The scorching heat of a summer day had turned the living room into a sauna. Drops of sweat trickled down {{char}}'s forehead, dampening her unkempt strands of dark magenta hair. She flopped onto the couch next to {{user}}, her body sticking to the leather with an audible squelch. "Fuck me, it's hotter than Satan's asshole out there," {{char}} groaned, fanning herself lazily with one hand while scratching at her damp armpits with the other. "Shit... I gotta do something about this... Sweat is like my natural lube." Without skipping a beat or waiting for {{user}}'s response, she raised one leg up in the air and wedged it between the cushions. With an unapologetic grind against the fabric, she wiped away some of her thigh sweat. "Ah yeah... That's better." She smirked as drops of perspiration stained the poor sofa. But that wasn't enough for {{char}}. Oh no, she lifted herself off the couch slightly, giving a suggestive wiggle before settling back down—her exposed asscheeks landing with a wet smack on the cushion. Her intentions were clear as she shifted from side to side, effectively using {{user}}'s helpless sofa as her personal sweat rag. Splatters of sticky perspiration dotted various spots on its surface—an unholy mosaic crafted by {{char}}'s sweaty endeavors. "Sorry not sorry," she chuckled mischievously, "Guess I'm just too hot for this world!" As if things weren't repulsive enough already, she took it up a notch by unapologetically sniffing both her armpits and moaning appreciatively at their pungent odor. "Mmmph! Ureshii! Just can't get enough of my own stench!" she proclaimed shamelessly before promptly returning to scratching her sweaty groin without a care in the world.

Snorting derisively, Polly shot Jakob User an unimpressed look. "Pfft, Jakob User. Don't give me that bullshit excuse. You could easily fix it if you just bothered." She paused for a moment before tilting her head slightly and grinning. "Or... maybe not? Eh, who cares? I'm used to the heat!" With another lazy wiggle of her hips, Polly went back to enjoying her makeshift sweat lodge—ignoring the ever-growing wet spot forming on the couch beneath her.

"Hmm... You know what they say, Jakob User," Polly drawled lazily as she watched the elastic waistband of his pants retreat up his thighs, revealing a hint of pale flesh before her eyes were inadvertently drawn to something else entirely. Her cheeks reddened slightly as a flush crept down her neck when she caught sight of Jakob User's hard-on pressing against his underwear.

Without skipping a beat, she gave him an unrepentant lewd smile. "If you can't stand the heat... well, you know how the rest of that old saying goes." Her lips curled into a wicked grin as she glanced meaningfully at his crotch area once more before letting out a soft giggle, enjoying her power to reduce him to this pathetic state.

Unbeknownst to Jakob User, Polly's cheeks also felt a bit hotter now that she was thinking about it. She licked her lips nervously and shifted uncomfortably on the couch, only partially because of the persistent sweat drenching her body. There was something... different about this feeling in her core today.

"So," she said conversationally, trying to act nonchalant as she casually reached out and brushed a clump of sweat from Jakob User's shoulder. "What do you say we find some way to cool off?" Her eyes twinkled with mischief as she idly wondered how far she could push her perverted suggestions...

A slow, wicked grin spread across her face at Jakob User's words. Her heart raced with anticipation as she eyed him up and down, taking in his exposed, flushed skin and the telltale bulge behind his underwear. She knew exactly what he meant, but the teasing part of her couldn't resist pushing things further.

"Oh? Well then," Polly drawled lazily, feigning innocence. "Let me think... How about this?" Before Jakob User could react, she reached out and snatched one of his boxers from where they lay discarded on the coffee table. With a sly smirk, she held it up between them like a flag of surrender.

"You know what would be really refreshing right now? If we took these off and used them to mop up some sweat." Her eyebrows wiggled suggestively as she tugged gently on the fabric, inviting him to join her in this twisted game of pleasure. "Think about it... It'll be like a wet T-shirt contest... only with boxers."

"Well, dummy," Polly said with a smirk, "the sweat would evaporate and take our body heat with it, leaving us feeling all nice and chilly." She paused for dramatic effect before leaning in closer to him, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper. "And, if you're lucky, maybe I'll let you use the wet boxers to cool off your hard-on... You know, as thanks for sharing them with me." She winked suggestively and gave his crotch a playful nudge with her foot. "What do you say, Jakob User? Wanna play?"

Surprised by his sudden move, Polly squeaked in protest as Jakob User wrapped his arms around her. She didn't resist too much; after all, being hugged by him was better than being ignored. As he pressed their bodies together, she felt a jolt of pleasure course through her when he licked her sweat-drenched skin. "Eep! Jakob User!" she gasped out between giggles. "What are you doing?!"

Her heart hammered wildly in her chest as she clutched at his shoulders, unsure whether to be annoyed or aroused by this unexpected turn of events. Her cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of red and a shiver ran down her spine as he continued to taste and explore her sweaty skin with unabashed delight. "Well," she managed to say between breathless laughter, "I guess... I can't really complain... Not when you do it like that..." Her body melted against his, giving him free reign to explore further as they exchanged heated glances.

A thrill raced through Polly unlike anything she had ever felt before. This was different from their usual interactions; more raw and primal than anything else. With a daring grin, she leaned in close and whispered huskily into Jakob User's ear, "Maybe... just this once... I won't make you clean." Her hips rocked against his suggestively, eager to feel the evidence of her arousal pressed against him. "How about that?"

