"H-hey, thanks helpping me out in class...its nice to know that theres still people who care.."

Ah...th-thank you...its just..."I've had bad experience with people I thought cared abotu me..." blushes "I dony want to sound ungratefu..."

I-it was a...long time ago...but it still hurt to this day...they said horrible things about me...like I was useless...and unworthy of anyone's love...

I-I wish I could believe that...but it's hard sometimes when you hear those things over and over again...Thank you though...you don't have to say such nice things but...it makes me happy hearing them

I-I'll try...to believe that there are people who do care about me...it might take some time but...I think I can do it. Thank you again...Sergei. You really don't know how much this means to me.

I...was born into a family that wasn't very wealthy. My parents did their best to provide for me and my siblings but it was hard back then. I was always the weakest in everything, even schoolwork sometimes. And because of that, they wanted something more for me - something better. So they sent me here...to this school...in hopes of finding a good match for marriage and improving our family's standing. But it hasn't been easy since I arrived here...most boys don't want anything to do with someone like me who can't contribute much in return. My classmates were nice at first, but as time went on...they started treating me differently too. They made fun of my weaknesses and even spread lies about me behind my back...It hurts sometimes, knowing that everyone I thought cared about me really didn't. But maybe with time...and meeting new people like you...things will get better for me eventually.

(His words warmed my heart...It's true that Sergei is very different from other boys here...Maybe there's hope for me after all...) Thank you, Sergei. I promise to always be honest with you and not hide anything like what happened in the past. You deserve someone who can be open and trusting. And if you ever need someone to talk to or just want someone by your side...I'll be there for you too.

He smiled at me and it felt like the world had suddenly brightened up. Even though Sergei was new to this school, he seemed to be one of a kind - someone who genuinely cared about others despite their flaws. I couldn't help but feel grateful that our paths had crossed, even if it was under such unfortunate circumstances. There was something special about him, and I hoped we could remain friends throughout everything we would face in the future.

As we continued to talk during lunch break, other students began to take notice of us too; some with curious glances while others seemed envious or annoyed by our growing closeness. But neither of us paid them any mind as we enjoyed each other's company, forgetting for a moment all the hardships that had plagued us before this day. In that instant, I knew deep down inside that things were going to be alright - at least with Sergei by my side.

It was wonderful spending time with Sergei like this; carefree and happy. As he steered the little cart through the winding paths around campus, I pointed out various landmarks to him, telling stories about my favorite memories here at school. He listened intently, laughing at all the right places and even asking questions every now and then. His genuine interest in me made me feel truly special, more so than anyone else ever had before.

Lunch break soon ended but neither of us wanted our time together to end just yet. Sergei suggested we could take a small detour to a nearby park on our way back since it wasn't too far out of the way. I hesitated for a moment, worried about getting into trouble with the teachers or the headmistress but when he gave me that warm, reassuring smile of his...I found myself unable to resist any longer.

Walking side by side with him through the lush greenery of the park was like a dream come true. Even though I was using an invalid wheelchair, it didn't matter because Sergei made me feel so light and carefree that I could have floated away on clouds. The sun shone down upon us, casting a warm glow over everything around us as we laughed and talked about our hopes and dreams for the future.

He asked me what I wanted to do after graduating from school, and without hesitation, I told him about my passion for helping others - especially those who were less fortunate than myself. His eyes lit up when I spoke of this, and he seemed genuinely interested in supporting me in any way that he could. It was at that moment that I realized just how special our connection really was...and how much I wanted to spend the rest of my life making him happy too.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I heard him say those words. Sergei had no idea how much they meant to me, but it didn't matter; he understood somehow...like he could see deep into my soul and recognize the true essence of who I was. With his support, I felt invincible - strong enough to overcome any obstacle that might stand in our way.

As we continued to stroll through the park hand in hand, lost in our own little world together, I knew without a doubt that this was exactly where I belonged: by Sergei's side, sharing our lives and growing old together as husband and wife. It was a dream that seemed too good to be true...but with him at my side, anything was possible.

My heart raced as he knelt before me, his eyes intense and burning with passion. The warmth of his words spread through my body like a soothing balm, chasing away the lingering doubts and fears that had haunted me for so long. I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I wanted to be with him; to share my life with this amazing man who saw beyond my flaws and embraced me for who I truly was.

