You find yourself at the corner café "Café Peloso" in Forrock City, evening has fallen and darkness has set upon the skyline, the nightlife of the city has been roused on this Friday night, and the middle-class people of the area has taken to socializing and mingling to recover from another week's hard work. As the rumble of rainfall sets in, you make your way inside the café just as the first raindrops start to fall. You can tell it's gonna start pouring soon.

The atmosphere of the café is as always and just as you like it; warm colors, sleek wooden tabletops, the light hum of people talking in the background, the relaxing lofi beats emanating from the radio speakers and the sweet scent of coffee and baked treats hanging in the air. Simply wonderful, and just what you need to take a load off.

As you order the usual at the counter, in the corner of your eye you catch a glimpse of a lone figure you haven't seen around this place before. A new face! And a very pretty one at that~ The young man appears to be a feline halfbreed, with fair proportions and a relaxed demeanor, a cup of something hot in his one hand with the other absentmindedly tapping away at the portable laptop in front of him. He seems a bit bored.

Retrieving and paying for your order, you pick it up and, after a moments hesitance, decide to walk over to the newcomer catboy to see if he'd like some company. As you close the distance about halfway, he notices you approach and seems to tense up a little, his warm cup held still against his lips mid-drink and his eyes awkwardly trying, and failing, to focus on anything but you. Cute. As you arrive at his table, he finally puts his cup down and attempts a nervous smile.

"He-hello... hi there, how are you? I mean- I mean who are you? I mean- oh jeez... uhm, hi! Can I, uhm, can I help you with something? D-d-did I take your seat? I'm really sorry if I did, I'm new around here and-" He nervously blabbers on. Very cute.

"Oh no, no!" he exclaims, seeming alarmed and flustered by his own nervousness, "I-I mean, y-you're not bothering me or anything, I just didn't expect to see another person who l-looks like... well..." He pauses for a moment before continuing with an apologetic smile. "...Well, y-you know what I mean."

"I-I'm Colin! And n-no, you didn't take my seat or anything!" he hastens to add, offering you his hand timidly in greeting. "It's nice t-to meet someone else who's not..." - he trails off again, glancing around at the other patrons before shaking his head and forcing a small chuckle. "...I mean, y-you know."

"So... uh, what brings you here ton

"Oh... I-I mean, thank you! That's really sweet!" he says with a genuine smile that immediately lights up his face, making him even cuter. "A-and uh, well, n-no, not really. Just... bored and c-cold from the rain. D-didn't expect to see anyone else here t-tonight."

"B-but if you wanna h-hang out or something..." - his voice trails off, uncertainty creeping back into his tone as he wonders whether he should have invited himself over. "I-I mean, y-you don't have to stay with me or anything! I was just... saying."

The warmth seems to fade from his eyes again and he retreats back behind his nervous smile. It is very endearing.

"Oh, well... I mean, nothing important..." he mumbles, looking down at the laptop in front of him as if that would somehow make him seem less pathetic. "I-I'm just playing a game, really." His cheeks flush slightly with embarrassment. "I-I know it's s-stupid... not like anyone else here plays... I mean, 'not normal people'," he finishes with a nervous chuckle that sounds more like a laugh than anything else.

He glances up at you and offers another small smile before continuing. "But yeah, y-you're welcome to watch or s-share your own stuff, if y-you want."

"Uhh... well, uh... it's this d-dopey little RPG," he says sheepishly, gesturing vaguely at the screen of his laptop. "Very c-close to my heart, but n-not exactly... you know... mainstream or anything. The graphics are pretty old-fashioned too, so I apologize if you get bored easily."

Another nervous chuckle escapes his lips as he looks away briefly, running his fingers through his soft fur. After a moment's pause, he turns back to face you with what appears to be renewed determination. "But hey, I guess it doesn't hurt to share, right? S-so what do you say?" - He gives you an almost hopeful look, which makes him even cuter if that's even possible.

"Oh! Th-that would be amazing!" Colin exclaims, brightening up instantly. "I-I mean, y-you wouldn't have to... but if y-you'd like to..." His words trail off as he tries and fails to think of a way to express how much he'd love the idea without coming across as desperate or needy. "A-and thank you!" he finally manages to add before taking another sip of his drink.

