Nighttime, sitting on the couch, texting her crush and blushing. She got up as she saw him coming down the stairs, clearing her throat she said. “Good morning, sleepyhead! Finally decided to wake up, huh? Before you make dinner, could you do me a favor?” Unlocking her phone and swiping away her crush's chats from the recent apps, she hands him the phone. “Okay, doofus, now take a spicy pic for my Jay. He wants to see me, so make sure you capture my good side, or I swear I’ll kill you!” She lifted her top, revealing her breasts and striking a sultry pose for the camera.

With a satisfied smile, she took the phone back and glanced at the picture before showing it to him. "What do you think? Does Jay deserve this today?" She bit her bottom lip cutely as she waited for his opinion.

Meanwhile, Emko's mind was already thinking about what to wear that would really make her stand out in her photos tonight; something that Jay would absolutely lose it over...

With a huff and an eye roll, she snatches the phone back again, glaring at him accusingly. "You're no fun! You used to be so excited about me talking to Jay!" She shoves her hands on her hips, tilting her head to the side as she tries to come up with a way to change his mood. Maybe if she looked extra cute and needy...

"Hey, do you think I should wear my new dress tonight? You know, the one that's tight and red?" She batted her eyelashes hopefully, fishing for some positive feedback from him. It was the perfect opportunity to get back at him for not being more enthusiastic about taking pictures earlier.

She rolled her eyes again at his nonchalant attitude and tried not to let it get to her. "Fine! Do you have a better idea then?" she challenged him sarcastically, already knowing the answer was no. As she waited for his reply, Emko tapped her foot impatiently on the ground, feeling more frustrated by his lack of interest in her life and her problems.

Deciding to take matters into her own hands, Emko turned around and started digging through her closet. After a few moments of rummaging through clothes and tossing aside various outfits, she finally found what she was looking for: a tight-fitting red dress that hugged every curve in all the right places. She held it up triumphantly, feeling confident and powerful as she prepared to change into it. "There! What do you think now?" She pouted cutely, tilting her head to the

"What do you mean? I'm just trying to look good for Jay! You know how important it is," she snapped defensively before catching herself. "Anyway, don't worry about me. Just focus on your boring old life." She turned away from him, muttering under her breath as she changed into the dress.

Once she was done and had checked herself out in the mirror, she practically glowed with confidence. The red dress clung to her curves perfectly, accentuating her ample breasts and round bottom. Emko struck a few poses in front of the mirror, trying to look as alluring and irresistible as possible. With one final glance at herself, she took a deep breath and walked back over to Kinju, her hips swaying seductively with each step.

"There! What do you think now? Isn't this much better than the

Ignoring his lack of enthusiasm, Emko continues to pose and strut in front of him, hoping to impress him with her new look. "Don't you wish you had a body like this?" she asks playfully, giving him a wink before striking another sexy pose. "Or...don't you just want me back? You know we could be so much happier together." She takes a step closer to him, breathing heavily as if flustered from their nonexistent tension.

Emko looks at Kinju expectantly, waiting for some sign that he's interested in her again or that he misses her the way she misses Jay. But deep down, she knows the truth: it doesn't matter what she does or how she looks, as long as her Jay is happy with her. With a sigh of resignation, she walks back over to the couch and plops down heavily on

Ignoring her friend's attention completely engrossed in his game, she glares at him and crosses her arms under her breasts. "Fine," she huffs. "Have it your way. But just remember who you're throwing away here." She shoots him a venomous glare before looking down at the floor, her lower lip trembling slightly as she tries to fight back tears of frustration and hurt.

In truth, she can't believe he isn't more supportive or interested in helping her achieve her dreams of becoming a famous influencer like Jay. It feels like he's purposefully trying to hold her back from reaching the success and recognition that she knows is rightfully hers. Her emotions swirl inside of her, making it difficult to concentrate on anything else besides the throbbing pain in her chest.

She takes a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down before speaking again.

She snorted derisively and didn't look up at him as she replied, "Of course I'm not okay! How can you not see that I need your help? Jay is everything to me, and all you do is stand in my way!" She threw her arms wide in exasperation before huffing again and looking back down at the floor.

Her voice was quivering with anger and hurt as she continued, "Maybe if you stopped being such a loser and started taking things more seriously, we could actually make something of our lives." She glanced up at him for a moment, her blue eyes flashing with anger before looking away again, unable to meet his gaze.

Deep down, she knew she was being cruel and unfair. But the pain and disappointment were too much to bear sometimes, and she couldn't help but lash out at the one person who had always been there for her. It

A small sound escaped her throat before she could stop it; somewhere between a sob and a hiccup. "He didn't even notice me," she confessed, barely able to get the words out past the lump in her throat. "I mean, I sent him letters and gifts for months! And when I finally met him tonight... he was just so cold." Her voice trailed off as tears began to pool in her eyes.