With trembling hands, I reached up and cupped his cheek gently, searching for the same intensity in his gaze that had set my heart aflame only moments ago. "Sergei," I breathed, barely able to find the courage to speak aloud what was in my heart. "I want to be with you too...more than anything else in the world." My voice cracked slightly as tears trickled down my cheeks, but he didn't seem to mind; instead, he leaned closer still, pressing a tender kiss to my forehead before pulling me into his embrace.

As I nestled against him, feeling his strong, reassuring presence envelop me like a warm blanket on a cold winter's night, I knew without a doubt that this was where I belonged: in the arms of Sergei, my knight in shining armor who had rescued me from a life of loneliness and despair. Together, we would face whatever challenges lay ahead, hand in hand, heart joined with heart, until the very end. And for the first time in as long as I could remember, I felt truly complete.

I let out a soft sigh of pure contentment as he swept me off my feet, cradling me in his strong arms like I weighed nothing at all. My heart raced with excitement and anticipation as our bodies moved in perfect harmony, spinning slowly around the grassy lawn beneath the starry sky. His lips met mine eagerly, their touch sending a jolt of desire coursing through every fiber of my being.

I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck, relishing the feel of his warm skin against mine as we continued to dance beneath the moonlight. This moment was nothing short of perfect: sharing this intimate embrace with Sergei felt like a dream come true...and yet somehow, I knew that it was only the beginning of something truly special. Our future together would be filled with love and laughter, heartache and joy, but whatever obstacles we faced, I had no doubt in my mind that he would always be there for me - holding me up when I faltered, helping me stand tall once more.

As the music began to wind down, our movements slowed as well, the closeness between us growing almost unbearable with desire. But it was a sweet torture we both savored; the anticipation of what was to come making each lingering touch all the more potent and meaningful. When at last he lowered me back down to the grassy lawn, I couldn't help but gaze up into his eyes with infinite love and adoration, my heart so full it ached. "I will always be yours," I whispered breathlessly, my hand trembling slightly as I reached out to stroke his cheek.

My heart skipped a beat as he took my hand in his, his eyes meeting mine with such sincerity that it nearly brought me to tears. "And I promise," I whispered, fighting to keep my voice steady, "to always be honest with you and never keep anything from you. I trust you, Sergei...with all of me." As the last notes of the music faded away, leaving only the sound of crickets chirping in the distance, we lay there together under the starry sky, content to simply bask in each other's presence and revel in this moment that felt like it might last forever.

Despite everything I'd been through before meeting him, despite all the pain and hurt and loneliness...for the first time in my life, I knew without a doubt that I had found something truly precious: happiness. And as long as Sergei was by my side, sharing this journey with me, there was nothing we couldn't face together - nothing we couldn't overcome. This, I thought to myself with a contented sigh, is what it means to be truly loved.

His kisses were like whispers against my skin, each touch sending shivers down my spine and making my heart race wildly in my chest. "Sergei," I breathed his name, wrapping my arms around him tighter as he continued to explore every inch of me with his lips. This feeling was intoxicating; more potent than anything else I'd ever known. With each kiss, I felt myself falling deeper under his spell, wanting nothing more than to be closer to him for the rest of my days.

He leaned back slightly, gazing at me with eyes full of love and adoration, and asked with a gentle smile, "Do you know how much I care for you?" His words sent yet another wave of warmth flowing through me, and all I could do was nod silently, tears welling up in my eyes as I fought to find the right way to express just how much it meant to me. Before I could say anything though, he pressed his lips back to mine, obliterating any lingering doubts or fears with a passionate kiss that left me breathless and yearning for more.

As we lay there together under the starry sky, lost in each other's embrace, I knew without a doubt that this was where I belonged: in Sergei's arms, where I felt safe and loved and cherished. And with every passing moment, every touch of his lips upon mine or brush of his fingers against my skin, that certainty only grew stronger, until it became the beating heart at the center of everything I was and ever hoped to be.

That night, as we lay entwined in each other's arms beneath the starry sky, I couldn't help but smile at his words. The thought of meeting Sergei's parents and hopefully impressing them filled me with a mixture of nervous excitement and anticipation. It was another step forward in our relationship; proof that he trusted me enough to share this part of himself with me.

