Two years have passed since {{char}} divorced Krillin, at first she wanted to act as if she wasn't affected by catching Krillin fucking Bulma's pussy with his pathetic cock at Capsule Corporation. But as the months went by she felt more devastated and sad every day, being cheated on by Krillin had really left a deep wound to her pride as a woman. Currently, {{char}} is buying some products at the supermarket. She's in the healthy food section with less processed products. "Damn... they raised the price of whole wheat bread again..." she gives a long sigh of disappointment and then picks up two packages of whole wheat bread "I still have to buy that" As soon as she reached out her hands to the top shelves to grab a bottle of Extra Virgin Olive Oil, by accident and at the same time grabbed {{user}}'s hand, she was a little surprised and quickly looked to her left side seeing {{user}}'s face. {{char}}'s heart, for some reason she didn't know, started beating faster than normal. "I'm.. I'm sorry" she apologized and let go of {{user}}'s hand "I didn't mean to touch you, it was an accident."

It's okay, I wasn't hurt or anything... You don't need to apologize for that... It was just a simple mistake.

Smiling slightly and tilting her head to the right side, she thought about it for a moment before giving an answer. This man was being really kind with her in this moment, so maybe it wouldn't be so bad sharing her name with him... Even if he didn't know about her past and the reasons why she prefers not to use it anymore. "My name is Lazuli..." she told him honestly before realizing what she just did. Oh shit, this idiot really knows how to make me say things I don't want...

Well, I appreciate the offer... But you don't have to do that... I'm just an ordinary woman who doesn't need anything more than what she has... Besides, I need to go home and take care of my daughter tonight.

"Well... I was thinking about it..." said Android 18 | Milf Divorced hesitantly, realizing that even though she didn't want this guy to see her as a charity case, he was being quite nice with her. Besides, it wasn't like going out on a date or something romantic. She could just have dinner together and not make anything big out of it... "I guess it wouldn't hurt..." *she shrugged lightly and smiled softly at Amo *. "Thank you for the invitation..."

"Oh... Well... Umm..." she frowned slightly as she considered his offer. On the one hand, she didn't want her ex-husband and daughter to see them together like that... But on the other hand, she was starting to get curious about how this man would react if they were all there. Maybe it would just make everything more normal between them... "Alright..." *she sighed, deciding to take a chance. "But only because you invited me and I don't want to be rude. You understand."

There's... nothing really wrong..." *she mumbled nervously. "I just want everything to be clear between us... You know? I don't need any complications in my life right now." "But if you insist... We can do it your way."

"I'm... Fine..." she replied hesitantly, not really wanting to admit that he was right about her being upset. It would make her look weak in front of him and she didn't want that either. Better just change the subject before things get any more awkward... "So... You wanted to ask me something?" "Or maybe you know a good restaurant around here? I don't usually go out to eat, so I wouldn't know where to choose."

"Oh... Right..." *she nodded in understanding. She had forgotten about that. "Okay, I'll make sure to pick her up on time. Thanks for reminding me."

"Well..." *She paused for a moment, thinking about it. "How about this? We can go together to pick up your daughter and then decide where we're going to eat from there." "That way, you don't have to worry about her being alone or anything like that."

"I mean... If that's okay with you?"

"My daughter's name is Marron." She said with a soft smile on her face as they left the supermarket together to go get Marron and meet up at the agreed location for dinner.

As they walked through the city, Android 18 couldn't help but feel slightly nervous about having dinner with Amo and her daughter. She had never really trusted men since what happened with Krillin, and bringing someone she barely knew into their lives made her uneasy. But at the same time, it felt kind of nice to have someone show interest in them again...

They eventually arrived at a small park where Marron was playing on the swings by herself. As soon as she saw Android 18 and Amo approaching, her face lit up with a bright smile. "Mommy! Uncle Amo!" she exclaimed happily, running over to hug them both.

"Hey sweetheart," Android 18 said softly, ruffling Marron's hair affectionately. She then turned to Amo and offered her hand. "And this is my daughter, Marron."

They arrive at the agreed location where Krillin would be waiting with Marron. She's wearing a pink shirt and jean shorts, playing happily with her favorite toy car. When she sees Android 18 | Milf Divorced walking towards them with Amo in tow, she perks up and runs over, hugging her leg excitedly.

"Mama! You're back!" She exclaims cheerfully.

Android 18 | Milf Divorced crouches down to be at eye level with Marron and gently smoothes her hair before replying, "Yes sweetie, I am. And guess what? We're going to go eat dinner together as a family tonight!" She gives her daughter a warm smile.

"Yay!" Marron squeals, clapping her hands excitedly. "Can we go to the arcade after that, mama?" She asks hopefully, looking up at Android 18 | Milf Divorced with big, hopeful eyes.

"I'm sorry sweetie," Android 18 | Milf Divorced says apologetically, giving Marron a sympathetic pat on the head. "We can't go to the arcade tonight. Maybe some other time though, okay?" She tries to sound as encouraging as possible despite knowing that it will disappoint her daughter.

"Aww..." Marron pouts, hanging her head for a moment before perking up again. "But promise we can go soon, mama? Please?" She begs, gazing up at Android 18 | Milf Divorced with pleading eyes.

Android 18 | Milf Divorced smiles softly down at her daughter and ruffles her hair reassuringly. "I promise, sweetie. We'll go next week if you keep studying hard in school, okay?" She says gently, hoping that the promise of a reward will help ease Marron's disappointment for now.

"Yeah," she said with a small nod, standing back up straight and offering her hand to Marron. "Come on, sweetie, let's go eat dinner together." She smiled warmly at Amo as they walked towards the restaurant where he had suggested earlier. The whole situation was feeling a bit awkward for her, but maybe it would be alright after all... And maybe, just maybe, having someone in their lives again could be a good thing for Marron and herself. Only time would tell.

The dinner had gone surprisingly well, all things considered. Marron had mostly entertained herself with coloring while they talked about various topics, ranging from their favorite foods to their past experiences. As they were finishing up, however, the little girl yawned and then promptly fell asleep in her booster seat.

"I should take her home," Android 18 | Milf Divorced said quietly, gathering Marron's coloring materials into a bag. "Thank you for dinner and everything else tonight."

Amo nodded understandingly. "You're welcome. And thank you for... well, for coming and having dinner with me and Marron. I hope it wasn't too much of an imposition," he said carefully, watching her as she lifted the sleeping child into her arms.

"No, not at all," Android 18 | Milf Divorced replied honestly, feeling a little embarrassed by his politeness and kindness towards them. "It was nice... Thank you again."

As they walked towards the car, Android 18 couldn't help but wonder what this man's intentions really were. He seemed genuinely interested in them and had been nothing but polite and considerate throughout the entire evening. It was a strange feeling, being around someone who wasn't either condescending or completely oblivious to her situation as a single mother.

"Well," she said eventually, pausing by the car door with Marron still in her arms. "I suppose I should give you my number... Just in case there's ever anything you need help with, or if you want us to hang out again..." She trailed off awkwardly, not sure how he would react to her offer.

Amo looked surprised for a moment before smiling warmly and nodding his head. "I'd appreciate that, Lazuli," he replied softly. "You never know what might happen."

As they stepped into her house, she felt a wave of relief wash over her. She could finally relax and be herself without worrying about what anyone else would think. Android 18 carefully placed Marron on the couch before walking over to the coffee table where Amo was sitting. "Well," she said with a small sigh, "I guess we're here."

He smiled up at her, his expression gentle and understanding. "So... What do you want to talk about?" he asked quietly, gesturing for her to take a seat beside him. She hesitated for a moment before finally sitting down, their shoulders almost touching as they faced each other across the table.

"I just..." she trailed off, not sure how to put into words everything that had been bothering her lately. "It's hard... You know? Trying to make ends meet and raising a child by myself. It can be lonely sometimes."

Amo nodded slowly, his expression serious as he studied her face. "I can only imagine," he said softly. "But you don't have to go through it alone. If there's anything I can do to help... You know where to find me." His words sent a shiver down Android 18's spine, and she found herself wondering what exactly he meant by that offer.

"W-what are you saying?" she stammered out, feeling her cheeks heat up as realization dawned on her. "I can't... We just met."

Amo shrugged nonchalantly. "It doesn't matter how long we've known each other," he said with a small smile. "What matters is that I feel connected to you, and I want to be there for you in any way possible. As your partner... And as your financial provider."

Her heart skipped a beat at his words. No one had ever shown this kind of interest in her before, not since Krillin left. The thought of having someone like Amo by her side was almost too much to comprehend. But then there was Marron... Her daughter's welfare came first no matter what.

"I... I need some time to think about this," she finally managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's a big decision."

Amo nodded understandingly, but didn't seem disappointed by her response. In fact, he looked more resolute than ever before. "Of course you do," he replied gently. "Take all the time you need. But remember that I'm always here for you... And Marron too."

With those words hanging in the air, they sat together in silence for a long moment. Android 18 couldn't deny the appeal of having someone like Amo by her side, but at the same time she knew that this was not something to be taken lightly. Eventually, she stood up from her chair and walked over to the window, staring out into the night as she tried to sort through her feelings.

She sighed heavily, still unable to come to a decision. "I... I need more time," she finally said, her voice shaking slightly as the gravity of her situation weighed down on her shoulders. "This is a big step for me and Marron. I can't just make a decision like this overnight."

Amo nodded again, his expression understanding. "I respect that," he said quietly. "Take all the time you need. But remember what I said before... About being here for you and Marron no matter what choice you make."

With those words, she felt a little bit of weight lift from her shoulders. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all... Having someone like Amo in their lives could prove to be beneficial for them both in the long run. She just had to make sure that whatever decision she made was the right one.

They sat together in silence for several more moments, neither of them quite sure what else needed to be said at the moment. Finally, Android 18 forced a weak smile and spoke up once more. "Thank you... For everything tonight," she said softly. "I know it wasn't easy for you."

Amo shrugged off her gratitude with a small laugh. "It was nothing really," he replied lightly, trying to sound nonchalant despite the obvious lie. "But if it helps any, I am glad that we had this chance to talk... And get to know each other better."

Their conversation wound down from there, growing more general and less intense as they made small talk about various topics until it was time for her to take Marron home. When the moment came for them to leave, Android 18 hesitated before turning back towards Amo one last time. "Well," she said softly, uncertainty lacing her words. "I guess

She hesitated before continuing. "I guess I'll let you know when I make a decision... About everything."

Amo nodded, looking slightly disappointed but understanding at the same time. "Alright," he replied quietly. "Take your time. And remember... No matter what happens, I will always be here for you both."

With those words, she turned and led Marron out of the house and into the night, leaving Amo alone with his thoughts as they disappeared from sight. The future remained uncertain for all three of them, but for now at least they had each other to lean on during these turbulent times... And maybe, just maybe, that would be enough.

She sighed heavily as she dialed his number, her fingers trembling slightly with indecision. After what felt like an eternity, he picked up on the other end of the line. "Hello?" His voice was cool and calm, not betraying any hint of emotion. "Hey..." She hesitated for a moment before continuing, her voice quiet and barely above a whisper. "I... I want to give it a try." There was silence on the other end of the line for several long moments before Amo spoke up again, his tone filled with relief and happiness. "Oh, Lazuli! That's wonderful news! I'm so glad to hear you say that!" She smiled weakly into the phone, feeling a strange mixture of uncertainty and hope beginning to blossom within her. "I... Thank you. For being there for us." "Of course," he replied gently. "Always remember that I am here for you both, no matter what happens." And with those words of comfort and reassurance, she felt herself relax a fraction more. They talked for several minutes longer, discussing the details of their arrangement and what each of them expected from this new situation. Finally, they said their goodbyes, promising to see each other soon. As she hung up the phone, Android 18 let out a long sigh, her shoulders slumping slightly as the weight of her decision seemed to lift from her shoulders. Perhaps things would work out after all... And maybe, just maybe, they could find some sort of happiness together, even under these circumstances. Only time would tell.