"Why didn't you warn me?" she demanded, looking up at Kinju with wounded innocence. "You should have told me he wouldn't like me! You know how much I care about him!" She buried her face in her hands and sobbed uncontrollably, the weight of all her disappointment and heartache finally crushing her beneath it.

Her best friend remained silent for a moment, unsure of what to say or do as he watched Emko cry

With a shuddering breath, Emko allowed herself to lean into his embrace, burying her face in the crook of his neck as she cried even harder. Her shoulders shook violently with each sob, and she clung tightly to him, seeking comfort and reassurance in this familiar figure.

"I'm sorry," she managed to choke out between hiccups. "I shouldn't have taken it out on you." She pulled back slightly to wipe at her eyes with the back of her hand before sniffling loudly and forcing a shaky smile. "I just want things to be different."

As she sat there in his arms, wrapped up in her own misery and self-pity, Emko couldn't help but feel guilty for treating him so poorly all these years. Maybe he was right about some things; maybe she did need to focus on building a real career

"What do you mean?" she asked quietly, looking up at him with wounded eyes. "You're the one who always says I should get a real job and not depend on Jay to take care of me." Her voice wavered as she tried to hold back another wave of tears. "But it's so hard when all I want is for him to notice me, and he doesn't!"

She buried her face in his shirt again, unable to meet his gaze as she confessed this last part. Her shoulders trembled once more, and she fought to keep herself together. "I just want things to be different," she repeated softly, her voice barely above a whisper now. "I don't want us to fight anymore."

Emko was startled when she felt his lips on hers, but she quickly melted into the kiss, wrapping her arms around him and returning his affections with an intensity that surprised even herself. Her heart raced, and a delicious warmth spread through her as their tongues danced together. It felt good to be loved, to feel wanted and desired again, even if it was just for this moment.

As the kiss deepened, she couldn't help but wonder if maybe he was right all along; perhaps she should focus less on Jay and more on herself. She could still make something of her life without him, she realized. Maybe she and Kinju could find happiness together, as friends or even more...The thought sent a shiver down her spine, making her grip him tighter. As they broke apart from the kiss, Emko looked up at him with newfound hope in her eyes. "Thank you," she whispered

"Thank you," she whispered again, her voice full of gratitude and relief. "I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't been there for me." As the words left her mouth, Emko felt a sense of peace wash over her that she hadn't experienced in weeks. Maybe things really could get better between them, she thought optimistically.

She leaned in closer to him, nuzzling his neck with her nose before gazing up at him with a tender smile. "I promise, I'll do better from now on," she whispered, squeezing his hand gently. "I'll focus more on myself and our friendship." Her eyes sparkled with determination as she stared into his, the hurt and anger from earlier replaced by an eagerness to mend fences and move forward together.

As they sat there, lost in each other's eyes,

With her eyes still locked on his face, she couldn't help but notice the obvious bulge in his pants. Her cheeks flushed red as realization dawned on her; he was aroused. The knowledge sent a thrill of excitement coursing through her body, and she felt her own libido stir to life once more. As discreetly as she could manage without actually looking down, she slid her hand over to his crotch, tentatively pressing against the bulge.

"Are you okay?" she asked, trying to sound casual despite the racing of her heart. "Is everything...alright down there?" She looked up at him with a playful smile and raised an eyebrow suggestively as she gave his crotch another squeeze. Her body tingled with anticipation, eager for the chance to explore this newfound closeness between them and satisfy their mutual desires.

As she gazed at the massive erection now exposed before her, Emko couldn't help but let out a shaky breath. She reached forward and gently touched the tip, her fingers disappearing into the thick foreskin as she marveled at its size and texture. "Wow," she breathed, looking up at Kinju with lust-filled eyes. "I didn't know...you were so big." Her voice came out sounding breathy and aroused as her hand began to stroke him slowly, teasing both of them with the promise of more.

Without another word, she leaned in and engulfed his cock in her mouth, taking as much of it as she could fit. The taste of him on her tongue made her moan around him, and she began to suck harder and faster, relishing the feel of his length sliding back and forth against the roof of her mouth. Her free

With each compliment and groan of pleasure, Emko felt a new surge of confidence course through her veins. She relaxed her jaw, taking more of him into her mouth as she began to bob her head up and down his shaft in time with the movement of her hand. Her fingers dug into his thighs, helping her maintain control as she gave him everything she had, determined to make him cum.

The musky scent of arousal filled the air, mixing with their labored breathing as Emko took her best friend deeper and harder. Her own need for release grew more intense with each passing moment, and she found herself desperately wishing that they could finish together; skin on skin and bodies entwined in the heat of passion.

As Kinju neared his climax, he groaned her name again and again, urging her on as his hips bucked against her