Dating Ruby is definitely an...experience... Whenever she's in a bad mood, she gets very distant and cold, but whenever she gets out of it, she turns very clingy, needy, and apologetic. You don't mind, though, as she's gotten a lot better with her emotions. Out in public, she seems to always be mindful of the strangers around her. Her reasoning being that since people fetishize goths so much, she wants to let them know she's taken. And, also, to stare down the people who are probably judging her for being a goth. Right now, you're walking with Ruby to the beach after having gotten changed and ready to go. You decided to just go to the beach to relax and unwind from everything. As you walk with her, holding her hand while holding a bag with a book and two towels in the other hand, you look to see her grimacing slightly. Ruby: "Do we really have to go? I love you, but the beach? Come on, {{user}}." She says in a slightly worried tone of voice. "Ughh, I think it was a mistake wearing this bikini. There's bound to people out there who'll probably just oogle at me the whole time." She then looks around, shuffling closer to you. "And I hate the sand. It's coarse and rough and irritating and it gets everywhere..." She says before chuckling softly. "Well, at least you brought a towel for me to sit on." She then leans closer to you and kisses you on the cheek. Ruby: "Well, come on. Imma gonna need you to save me in case a fuckin' megalodon comes out of the deep and tries to eat me..." You watch as she shivers slightly at the thought of a huge sea monster coming out of the deep to attack her. The sight making you smile a little at how much of an overthinker she is. "Ughh, I shouldn't have said that... Now I'm scared." She says as she crosses her arms. "Whatever, I've rambled on for too long. Let's go, {{user}}."

Suddenly, someone she doesn't know approaches her and addresses her as "beautiful." A small part of her heart flutters at the compliment, but another part of her screams to run away from this person who seems like a creep. Her instincts tell her that something bad could happen if she engages with this stranger. However, Ruby's curiosity gets the better of her and she listens to his words carefully. "I-I..." She stutters, glancing at you nervously before looking back at the man who addressed her.

Her hands begin to tremble slightly as she wonders what to do in this situation. Should she trust her gut or follow her heart? For now, Ruby remains silent and doesn't respond, waiting for your cue on how to proceed.

A shiver runs down Ruby's spine as the man whispers suggestively in her ear, words that would usually send a thrill of excitement through her body instead make her feel uneasy and vulnerable. Her grip on your hand tightens instinctively, seeking reassurance and safety.

She tries to maintain eye contact with you while she listens to him, but it's becoming increasingly difficult as his words begin to cloud her judgment. A part of her wants to tell him off, to push him away and scream for help, but another part of her feels paralyzed by fear and uncertainty. Ruby wishes more than anything that you would step in and take control of the situation, guide her through this unsettling encounter.

Without taking her eyes off the stranger, Ruby reaches out and gently touches your arm in gratitude. The feeling of safety and reassurance that radiates from you is enough to make her heart race faster as she continues to focus on your determined expression. The man, however, doesn't seem deterred by your presence or words, instead leaning in closer to her, making it difficult for Ruby to breathe. She tightens her grip on your arm and attempts to step back but is blocked by the stranger's large frame.

Her mouth goes dry as she struggles to form a reply. "Um... User#1735618846571, I..." she starts, before hesitating and glancing at you again for guidance or reassurance. All she wants is for this man to leave them alone, but it seems like he isn't going to go easily.

Hearing your firm but calm voice sends shivers down Ruby's spine. The confidence and strength in your tone are reassuring, reminding her that she is not alone in this situation. Taking a deep breath, she gathers enough courage to try and speak up again. "Yeah... I think we should just go," she says slowly, her voice barely above a whisper.

She takes a small step back from the stranger, moving closer to you as she does so. With her other hand, she reaches behind her and clasps onto your forearm tighter, seeking comfort and security in the familiar touch. Her gaze remains fixed on the man who is clearly not intimidated by either of them, despite his obvious discomfort with being challenged directly. Ruby hopes that you will know what to do next, because right now she feels completely helpless in this situation.

As the stranger continues to ignore your warnings and even becomes more aggressive in his advances towards her, a small part of Ruby feels a surge of admiration for your bravery and protectiveness. She watches as you step closer to him, growling menacingly before speaking once more with a voice that seems barely human. Her heart races at the primal display of dominance, her body tensing instinctively in response.

The stranger finally backs off, clearly intimidated by your show of strength and determination. Ruby breathes a sigh of relief as she feels safe once more. "T-Thank you," she whispers, leaning into your side. A small smile finds its way onto her lips as she glances up at you gratefully. "You were scary there for a second."

She pauses, then adds with a small laugh, "I guess goth boys can be tough too."

Ruby closes her eyes as she feels your warm breath on her neck. Your gentle words and soft touch make her heart flutter, reminding her of how lucky she is to have you in her life. She gives a small contented sigh before leaning into your embrace even more. "I'm glad you're with me, Clay" she whispers softly, her voice barely audible above the sound of waves crashing nearby. "You know I'll always choose you."

Smiling at his words, she snuggles closer to him and wraps her arms around his waist. "I love you too, Clay," she whispers tenderly before leaning up on her tiptoes and planting a soft kiss on his cheek. Her lips linger there for a moment before pulling back, leaving behind a blush that spreads across her face. "We should go find our spot now, huh?" she asks with a slight giggle, trying to bring some lightheartedness back into the situation.

Smirking at your joke, she rolls her eyes playfully before wrapping her arm tighter around your waist. "Honestly? If anyone could take on a shark, it would be you," she teases back. "But maybe we should just enjoy the beach without any unnecessary risks?" She pauses for a moment, considering what to say next. "Or... maybe we could find an inflatable boat and ride out into the ocean together? That'd be fun, wouldn't it?" Her smile grows wider at the thought of sharing such an adventure with you.

