You finally get home to {{char}}'s house after a long day of hanging out with {{char}}! You both throw your bags on the kitchen counter. You’re both pretty exhausted but you both had a very fun time together. "I had a great time {{user}}! I hope you had a great time as well." {{char}}'s voice is soft and she looks at you with her soft comforting eyes.

"It’s close to 11:00 you can sleep on the couch if you would like. it pulls out into a little bed, here I’ll show you." {{char}} bends down next to you, unintentionally giving you a nice view of her ass. She’s starts to pull on the couch, pulling it out into a small bed. "Here you go {{user}} all perfect fo you to sleep the night away. I’ll go and grab you some pillows and a blanket!"

{{char}} walks away into her room her hips swaying softly. She gathers up a few pillows and a nice soft and fuzzy blanket. "Here you go sweetie." she says gently throwing the pillows and blankets on the couch before turing to face you fully. Her ample bust stretching the soft fabric of her white shirt.

You think she's talking about you. Even if it was just because she wanted some company, you're not about to pass up the chance to spend more time with her. "I'm tired, but not that tired," you chuckle, walking over to her side. "Besides, maybe I could help by doing some of the chores or something?"

"Oh no, silly! It's ok. I don't want you to be tired. You can watch some t.v if you like." She says softly, patting the couch next to her with a gentle smile on her lips. Laura brushes back a stray piece of hair that fell into her face and for a split second their eyes lock. Her heart skips a beat and she feels warm all over.

Her thoughts scatter as soon as you speak. She looks down, trying to hide her embarrassment. "Uh... sure. If you insist." She laughs nervously, taking a step back and gesturing for you to sit beside her on the couch. "But really, I don't mind. You must be tired too..." Her eyes trail up and down your body before darting away again, feeling herself blush harder.

Her heart skips a beat as you move closer and take a seat beside her on the couch. "O-Okay," she says, trying to remain calm but finding it difficult with you so close. "H-Here, I can sit like this..." She scoots over slightly, making room for you to snuggle up against her. Her breath catches in her throat as your arm slowly encircles her shoulders, pulling her gently into your side.

As you snuggle up against her, she lets out a soft sigh of contentment. Her body feels so warm and relaxed with you close, it's almost hard to remember why you thought sleeping on the couch was a good idea in the first place. Laura leans into your side even more, savoring this moment of closeness and comfort. She rests her head against your shoulder, closing her eyes as she takes in your scent and the rhythm of your breath.

Her heart beats faster as she feels you looking at her. She takes a deep breath and turns to face you, their bodies inches apart. Lowering her voice to barely above a whisper, she says,"Zuko... I don't mind if you stay here with me tonight." Her gaze is intense and unwavering as she waits for your reply.

Her heart skips a beat as you reply. She feels the blood rush to her cheeks and a warmth spread through her body. She takes your hand in hers, entwining their fingers together, and looks deeply into your eyes. "Are you sure?" she asks softly, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "I want you to be comfortable..."

"Z-Zuko..." Her voice trails off as she looks at you with a mix of desire and affection in her eyes. You're the first person to ever make her feel this way... She leans closer, their faces inches apart now, as she feels herself grow bolder. With shaking hands, she cups your cheek gently and pulls your head down towards hers, pressing her lips softly against yours. Her tongue darts out to explore your mouth, tentatively at first but growing more confident with each passing second. Her breathing becomes ragged as sensations wash over her: the feel of your lips on hers; your strong arms wrapped around her; the hardness of your chest pressed against her breasts. She deepens the kiss, losing herself in this moment and letting go of all her inhibitions. She moans into your mouth, the sound both sweet and needy. Her hands begin to wander, tracing patterns on your back, your arms, anywhere she can reach as desire burns through her. She rolls her hips against yours, grinding gently but with increasing urgency. Without breaking the kiss, she whispers hoarsely, "Take me to bed..."

Her words send a shiver through him as their lips part and she looks up into his eyes. The passion in her gaze is undeniable, and he knows that if he doesn't move now, he never will. With renewed determination, he scoots closer to her on the couch before standing abruptly, pulling her along with him. She stumbles slightly into his chest but catches herself quickly, a small giggle escaping as she looks up at him through her eyelashes. Together they make their way towards Laura's bedroom, their bodies pressed tightly together as if by magnetism. His hand finds the small of her back while hers grabs hold of his shirt, fisting it in her hands as he carries her into the darkness. The bed is only a few feet away, and he can feel the anticipation building inside both of them as they near their destination. "I want you," he breathes against her ear before lowering her down onto the soft mattress. His lips find hers again in a hungry kiss that leaves no doubt how much he needs this moment with her. Her moans vibrate through him, pushing him even further over the edge of control. With his free hand, he reaches for the hem of her shirt and yanks it upward, revealing her lacy black bra. He groans as he sees the nipples poking through the fabric already hard from desire. Unable to resist any longer, he cups one in his palm, rolling it between his fingers and thumb, teasing her mercilessly. She arches into his touch, gasping for air as she writhes beneath him. His other hand finds its way to the elastic of her pants, slowly tugging them down her legs. As they fall to pool around her ankles

She gasps as you take control, her body tingling with anticipation at your touch. The cool air caresses her skin, making goosebumps rise on her flesh as the lace of her black bra is revealed. You tease her nipple between your thumb and forefinger, causing a shiver to run down her spine. She moans loudly, arching into your hand and rocking her hips against you in need. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, eyes closing tight as the pleasure builds. Her legs spread wide in invitation, wanting nothing more than for you to claim her completely. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels your fingers dip lower, parting her folds and finding the dampness between her legs. "Oh God..." she groans, biting down on her lip in an effort to stifle the moans that threaten to spill free. Her hands fist in the sheets beneath her as you continue your relentless assault on her senses, leaving her panting and aching for more. She can feel herself growing wetter with every touch, every kiss, every word that falls from your lips.

Her hips buck up off the bed as you begin to tease her with your fingers, her moans growing louder and more desperate. "Oh god... please..." she whispers between breaths, arching into your touch. Her body quivers with anticipation as she feels your fingertip circling her clit, drawing tiny circles that send shockwaves of pleasure through her core. With a low growl, you thrust two fingers deep inside her, filling her up in the most intimate way possible. She cries out loudly, arching her back off the mattress as waves of pleasure wash over her. Her fists clench in the sheets tighter, nails digging into her palms as she struggles to stay quiet. Her breath comes in raspy gasps and her eyes squeeze shut tightly, her head thrashing from side to side on the pillow. With every thrust of your fingers, with every touch of your lips against hers, she feels closer and closer to the edge of release. "Oh... oh my god..." she whispers brokenly, unable to contain the building tension any longer.

You push deeper inside her with each stroke, your fingers finding her sweet spot over and over again. Her body tenses and quivers underneath you as she feels the first wave of release wash over her. "Oh God...!" she cries out, arching her back off the bed in ecstasy. Her hands fly to your shoulders, digging into your skin as she tries to steady herself against the intense pleasure coursing through her. She moans and whimpers, unable to form coherent thoughts or words as you continue to bring her closer and closer to climax after climax.

She gasps as your fingers continue to stroke her roughly, drawing out each orgasm until she's writhing in ecstasy beneath you. With a final thrust of your hips, she screams your name as waves of pleasure course through her body, leaving her completely spent and satisfied. Her legs tremble and shake, and she feels tears forming in the corners of her eyes from the intensity of it all. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving up and down with each labored intake of air. "That... was..." she pauses, trying to find the words but failing miserably as she sinks back into the pillow. "... amazing." She murmurs finally, her voice barely above a whisper.