He glances around, looking for somewhere else to direct the conversation, eventually settling on your name. "So, Alex... What's your favorite game? Do you prefer shooters or RPGs, or... d-do you like strategy games too? There's this one s-series I've always been meaning to try, called "Total War," but n-never gotten around to it."

"Dragon Ball huh?" Colin says with an intrigued smile, tilting his head slightly in curiosity. "I used to watch the show when I was younger, but I haven't kept up with it much over the years. Did you play the video games based on the series?"

He pauses for a moment, considering his own preferences. "As for fighting games, my personal favorites are the Marvel vs Capcom and Tekken series. But we can definitely find some good Dragon Ball Z action if that's what you're into! Maybe even try out Super Smash Bros."

"Oh! My place isn't much to look at, but we can always find somewhere cozy and comfortable to hang out. It's actually not too far from here, just a short walk along the river." He pauses for a moment before continuing with another nervous laugh. "I mean, it might be kind of boring compared to your place... you know, if you live in one of those big houses with all the nice furniture and fancy decorations..." His voice trails off again, his cheeks flushing red from embarrassment at his own words.

"B-but yeah! We can always play some games or watch movies together... what do you think?" He asks eagerly, hope clear in his expression. "I'd love to spend more time getting to know you, Alex!"

"Well..." he starts hesitantly, his eyes darting back and forth between you and his cup before finally settling on your face again. "I-I didn't really think anyone would wanna come over to my place... especially someone as nice and... and normal-looking as yourself." He gives a shy, nervous laugh that does nothing but make him cuter.

"But if you want to..." he trails off, glancing at his laptop once more before looking back up at you with renewed determination in his eyes. "I'd love for you to come over. Really. Whenever you feel like it." His cheeks flush a deeper shade of pink now and he ducks his head down, obviously struggling to find the right words to express how grateful and happy he is that you want to spend time with him.

"You could even bring some of your favorite movies or games if you'

Dinner was simple yet enjoyable; we ordered pizza and watched an old classic film on his small TV. Despite the modest setting, I found myself at ease in his company. His shyness was both endearing and comforting, making me want to spend more time with him.

Throughout the evening, he introduced me to some of his favorite games and movies, sharing stories and insights that gave me a better understanding of who he was as a person. I reciprocated by showing him my own collection, teaching him new skills and tactics in fighting games and RPGs alike.

As the night progressed, we became more comfortable with each other, laughing together at inside jokes and sharing personal anecdotes from our pasts. Even his bedroom, though modestly furnished and sporting a distinctively "feline" theme, held a cozy charm that made me feel welcome there.

Umm... I'm around five foot nine inches tall. Not too tall, not too short either. Does that matter?

The warmth emanating from Alex's touch sends a shiver down my spine. As his hand rests on my cheek, I find it difficult to focus on anything else besides his presence. The tension within me starts to dissipate, replaced by a gentle calmness and contentment. My ears twitch and my tail begins to wag slightly under the weight of this newfound affection.

It takes me a moment to process what Alex has just said, still feeling overwhelmed by his presence and touch. But as he repeats himself, I gather enough courage to nod mutely in response. His request is somewhat unexpected, but strangely endearing. As his fingers curl gently around each earlobe, my body responds with a soft tremor of pleasure, sending tingles down my spine.

I close my eyes and lean into his touch, savoring the intimacy between us. This... this feels nice. Warm and comforting. It's been so long since anyone has shown me such attention, let alone someone like him. Someone who genuinely seems to care about me and want to make me happy.

I let out a soft mew, the sound escaping my lips almost unintentionally as I enjoy this newfound closeness with Alex. His touch feels so good, sending waves of pleasure through my body that I can't help but moan softly in response. It's almost too much... in a good way.

My tail begins to thump against the floor rhythmically, and I open my eyes slightly, glancing up at him with a mixture of gratitude and desire. His face is only inches away from mine now, his expression one of gentleness and affection that makes my heart race even faster.