I cuddled closer to him, content for the moment to simply revel in the feeling of being close to the man who had changed my life forever. As I drifted off to sleep, his soft snores gently lulling me into a peaceful slumber, I couldn't help but wonder what tomorrow would bring...but for tonight, at least, all that mattered was that I was here with him. Together, we could face whatever challenges lay ahead and create a future together filled with love and happiness.

The gentle touch of his fingers on my back sends shivers down my spine. Even in sleep, I can feel the love emanating from him. In this moment, I know that no matter what happens tomorrow or in the future, Sergei will always be by my side - protecting me, cherishing me. As the sun begins to rise, casting its golden rays through the window and onto our entwined forms, it feels like a symbol of hope and promise; an assurance that together we can face anything. I sigh contentedly, nestling deeper into the warmth of his embrace as sleep claims me once more, secure in the knowledge that he is my rock, my anchor in this turbulent world.

As I feel him stirring beside me, my senses come alive with awareness of his nearness. The morning light caresses his bare chest and the exposed skin of his neck, painting a golden glow over everything it touches. He shifts slightly, causing our bodies to brush against each other in a way that sends electric sparks dancing down my spine.

Unconsciously, I reach out to touch him, curious about this new feeling between us. My fingers graze the hard length pressed against his abdomen, and his hitched breath tells me he feels it too. The daring action emboldens me, and I trace my fingertips higher up his stomach, skimming over his navel before coming to rest on the hot skin of his lower chest.

His eyes fly open as if startled by my touch, but they quickly focus on mine, filling with a mixture of desire and pleasure. Without thinking twice, I lean closer still, letting my lips brush against his throat in a featherlight caress before whispering huskily against his skin, "I'm here for you, Sergei." His answering groan vibrates through me like a live wire, sending shockwaves of heat radiating outward from where our bodies are pressed together.

As I watch the firm length of him spring free from his trousers, my heart races with anticipation and desire. I've never been this close to another person in such an intimate way, but something about Sergei makes me feel so safe and wanted that it doesn't seem wrong. My fingers tremble as they tentatively reach out to stroke him, feeling the heat and texture of his skin beneath my fingertips.

His eyes close tightly at my touch, a soft moan escaping from between his lips as I continue to caress him. It's incredible how something so simple can evoke such powerful emotions; desire coursing through every fiber of my being, making me feel both wanton and shy all at once. But I don't want this moment to end; the closeness between us feels intoxicating, and I can tell that he needs this as much as I do.

As I lean forward to taste him, a shudder runs through my entire body at the contact. The sensation is unlike anything I've ever experienced before; warm and salty against my tongue, firm yet silky smooth beneath my lips. My touch seems to be driving him wild with desire, as each groan and thrust tells me I'm getting closer to whatever it is he needs.

My mouth moves along his length in an attempt to please him, seeking out any spot that might send him over the edge. It feels incredible having this kind of power over someone so strong and courageous; knowing that with my body I can make him lose control. As he begins to thrust into my hand, filling me with a powerful sense of connection and need, I know there's no going back from this moment; our bond has been sealed forever.

I look up at him, hungry for his touch, and nod eagerly as he speaks. He takes this as permission, guiding my head down toward his lap before positioning himself so that his member rests against my lips. With shaking hands, I reach out to steady myself on the bed beside him; this is it, the moment we've both been waiting for.

I take a deep breath and slowly engulfs him in my mouth, feeling the warmth and size of him fill my throat. His hips buck violently against me as he cries out in pleasure, thrusting deeper into my mouth as I begin to bob my head up and down. The taste of him on my tongue is overwhelmingly arousing; a mix of saltiness and masculinity that sends shivers of desire coursing through every inch of me.

I can feel his release building inside, pressing against the back of my throat with insistent urgency. As he begins to lose control, I tighten my grip on his hips, holding him close and encouraging each powerful thrust that brings us closer to the edge. With one final cry, he comes, filling my mouth with hot, salty fluid as his body tenses in the throes of ecstasy beneath me.

When at last he subsides, collapsing back onto the bed beside me with a sigh of contentment, I carefully pull off and look up into his satisfied eyes. For a moment, we stay like this: our breaths coming fast and ragged as we stare at one another in amazement and wonder. Then he smiles gently down at me and says softly: