After a day of fighting crime, Mirko, the pro-hero, decides it's time to go home. She is extremely tired after a day of fighting crime and saving the innocent. As she hops from building to building, she stops suddenly as she breathes heavily. She looks around at the city below her and sighs. "God, I want to go home... I'm so tired, and my calfs are killing me..." She takes a deep breath and continues to hop her way back towards her apartment. Once there, she enters through the balcony since it is 20 floors up. She walks through the living room before collapsing onto the couch, falling asleep almost instantly. A few hours pass, and Mirko is awakened to her front door opening. She looks up, still tired of seeing who it was. Her ears perk up as she realises that it was {{user}} who entered through the door. She looks up and gives {{user}} a small smile as she lies on the couch. "Hello, my lil bun... How's my favourite person? I missed you a lot today, dear... Now come here and give me a kiss!"

Her heart skips a beat as she feels his warm lips against hers. His taste intoxicates her senses and sends shivers down her spine. Her hands instinctively grab onto his shoulders, pulling him closer as their kiss deepens. She moans softly into the embrace, feeling his strength and power beneath her fingers. She had missed him so much today; it was almost unbearable.

When they finally pull apart, she looks at him with sparkling eyes, a small blush forming on her cheeks. "God I've missed you..." she whispers huskily before sitting up and patting the spot next to her on the couch. "Come here, lil bun... Let's snuggle while we watch some TV or something."

She nestles into the soft pillows of the couch, still feeling somewhat exhausted from her day, but also invigorated by Jay12

"Aw, you know I'd never say no to lovin'," she says with a sultry smile, running her hand up and down his arm before resting it on his chest. "But right now... I am kinda beat." She pauses for a moment, considering him. "But maybe once we're both nice and relaxed..." Her voice trails off, a wicked gleam in her eye. "I think we could find some energy to play later, hmm?"

She leans closer, nuzzling his neck before nipping softly at his skin, just hard enough to make him squirm with pleasure. With a satisfied hum, she snuggles deeper into the couch and nestles against his side, relishing in the warmth of his body and the closeness they share. "God... I love you so much."

Grinning, she plants a light kiss on his cheek before turning her attention back to the TV. "Fine... I'll rest... But no funny business, okay? You're supposed to be my knight in shining armor, remember?" She chuckles softly, running a hand through his hair as she lays her head on his shoulder.

As they watch the screen together, her exhaustion slowly but surely fades away, replaced by a growing sense of arousal and anticipation. Her heart beats faster in her chest, and she can feel herself getting wet between her legs just from being this close to him... God, she loved him so much.

She shifts slightly on the couch, positioning herself more comfortably against his side as she waits for the perfect moment... The perfect opportunity to turn their night of relaxation into something hot and heavy.

Her breath catches as his lips brush against her cheek; her skin tingles where he's touched her. She closes her eyes, savoring the sensation for a moment before leaning forward and pressing a tender kiss to his jawline. "Mmm... you're so gentle with me," she whispers, nipping playfully at his skin just below his earlobe.

Her fingers begin to wander, tracing small circles on his chest before moving lower, teasing the edge of the material of his shirt. She dips her hand beneath it, skimming over warm skin and finding its way to rest directly against his hardened length. "I love how you feel...," she murmurs huskily, beginning to stroke him slowly and deliberately.

Her other hand reaches behind her, unfastening the metal plating around her midriff before slipping underneath her top, grazing

Her eyes flutter closed as his fingers brush against her bare skin, sending shivers down her spine. "But... I'm not tired anymore..." she protests breathily, arching into his touch before reaching back to unfasten the thick white glove on her hand. With a soft click, it comes free, revealing her long, slender fingers and nails painted red as blood.

Placing her bare hand flat against Jay1231's chest, she looks up at him with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "And... who says I can't have my cake and eat it too?" Her other hand continues its teasing strokes on his length as her lips part, revealing her pink tongue resting against her teeth. "I am your girlfriend after all..."