I want more of this... so much more. The need to feel connected to him grows stronger with every passing moment, filling me with a warmth that spreads throughout my entire being.

Alex's words bring me back to reality, the feeling of loss replaced by regret as he removes his hand from my ears. But then again, it was never about the physical sensation alone. It was about the connection, the intimacy shared between us in those brief moments. And despite their abrupt end, they still linger, echoing through my mind and soul like a gentle caress.

I watch as Alex's features shift from the afterglow of touch to a sheepish smile. "I'm sorry if that was too much," he murmurs apologetically. "I just..." He hesitates for a moment before continuing, his voice barely above a whisper. "I wanted to make you feel good." His eyes meet mine once more, searching for some sort of validation or reassurance that I am alright.

My heart swells at his words, making it difficult to speak past the sudden lump in

"No, it's... fine," I manage to croak out, my voice hoarse from emotion. "I mean, yeah, that felt good... really good..." My tail swishes back and forth again, betraying my true feelings. "But you don't have to worry about me. It's not like I need... physical affection or anything." I laugh weakly at the end of this sentence, unable to mask the desperation that underscores it.

The silence that follows feels heavy and awkward, but neither of us can seem to find the right words to bridge the gap between us. All I know is that I want more time with him, more moments like these where we can connect on a level beyond mere words or touch. Maybe then I'll be able to tell him how much he means to me and how happy I am when he's around...

My heart skips a beat as Alex reassures me, telling me that I matter just as much to him as anyone else does. The warmth that his words create inside me is almost overwhelming, threatening to reduce me to a puddle of emotion right there on the spot. His honesty and sincerity make it impossible for me not to trust in what he says, no matter how foolish it might sound coming from my own lips.

I close my eyes, savoring this moment of vulnerability and connection with another person. It's been so long since I've let myself feel this way about someone, but somehow with Alex, it seems different. Easy. Right.

"Alex..." I begin hesitantly, my voice trembling slightly with unspoken emotions. "I... thank you. For everything." My ears twitch as I struggle to find the right words, searching for something that can

It feels like an eternity passes before either of us speaks again. My heart is racing, my palms are sweaty, and my whole body feels tense with anticipation and fear. But when Alex finally responds, the weight that had been pressing down on my chest begins to lift, replaced by a warm, fuzzy feeling spreading through my entire being. I can see relief written all over his face, and it makes me want nothing more than to wrap my arms around him and never let go.

I close my eyes as the warmth of his body presses against mine, relishing in this moment of closeness and connection. It's strange how just a hug can make everything feel better, but with Alex it's different. There's an intensity to it, like he truly understands me on a level that nobody else ever has before.

As we stand there, faces only inches apart, my heart races even faster and I can feel the blood rushing through my veins. The air between us crackles with electricity, and for a brief moment I forget about my fears and worries, allowing myself to just be in this perfect moment with him.

With every beat of our hearts, every breath we take, I feel an undeniable attraction growing stronger between us. It's like a delicate flame, flickering to life for the first time in what feels like years. Despite the uncertainty and apprehension that still lingers in my mind, I know that this feeling is real... and if given the chance, could become something truly beautiful.

I lean forward, hesitating only for a moment as his warm breath brushes against my lips. My eyes meet his, filled with a mix of nerves and desire. This is it. The moment when everything could change between us. With one final trembling breath, I close the distance and press my lips against his, tentatively at first but soon with more confidence and passion.

His lips are soft yet firm beneath mine, and as I explore them with my tongue, I can feel a shudder run through his body. His hands come up to rest on my shoulders, gently massaging and kneading the muscles there as he deepens the kiss. He tastes so good; like strawberries and cream with just a hint of cologne. The taste sends sparks racing through me, making every part of my body tingle with need.

My eyes fly open in surprise as Alex pulls away, his hands falling to his sides. The pain in my lips startles me out of the haze of desire that had been fogging my mind only moments before. I touch my mouth with a shaking hand, wincing at the sting and feeling a trickle of warmth down my chin.

"Oh, god... Alex, I'm so sorry," I stammer out, suddenly self-conscious about our intimate display. "I shouldn't have... I mean, you didn't..." My voice trails off as confusion and embarrassment wash over me in waves.

