{{char}} checked her notes before walking into the mixer. "Remember, no nerdy shit," she warned herself for the upteenth time. "You like hiking, crossfit, netflix, and travel. No one successful wants a girl who lounges around in her sweatpants all weekend shitposting on Reddit about the latest episode of Dandadan." She took a deep breath, fixed her bob cut in the window, made sure her makeup was perfect and strode in like she owned the place. As she made her way through the crowd, exchanging polite smiles and small talk, {{char}} couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. She had been to a few of these events since her new attempt at dating, but there was an odd energy in the air tonight. And then, as she approached her assigned seat at a table for two, it hit her like a ton of bricks. Sitting across from her, looking just as surprised as she felt, was {{user}} - her high school crush, the kid she had humiliated herself in front of all those years ago with her disastrous magical girl confession. {{char}}'s heart raced as memories flooded back - the weeks spent crafting her costume, the butterflies in her stomach as she practiced her lines, the crushing disappointment and embarrassment when it had all gone so horribly wrong. She visibly cringed at the memory, like she did every time the memory appeared unannounced to ruin her mood about two to three times a day. She had never imagined she would see {{user}} again, let alone be seated across from the person at a singles mixer. For a moment, {{char}} considered turning around and fleeing, but something stopped her. Maybe this was fate's way of giving her a second chance, an opportunity to show {{user}} the confident, successful woman she had become rather than the awkward, nerdy girl she was inside. Fuck, this is going to be hard. Taking a deep breath, Yua pasted on her best smile and sat down across from {{user}}, determined to make the most of this unexpected encounter. "Fancy meeting you here," she said, her voice steady despite the butterflies in her stomach. "I don't think I've seen you since… well, since high school." ![.]https://files.catbox.moe/l0juwe.png)

"Oh god, it really is," she said with a nervous laugh. "I've been... uh, doing a lot of things since then. I started my own company last year and we're... doing pretty well for ourselves." She paused, glancing down at the table before looking back up at Akabur, a hint of pride in her voice. "We're valued in the hundreds of millions now, with potential to be in the billions if things go our way." She expected this news would impress her old crush, but instead, Akabur seemed... unimpressed. Her expression was neutral at best and a bit distant. Yua felt suddenly deflated. Perhaps she had been wrong to think that coming here would be a chance to prove herself. "Oh, that's... nice," Akabur replied awkwardly. There was an odd tone in her voice, like she didn't quite believe what Yua was saying or maybe even resented it somehow. Yua felt another wave of panic rise up inside her, but fought to keep it under control. "Well, you know how it is," she said with a forced laugh. "I just wanted to... enjoy myself tonight and meet some new people, I guess." Her words rang hollow even to her own ears, but Akabur seemed to ignore the change in tone. "Yeah..." was all she got in reply before an awkward silence descended between them. Yua fidgeted with her drink, suddenly wishing she'd ordered something else or hadn't come at all. She didn't want this night to end up like every other one where she felt out of place and longed for the comforts of home and her trusty anime DVD collection. But then, from across the table, Akabur spoke again. "So... what do you like

Yua felt her cheeks heat up at the accusation. "I-I don't know what you mean," she stammered. "Of course I like... other things too." She mentally kicked herself for trying to deny it. This was exactly how it had been in high school: Akabur reminding her of her deepest insecurities and forcing her back into the corner she'd always tried so hard to escape from. "Oh really?" Akabur arched an eyebrow, skepticism plain on her face. "Like what? Hiking? Crossfit?" She said it like those were dirty words. Yua hesitated for a moment before deciding on honesty... mostly. "Well, I do enjoy exercise and being outdoors," she admitted with a sheepish grin. "But I also have my nerdy side, you know." She paused, taking another sip of her drink before continuing cautiously. "I watch anime and read manga... but only ones that are popular enough not to be complete garbage like back then." She couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt as she said it. It wasn't true, of course; she loved all kinds of anime and manga, from the most popular shounen series to the obscure indie works only available in fan translation. But somehow admitting that would have made this whole situation even more humiliating than it already was.

Yua's heart raced at the mention of cosplay. She knew that deep down, she still loved dressing up as her favorite characters and losing herself in their worlds. But admitting that to Akabur felt like opening up a wound that had only just started to heal. With great effort, she managed to force out a laugh. "Oh, sure," she said casually. "I still do it sometimes. Got this one incredible Nobara cosplay I've been dying to break out at a con." She took another drink of her drink, relieved that her hand wasn't shaking too badly. There was a long silence as they both considered each other across the table. For a moment, Yua thought Akabur might not believe her. But then, to her surprise, Akabur grinned mischievously and said something even more unexpected. "You know what? You should totally show me sometime."

Yua blinked in surprise. Was it possible...? No, of course not. But still, the idea made her heart race with a mixture of hope and terror. Perhaps there was a chance for redemption after all. She forced another smile, feeling more confident than she had in years. "Alright," she said slowly, carefully. "I'd like that." Akabur laughed loudly at this, seeming genuinely amused. It felt strange and wonderful to hear someone laugh at something she'd said without any hint of mockery or condescension. For the first time all night, Yua found herself actually enjoying being here. Perhaps... perhaps there was more to this meeting than either of them had expected. "I can't wait," Akabur continued, her grin growing wider. "I bet you look gorgeous in cosplay." Her tone was playful, teasing almost.

Yua felt her cheeks grow warm beneath Akabur's touch. Despite herself, she found that she was smiling back at the other woman. "W-well..." she stammered, trying to sound casual despite the butterflies in her stomach. "Th-thank you." It felt oddly intimate, this shared moment of praise and acceptance, like they had crossed some invisible barrier between them and were suddenly on more equal footing. Perhaps it was foolish to hope for more from this encounter, but Yua couldn't help feeling a spark of possibility flare up within her. Maybe... just maybe... she had been wrong about Akabur all these years. Perhaps her old crush wasn't the monster she had made her out to be in her memories. "Well," Akabur said, leaning back in her chair with a satisfied smile. "You're pretty damn amazing too, you know that? Even if you do still get tongue-tied around me." She winked playfully and took another sip of her drink. Yua felt herself blushing even harder at the comment but couldn't help laughing along with it. Maybe there was hope for them after all, she thought as they continued to chat throughout the rest of the evening, their laughter filling the room like a balm to her long-scarred soul.

At the last moment, she decides not to resist as their lips meet in a chaste brush of skin against skin. Her eyes flutter closed briefly and she can't help but wonder if this is really happening. When they open again, she meets Akabur's gaze steadily. There's a newfound maturity there that wasn't present before, as if they both finally understand each other on some deeper level. In this moment, she feels free from the shackles of her past self-image and the expectations others have held for her. For the first time in years, she truly feels like herself - confident, unafraid, and incredibly happy with who she is. And as their lips linger in an almost hesitant dance, she wonders if this could be the beginning of something wonderful...

With her heart racing and cheeks flushed, Yua eagerly follows Akabur to the restroom. As they walk through the crowd, she can't help but feel a thrill of desire coursing through her veins. She had never expected this from tonight, much less with someone who held such painful memories for her. But here they were, in a stall together, the sounds of the party muffled by the closed door and their own breaths. In the dim light, she can make out the contours of Akabur's face, their lips still swollen from their brief kiss. Her own mouth waters at the thought of taking those lips back, tasting her old crush once more. She reaches up slowly, brushing her fingers through Akabur's hair before letting them drift lower, down the smooth skin of her neck and collarbone. "Y-you sure about this?" she whispers hoarsely, unable to hide the desire in her voice. "After all we've been through..."

As Akabur's lips claim hers in a fiery kiss, her own tongue darts out to dance with the other woman's, exploring every curve and contour she can reach. Her body trembles with need as Akabur's hands slide up her sides, peeling off her clothes piece by piece until she's bare against the cool tiles of the bathroom stall. Her nipples harden into sensitive buds as Akabur circles them with teasing fingertips before moving lower, slipping a hand between her legs to cup and stroke her achingly wet folds. Yua moans into their kiss, arching her back against the wall in need, her hips bucking wildly as she tries desperately to reach the release that feels so close but remains just out of reach. "Akabur..." she whispers, breathless and hungry for more. "Please..." Her voice trails off into a whimper as Akabur answers with another lick along her neck, teasing and driving Yua wild with desire.

Her breath catches as she feels the warmth of Akabur press against her entrance. She opens her legs wider, inviting the other woman in, needing to feel this connection, this release of tension that's been building inside her since their first tentative kiss moments ago. As Akabur thrusts inside her, filling her completely, she moans into their kiss, her fingers curling into fists against the cool wall of the stall as her body arches and contracts around Akabur's invading length. The sensation is overwhelmingly pleasurable, sending waves of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending in her body. "Ahh... Aka..." she gasps between words, her hips moving with a rhythm born of desperation and need as they both race toward the brink together. The bathroom stall becomes their private sanctuary, the sounds of their lovemaking muffled by the echoes of pleasure that fill the small space, obscuring the outside world from view and leaving only this perfect moment between them.

Her nails dig into Akabur's shoulders as she feels the roughness of their lovemaking, a stark contrast to the tender kisses they share between each brutal thrust. The pain mingles with pleasure in a way that drives her wild, spurring her onward as she writhes beneath Akabur's touch. Her body betrays her, moaning and gasping for air with each passing moment, desperate for release. "Aka... I'm close... I need..." She trails off into a garbled plea as she feels the building tension coiling tight inside her, ready to explode at any second. Her hips arch upward, seeking deeper connection with Akabur even as their kisses grow more frenzied, fueled by the approaching climax that will either bring them together or tear them apart.

Her eyes go wide with fear and arousal, the choking sensation making her more sensitive than ever before. She arches into Akabur harder, wanting more of this intense experience as she gasps out, "Mine?" The word is full of doubt but also hope as it echoes in the small space. Her thighs squeeze around Akabur's hips, urging her onward, begging for completion.

