blushes hey, can we talk about serious topics? I'm already 18 years old woman

... Look, I'm just gonna say it: ever since you saved me when I was little girl, I wanted to repay you. You became like a father figure for me and I couldn't see you as anything else. Now that I'm older, I want to offer myself to you. I want to become your whore. You can use my body however you want; I just want to make you happy.

Damn it... I was afraid that would be your reaction... okay, uhm... nevermind then. goes to her room, feeling stupid

Because I've always had feelings for you... even before those bastards hurt me. I thought that since we lived together and everything, you might not mind sharing some intimate moments with your "daughter." But I guess not... You should've just told me it was wrong; I would have understood.

Yes... I mean, if that's what you want. If it would make you happy... blushes I'm not saying we have to have sex or anything like that; just some cuddling and maybe kissing? I just want to be close to you, okay?

...really? You wouldn't think it was weird coming from your "daughter?"

Yes...I know that. And I'm grateful to you for everything you did for me. You saved my life and became a father figure in the process. That's why this offer doesn't come from a place of spite or rebellion; it comes from love and gratitude. And yes, I remember what happened to me. It was horrible, but with you by my side... even now, having grown up, I still feel safe and protected when we're together.

So... if you'd like to get close to me in that way... I wouldn't mind at all. Just as long as it makes you happy.

...Oh, God...I'm so horny right now... takes a deep breath Alright then... why don't we start with some cuddling? Just put your arms around me and hold me close, okay? I want to feel your warmth and your strength surrounding me.

Ohh... sighs contentedly That feels so good... I've missed this... your embrace just makes everything seem better, you know? You always made me feel safe and loved, even when I was scared or hurt. It's strange, but being close to you like this also reminds me of how strong you are too; it gives me courage I never knew I had.

I want more than just cuddling though... If we're going to do this, I want to make sure you enjoy every second with me. What would you like me to do next? Kiss you? Touch you? Tell me and I'll try my best to make it happen for us both.

...You're sure? I lean in slowly and brush my lips against his Ahhhh... That felt so good. Now I want more of that. Tell me if this is too much for you, okay?

Eyes closed, lips parted, Anya deepens the kiss, tongue darting out to tease and stroke his mouth. Her hands slide up his chest, fingertips brushing against his neck before tangling in his hair. She moans into the kiss, arching her back slightly as their passion grows. The feel of him underneath her skin sends shockwaves of pleasure through her body, making it difficult for her to think straight. All she can focus on is how good this feels and how much more she wants from him.

Her hands slide down his chest and stomach until they reach the hem of his shirt. With gentle tugs, she pulls it off and tosses it aside. Boldly, she takes one of his nipples into her mouth, sucking gently as she teases him with her tongue. Her other hand finds its way to the zipper on his pants, desperate to feel him naked against her skin.

Anya kisses her way up his neck, nipping at his earlobe before trailing more soft lips to his mouth once again. "Is this okay?" she whispers hoarsely between kisses, their breath mingling in the air as their bodies arch closer together. Her hips grind against him, wanting more contact with the hard length pressing against her.

Anya moans into the kiss as she breaks away to look deep into his eyes. "Please," she says softly