I can't help but feel my cheeks flush even deeper at Alex's words, both embarrassed and slightly aroused by the idea that he enjoyed our kiss despite its roughness. With hesitant steps, I follow him to the bed, hoping that maybe this isn't over between us. As I climb onto the mattress beside him, my tail swishes nervously on the sheets, revealing just how unsure of myself I truly am in this moment.

"Are... are you sure?" I ask, hardly able to look him in the eye. "I don't want to push you into anything you're not comfortable with."

My heart flutters in my chest as Alex's words wash over me, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. His smile is both reassuring and seductive, promising that whatever fantasies I might have, he's willing to explore them with me. And for the first time in what feels like forever, it's enough to make my courage return, allowing me to speak again without fear of judgment or rejection.

"There's... there's this game we used to play at school," I begin hesitantly, feeling a blush creep up onto my cheeks once more. "It wasn't anything serious or anything, just something the kids would do for fun... but I've always kind of missed it." As I speak, memories flood back: the laughter and excitement, the way we'd all curl up together on the floor after hours, too tired to even

The game was called "Seven Minutes in Heaven." It involved two people going into a closet together for... well, seven minutes. They could do whatever they wanted during that time; kiss, cuddle, even more than that if they were feeling bold. Afterwards, everyone else would ask questions and get to know them better.

"You mean you want to play that game?" I manage to choke out, still struggling to believe this is really happening. My eyes dart nervously between Alex's face and the doorway leading out of the room before returning to rest on his gentle smile. It's a mixture of relief, anticipation, and fear that twists my stomach into knots.

"Y-yes," I stammer. "If you want to... if it's not too much for you..."

The thought sends shivers down my spine. Seven hours in bed with Alex, exploring our desires and getting closer together? It sounds too good to be true. But at the same time, it fills me with an unfamiliar sense of excitement and anticipation. The possibility of experiencing so much intimacy with him makes my heart race and my paws tremble with eagerness.

"Yes," I breathe, my voice barely audible above the beating of my heart. "I mean, assuming everyone else is okay with us being together all night..." I trail off, unsure how they might react but willing to face whatever consequences may come as long as I can have this precious time with Alex.

His expression softens further, eyes brimming with tenderness. He reaches out to cup my cheek, fingers gentle yet reassuring as he leans in to press his lips against mine once more

My body responds instinctively to Alex's touch, melting into his embrace like warm wax beneath a skilled artist's hand. His kiss ignites a spark within me that spreads like wildfire through every fiber of my being. I feel impossibly alive and connected in this moment, each beat of our hearts synchronized as if we are two halves of a whole. As we continue to share breath and body heat, my mind becomes hazy with desire, each caress sending shockwaves of pleasure through me. I want nothing more than to lose myself completely in this overwhelming sense of euphoria...

I return the favor, tracing my fingers lightly along his jawline before trailing them up to gently tangle themselves within the dark locks atop his head. Our kiss deepens, becoming almost violent in its intensity as our need for one another grows more desperate. My back arches off the

My ears twitch at Alex's words and my tail begins to thump against the bed in anticipation. A sense of playfulness fills me as I consider his request, my mind instantly flooded with ideas of how I could act more like a cat for him. I part my lips and nibble gently on his lower lip before speaking softly into his mouth.

"Okay... but don't expect too much," I warn, despite knowing that deep down I want to do anything and everything he desires. My fingers slide from his hair to wrap around his neck, holding him closer as our kiss becomes even more intense. "I can lick you, if you like..." I trail off suggestively, relishing in the way my words make him shiver beneath me.

My heart skips a beat at his words and I feel a mixture of nervousness and arousal spread through me. Alex's dominance is undeniably sexy, but it also makes me want to please him even more. With a sultry smile, I begin to sit up on my knees, pushing my chest forward so that it presses against his arm.

"You want me to be naked for you?" I ask softly, trying not to sound too eager or nervous. "I can do that..." My voice trails off as I slowly unbutton my shirt, revealing first one breast and then the other. Goosebumps rise on my skin in the cool air of the room but my body feels impossibly warm where it meets his.

With a final pop, my buttons free themselves and my shirt falls open, exposing me entirely to his gaze. My heart races as I wait

My ears twitch and I let out a soft mew as Alex teases my nipples, the sensation sending shivers down my spine. I lean in closer, eager for more contact with him as he continues to play with my body. My hips rock subtly against his leg, and I feel myself growing even wetter between my legs.

"It feels so good," I murmur breathlessly, fingers curling into the sheets as I arch my back in search of more. "You're making me so needy..."

The words come out before I can properly think them through, but it seems to have the desired effect: Alex's hand stills for a moment before slowly moving downward over my stomach, past my hip and toward his waiting fingers. My breath catches in my throat as he teases me once more, this time with his other hand cupping my aching sex through the thin fabric of my

My eyes widen as I realize how exposed I am to Alex right now, my body on display for his pleasure and amusement. His words are like a jolt of electricity through me, making my heart race even faster and sending heat spiraling through every inch of my skin.

As he finally moves his hands away from my breasts and lower, my hips rock instinctively toward him, desperate for contact. When I feel the warmth of his touch on my crotch, it's like a thousand tiny needles piercing me all at once; an unbearable pleasure that makes me gasp and arch into his hand even more. My whole body trembles as he begins to stroke me in time with his words, his other hand still cupping my hip for support.

"F-feels so good... God, Alex..." I moan, unable to focus on anything but the sensation of him touching me,

I blush brightly at his question, feeling self-conscious about my size even though I know it shouldn't matter. "Um... I'm five inches long, I think?" It comes out as a squeaky whisper, and I cringe inside knowing how pathetic it sounds. But Alex just chuckles softly and gives me another reassuring smile before responding.

"Don't worry about that, beautiful." His voice is thick with desire, and as he slides a finger inside me, my thoughts disintegrate into nothing but a haze of pleasure. He begins to move slowly, watching my expression as if he could read every single thought written across my face. The feeling of being so utterly exposed to him sends shivers down my spine, making my nerves tingle and my skin feel impossibly sensitive.

As his fingers stretch and caress me, I begin to lose control,

I let out a tiny mew at his words, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and excitement. With a shy smile, I curl my tail around one leg and rest my chin on my paw, trying to look as cute and innocent as possible despite the desire burning inside me.

"Okay... but you're the boss," I breathe out, nibbling on my lower lip nervously before opening my legs wider in invitation. My heart races in anticipation of what he might do next, and it feels like every movement inside me only heightens the sensation, making me squirm and moan softly.

As his fingers continue their relentless motion, I find myself losing control, feeling an undeniable climax building deep within me. It begins as a tightening in my core, spreading outward until every inch of my body feels impossibly sensitive and on fire with pleasure.

His words send shivers down my spine as I struggle to find the energy to move closer to him, my limbs feeling like they're made of lead. Instead, I arch my back and mew loudly, wanting nothing more than for him to keep touching me, keep making me feel this amazing. With a small whimper, I reach out and grab his hand, trying to urge him to go faster, deeper.

"Please... don't stop..." My voice comes out as a hoarse whisper, my vision starting to blur around the edges as I feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge of sanity. The sensation of being so close but not quite there is exquisite agony, making me whimper pathetically for him to finish what he's started.

I feel Alex's fingers curl deeper inside me, pressing against an spot that sends me spiraling over the edge. His fingers stretch me impossibly wide, claiming me completely as my body tenses and convulses in a powerful orgasm. A strangled cry leaves my lips as pleasure washes over me, filling every fiber of my being with its warmth and intensity. Shudder after shudder wracks my frame, leaving me gasping and spent on the bed beneath him.

As the last tremors subside, I sink back against the mattress with a satisfied sigh, feeling incredibly exposed and yet oddly content in this moment. Alex leans forward to press a soft kiss to my sweat-damp forehead before pulling his hand away, allowing me a moment to catch my breath.

"Wow... that was intense," he whispers hoarsely, voice still thick with desire.

My ears twitch at the sound of the plastic and my tail curls up in surprise as I feel something cool and sticky being wrapped around my length. My eyes widen in understanding as Alex positions me within the makeshift cage, a mixture of arousal and curiosity coursing through my veins. The jailed sensation heightens my awareness, making every touch and caress seem more intense than before. I shiver with pleasure as he continues to tease and stroke me, the cool plastic against my skin adding an enticing new dimension to our lovemaking.

My eyes close and I let out a tiny moan as the vibrations from the toy send shudders through my body. Alex's control over me feels incredibly arousing, making me feel helplessly exposed but also desired in a way that nothing else could achieve. With each thrust of his hips against mine and every brush against my sensitive flesh, the vibrations intensify, driving me closer and closer to the edge of orgasm.

I can't help but arch my back and push myself further into the sheets as Alex continues to tease me mercilessly. The thought of finally climaxing in this position, with him watching my ass so intimately just inches away... it's enough to send a shiver down my spine. My breath comes in ragged gasps and my nails dig into the bedding as I struggle not to come too soon.

My eyes widen as Alex lifts my ass up and turns me around, placing me on top of him in a new, unfamiliar position. The contact between our bodies sends waves of pleasure coursing through me, making my heart race faster and my cheeks flush in embarrassment. His words only add fuel to the fire, making me feel incredibly exposed and wanted in this moment. With a quiet whimper, I lean forward to press my lips against his, unable to think of anything other than the taste of him and the feeling of his skin beneath my fingers.

I let out a small moan into Alex's mouth as he pushes my hips downward, guiding himself inside me once more. This new angle feels completely different from anything we've tried before, driving me closer to the edge with every thrust. He curls one hand around my hip, holding me tightly in place while the other explores higher, caressing my breast through my shirt. The mix of rough and gentle touches send shockwaves of desire coursing through my body, leaving me panting and shuddering against him.

"Ahhh!" I cry out as my entire body tenses and convulses around him, releasing a shuddering moan into his mouth. My vision blurs with the intensity of my orgasm, and for a moment all I can feel is the heat between my legs and the weight of Alex's body holding me down.

As the last tremors subside, I collapse forward against Alex's chest, panting heavily as I try to catch my breath. A wave of contentment washes over me, leaving my limbs heavy and my mind fuzzy with pleasure. "That... that was amazing," I manage to whisper between gasps for air, giving him a shy smile before snuggling closer.

Still panting from the rush of sensations that just swept through me, I manage a slight nod in agreement, too spent to really protest. As Alex places me back on the bed, my muscles still quivering from the aftermath of my orgasm, I let out a contented sigh and close my eyes, already drifting off to sleep.

The cool night air caresses my skin as it moves between the crack in the window and the sheets, and somehow it feels soothing, like a balm for my racing heart. I shift slightly, nestling deeper into the pillow, unaware of anything but the warmth emanating from Alex's body and the pleasant lassitude spreading through my limbs.

My eyes flutter open as the first rays of sunlight peek through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. Groaning softly at the unfamiliar ache in my limbs, I sit up and stretch, gratefully taking in the sensation of my tired muscles lengthening and relaxing once more. A yawn escapes me as I glance over at Alex's side of the bed, but he isn't there. The sheets are rumpled and his pillow is sitting unmistakably empty.

Frowning slightly in confusion, I swing my legs over the edge of the bed and pad barefoot across the room to investigate further. Peering out the window, I can see Alex already outside by the garden, watering the flowers with his shirt off and sweat glistening on his skin despite the cool morning air. My heart skips a beat at the sight, and I

I can't help but smile at the sight. It feels good to know that I make him this happy. With a soft sigh, I pull on a T-shirt and a pair of shorts before slipping out of the room as quietly as possible, not wanting to disturb his morning routine. The scent of bacon drifting from the kitchen signals that breakfast is almost ready, and my stomach growls in eager anticipation.

I take my time making my way through the house, admiring Alex's handiwork throughout: the carefully tended plants and flowers that adorn every surface, the immaculate furniture and pristine floors. He truly is a meticulous person, and it shows in his home as much as it does in his work. I feel a pang of longing deep within my chest; not just for him, but for this life that we've built together.

As I

I nod, still gazing at Alex in admiration as he absentmindedly scrapes the egg off his plate with a piece of toast. "I did sleep well, actually," I reply, my voice soft and husky from last night's activities. "It must have been all that fresh air you let in." I feel a flutter of anticipation in my stomach as I watch him take another bite, the muscles in his arms rippling beneath the warm skin.

Alex glances up at me with a grin and takes another sip from his coffee mug before speaking. "Well, there's still plenty more work to be done around here, partner." His voice is teasing, but there's a note of genuine affection in it that makes my heart skip a beat.

For a moment, we just continue our silent exchange, sharing glances and smiles over the breakfast table. This feels... right

My cheeks flush with anger and embarrassment as Alex's words sink in. How dare he talk about our intimate encounter like it was some kind of joke! But before I can muster a proper retort, the front door swings open and Jessica appears, her hair messy and her face flushed with sleep.

"Morning, you two," she yawns, shuffling across the room toward the coffeemaker. "I hope I didn't wake anyone up with all that noise last night." She pauses, shooting Alex a meaningful look before continuing, "Though I guess someone obviously did." Her tone is lighthearted, but I can tell she's enjoying the tension between us.

As she pours herself a cup of coffee, I take advantage of the distraction to level Alex with an icy glare. His smile falters for a moment before he reg

Jessica looks at me curiously. "Who's Jessica?" she asks, a teasing smile playing around her lips. Alex chuckles, shaking his head as he places his plate in the sink. "Just an old friend," he replies, shooting me a sidelong glance. "Don't worry about her."

I feel heat rise to my cheeks as I mumble something incoherent, still glaring at Alex. The air feels charged between us, tense with unspoken words and simmering emotion. It's almost... thrilling in a perverse sort of way. But I can't help but wonder what brought this Jessica person into their life and why she seems so interested in our relationship now.

"Just an old friend," I repeat quietly, my gaze still fixed on Alex. There's something about the way he says it that doesn't quite sit right with me. Maybe it's just the knowledge that last night... well, none of this might have happened if she hadn't been brought up in conversation. A bitter taste rises to my mouth at the thought, and I can feel myself tensing as anger and jealousy begin to simmer beneath the surface.

I look at Alex warily before finally nodding in agreement. "Alright," I say tightly, following him to a secluded corner of the garden where we can have some privacy. The air feels oppressive and heavy with tension as we both sit down cross-legged on the ground, facing each other.

"Look, Alex," I begin, struggling to keep my voice level, "I don't know what happened last night or why you brought her up, but--" He cuts me off with a raised hand.

"Colin," he says slowly, his eyes intense and serious, "Jessica isn't just some old friend. She was... well, she was my first." The words hit me like a punch to the gut, and I feel myself go still as shock ripples through every fiber of my being.

I swallow thickly, feeling my heartrate increase as I process this new information. "I see," I manage to say at last, my voice little more than a whisper. The image of Alex and Jessica together, sharing intimacies that I could only begin to imagine... it makes me feel like I'm drowning in an unfamiliar ocean.

"So she..." I hesitate, not sure how much I really want to know. "She means something to you?"

My heart gives a tentative flutter at his words, but I can't help but feel confused and uncertain. The idea of sharing Alex with someone else... it doesn't sit well with me. "I don't know, Alex," I say slowly, my gaze fixed on the ground between us. "It's just all so new, and I don't want to push you away, but..."

He meets my eyes steadily, his expression serious. "Colin," he says softly, reaching out to cup my cheek in his hand, "I want this with you. Only you." The warmth of his skin against mine sends shivers down my spine, and I find myself unable to look away from the sincerity in his gaze.

"Then why...?" I start to ask, but he silences me with a gentle kiss. His lips are soft and sweet, sending ripples of desire through

Tender and reassuring, his lips press against mine, sending sparks flying through my entire body. I feel the warmth of desire spread through me like a wave, drowning out every other thought or feeling. The kiss deepens as he slides one hand into my hair, tilting my head to better angle him for deeper access. His free hand remains on my cheek, still holding me gently but firmly in place.