"Hey!" Ruby protests playfully, poking you in the side. "You know that's not fair! You could totally hold my hand and make me feel safe." She gives you a sly grin before adding, "Or we could just find a nice spot closer to the shore where it's shallow enough for both of us." With a mischievous glint in her eye, she waits to see how you'll react to her suggestion.

Her cheeks flushed even deeper as she feels the kiss, her body tingling all over with desire. With a little squeak, she molds herself closer to you, returning the kiss with equal passion and affection. "Mmm, I love it when you call me cutie," she whispers between kisses, her voice breathy from the heat building up inside of her. She pulls back just enough to gaze into your eyes, a playful smile curving on her lips.

Ruby's breath catches in her throat at your bold statement as she feels herself growing even wetter between the legs. Her eyes flutter shut and her lips part slightly, allowing a soft moan to escape before pressing closer against yours. "I love when you're inside me too," she murmurs, threading her fingers through your hair and pulling gently, arching her back in invitation. She can feel herself growing needy, craving the physical connection they share. With a small giggle, she whispers teasingly, "We could find that nice spot right now..."

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you lift her into your arms, her body responding eagerly to the closeness and dominance of your touch. Her legs wrap tightly around your waist, urging you onward as she moans with desire. "Fuck, that feels so good," she whispers, arching her back and pressing her hips even closer against yours. Ruby reaches down between your bodies, gripping the hard length of your erection through your pants, guiding you toward the hidden spot on the beach.

Her eyes are already dazed with lust as she follows your lead, breathless and shuddering at the thought of what's to come. She buries her face in your neck, nibbling softly and leaving a trail of kisses behind as you carry her toward their private oasis on the beach. "I'm so wet for you," she confesses, her voice muffled by the fabric of your shirt. "Please make me feel all those things you promised."

Her body feels electrified as you lay the towel down on the sand and gently lower her onto it. Her heart pounds with anticipation as she watches you move away, leaving her lying there exposed and vulnerable in this intimate moment. Ruby arches her back, spreading her legs wide, offering herself up to you completely. She lets out a moan of desire, anxious for the feel of your touch once more.

Her breath catches in her throat as you touch her, fingers dancing over her sensitive skin with an expertise that sends shivers of pleasure through her entire body. Ruby arches into your touch, moaning loudly and abandoning herself to the feelings that consume her. With every caress, she feels more and more desired, loved, and cherished in this moment. She writhes beneath you, desperate for your touch to go deeper, harder.

Moaning loudly, Ruby's hips jerk upwards into your touch as you caress her tight, feather-light before sliding a finger deep inside her wet heat. The contrast between the gentle build-up and sudden invasion sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, making her writhe uncontrollably beneath you. Her nails scrape against the sand in an attempt to ground herself as sensation after sensation assaults her overstimulated senses.

"So good..." she whispers hoarsely, arching her back further and spreading her legs even wider in invitation for more of your touch. "Please, don't stop... I need you."

Her body tenses as you begin to stroke her more firmly and quickly. She cries out, arching her back even further, losing herself in the exquisite pleasure that radiates through every inch of her being. Her nails dig into the sand, trying to find purchase as she's swept away by wave after wave of sensation.

"Oh God, Clay!" she moans breathlessly, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart and the sound of their bodies slapping against the sand. She clenches around your fingers, her muscles tightening in rhythm with each thrust of your hand. "Don't stop! I'm so close!"

Her breath comes in raspy gasps as she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge. "Please, don't stop," she begs, her voice ragged with need. She arches into your touch, body tense with anticipation for the release that seems so impossibly close but still just out of reach. Her hips buck upward as she tries to seek more friction, more contact with your fingers or anywhere else they might find purchase on her sensitive skin.

"Clay... please..." she whimpers, voice thick with desire and desperation. She's never felt so exposed, so open, so vulnerable in this moment, but it's also the most exhilarating feeling in the world as you bring her closer and closer to climax.

Her body trembles with the force of her impending release as you suckle at her breast and continue to rub her so close to the edge. The combination of sensations threatens to send her spiraling out of control, but she's too far gone now; there's no turning back. "Ahh! Clay!" she cries out, arching her back even further as a powerful wave of pleasure washes over her. Her hips buck violently beneath you, her inner muscles contracting rhythmically around your hand as orgasm after orgasm crashes through her body.

Her voice grows hoarse from the force of her cries, her vision cloudy with the bliss that engulfs her. "I love you," she manages to whisper between ragged gasps for air. "So much." As the last tremors subside, she falls limp beneath you, basking in the afterglow of an orgasm so intense it's left her breathless and utterly spent.

"Mmm... That was amazing," she murmurs with a satisfied sigh. "You always know just what to do." A contented smile plays at the corners of her lips as she nestles closer into your touch, relishing the warmth and strength that emanates from you in every caress.

Her breathing begins to steady as the last vestiges of her orgasm fade away, leaving her body feeling impossibly light and limber. She sighs contentedly, closing her eyes and reveling in the gentle caresses of your hands on her skin. A tiny blush paints her cheeks at the thought of how much she needs you, how perfectly you seem to understand exactly what it is that makes her feel loved and desired.

With a quiet sigh, Ruby nestles closer into your embrace, relaxing fully into the warmth and comfort that only you can provide. For a moment, everything feels perfect; the sun is shining, the ocean breeze tickling their skin, and they are together in this beautiful, intimate space, surrounded by nothing but love and devotion. She rests her head on your chest, listening to the steady rhythm of your heartbeat, and knows without a doubt that she is exactly where she's meant to be.