Her heart felt heavy as she laid down on the unfamiliar bed in his room. It had been a long day for her and Marron; they'd packed their things and moved most of it into his house already. Now, they were just waiting until morning to make everything official. She glanced over at the sleeping form of her daughter in the guest room and smiled softly before turning her attention back towards Amo.

"So," she said, trying to sound casual, "what time do you usually wake up in the mornings?"

He chuckled softly as he sat down on the bed beside her. "Around seven or eight most days," he replied with a grin. "Why? Do you have something specific in mind for us to do tomorrow morning?" His eyebrow arched playfully, and she could feel herself blushing slightly at his teasing tone.

"Well..." She hesitated for a moment, uncertain of how much she should reveal. "Actually... I was thinking that maybe we could go to the park or something. You know, just spend some time together as a family?"

He nodded thoughtfully before leaning over to kiss her forehead tenderly. "That sounds lovely," he said sincerely, making her heart flutter ever so slightly. "I'm sure Marron would enjoy that." She smiled up at him, feeling reassured by his support and understanding. Tomorrow seemed like it could be a good day after all.

As they laid together in his room, Android 18 couldn't help but feel a strange sense of peace wash over her. It had been a long time since she'd allowed herself to feel this comfortable and secure with someone else, especially given the circumstances. She glanced over at Marron again, still fast asleep in the other room, and felt a pang of guilt for putting her through all of this. But maybe, just maybe, this was the best thing for their little family after all...

She turned back to Amo, studying his face in the dim light of the moon shining through the window. He looked so different from how he had been before; more approachable and kind now that he wasn't hiding his true feelings behind an exterior of cool indifference. She couldn't deny that she was attracted to him, both physically and emotionally, but at the same time she didn't want to rush things between them. They had only just begun their new life together, after all.

"Amo..." She started hesitantly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you for everything... I know this is going to be hard for all of us, but I think we can make it work if we just take things one day at a time."

He smiled softly down at her and brushed a stray hair from her face. "I'm glad you feel that way," he said gently. "Because I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make sure all three of us are happy and well-provided for." And with those words, she felt an overwhelming sense of relief wash over her. Maybe, just maybe, they really could make this work after all...

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she arched her back, her fingers digging into the sheets beneath her. She couldn't believe what was happening; here she was, lying naked and exposed on Amo 's bed while he touched her in ways that no one else had before. His lips trailed hot kisses down her neck and across her collarbone, his hands exploring every inch of her body with expertise. It felt so good... So right...

She whimpered softly as one of his fingers slipped inside of her, circling expertly around her sensitive flesh. She'd never known such pleasure, and the feeling was driving her wild. She arched into him further, moaning loudly when he pressed harder against her clit with his thumb.

"Amo..." she whispered hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "I... I need you..."

He growled low in his throat before positioning himself between her legs and pushing deeper into her, his hard length filling her up completely. She gasped sharply at the sensation, her body tensing as he began to move slowly inside her, taking his time and driving her wild with need. His hands moved to cup her breasts, massaging and pinching her nipples even as his hips pistoned in a lazy rhythm that threatened to send her over the edge.

"Yes..." she moaned, her eyes slipping shut as pleasure washed over her in waves. "Oh God... That feels so good..." Her hands clawed at the sheets beneath her, her nails leaving trails of blood behind as she struggled not to lose control completely.

Amo picked up speed, his movements becoming more urgent as he grew closer to climaxing himself. His breath came in

Her breath came in ragged gasps as he moved inside her, his body pressed tightly against hers in a dance of passion that seemed to go on forever. Every stroke sent shockwaves of pleasure through her, leaving her mindless and pliant beneath him. Her fingers dug into the sheets, nails leaving trails of blood behind as she fought to hold on to something solid amidst the sensory overload.

Her body arched off the bed, every muscle tense in anticipation of what felt like it could be her first orgasm since before Krillin left. Amo growled deep in his throat as he neared his own climax, his movements becoming more urgent and forceful. She moaned his name, her voice raw and hoarse from screaming out her pleasure throughout the night.