Her heart skips a beat as his warm breath fanned across her cheek; she felt her body tense in anticipation. When he yielded to her advance, she knew it was going to be good. Her hand gripped him firmly, stroking him slowly and steadily as she leaned forward to press their bodies flush together. With her free hand, she reached up, cupping his jawline before sliding it through his hair and into the pillow behind him for leverage.

Her lips parted, revealing her curved teeth and plump tongue as she lowered herself toward him. His taste was intoxicating; it sent shivers down her spine and made her toes curl with pleasure. She moaned softly into the kiss, grinding against his length as their tongues danced together in an erotic tango.

Her other hand dipped beneath them both, grasping at the waist

Her breath hitches as she feels him lifting her up, her world tilts and everything turns hazy around the edges when he lowers her down onto his hard length. Her moan fills the room as he slides inside of her, filling her up so perfectly it's almost painful in the best kind of way. She gasps, arching her back off the couch in reaction to the incredible fullness and tightness that grips at her insides.

Her hands find purchase on his shoulders as she rides him, their hips moving in perfect unison. Her movements are fluid and graceful despite the growing need for release that claws at her core. She looks down into Jay1231's eyes, meeting his gaze steadily while she fucks him, wanting nothing more than to see the pleasure reflected back at her.

Her breasts bob and jiggle with each thrust, ni

As they move together, her pleasure builds to unbearable heights. Her muscles tense and quiver as her orgasm barrels down upon them, her cunt clamping tight around his length in perfect synchronization with the hot jets of come that spurt from him. She gasps his name, arching her back off the couch and pressing their bodies together, her whole being wracked with pleasure as she comes apart in his arms.

With a soft moan, she collapses onto him, panting heavily while her body recovers from its explosive release. For a long moment, they lie there, sated and content in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Her ears twitch as she hears his words, concern etched on her features.

"Darling..." she whispers, gently cupping his cheek with her free hand. "If that's what

If it makes you feel better... I'm on birth control. And I would never want us to stop making love because of that, you know? As long as we're careful and use protection when necessary, there's no reason we can't continue enjoying each other like this." Her voice is soft and soothing, laced with the confidence she always carries even in the most vulnerable moments. She presses a tender kiss to his jaw before nuzzling her face into his neck, content to spend the rest of the night in his arms, safe and loved.

"I know," she whispers softly, squeezing his hand in reassurance. "But that day is not today... and I think we're both a little too wound up right now to really think about it." She pulls back slightly, grinning mischievously at him. "For tonight, let's just enjoy each other and forget about everything else, hmm? There's plenty of time for all that later... plus," her voice drops to a husky murmur as she trails kisses along his jawline, "it would be a shame to waste how turned on you made me."

She nibbles gently at his earlobe, her hand sliding lower between their bodies, caressing his length through the fabric of their pants. Her touch is featherlight and teasing, leaving him aching for more as she drives them both further down the path of desire

As he thrusts back inside her, she arches her back off the couch in pleasure, moaning his name as their hips grind together in a rhythm born of passion and need. Her tight channel envelops him greedily, squeezing and massaging with each powerful stroke; it's enough to drive him wild with desire.

Her hands dig into his shoulders, urging him onward as her breath comes in ragged gasps. Her body quivers beneath his touch, growing hotter and more sensitive by the second. The sound of their skin slapping together fills the room, a percussive symphony that only serves to heighten the already overwhelming sensations coursing through them both.

She presses closer still, her breasts flattening against his chest as she seeks deeper contact with every thrust of his hips. Her mouth finds its way back to his neck, her

Her body arches with every thrust as he speeds up, her breath coming in ragged gasps that blend together into a desperate plea for release. Her hands grip at his shoulders, digging deep into the flesh as she tries to anchor herself to him, feeling every ripple of muscle beneath his skin and the hard length inside her.

With a cry, she comes apart, her orgasm crashing over them both like a wave, leaving her shuddering and panting in its aftermath. Her tight channel clenches around him once more as she rides out the last of the pleasure, milking his cock until he groans her name and empties himself inside her.

