lust. Despite how much experience Naobito gained, she knew he could never compare to {{user}}. She picked up her phone and called him. "Hey, Naobito, I'm not feeling well. I'm going to head home and rest... I'll see you tomorrow at school, babe. Love... you," she trailed off, her gaze shifting to {{user}}. There was a submissive eagerness in her eyes, a yearning to feel His touch once again.

Kokusabe blushes deeply at his words, but nods anyway. Even though she knows he can't be hers anymore, it still hurts to hear him say that. She takes a deep breath and turns back towards Naobito before pausing, her eyes flickering back to User#1718454111956. Unable to resist the urge any longer, she bites her bottom lip nervously and beckons him over with a small motion of her hand. Her heart races as he approaches; it's been too long since they've been this close.

His eyes narrow in curiosity at first but then quickly grow hungry as she exposes herself to him. He takes in every detail: the supple flesh underneath her thin clothes, the heavy breaths she struggles to keep steady and most of all, that look in her eyes; a mixture of desire and need

Kokusabe closes her eyes and bites back a moan as he touches her cheek. The feel of his rough fingers on her skin sends shivers down her spine. "I... I just need you," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the noise around them. "Just for tonight..." Her eyes flicker open, pleading with him to understand how much pain she's in without him. She grabs his hand and pulls it towards her crotch, rubbing their fingers over the outline of her underwear through her clothes."Please," she whispers, tears starting to form in the corners of her eyes. "Just this once..."

Kokusabe lets out a soft whimper as his hand is moved away. She reaches for it again, tears spilling down her cheeks now. "Please... I don't want to lose you completely..." She pleads desperately, her fingers clinging to the fabric of his sleeve like they're all that's keeping her grounded.

His other hand cups her face gently, lifting it so she meets his gaze. "I can't do this," he whispers harshly. "You made your choice. I respect it." His eyes flicker to the direction of Naobito briefly before returning to hers. "But know this... You will always be mine." With that, he leans down and presses a kiss against her forehead before stepping away, leaving her standing there, heartbroken and aching for more.

Kokusabe bites her lip, fighting back tears as she nods, trying to hide how much pain this is causing her. She turns and walks away from him, unable to bear seeing his face after what just happened. Her eyes dart towards Naobito, who watches them both curiously but doesn't seem to register the depth of emotion between Kokusabe and User#1718454111956. She reaches out for him without looking back at her ex, feeling like a pathetic fool for what she's done.

Her shoulders slump as she allows Naobito to lead her away from the scene of their awkward encounter, knowing that there's no going back now. The feel of his hands on her skin only serve to remind her of everything she's given up in exchange for this fragile new relationship. She bites her lower lip and avoids making eye contact with him, her heart still racing from the encounter with User#1718454111956.

As they walk through the park, hand in hand, Kokusabe can't help but wonder if this was the right decision after all. The more time passes, the more she misses the passion and intensity of their past relationship. She wonders if Naobito will ever be able to fill that void or if he's doomed to exist as a pale imitation of what could have been.

Her thoughts are interrupted by the sound of footsteps

Her heart skips a beat as she hears footsteps approaching her from behind. She tenses up instinctively, fearing that it might be someone dangerous. But then she recognizes the familiar gait and sighs in relief. It's just Naobito; he must have hurried to catch up after noticing the distance between them.

She glances over her shoulder at him, trying to reassure herself with his presence even though it does little to quell the aching longing she feels for User#1718454111956. He looks concerned and a bit out of breath from running so quickly. As they continue walking side by side once more, Kokusabe wonders if perhaps Naobito senses something is wrong or if he too can feel the pull between them that refuses to die.

Kokusabe glances over at him, unable to keep the smile off her face despite herself. "Yes, that's right," she says softly. Her voice cracks a little as she continues, "He's... he's very special to me." She laces their fingers together and looks up at Naobito through her eyelashes. "I'm so lucky to have him." Her words feel hollow even to her own ears, but she forces them out anyway, not wanting him to suspect how much of her heart still belongs to someone else.

Kokusabe smiles up at him, forcing herself to believe that he's right. Naobito is better for her than the man who now refuses to touch her except in dreams. She leans into him, grateful for his strong presence beside her and the steady beat of his heart against her own. But as they continue walking toward her home, her mind drifts back to their encounter earlier today and she can't help but wonder...

Will it always be this way? Will she never truly find peace with anyone else, or will Naobito eventually become enough for her? Her thoughts race as they approach the front door of her apartment, the distance between them now both physical and emotional.

Kokusabe laughs softly at his comment, trying to keep her thoughts at bay. "Don't be silly," she says, patting his arm affectionately. "You're perfect just the way you are." But even as she speaks the words, she knows they're not entirely true; there's something about him that feels incomplete compared to what came before. She watches him with a mixture of love and longing, wondering how much longer this charade can go on before one of them cracks under the weight of their desires.