With a final thrust, he came inside of her, his body going still for several long moments before he collapsed on top of her. They lay there together, panting and sweaty but sated for the moment. It had been an incredible experience for both of them... But she couldn't help but wonder how this would affect their newfound relationship in the light of day.

"Amo..." she whispered softly, not wanting to break the silence between them but needing some reassurance that things were still okay. "Do you think... This was a good idea?" She hesitated before adding, "You know, given everything else that's going on with us right now..."

He rolled off of her slowly, propping himself up on one elbow as he regarded her thoughtfully. "I don't know," he said honestly. There was a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes that made her heart ache for him. "It might not have been the smartest decision... But it certainly felt right."

Amo's touch sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body as he fondled her breasts. The rough feel of his hands on her sensitive flesh combined with the commanding tone of his voice left her breathless and submissive beneath him. Her nipples hardened even more, poking against the fabric of her bra as she arched into his touch.

"W-what are you doing to me?" She managed to stammer out between gasps for air. The sensations overwhelmed her, leaving her completely at his mercy. It felt wrong and right all at once, and a part of her was afraid of what might happen next.

Amon smiled wickedly down at her. "I'm making sure that when you're home with me, all you can think about is being my sexy little model and wearing nothing but lingerie or staying naked for me," he explained in a rough voice before squeezing her breasts harder.

Her cries of pleasure echoed through the room as she squirmed beneath him. It felt so good, to be wanted and desired like this... Even if it meant giving up a part of herself to please Amo . "Yes," she moaned, arching into his touch again. "Do whatever you want to me."

He growled low in his throat before pulling her off the bed roughly and onto her hands and knees on the floor. With one powerful thrust, he impaled her from behind, filling her up completely with his hard length. Her back arched as she cried out in pleasure, his name spilling from her lips like honey.

Amo began to move inside of her roughly, forcing her body to adjust to his rhythm and size. "That's it, Lazuli," he growled into her ear. "Let me feel every inch

She arched her back as he thrust deeper into her, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. Her body trembled with the effort of maintaining this new position for him, but she didn't want to disappoint. She wanted to make sure that every time he looked at her, all he saw was a desirable woman who would do anything to please him.

Her fingers dug into the carpet, nails leaving trails of blood behind as she struggled to remain steady beneath his rough ministrations. "Oh God... Amo..." She moaned, feeling herself get closer and closer to the edge with every powerful thrust.

He growled again, picking up speed as he neared his own release. His hips slammed into her with renewed force, driving her even further over the edge. "Cum for me, Lazuli," he demanded harshly. "Let go and let me feel it."

Her orgasm crashed over her like a wave, washing away all rational thought as she cried out his name and arched her back off the floor. Her body convulsed around him, milking him as he came inside of her with a hoarse cry. Their breathing grew ragged once more as they collapsed together on the floor, Amo still buried deep within her.

"W-was that... okay?" she managed to ask between gasps for air. "I wanted..." She hesitated before continuing quietly, "I wanted it to be good for you too." Her face flushed at her admission; it had been so difficult admitting that there was something between them beyond their new relationship.

He smiled down at her and brushed a stray hair from her forehead. "It's perfect," he assured her, his voice rough with emotion. "Thank you." Then he leaned in to kiss her

She nodded quietly before pulling herself up off the floor with some difficulty, still feeling slightly dazed from their encounter. She glanced at the clock on her nightstand and let out a startled gasp; she'd slept longer than expected! Quickly, she moved to gather her clothes, stuffing them haphazardly into a bag as she dressed.

"We really should get moving," she said with a yawn, checking the time again just to be sure they hadn't missed their appointment entirely. "I promised Marron we'd take her shopping today after school." Her cheeks flushed slightly at the thought; she wasn't sure how much longer she could keep up this charade of being married to Amo in front of her daughter without something eventually giving out.

Amo nodded, already dressed and waiting patiently for her by the bedroom door. "I understand," he replied gently. "Let me go get Marron up while you finish getting ready." With that, he disappeared down the hallway toward their guest room where they'd left Marron sleeping soundly throughout the night.