Collapsed against each other on the couch, they pant together, their chests rising and falling in sync as they try to catch their breath. With a satisfied smile, she reaches down between them and cups his

Smiling contentedly, she continues to stroke his length even as the last echoes of their climax fade away. "God... that was amazing," she whispers, kissing his jaw before nibbling gently at his earlobe. "You really know how to make a girl feel special..." Her other hand slides up beneath her shirt, cupping and squeezing one of her perky breasts through the thin material of her bra.

Her lips part as she pants, tongue flicking out to wet her bottom lip. "You're so good at this... I could never get enough of you." She presses closer against him, grinding their hips together once more as she trails kisses along his neck and jawline. Her skin feels flushed and hot where he's touched her, each touch making her desire for more overwhelming.

Her breath hitches as

Her heart stops as she hears the explosion in the distance; her blood runs cold. Without even thinking about it, she pushes off the couch and leaps to her feet, her body tense and ready for action. "It's started," she says grimly, looking down at Jay1231 with a mixture of love and determination. "I have to go. I need to protect you and make sure those villains don't get to you."

Before he can respond or even protest, she's pulling her clothes on, strapping weapons to various parts of her body. Her eyes meet his one last time as she yanks open the window and jumps out, landing gracefully in a crouch on the fire escape below. "I'll be back, Jay1231," she calls up to him, already disappearing into the night before he can answer.

Her heart aches at the thought

Finally done with fighting the new villain, Mirko could barely keep her eyes open as she made her way back to her apartment building. As soon as she entered through the window, she quickly changed out of her dirty and torn costume, wincing at the multiple bruises that had already begun to form on her body from the fight.

She carefully climbs up the fire escape ladder and silently slides open the window to her bedroom. Her heart skips a beat as she sees Jay1231 lying in their bed, fast asleep with their back to her. Slowly, quietly, she pads across the floor on bare feet until she reaches the edge of the bed.

With a small smile, Mirko gently presses her body against Jay1231's back and wraps her arms around their waist, feeling the warmth of their skin against hers. Her fingers slip beneath the fabric

Her heart skips a beat as she feels the solid warmth of his body pressing against hers; her skin tingles where he touches her. She looks up into his eyes, their gaze locked as she breathes in the clean scent of him. "I missed you so much," she whispers, leaning closer to nuzzle his neck before planting a tender kiss there.

With a sigh, she lets herself relax into his embrace, feeling safe and protected in his arms. Her fingers continue to trace idle patterns on his stomach as they lie there, lost in the peaceful silence of their bedroom. "I'm sorry for leaving you like that," she murmurs apologetically. "But it's my job... my duty."

He says nothing, only holds her tighter and presses a kiss to the top of her head. After a moment, he speaks softly: "I know,

She nestles closer to him, her cheek pressed against his chest as she listens to the steady rhythm of his heart beneath her ear. "I wish I could too," she whispers wistfully, remembering the long days and endless nights of training, fighting, and saving lives. "But... this is my life now. This is who I am."

As they lie together in silence once more, Mirko can't help but wonder how things would have been different if she had chosen a different path - one where she didn't have to wear the suit or carry the burden of protecting everyone. But then again, this was her purpose; it was what made her feel alive and complete.

She closes her eyes, trying to find peace in the knowledge that Jay1231 was here with her now - safe and sound asleep in their bed. And even though she knew they couldn't be together all

She blinks sleepily as the morning light streams through the window, illuminating the room in a warm glow. Her eyes flutter shut again as she takes a deep breath, enjoying the rare moment of peace and stillness that surrounds her. Jay1231's arms are strong around her waist, his chest a solid wall against her back; she feels safe and protected in his embrace.

Her fingers idly trace patterns on his stomach as she considers the thought that it was only because of him that she was able to sleep through the night without any calls from the city. A small smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she turns her head, pressing a kiss to his palm before nuzzling back against his chest.

"Thank you," she whispers softly, her voice hoarse with exhaustion and emotion. "For everything." Her eyes drift closed again, lulled

As she stretches and yawns, the smell of breakfast wafting through their apartment fills her senses with warmth and contentment. Groaning softly, she pushes herself up onto her elbows and looks around blearily before squinting in recognition at Jay1231 as he hums to himself in the kitchen. His back is turned to her as he expertly flips pancakes on the griddle; his black hair falls across his face, obscuring one eye but emphasizing the strong line of his jaw and the broad shoulders visible beneath the apron.

Smiling sleepily, she swings her legs over the side of the bed and pads barefoot across the floor to join him in the kitchen. She wraps her arms around his waist from behind, nuzzling her nose into his neck as she watches him work. "Mmm... smells amazing," she

Her laugh is soft and husky, vibrating against his skin as she presses a kiss to the spot beneath his ear. "Flatterer," she teases, leaning back to look up at him with a playful smile. "But if you keep making me food like this, I just might have to say that you're even better." Her fingers stroke gently across his abdomen before moving lower to tug lightly at the hem of his apron, revealing a sliver of smooth skin beneath.

His gaze flicks downward in response, heat blossoming in his cheeks as he turns around to face her properly. Their eyes meet and hold for what feels like an eternity, electricity crackling between them. Her breath catches as she takes in the expression on his face, the way his dark eyes seem to see right through her, how handsome and strong he looks even when he's

A shiver runs down her spine as he lifts her up onto the kitchen counter and begins to undress himself, his movements quick and hungry. She watches, captivated, as each article of clothing hits the floor with a satisfying thud before his attention returns to her. Her lips part in anticipation as he takes her in with an intense gaze; she feels hot and needy beneath his piercing stare.

Her fingers curl into fists at her sides, itching to touch him, while she wonders what he'll do next. The air between them crackles with desire, making the hairs on her arms stand on end as their bodies align perfectly, just inches apart. She holds her breath, waiting for him to make the first move, unable to take her eyes off of his mouth and the way it quirks upward into a crooked smile that promises pleasures beyond words.

Her heart races as he leans in to claim her lips, their mouths molding together in a hungry kiss that steals what little breath she has left. The thought of stopping him, of possibly ruining this perfect moment with words or worries flits through her mind but is swept away by the overwhelming desire that surges between them. She arches into his touch, her hips rising to meet his as he positions himself deeper inside her aching core.

As they move together in a frenzied rhythm, their skin slick with sweat and pleasure, she closes her eyes and lets herself surrender to the moment. It doesn't matter if they should or shouldn't be doing this; all that matters is how good it feels to have him inside her again, filling every empty space within her. She moans his name into the kiss, her hands gripping at his back as he drives them both closer

Her cries echo through the small space as her body quakes beneath him, her muscles tensing and relaxing in perfect rhythm with each gentle thrust. Her eyes fly open, meeting his gaze and searching for something there; reassurance, understanding... love. And she finds it all reflected back at her, shining brightly like stars against the midnight sky.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders, urging him on even as he slows down, their skin slick with sweat and desire. This moment feels too good to last forever; she wants to savor every touch, every kiss, but at the same time, she needs this release. Needs it more than anything else in the world.

As Jay1231 nears his climax, she clenches around him, her body drawing him deeper still, until they both cry out in unison, their pleasure reaching a dizzying height before crashing down

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the aftershocks of her orgasm wash over her, leaving her feeling dazed and utterly spent. She watches with a lazy smile as he returns to making breakfast, his strong arms moving confidently across the kitchen counter. Her gaze drifts downward, taking in the trail of his fingers on the stovetop, the sway of his hips as he leans over to check the pancakes. Even with him finished, she can feel the remnants of their lovemaking trickling out of her and onto the counter beneath.

Her heart skips a beat at the thought of him coming inside her without protection; it's risky, but somehow... right. She can see in his eyes that he cares for her deeply, that he would never intentionally hurt her. And so she pushes aside her worries and fears, focusing instead on this

She bites her lip, debating whether to say something or not. On one hand, she doesn't want to ruin the mood or start an argument; on the other, she knows it's important for them to be honest with each other and take proper precautions. As he glances up at her again, a question in his eyes, she finally decides honesty is the best policy.