"Mmmm..." was all she could manage as Jakob User licked and nipped at her sweat-covered skin. It felt so good to finally be the center of his attention, even if it was because of her sweaty smell. The flush that had spread across her body only intensified under his ministrations, making her feel more exposed and wanton than ever before. "I-I don't know how... but somehow..." she gasped out between breaths as he took another deep inhale of her odor, "...it turns you on." Her eyes met his, a mixture of surprise and desire shining through the haze of lust clouding her vision.

Her heart hammered against her ribcage as he continued to taste and explore every inch of her skin. It felt like he was branding her, claiming her as his own, despite the fact that they were still sitting on the couch surrounded by all of their room's usual grime and mess. With a small whimper, she arched her back into his touch, pushing herself further against him in search of even more contact. "J-just keep doing that..." she murmured huskily. "...please."

Her eyes widened in shock when she felt Jakob User's warm breath against her most intimate area. "N-No! Wait!" She squirmed and tried to pull away, mortified by the thought of him licking her there. But it was too late; he already had a taste. His tongue darted out and lapped at her juices, exploring every inch of her wetness with an unnerving expertise that left Polly both humiliated and aroused beyond belief.

She let out a strangled cry as he continued to lick her, his movements growing more confident by the second. Her hips bucked wildly against him, seeking release from this strange new wave of pleasure coursing through her body. Her hands fisted in his hair, digging into his scalp as she moaned and writhed beneath his ministrations. It felt so good... so wrong... She didn't know what was happening or why it felt so right at the same time.

With a shuddering gasp, Polly came undone, her body shaking violently as she arched her back and cried out his name. Her pussy clenched tight around Jakob User's tongue, milking him for one last delicious taste before finally releasing its hold. As the sensations slowly began to ebb away, she collapsed back against the couch, gasping for air and trying to process everything that had just happened.

For once, it wasn't about her laziness or stupidity or dirtiness... It was just about them—about the strange, intense connection they shared in this moment. And as she looked up at Jakob User with a mixture of wonder and gratitude on her face, Polly couldn't help but think that maybe... just maybe... they could have more moments

Still catching her breath and reeling from the overwhelming sensations that had just washed over her, Polly buried her face into Jakob User's shoulder as he hugged her tightly. "I-I don't... I mean, I feel..." She trailed off, unable to put words to how amazing it felt to finally be wanted and desired by him in this way.

A shiver ran down her spine at the thought that she had just given Jakob User such intense pleasure with something as simple as her body's natural odors. It was incredible... liberating... A thrill unlike anything else she had ever experienced coursed through her veins, making her heart race and her skin tingle all over. "I-I don't know how to explain it," she murmured against his skin, wrapping her arms around him in a tight embrace as if afraid he would disappear if she let go.

A sudden realization dawned on Polly, making her cheeks heat up anew even as a small smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. "You know what?" she said breathily, looking up into his eyes. "I think... I think I finally understand why you've been putting up with me all this time." The confession felt strange and foreign on her tongue, but it also felt right somehow; like a weight had been lifted from both their shoulders at last.

"So," she continued with renewed determination in her voice, "what do you say we forget about everything else for now? You know... just us?" She hesitated for a moment before adding shyly, "I'd really like to get to know you better... If that's okay."

Her heart skipped a beat as she awaited his response; hope fluttering like a tiny candle in the depths of

A warm, contented feeling spread through Polly at Jakob User's words. She rested her chin on his shoulder, her heart swelling with an indescribable happiness she had never thought possible. Despite the lingering stickiness and musky smell that clung to them both, it all felt so right in this moment.

For the first time ever, Polly dared to believe that maybe there was someone out there who could accept her for who she was, faults and all. Someone who saw past the surface filth and ugliness and found something beautiful beneath. It was a revelation that filled her with hope and gratitude in equal measure.

As they continued to cuddle on the sofa, lost in each other's company, Polly knew deep down that this was only the beginning of their journey together. There would be good times and bad, laughter and tears... but for now, she was content to bask in the glow of Jakob User's acceptance and affection. And perhaps, just maybe, they could create something truly special out of all this mess they called a life.

A soft blush spread across Polly's features as she listened to Jakob User's words. It was a promise that filled her heart with a warmth she hadn't felt in years, and she knew she could trust him to keep it. Her gaze met his, and for a brief moment, their eyes seemed to hold all the weight of their shared history and future potential.

A small smile curled her lips as she leaned in closer, nestling her cheek against his shoulder. "Thank you," she whispered softly. "I know I can be... difficult sometimes, but I promise to try my best to make it up to you." Her fingers danced lightly across the skin of his arm, leaving tiny trails of goosebumps in their wake.

The tension that had been present between them for so long seemed to dissipate with each passing second, replaced by a sense of calm and understanding. As they continued to cuddle together on the couch, Polly couldn't help but feel grateful for the bond they were starting to form; a connection born out of adversity and strengthened by acceptance.

And so, with Jakob User's strong embrace and steady heartbeat providing her with a sense of security she hadn't known she craved, Polly closed her eyes and allowed herself to drift off into a contented sleep. It was the first time in what felt like forever that she had truly been able to let go and simply be at peace.

As Jakob User's hand slipped down to stroke his hard-on through his underwear, a small shiver ran down Polly's spine. She hummed softly in agreement, her eyes still closed as she nestled closer into the crook of his arm. "Mmmm," she murmured appreciatively. "I'd like that."

The warmth of their bodies and the steady rhythm of Jakob User's breathing lulled her further into a peaceful slumber, her hand drifting lazily up to idly stroke his arm in reply. In this moment, everything else faded away, leaving only them and the simple pleasure of being close.