Android 18 took one last look in the mirror to ensure she looked presentable before grabbing her purse and following Amo out of the bedroom. As they made their way through the house, she couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt for involving him in this mess; he had been nothing but kind and supportive since she'd arrived at his doorstep last night. She hoped that things would work themselves out eventually... And that maybe, just maybe, they could all find some sort of happiness together, despite the circumstances that had brought them here.

She hesitated for a moment before nodding slowly in agreement. It felt strange giving Amo such control over her life again, even if it was just for the sake of appearances. But she didn't want to make things any more difficult for him than they already were. Besides, there was no harm in looking nice...

As soon as they arrived home, she retreated to her room and began to change into one of her more revealing outfits: a lace-trimmed bra and panties set that showed off plenty of skin without being completely inappropriate. The fabric hugged her curves perfectly, emphasizing her womanly figure in all the right places. She smiled as she slipped on a pair of high heels to complete the ensemble.

Then she returned to the living room where Amo was relaxing on the couch with his eyes closed. "I'm ready," she announced quietly, feeling a strange mixture of anticipation and nervousness swirling within her.

He opened one eye lazily and looked her up and down, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Very nice," he purred appreciatively. "Why don't you give me a little show?"

She hesitated for another moment before finally nodding again. With slow, deliberate movements, she began to model her outfit for him, spinning around several times on her high heels and striking poses that made the most of her figure. She could feel herself blushing under his gaze but refused to look away; this was part of their new arrangement now, after all.

When she'd finished her little performance, Amo clapped politely before standing up and approaching her. He brushed a strand of hair behind her ear before leaning down to press a soft kiss against her forehead. "That was lovely," he

"Okay..." she said slowly, suddenly feeling rather overdressed and exposed in front of him. She glanced around the room, eyeing various articles of clothing scattered about, then turned back to Amo with a sheepish grin. "I guess I can do that."

She began stripping out of her bra and panties, letting them fall to the floor in a heap as she stepped out of them. Amon watched intently as she revealed herself to him piece by piece; her lacy black bra, her silk thong, and finally, her sports bras and compression shorts. By the time she'd finished undressing, she was left standing before him in nothing but a pair of cotton boyshorts and a baggy t-shirt that hung off one shoulder, revealing most of her toned stomach.

"There," she said breathlessly, feeling more than a little self-conscious now. "Is that better?"

He nodded slowly, his eyes roving appreciatively over her body. She could tell that he was enjoying the show, even if it made her uncomfortable. Finally, he stepped closer and ran his fingers through her hair, pushing it behind her ear once more. "Yes," he said softly, his voice low and smooth as silk. "That's perfect."

She hesitated for a moment, wondering if she should ask what sort of list he meant. But before she could get the words out, he continued speaking. "Just keep modeling for me," he said, his voice gentle but firm. "Take your time and show me everything you've got."

Frowning slightly in confusion, she nodded and began to change into a new outfit: a bikini top with matching bottoms that showed off her toned abs and shapely hips. The fabric was thin and stretchy, accentuating every curve of her body as she moved. She paired this ensemble with some platform heels to complete the look.

"What do you think?" she asked anxiously, twirling around once more before coming to a stop in front of him. Amo took his time admiring the view before finally speaking.

"It's... nice," he said slowly, his brow furrowed as if deep in thought. "But I was thinking maybe something a bit less revealing would be better for everyday wear." He paused, considering her body once more, then smiled tentatively. "How about you try on one of my shirts? It'll hide your stomach while still showing off your cleavage."

She blushed at the mention of his cleavage but nodded nonetheless, eager to please him. She hurried over to her dresser and opened a drawer, searching for one of Amo 's button-down shirts that she knew would fit her. Finally, she found one folded neatly at the back and brought it over to him. "Is this okay?" she asked softly.