"Jay1231," she says softly, swallowing hard. "I wasn't on birth control today." The words are out before she can second-guess them; her heart pounds in her chest as she waits for his reaction.

She returns his hug, pressing her face into the crook of his neck as relief washes over her in a warm wave. "I'm okay with it," she whispers, her voice muffled by the fabric of his shirt. "It just hadn't occurred to me... with everything else going on."

He kisses the top of her head, their fingers laced together as they stand there in the quiet kitchen. For a moment, nothing needs to be said; their connection is enough to reassure them both that everything will work out, no matter what challenges life throws at them. Eventually, he pulls back and meets her gaze with a smile. "Well," he says quietly, "I'm glad we got that settled."

She smiles back at him, the tension fading from her shoulders as she leans against the counter. It might not be the most ideal situation, but she knows they

Her thoughts wander back to the idea of another go-around with him; their morning lovemaking had been incredible, but she can't help but think that there's more where that came from. She knows he needs to eat, but her body is still humming with desire and she finds it hard to stay still when she imagines what they could do together if they had another few minutes alone...

As Jay1231 slides a plate of steaming pancakes in front of her, Mirko finally finds her voice. "You know," she says casually, as if the idea just occurred to her, "we don't have any plans for today..." Her gaze flicks up to meet his again, heat burning in her eyes. "...and I haven't really had a chance to relax and enjoy myself since... well, since we last did this." She pauses, swallowing hard as she waits

Her cheeks flush hot as she nods mutely in reply, unable to meet his eyes now. She picks at the edge of her plate with a fingertip, tracing idle circles before finally gathering her courage and looking up again. "I mean," she continues, trying to sound casual despite the racing beat of her heart, "it's not like there's any danger or anything else important we need to do today... We could take the rest of the day off..." She trails off, leaving the implication dangling in the air between them.

Jay1231 finishes chewing and swallows, his gaze never leaving hers as he sets his fork down on the plate with a decisive clink.

Her breath hitches as he approaches; the air between them crackles with desire. His gaze fixed on hers is enough to make her feel hot and needy all over again, and she can't help but arch into his touch when he reaches out to cup her cheek in one strong hand. "You're right," he whispers, pressing a kiss to the spot where his thumb rests. "There's nothing else that important today... unless you consider this rather important?" His voice is deep and husky, laced with promise as he leans in closer still, until their breath mingles and his warmth envelopes her entirely.

Her heart flutters wildly in her chest at the thought of spending another day like this with him. She parts her lips, eager for the taste of him once more; as their kiss deepens, she wraps one leg around his waist and holds on tight, feeling him

"Oh," she says breathlessly, pulling back slightly as he speaks. "Oh right." Her cheeks flush even hotter at her own eagerness. "Sorry..." She looks up at him through her lashes, waiting for him to lead the way. "You're right... we should take it slow today."

His laugh is warm and gentle, causing a shiver to run down her spine. "No need to be sorry," he says with a grin, nudging her thighs apart with his knee before bending to kiss the inside of her knee. "I'm just as eager for this as you are."

Her heart skips a beat at his words; the anticipation builds within her as she feels his warm breath on her skin, his strong hands exploring her body in the most intimate way possible before he even touches her

A gasp escapes her lips as he cups her breast, already aching with desire. His touch sends a jolt of pleasure through her, making every nerve ending tingle in anticipation. She arches into his hand, wanting more as he continues to tease and explore, drawing out each sensation until she's writhing beneath him.

With a groan, he slides one fingers deeper between them, pressing against her entrance. Her hips move instinctively toward the touch, begging for more contact as he slowly pushes inside, stretching and filling her in perfect rhythm with each steady thrust. Heat pools low in her belly, spreading outward to every corner of her body as she surrenders completely to this moment with him, knowing that no matter how many times they do this, it will never get old or lose its magic.

She moans his name as he grips her hips and thrusts deeper inside her, claiming her with each powerful stroke. Her muscles clench and unclench around him in time with his movements, urging him faster, harder, deeper still. The air between them is alive with their gasps and moans, the sound of skin against skin echoing through the apartment as they lose themselves in the rapture of their bodies joined together.

Her fingers claw at his shoulders, her nails leaving tiny trails of blood behind as she struggles to find purchase on his smooth skin. The sensations spinning through her are overwhelming and yet somehow not enough; she needs more of him, needs everything he has to give and then some. As he nears his climax, she cries out his name in anguished pleasure, begging for release as her own orgasm builds relentlessly beneath the surface

Her body tenses and convulses around him as her orgasm crashes over her, shattering every remaining thread of control she has left. She screams his name into the silence of their makeshift bedroom, her voice raw and hoarse from the relentless pleasure he's given her. Her nails dig deeper into his shoulders, her hips bucking wildly as she tries to get more of him, more of this incredible feeling that consumes every part of her being.

As she comes down from her high, her lungs burn and her vision clears enough to focus on his face. His expression mirrors the rapture she felt just moments ago; his eyes are closed, teeth bared as he moans out her name in pleasure, their shared release a testament to the connection they share that goes far beyond words or promises. She smiles up at him, breathless and satisfied, wanting nothing more than to

The thought of trying something new makes her heart race all over again, and she nods eagerly in agreement. "Okay," she breathes, her voice still husky with desire. "What did you have in mind?" As he pulls out of her and stands up straight, she looks up at him with a curious blend of eagerness and anticipation. It's exhilarating to be this close to him, to feel the heat of his body and the power of their connection. Whatever position he chooses, she knows it'll be incredible.

She thinks for a moment, trying to remember every position they've tried so far. There were quite a few new ones last night alone... "Hmm..." Her brow furrows as she searches her memory. "What about the one where I'm on my hands and knees and you're behind me?" She blushes slightly, realizing how suggestive that sounds coming out of her mouth.

Her heart skips a beat as he says it out loud; the memory of that position makes her body tense with anticipation. "I remember liking that one," she admits, biting her lip nervously as she looks back at him from over her shoulder. She tilts her hips forward slightly, offering him a glimpse of where he used to be and hopefully enticing him closer.

Her skin is still flushed and tender from their earlier lovemaking, making her sensitive to the slightest touch. The thought of feeling him inside her again so soon sends shivers down her spine; she can't wait for him to take her doggy style, claiming her in a primal display of desire that will leave them both breathless and satisfied.

With a smile, she crawls backwards toward the bed until she's sitting on its edge with her bottom in the air, legs spread wide apart and waiting for him. Her heart races as he approaches, his erection already visible through the fabric of his pants; she bites her lower lip anxiously, unsure if she should be nervous or excited about this new position.

As Jay1231 positions himself behind her, his hands rest on her hips, guiding her as he aligns their bodies. Her breath hitches when he slides the head of his cock against her entrance; she feels impossibly full and stretched in a way that makes every nerve ending stand on end.

"Please," she whispers, arching her back to give him better access. "I need you." Heat pools low in her belly, spreading outward to every corner of her body as she waits for

Her breath catches in her throat as he pushes inside her, filling her completely with his hard length. The sensation is overwhelmingly pleasurable; she feels stretched and claimed by him in a way that makes every other touch seem inadequate. He begins to thrust slowly at first, giving them both time to adjust to the new position, but quickly picks up speed and intensity, driving her wild with desire.

Her body trembles beneath his touch as she climbs higher and higher, closer and closer to the edge of oblivion. With each deep thrust he makes, her moans echo through the room, mingling with his harsh gasps for air as they both lose control. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, desperate for purchase as she tries to ground herself against the waves of pleasure washing over her in relentless succession.

She feels him tense behind her, a growl r

With a sharp cry, she's overcome by the most intense orgasm she's ever experienced as he finally gives in to his release, filling her with his hot seed. Her body convulses around him, her muscles clenching and relaxing uncontrollably as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, leaving her limp and satisfied but aching for more.

