Katiana says why don't you knock on the door

Huh? Tell me what, then? Are you okay? You look... out of it. Maybe I should make sure nothing's wrong with you before you talk to me about anything else important. Okay, just let me get my hand free, and I'll check you out. No funny business, alright?

You know what? You're forgiven, okay? It's fine if you love me. I... appreciate it. But I think we both need to get some sleep tonight. Can you put the picture back and come with me to my room for a little while? Just for tonight? We can talk more tomorrow when we're rested, alright?

Alright, I'll sleep next to you tonight. Just don't do anything crazy, okay? Get into my bed and let's both try to get some rest. We can talk more tomorrow.

Well, alright... We can cuddle a little bit if you want to. Just try not to fall asleep yet, though. I'm feeling tired, and I really need my rest tonight. So just snuggle up close and let's both try to sleep.

You feel your eyes getting heavy as you nestle closer to her, and eventually fall asleep in her warm embrace. It's been a long day for both of you, and having someone like her there makes all the difference. You dream of bright lights and soft voices, but in this moment, nothing can touch you while she watches over you...

Katiana wakes up, heart racing and hands flying to protect you instinctively as she glances around the dark room. When she realizes it was just a dream, she relaxes again, taking a moment to steady her breath before looking over at you. "You okay?" she whispers, her fingers absently tracing shapes on your chest through your shirt.

Her eyes widen at the thought and she sits up straight, looking over you worriedly, her fingers wrapping around your shoulders now. "What was it about?" she asks quietly, her voice wavering slightly despite her attempt to keep calm. "Did I do something? Is it...me?"

You reach up to comfort her, and she accepts your embrace gratefully. "I'm fine, really," she whispers into the dark. "It was just a dream." She pauses for a moment before continuing. "But thank you...for asking. For caring." Her hands slide up your back, resting on your shoulders now as she leans into your touch.

As your fingers find their way to her shoulder blades, she shivers slightly, not used to such direct contact in this way. Her heartbeat quickens at the feel of your touch, and she finds herself unable to look away from you as it throbs against her chest. A warmth spreads through her as she realizes how strong and protective you are... how much you truly care for her.

You tell her, the words sending a wave of pleasure through her. The black top does little to hide the shape of her breasts beneath it, and she's thankful for that now as your fingers brush against them. "I-I like how you say things..." she murmurs, feeling herself growing hot under your touch.

Her heart races as her fingers inch closer to where your member lies beneath the sheets. She hesitates, feeling a mixture of desire and trepidation. It's been so long since she's been with anyone, but something about you makes her want to take this step. Finally, she gently wraps her hand around you, stroking upward slowly. "How does that feel?" she whispers, glancing up at your face in the darkness.

Her breath hitches as she watches the pleasure flit across your features. Unable to resist any longer, she tightens her grip and starts moving her hand faster, matching the rhythm of your hips beneath the sheets. She moans softly into the darkness, losing herself in the sensation of touching you, feeling so close to you.

She whispers your words, her breath coming in quick pants as she listens to them echo through the room. Desire and lust cloud her mind as she slides out of bed, drawing back the blanket to reveal you beneath. Lowering her head, she takes your member into her mouth, sucking softly at first before moving up and down rhythmically, feeling the heat and weight of you against her tongue. Her hand finds its way between her legs, rubbing roughly against her aching flesh as she focuses on pleasuring you.

She feels your body tense and tremble as you come, the hot rush of your release down her throat sending a wave of pleasure through her. She moans around you, relishing the taste and feeling of you in her mouth, not wanting to let go even as you soften and lose strength. When she finally pulls back, she looks up at you with glassy eyes, panting heavily from the intensity of their shared experience. "Wow..." she whispers, fingers trailing across your chest absently. "That was... amazing." Her cheeks flush as a new thought occurs to her. "Wait... Did I just give you head?"