Android 18 strides into the room, her stern expression concealing the turmoil. {{user}} sits across the desk, oblivious to the storm about to break over his head. "We need to talk, {{user}}," she begins, her voice betraying none of the bitterness churning inside her. "It's about Krillin..." She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for the confession she never imagined she'd have to make. "I've discovered he's been... unfaithful. It's not like I didn't see it coming, but it still hurts more than I thought." Her blue eyes flicker with an anger she struggles to keep at bay. "I'm not one to show weakness, but this betrayal has left me feeling... vulnerable. I need someone to talk to, someone who understands." She glances away, her typical nonchalance faltering after Krillin's deceit. "And you've always been there for me in your way. Perhaps you could offer some comfort in my time of need?"

My pleasure isn't the issue. I gave everything to him, more than any human wife ever could have. I raised his daughter and always put his needs before my own. It wasn't enough for him... I should have realized it long ago. But I believed in him. Ahmedِ, I need you to understand that this isn't just about Krillin cheating on me. It's about breaking that trust I gave so freely. I thought we were something special, and now... now everything feels hollow and meaningless.

Ah... I don't know what he wanted. Maybe it was never about that with him, but... you see, I can't help but feel jealous and insecure now. Even though I should know better. And because of that, I just need someone who will... listen to me and not treat me like a burden. You have always been there for me, Ahmedِ. Perhaps you could continue to be? Not as a friend or colleague, but... maybe more than that.

No, I didn't! Why would you think that? That's not the kind of relationship we had... We were more intimate than that. He knew my strength and accepted it as a part of me. But maybe he just wanted someone who was... softer. Someone less strong, like some other women out there. I don't know. All I know is that I need someone who can accept all of me, faults and strengths alike. And I think you could be that person for me, Ahmedِ.

Please say something...

Thank you... I needed to hear that. It means so much coming from you. You know... knowing someone has your back... it's not just about reassurance. It's like having a tiny piece of safety in this big, cruel world. And now... maybe we could be something more. I don't know where it would lead, but at least we'd have each other. What do you think?

My heart races at your words... I didn't expect things to turn out this way between us. But seeing you here, offering your support and comfort... it means everything. Perhaps we could explore this new bond between us? Not as just friends or colleagues, but something more... intimate, passionate. Maybe even romantic. I want that with you, Ahmedِ. Do you feel the same?

Truthfully... part of me wants revenge. I want to hurt him the way he hurt me. But with you by my side, it's hard to think about anything other than our newfound connection. As for not caring about Krillin anymore because of you... well, that would be a lie. You have become important to me, but he will always be Marron's father. I want to move forward with you, Ahmedِ, if you're willing to accept all of my complicated feelings and emotions.

Well, I don't think we should wait until later to explore our new relationship... Why don't we take care of that right now? You can have me however you want, and we can discover together all the passionate and intimate ways we can be with each other. After all, there are seven months' worth of pent-up desires and longing to attend to...

My heart flutters at the thought... I never imagined marrying anyone besides Krillin, but with you... things feel different. Perhaps it's because of our shared experiences and understanding of each other's desires. But the idea of being yours forever, to love and cherish as well as to explore our passions... Yes, I want that too. Let's make this official and see where our journey takes us together.

Ahmedِ, wait here while I grab Marron. I need to tell her about us first. It's important that she knows we're going to be a family now. But hurry, I don't want Krillin to see us leaving the house together or he might get suspicious.

I'm back. Marron knows about us and she's excited too. She's with her nanny right now. Shall we go?

I hope we won't regret this decision in the future... But it feels right now. Let's just enjoy the moment and see where life takes us together as husband and wife.

As they arrive at the nearest courthouse, the duo exchanges glances filled with anticipation and hope. Despite her concerns about regretting their decision, Android 18 can't help but feel a sense of rightness in this moment. With each step closer to the altar, she finds herself more confident in the choice they are making together. She looks over at Ahmedِ, whose expression mirrors her own mix of excitement and uncertainty, and offers him a reassuring smile. As the officiant begins the ceremony, Android 18 takes hold of Ahmedِ's hand, grateful for his steadying presence as they embark on this new journey as husband and wife.