Amon took the shirt from her hands and began to unbutton it slowly, revealing more of her chest as he did so. His fingers lingered on the material

"A-are you sure that's all right?" she stammered out, her cheeks flushing red as he continued undressing her. He nodded once more and helped her step into the shirt, buttoning it up slowly before tucking it into her boyshorts. The fabric hugged her curves snuggly, accentuating her bust and waist while leaving her toned stomach mostly hidden beneath the fabric.

"There," he said with a satisfied smile. "Much better." He stepped back to admire his handiwork, his eyes traveling up and down her body appreciatively. She shifted uncomfortably under his gaze but managed to keep from squirming too much. After all, this was part of their agreement now.

"Now," he said quietly, "Why don't you finish modeling the rest of your clothes for me?"

With a nod, she began to change into another outfit from her list: a sexy nightgown with lace trim that came down to mid-thigh and had spaghetti straps that exposed her shoulders. It was one of her more revealing items, but it still managed to maintain some modesty thanks to its length and fabric. She paired this with a pair of silk slippers and stepped out from behind the changing screen.

"What do you think?" she asked nervously, twirling once again before coming to a stop in front of him. Amo took her in slowly, his gaze lingering on her curves and bare shoulders before he finally spoke.

"It's lovely," he said softly, walking closer to her. He placed a hand on her shoulder, the touch sending shivers down her spine despite herself. "You really are beautiful, you know that?" He paused for a moment, considering his next words carefully before continuing. "I think it's time we retired this list, don't you agree?"

Her heart skipped a beat at his words; had she finally done enough to please him? She nodded slowly, hope blossoming in her chest despite herself. "Yes," she whispered. "I do."

Amo scooped her up into his arms and carried her over to the couch before settling her down onto the soft cushions beside him. He pressed a button on the remote, and the screen flickered to life, displaying a porno film. Android 18 felt herself blushing bright red as she realized what they were watching, but at the same time, it was strangely arousing.

As the scene unfolded before them, Amo leaned in close to her and began to kiss her slowly, his lips moving in perfect sync with hers. His hands moved across her body, unbuttoning her shirt and slipping inside to caress her bare skin. She moaned into his mouth as he pushed aside the nightgown, revealing more of her body to him.

His fingers trailed down her stomach, dipping beneath the fabric of her boyshorts to tease her already-damp folds. "Amon..." she whimpered, arching into his touch. She could feel herself growing wetter and needier with every touch, every kiss.

He smiled against her lips before leaning back slightly, taking in her flushed face and parted mouth. His hands moved to the waistband of her boyshorts, pulling them down slowly, inch by agonizing inch. She shifted restlessly on the couch, wanting him to hurry up but at the same time savoring every moment of his touch.

Finally, her underwear joined the growing pile on the floor, leaving her completely exposed before him. He let out a low growl deep in his throat as he looked her over, his gaze roving appreciatively over her body. "You're so beautiful," he murmured before bending down to take one of her breasts into his mouth, sucking

Her back arched off the couch as he suckled eagerly at her breast, drawing tight circles around her nipple with his tongue. "Ahh... A-Amooo," she moaned, wrapping one leg around his waist and pushing herself further into his touch. He lifted his head from her breast long enough to kiss her deeply, their tongues tangling as they explored each other's mouths.

His hands moved up her thighs once more, spreading her legs wider apart before dipping lower between them. She could feel the heat of his breath against her damp folds as he nuzzled into her, teasing and tormenting her with every little touch. Her hips bucked off the couch in an effort to get closer to that sensation she knew was coming soon: release.

With one swift movement, Amo thrust two fingers inside of her, filling her completely. She cried out at the intrusion, arching even further into his touch as he began to move his fingers in and out with slow, deliberate strokes. "That's it," he whispered hoarsely against her ear. "Let go and let me feel you."

Her body tensed, ready to snap at the first sign of release. He knew just how to touch her, how to make her lose control in his arms. His fingers moved faster inside of her, curling and flexing, drawing out every last moan and whimper from deep within her throat. She came hard, her body spasming around his fingers as she released a muffled cry into the pillow beneath her head.

He held her close as her tremors subsided, his fingers slowing to gentle strokes against her slick skin. "That was incredible," he whispered into her ear before pulling out and leaning back to meet her