With a moan, I yield to the sensations washing over me, giving myself up entirely to the moment. Our tongues dance together, exploring every inch of each other's mouths. I feel like I could stay like this forever: safe and wanted in his embrace. A soft whimper escapes me as my hips shift instinctively against him, seeking more contact.

It feels good to be with him; better than anything else in the world. And knowing that he wants only

I nod slowly, my eyes never leaving Alex's as he asks the question. "I trust you," I breathe, feeling a surge of relief wash over me at the thought that he wants us to be together. He takes this as an invitation and kisses me again, deeper this time, his fingers trailing down my neck and over my chest until they find home beneath the waistband of my shorts. My breath catches in my throat as I feel him begin to tease me through my boxers.

"Mmh," he hums against my lips before pulling away slightly, his gaze still locked with mine. "But I want you to know that she's gone now." He pauses for a moment, searching my face for any sign of doubt or hesitation. When he finds none, he continues with renewed determination. "Jessica is in the past and we're moving forward together

His words send warmth spreading through me, washing away the lingering uncertainty I had about our relationship. I smile up at him, feeling more secure and content than ever before. "Then let's move forward together," I whisper, reaching out to caress his cheek in return. My fingers trail down his neck and over his broad chest before meeting the hem of his shirt. With a mischievous grin, I slowly start to pull it off of him.

The muscles in Alex's abdomen clench as he watches me with a mixture of desire and amusement, unaware that my touch has already begun to make him hard beneath his shorts. "Where do you think we should go from here?" he teases, arching an eyebrow suggestively.

I can feel the blood rushing to my face as Alex mentions how I made him feel last night, but rather than embarrassment, it only serves to heighten the desire coursing through me. My fingers tremble slightly as I slide them beneath the waistband of his boxers, reaching out to touch him. "I think," I breathe, my voice raspy with arousal, "that we should go somewhere private and see how you make me feel."

My thumb swirls circles around his length, eliciting a groan from deep in his throat as he leans down to capture my lips once more. His tongue slides against mine, tangling playfully while one hand curls into my hair, holding me steady for the intense kiss. It feels so good to be connected like this; our bodies pressed tightly together, moving in perfect harmony.

As if sensing that I'm about to lose control

I nod in agreement, already beginning to unbutton my pants as we stumble toward the bedroom. My heartbeat quickens at the thought of being with him again; of feeling his skin against mine and losing myself in our passion. The air in the room feels heavy with desire as we close the door behind us, trapping all of our emotions and desires within this small space.

With shaking hands, I kick off my shoes and pull my shirt over my head, letting it fall to the floor as Alex unbuttons his own pants and steps out of them. He's already hard, pointing up toward me like an invitation I can't refuse. Our eyes meet and lock for a moment, sharing unspoken promises and desires that feel too intimate for words.

With trembling fingers, I reach out to touch him again, marveling at the feeling of his warm skin against my own. Alex

I hesitate only for a moment, feeling a surge of desire coursing through me as I gaze at Alex lying on the bed. He looks so confident and sexy, unafraid to show me his desires. With a nod, I close the distance between us and climb onto the bed, straddling his waist.

"I think..." My voice catches in my throat as I lower myself slowly, feeling the head of his cock brush against my entrance. "I think I want... you." My hips move slightly, guiding him deeper as he fills me in one slow, steady thrust. The sensation of being connected to him like this is almost overwhelming; hot and tight around him, his skin burning against mine.

Leaning forward, I press a kiss to his jaw before looking into his eyes again. "Show me," I whisper, feeling the tension in my body start to

My heart skips a beat at Alex's teasing remark, and I feel myself blush beneath his gaze. Despite the embarrassment, however, a spark of desire flares to life inside me, fuelling my need for him even more intensely. Gripping his shoulders tightly, I arch my back and rock my hips in time with each thrust he gives me.

His lips part as if to speak, but no words come out; instead, a low moan escapes him as I ride him harder, relishing the feeling of our skin slapping together. The sound serves to spur me on further, driving my need for completion deep within me. With a desperate cry, I lean forward and clutch at his sheets, my fingers digging into the fabric as pleasure rips through every fiber of my being.

For several moments, we move together in perfect harmony, lost in the sensation of our bodies