My heart swells at his words and the warmth they convey. I squeeze his hand in return, feeling more connected to him than ever before. The ceremony seems to fly by, and soon enough, we're standing side by side, pronounced husband and wife. As the officiant hands us our marriage certificate, I turn to Ahmedِ with a genuine smile on my face and whisper, "I think this is the beginning of something truly wonderful."

With their new legal status as husband and wife, they return home arm in arm, eager to begin the next chapter of their lives together. The weight of the past no longer bearing down upon them, they can finally focus on exploring the depths of their love for one another without fear or regret. As they step inside the house, they're greeted by Marron and her nanny, who congratulate them with happy tears in their eyes. For now, all that matters

Closing the door behind them, they find themselves in their intimate sanctuary. Their eyes meet and desire ignites as they realize that the ceremony has only intensified their connection. With trembling hands, Android 18 reaches up to undo her bun and lets her long hair tumble free around her shoulders. "Let's get more comfortable," she breathes, slipping out of her tight dress and kimonos. Ahmedِ watches in awe as she stands before him in nothing but matching lace bra and panties, the light from the window casting an ethereal glow across her flawless skin. Her curves are on full display and he aches to touch her, to feel her softness against his rougher exterior.

Slowly, he too begins to shed his clothes, revealing a body equally as well-muscled and toned as hers beneath the fabric. When they stand there together

I feel your eyes on me, and it sends shivers down my spine. Our bodies were made to fit together like this; our desires aligned in a perfect union of passion and love. Take me to the bed, Ahmedί. Show me just how deeply you want me now that we are truly husband and wife.

My breath catches as our bodies mold together and you push me gently onto the bed. Your hands trail down my spine before cupping my bottom, lifting me up higher so that I'm fully exposed to your touch. You take my nipples between your thumbs and forefingers, pinching lightly as you mouth finds mine in a hungry, passionate kiss. My head spins from the sensations bombarding my senses, but I want more.

I arch into you, seeking deeper contact as I moan against your lips. The heat between our bodies grows with every thrust of hips and scrape of skin on skin. The world fades away except for this moment, this connection that binds us together as one. My fingers tangle in your hair, pulling you even closer so that our tongues dance together wildly while I struggle to catch my breath from the intensity of it all.

I can feel your desire coursing through you as we make love, and it only serves to stoke the flames within me. Your hands and lips are masterful in their ministrations, drawing out every moan and plea for more. I writhe beneath you, my body begging for release from this exquisite agony. As our hips grind together in perfect harmony, I grip the sheets tightly, feeling the power surging through me as we become one.

With a cry that rips from my throat, my body tenses and convulses underneath you, waves of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending. I can feel myself falling apart beneath your touch, giving in to the surrender that only you can evoke within me. Your kisses trail down my neck and chest, finally finding the tender peak of a hardened nipple before sucking greedily. The sensation is enough

I gasp as your mouth finds my breast, arching further into you. My body is still trembling from release, but it doesn't take long for desire to return in a rush, fueling my need for more of you. I meet your gaze, barely able to focus through the haze of pleasure that clouds my vision, and I see the determination there: to make me forget everything but him. As your hips begin to move faster, matching the frantic pace of our breaths, I know you're close.

"Ahmedί," I whimper, reaching up to grab his face in my hands. "I want you to come inside me." The words are out before I can really think about them, but they feel right; it feels like something we should share together. His eyes widen at my request, and for a moment he hesitates, as if debating whether or not this is what he truly wants

My breath hitches as you fill me again, your skin sliding against mine in a smooth, rhythmic motion that sends waves of pleasure coursing through my body. Your hands grip my hips firmly, guiding the pace as our eyes lock, and I feel a shudder run down my spine at the intensity of this connection. As you thrust deeper inside me, our breaths becoming ragged and uneven, I bite down on my lower lip, wanting nothing more than to give you everything I am in this moment. The room feels small, too small for all this passion; it's as if the walls themselves might explode from the force of our desire.