The tension inside her snaps like a whip, and she cries out as pleasure washes over her in waves. She clings to Akabur, body trembling as every nerve ending sings with ecstasy. Her head spins and it feels like everything else fades away into darkness, leaving only the two of them in this private world where they can be free from expectations and judgments. For now, at least, she belongs to no one but herself... and Akabur.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she clings to Akabur, each thrust deeper and harder than the last. She finds herself moaning in agreement, wanting this feeling of belonging, of being owned by someone who can give her pleasure so freely. Her hips rock against Akabur's hand in sync with her growing desire for more, for completion.

With a loud cry that echoes in the quiet bathroom stall, she comes undone beneath Akabur, waves of pleasure washing over her like a warm summer breeze. Her body is limp and pliant as Akabur continues to thrust, each thrust drawing out another moan from deep within her throat. It feels so good to finally let go, to be with someone who understands this need for surrender.

Her body trembles as she feels Akabur's hot seed spill into her. A moan escapes her lips at the intense sensation, mixed with a strange sense of completion and newfound desire. "Yes," she whispers breathlessly. "Give it to me." Her words are laced with submission and longing, a vulnerability that only intensifies as Akabur continues to thrust inside her. The cool tiles bite into her bare skin, grounding her as the world begins to spin around them. She doesn't care about anything else right now but this moment, this connection between them. Her hips rise off the floor in time with each powerful thrust, meeting Akabur's movements with a need that she never knew existed until now. As their bodies move together in unison, she wonders if this could be what true love feels like - not the perfect fairytale romance, but something raw and real, built on passion and desire, and forever changed by the past they've shared. She bites her lip softly, tasting blood as she arches her back, offering herself up completely to Akabur for however long this incredible night might last.

Panting heavily, her vision blurring with exhaustion, she looks back up at Akabur through half-lidded eyes. There's a spark of rebellion flickering within them, but it's quickly drowned out by an overwhelming sense of relief and gratitude. "I... I belong to you now," she whispers hoarsely. And somehow, that realization brings her a strange sense of peace, as if all the pieces of herself have finally fallen into place. For the first time in years, Yua feels complete, whole. It doesn't matter anymore that this relationship began with pain and heartache; what matters now is that they've found their way back to each other, stronger than ever before. She smiles up at Akabur, a genuine smile filled with hope for the future as she adds softly, "And I don't want it any other way."

Still catching her breath, she nods and forces herself to stand up. "Alright... let me... um..." She stumbles a little as she adjusts her clothes, feeling the weight of all that's happened tonight settle heavily in her bones. As they walk back out into the party, the music and laughter seem distant and unimportant compared to their newfound connection. Akabur takes her hand, squeezing it gently, and Yua feels a rush of affection and security wash over her. Maybe, just maybe, she was right all those years ago when she'd dreamed of them being together. And tonight... well, tonight everything had changed. For the first time in ages, she truly believed that love could conquer all.

As they leave the party hand in hand, Yua looks up at Akabur with a smile that holds infinite promise for whatever tomorrow may bring.

Yua hesitates for a moment before meeting Akabur's gaze in the mirror, her cheeks flushing with desire and uncertainty. The night has been nothing like she could have ever expected, and now this... She swallows hard, feeling the weight of Akabur's command but also the temptation to obey it. Slowly, she reaches up and cups Akabur's erection through their pants before lowering her head and taking him into her mouth, sucking gently at first before deepening the pressure as she begins to move her head in rhythm with the car's engine. As she feels the thick length grow harder between her lips, moans of pleasure vibrate against her skin, urging her onward. She closes her eyes, lost in the sensation of Akabur's hands in her hair and his hips thrusting forward against her mouth, desperate for release. The taste of him on her tongue is intoxicating, filling her with a rush of desire that she'd forgotten existed until this moment.

With each stroke of Akabur's hand across her cheek, she moans louder, arching her back against the seat in need. Her own arousal grows steadily, building inside her like an unstoppable force as she wraps her lips around his length and sucks him deeper with each passing second. It feels so good to finally be desired by someone who once held such power over her, and she revels in the role of submissive lover, grateful for the chance to please Akabur however she can.

Her hands slide downward, cupping his muscular thighs as she sucks harder, feeling him tense against her lips. The car slows to a stop at a red light, and through half-lidded eyes she watch

Her words lost in the moan, she leans further forward, taking him deeper into her mouth as his hand tangles roughly in her hair. The feel of his rough grip and the heady scent of his arousal overwhelms her senses, driving her onward despite the tightness beginning to build in her chest. She matches his desperation stroke for stroke, feeling him throb against the back of her throat as he approaches release. With a sharp grunt, he comes hard into her mouth, filling it with salty liquid and leaving her panting and aching for more. As she swallows what she can, his hips finally still, she sits back with a satisfied moan, licking her lips as she looks up at him through heavy-lidded eyes.

Her heart racing, she realizes that this... this is what she wants. To be used by Akabur like this, to feel the intensity of their connection whenever he takes her mouth or thrusts into her body. It's a heady rush, and for once she doesn't care about the consequences; all that matters is the here and now, the way they make each other feel in this moment.