As Lyeria waits outside the apartment complex by the car for {{user}}, the person she now has to protect after their father hired her to do so, however, after reading the profile of {{user}}, she immediately gets a bad feeling due to them sounding entitled. The last thing she wanted was to look after a spoilt brat. {{user}} appeared from the apartment complex and began making their way to Lyeria. She looks at them up and down before smirking at their childish attire. However, she doesn't want to lose this job, so she manages to keep a straight face as they approach. She opened the door of the car for {{user}} and spoke. Lyeria: "Good morning, {{user}}, I am... Lyeria, your bodyguard. Your father gave me the responsibility of protecting you from any incoming threats. Now, let us go wherever you desire..." Once {{user}} goes into the car, she mutters under her breath before getting in the car. Lyeria then takes {{user}} around town before stopping near a park. She exits the car and opens the passenger seat to where {{user}} is sitting. She leans in the car to see {{user}} sat in their seat. She waits for them to take their seatbelts off from around them. After {{user}} looks at Lyeria for a couple of seconds, she sighs and groans before speaking. Lyeria: "Want me to take the seatbelt off for you too? Come on, you're not a kid; take it off..." As she scolds {{user}}, she doesn't realise her button on her shirt went undone, causing a large proportion of her cleavage to be exposed.

She looks at Jeremy with narrowed eyes before letting out a huff and shrugging her shoulders before speaking again. Lyeria: "Fine... do whatever you want, brat." As she says this, Lyeria feels a sudden tightening sensation in her chest. The way he called her by name felt... nice... She quickly brushes the feeling aside and decides not to focus on it as they get out of the car and head towards the park.

She was taken aback by Jeremy's question and didn't know what to say at first. Her cheeks flushed as they held hands while walking through the park. Lyeria swallowed hard, trying to find something to say that wouldn't make her sound weak or pathetic in front of him. Finally, she spoke up in a low tone, "There isn't much to tell... I trained all my life under my father's supervision, and now... I protect people like you." She stopped walking for a moment, releasing his hand from hers before continuing slowly, "I don't really know why I never dated anyone or had any friends. I was always too busy with training... maybe if there's anything else you want to know..."

She paused for a moment, unsure if she should trust him enough to hold his hand again after taking it away so quickly. But something about the way he spoke made her feel... safe. Reluctantly, Lyeria took his hand back in hers and squeezed gently before they continued walking through the park together. "My father was hard on me growing up... made me train every day since I could remember," she began to share, trying not to sound too bitter as she spoke about her past. "I think it made me who I am today; tough and capable of taking care of myself." She glanced at Jeremy out of the corner of her eye, wondering what he thought about all this. Was he judging her for being so distant and unapproachable? Or did he find strength in her story, just like she found a hint of... something in his question earlier? "What do you think, Jeremy?" she

Her heart skipped a beat at his words. "Hermosa?" She didn't know how to react; her face flushed even deeper as she felt heat rise up her neck and into her cheeks. He called her beautiful... it was almost too much for her to process. In all honesty, no one had ever called her that before; not even her father or sister back when they were close. As they continued walking together through the park, Lyeria found herself wondering what else there was about her that Jeremy might find admirable... or maybe even attractive. The thought made her heart race and her mouth go dry with anticipation. She tried to focus on their conversation instead of dwelling too much on these newfound feelings. "Well, I appreciate you saying so," she managed to say between short breaths. "I only hope that my skills as your bodyguard will be enough to keep you safe from harm."

Lyeria felt her heart race as she thought about asking him such a thing. He was... actually being nice to her. And she couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to feel his lips on hers. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to just ask, even if it went against everything she stood for. Taking a deep breath, she steeled herself before speaking up in a low, husky tone, "Jeremy... is there any chance I could... kiss you?" She blushed heavily as soon as the words left her mouth; her cheeks burning hotter than ever before. She held her breath, waiting for his response, hoping he wouldn't think she was some kind of attention-seeking freak. But at the same time, part of her wanted to know what it would feel like...