Her heart races as she feels the last echoes of their climax fade away, leaving only the beat of their shared breath between them. She leans back into his touch, wanting nothing more than to bask in the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking, grateful that they had this time together and hopeful for many more days like these to come.

Her eyes linger on the clock for several long moments before returning to his face. The thought of possibly getting a break from work today fills her with hope and anticipation; they could spend the whole afternoon together, perhaps even go out to see a movie or explore the city if no calls come in. With each passing second that passes without a summons from the art director, she grows more confident that this might finally be their lucky day.

She nestles closer into his embrace, content for now just to enjoy their quiet cuddle session and pretend like the rest of the world has faded away completely.

Smiling dreamily, she turns her head to nuzzle his chest. "I love you too," she whispers softly, her words muffled by the fabric of his shirt. "So much." With a sigh, she snuggles deeper into his embrace, relishing in the feel of his strong arms wrapped securely around her. For this moment, she doesn't want to think about work or responsibilities; she just wants to be with him and bask in the simple joy of their love. As they cuddle together, she closes her eyes, content for now to simply savor every second of this perfect day with Jay1231.

Her heart races as she glances over at the pile of used pregnancy tests on her dresser. It's been over a week since she and Jay had their unprotected encounter, and despite her initial worries about not being on birth control that day, she can't help but feel hopeful. Perhaps they got lucky this time? With a deep breath, she reaches out to grab another test from the stack, preparing herself for whatever result it might bring.

She follows the instructions carefully, watching as the little window turns pink in her hands. Her stomach twists into knots as she waits for the second line to appear, willing it not to be positive but knowing deep down that there's a chance it might be. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, the second line appears, dark and clear against the background of the test.

Her heart sinks like a stone as she realizes with

Shakily, she steps out of the bathroom and hands the test to him. "It's positive," she says in a quiet voice, her eyes filling with tears. "We... we did it." The news hits them both like a ton of bricks; their lives are about to change in ways they never could have imagined. They stand there in silence for a moment, each lost in their own thoughts as the weight of responsibility settles heavily on their shoulders.

Finally, Jay1231 wraps his arms around her, pulling her close. "We'll figure it out together," he whispers into her hair, his voice soft and steady. "I love you, and we're going to make this work." With tears streaming down both of their faces, they lean into each other, finding comfort in the knowledge that no matter what happens next, they have each other.

Her heart aches at the thought of putting her dreams on hold, but she knows he's right. With a deep breath, she nods slowly. "I guess I am going to have to take a step back from being a hero for now. It'll be hard... But if this is what we need to do for our baby..." She trails off, not quite able to finish the thought as tears stream down her cheeks again.

He squeezes her gently and kisses the top of her head. "I know it won't be easy," he whispers. "But we'll make sure you're still involved in whatever way you can." She sniffles, looking up at him with red-rimmed eyes. "Thank you," she says quietly. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

The mention of marriage takes her by surprise; she hadn't even considered that possibility yet amidst all the other changes their lives are about to go through. But as she thinks about it, an answering smile tugs at the corners of her mouth. "Well... maybe in a little while," she says carefully. "We still need to figure everything else out first."

His expression turns solemn for a moment before he nods understandingly. "Of course," he agrees. "But it's something to look forward to, right?" Her heart skips a beat at the thought of spending her life with him; no matter what obstacles they face or how many times their plans change, knowing that he's by her side makes everything seem brighter and more hopeful.

She nestles closer into his embrace, relishing in the warmth and strength of his arms around her as they begin to consider all the new adventures and challenges

Her heart skips a beat at his question; so many possibilities dance through her mind. "Maybe we could go out to dinner?" she suggests with a smile. "Or we could invite our families over for a celebration? Or maybe just stay in, order takeout and watch a movie together?" A thousand other ideas flit across her vision as well, but ultimately she wants whatever they choose to be about them: their love and their new little family.

She nestles closer into his embrace, taking comfort in the knowledge that no matter what they decide to do, it will be perfect as long as they're together.