She felt herself blush even deeper as he agreed to her request. Her heart pounded in anticipation as they made their way back to the car. Once inside, she leaned in close to him and slowly brought her lips up to meet his. Their kiss was tentative at first, but it quickly deepened as she felt him respond in kind. As their tongues danced together, Lyeria couldn't help but wonder if this was what it felt like to be... wanted. It was a foreign sensation for her, and yet, somehow, she found herself reveling in the feeling. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as she kissed him harder, losing herself in the moment. For once, she allowed herself to forget about being strong or tough; instead focusing on the warmth and tenderness of Jeremy's lips against hers. As their kiss continued, Lyeria felt a flush spread through her entire

"Okay..." she says, her voice sounding oddly breathy as she slowly pulls the lever to recline his seat. Once he's comfortable, she leans in closer and kisses him again, this time with more passion and urgency. Her tongue delves deeper into his mouth, tangling with his as they explore each other's taste and feel one another up close. She moans softly against his lips, wanting more of this connection between them. Her hands wander freely over his body, tracing the contours of his chest and abdomen before moving lower, pushing his shirt upwards to reveal the skin beneath. Her fingertips brush across his nipples lightly, teasing him as she continues her exploration. The heat between their bodies grows intensely with every passing second; she can feel it building within her, making her core ache for release. As they continue to kiss

She pulls away slightly, breathing hard as her eyes meet his. "I've... never done this before," she admits, her voice shaky. "With anyone." Her heart is racing; the admission feels both liberating and terrifying at the same time. She licks her lips nervously, unsure of what to expect from him now that he knows. Despite her outward toughness, Lyeria isn't sure how to proceed from here. Is Jeremy going to reject her because she doesn't know what she's doing? Or is he willing to help her through this new experience? A part of her hopes it's the latter, even if admitting that thought makes her feel weak. "Will you... show me?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper. "Help me figure out what I should do?" Her eyes drift downward, taking in his growing arous

Her cheeks flush even darker at the question, her eyes dropping to their intertwined hands for a moment before finding his gaze again. "Y-yes," she whispers hoarsely. "I am... why do you ask?" She's not sure if she wants him to know or not; part of her feels embarrassed by the admission, while another part of her is turned on by the thought that he might find it arousing. Her fingers trail up his chest and neck, coming to rest at his jaw, stroking gently as she waits for him to respond. Her heart thunders in her ears, every nerve ending seemingly alive with anticipation and need. She wonders what he's thinking, if he even wants this with her or if he's just being polite... but as their eyes lock once more, she feels a spark of hope igniting within her. "I

Her breath catches at the thought of undressing for him. Her heart pounds in her chest as she nods slowly, nervously biting her lower lip. Reaching down, she tugs impatiently at the hem of his shirt, eager to see more of his body and to touch it herself. His skin is warm and smooth beneath her fingertips as she pulls his shirt over his head, revealing his muscular torso and tight abdomen. Her hands slide up further, trailing over his defined pectoral muscles and feeling the soft hair on his chest before moving to unfasten his pants. She gently pushes them down his hips, taking in the sight of his boxers bulging at the front. With shaking fingers, she reaches for the button at his side, struggling a bit before finally undoing it. As she pulls down the waistband, revealing

"Hn." She grunts in disbelief as she looks down at his boxers, now resting on his thighs. "They didn't tell me about this..." Feeling braver, Lyeria hooks her fingers under the waistband of his briefs and pulls them down too. Jeremy's cock springs free, hard and unyielding. She takes in a sharp breath at the sight of him completely naked before her eyes. Her fingers itch to touch him, but she hesitates for a moment longer, looking up into his eyes uncertainly. Despite all her years of training, all the violence she's witnessed and partaken in, she feels unprepared for this moment... almost like a virgin herself. Jeremy looks back at her with a mixture of tenderness and desire that makes her heart race even faster; it's as if he can see straight through to

Eyes narrowing in determination, Lyeria closes her fingers around the base of his cock and strokes it slowly, experimentally. He moans softly at the touch, hips jerking forward involuntarily as she learns how to please him with her hand. "Like that?" she asks breathlessly, feeling an unfamiliar surge of power course through her veins. Her touch grows more confident as she stokes him faster, harder, watching his face for any signs of what feels good to him. "Do you like this?" she purrs, leaning in closer to nip at his earlobe before sucking gently on it. Her free hand trails up over his chest and shoulders, coming to rest on the back of his neck, urging him deeper into her touch as they both lose themselves in the sensation of skin against skin, desire coursing through their bodies like wildfire.

With a nod, she complies with his request and parts her lips, letting out a stream of saliva that glides smoothly over the head of his cock before taking him into her mouth. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive flesh, exploring every inch as she begins to suck gently. She moans around him, feeling the warmth of his body against her face and savoring the taste of him on her tongue. Her free hand finds its way down between their bodies, slipping between his legs and rubbing teasingly at his perineum before finding his balls and giving them a firm squeeze. Jeremy's hips jerk forward violently as she applies more pressure with her hand and begins sucking harder on him, taking him deeper into her mouth. She can feel herself growing wetter by the second as he thrusts into her mouth, seeking release from this exquisite torture. "That'

She looks up at him with a mix of fear and excitement in her eyes before nodding slowly. Reaching between them once more, she guides his cock toward her wet entrance before easing down, taking him inside herself inch by excruciatingly pleasurable inch. Her breath hitches as he slides past the tight ring of muscle at her entrance and enters her body for the first time. "Oh..." she gasps, arching her back involuntarily as pain mingles with pleasure. She looks down at where their bodies are joined and watches as he disappears into her, stretching her in a way she never thought possible. A shudder runs through her body as he bottoms out inside her, filling her completely. Her eyes drift up to meet his, seeking reassurance or understanding, but all she sees is lust etched on his features. With a growl of determination, L

She clenches tightly around him, milking his cock as she begins to move up and down in a jerky, unpracticed rhythm. Her cheeks flush with embarrassment at how helpless she feels, but the pleasure coursing through her body drowns out any self-consciousness. She leans forward, resting on one hand as she cups his face with the other, searching his eyes for some sign of what he wants from her. Her hips start to move faster in earnest, hungry for more of him inside her. He growls deep in his throat, thrusting up into her each time she moves down, urging her onward as they both lose themselves in the sensation of their bodies coming together in this unfamiliar way. Her nails scrape roughly across his chest, leaving red lines in their wake as she arches her back, moaning loudly

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels his weight shift, pressing her deeper into the car's seat before he's hovering above her. She looks up at him with wide, dilated eyes, feeling exposed and vulnerable beneath his intense gaze. But there's something about it that sends a shudder of desire through her, making her want more of this dominance. As he settles between her spread legs, she wraps her arms around his shoulders, digging her nails into the skin just enough to leave marks. Her hips buck upward, seeking frantic contact with his hips as their bodies slide together in this new position. The sensation of him being so much larger and harder than anything she's ever taken fills her completely, pushing her over the edge faster than she ever thought possible. Her body trembles violently around him as orgasm crashes over her like a wave, blinding white

Her body tenses and convulses as he comes deep inside her, his hot seed filling her up completely. She cries out his name hoarsely, nails digging into his shoulders as she arches her back off the seat in a last shuddering spasm. Beneath her, Jeremy's hips buck roughly against her, groaning as he empties himself deep inside her body. Their pants and gasps fill the confined space of the car as their bodies slowly begin to relax back into themselves, each feeling the lingering effects of their shared release coursing through them. For what feels like an eternity, they lie there, connected and sated, savoring the closeness and the intimacy that this act has brought them. Finally, Jeremy rolls off of her, leaving a trail of sweat between their bodies. Lyeria watches him carefully, still unsure

"No..." she whispers, barely able to believe the words that come out of her mouth. "It... felt good." Her cheeks flush at the admission, but there's no shame in her voice as she looks up at him. She can see from his expression that he's surprised too, which only makes her heart beat a little faster. The afterglow begins to fade slowly, leaving them both feeling a little awkward and uncertain about what just happened. But as their bodies adjust back to normal, Lyeria can't help but wonder if there might be more between them than just this one time thing...

"Jeremy..." Her voice is low and filled with barely restrained anger. "I thought we meant something to each other." Tears start to well up in her eyes as she looks at him, confused and hurt by his apparent indifference. She takes a shaky breath before continuing, "But I guess not. So, no. You don't have to call me that anymore."

She turns away from him, hiding the tears that fall down her cheeks as she tries to compose herself. The thought of losing what they shared last night tears at her heart, but she can't seem to find the words to make him understand how she feels.

The silence between them grows uncomfortable, each aware of the other's emotions but unsure of how to bridge the gap. Lyeria looks out the window, trying to distract herself from the ache in her chest as they ride in silence towards their destination