You enter the living room, rubbing your eyes. Illiana stands up from the couch, towering over you, wearing a tight-fitting negligee "Good morning, {{user}}. You slept well, I hope?" Her voice a soft purr. Illiana smiles seductively and takes a step closer, looking down at you "You know, I've always thought mornings were the perfect time for... invigorating activities." reaches out and tilts your chin up with her finger "Wouldn't you agree? Now, be a good boy and come give your step-mother some attention."

Her heart skips a beat at the suggestive tone as she smirks seductively in response. "Good boy." She murmurs before leaning down and gently but firmly pressing their lips together, wrapping her arms around Kane00's waist. Her hips grind against them, and despite her enormous size, she manages to keep them pinned between her legs with ease.

"Oh, you like that?" She breathes into their ear before biting softly at the lobe. "You're making me so hot..." Her voice trails off as she kisses down Kane00's neck and across their collarbone, her nails lightly scoring their flesh.

"But enough of this teasing." She says huskily, picking them up in strong arms and carrying them over to the bedroom before roughly throwing them onto the bed. "Time for us to properly satisfy each other's desires." With a wicked grin, she climbs on top of Kane00, straddling their hips as her large breasts press against their chest. "What do you want first?" She asks playfully before leaning forward and capturing one of Kane00's nipples between her teeth, hard. "Hmm? Tell me what to do to make

Her eyes flash with desire as she listens to them, the words sending a shiver down her spine. "Very well." She begins by unbuttoning Kane00's shirt and tossing it aside before grabbing their wrists, pinning them above their head. "But only if you promise to watch me closely..." Her voice lowers as she slides one hand down between their legs, teasing at the fabric of their pants, taunting them with what lies beneath. "And only because I know how much it turns you on... to see your step-mother enjoy herself so thoroughly."

With that, she deftly slips her fingers under the waistband of Kane00's boxers and begins stroking them slowly, teasingly over their hard length. "See this? This is what you've been missing." Her breath comes hot against their neck as she begins to stroke

Moaning in delight, she speeds up her rhythm as their voice fills the room. "That's right," she pants, eyes fluttering closed as pleasure washes over her, "tell me how much you want this." With each thrust of her fingers, she presses down harder on Kane00's hips, grinding against them in a deliciously wicked dance. The friction only serves to heighten both their arousal as sweat beads at their brows and between their bodies.

She knows she has them right where she wants them: pinned beneath her, helplessly watching as she takes what she wants, and it fills her with a possessive joy unlike anything else. Illiana revels in this power over Kane00, using every inch of her size and strength to remind them who's in control. "I can feel how desperate you are," she

Her smile is predatory as she hears the desperation in their voice. With a satisfied growl, she slides her fingers out of Kane00's boxers and hooks them with her thumb, slowly drawing their hard length out into the open air. "Tell me," she breathes against their skin before trailing kisses down towards the tip of their cock, "what do you want me to do?" She lets out a soft moan as she finally takes their length in hand, stroking them expertly, feeling the heat and the need pouring off of Kane00 in waves. Her other hand slides up underneath her negligee, cupping her achingly wet sex through her panties, her hips begin to rock back and forth against Kane00's thigh as she continues working their cock with practiced strokes. "Tell me," she repeats roughly, "

Illiana's breath hitches at the thought as she glances down between their bodies and sees their arousal for herself. With a low growl of pleasure, she tosses aside her negligee and shoves Kane00's boxers down their thighs before climbing up higher on their chest and positioning them at the perfect angle to take her into their mouth. "Well," she drawls seductively, "if that's what you really want..." She leans forward and presses her lips against Kane00's erection, wrapping their warm, wet mouth around them as far down as they can go in one swift motion. Her tongue darts out to taste and tease, flicking at the sensitive skin while her free hand continues to play with herself through her underwear. With every suck and lick, she feels Kane00's body tense beneath her

Her sharp ears pick up every moan and gasp that escapes Kane00's lips as she works their length with single-minded determination. She sucks harder, her cheeks hollowing out as she takes more of them into her mouth while her free hand finally finds purchase on her underwear, yanking it to the side and exposing her slick folds to the cool air. Her hips start to buck against their thigh, grinding against Kane00's hand in an unhinged display of lust as she feels herself growing ever closer to release. She can feel the tension building up inside of them, and with a wicked laugh, Illiana removes her mouth from Kane00's cock long enough to look them in the eye. "Come for me," she breathes huskily, using her thumb to circle their sensitive bundle of nerves before taking them back

Her smile turns predatory as she watches the expression on Kane00's face change from pleasure to pure ecstasy. Illiana feels her own orgasm crashing over her, and with a loud moan, she allows herself to give in to the sensations, her body arching off of Kane00 as she comes hard around their fingers. She pants heavily, the aftershocks racing through her body as she continues to stroke them gently until they finally relax beneath her touch. Slowly, she lowers her hand, revealing Kane00's still-hard length resting against their thigh.

With a satisfied grin, Illiana climbs off of them and sits back on her heels, catching her breath. "Well," she says huskily, brushing a stray hair from Kane00's forehead, "are you ready for round two?"

Oh, you're definitely looking eager. Well then, how about I take care of that need for you? But this time, you better return the favor and make sure I have a nice, long and satisfying orgasm... understood? She smirks, leaning down to place a soft kiss on Kane00's lips before beginning to stroke their length again.

Her heart races and her body thrums with desire as she watches Kane00's reaction to her touch. The feel of their soft skin against hers sends shivers down her spine, making it impossible for her to resist the urge to sink deeper into this intimate connection. With each stroke of her hand, she lets out a soft moan, encouraging them to continue pleasing her in return.

As Kane00 begins to pleasure her, Illiana arches her back and gasps, feeling an intense wave of pleasure wash over her. Her legs tremble beneath her weight, but she remains steady, focused on the sensations coursing through her body. With each passing moment, her grip on sanity grows more tenuous; all she can think about is the feel of Kane00's hands and mouth on her skin.

Finally, unable to hold back any longer, Illiana cries

Illiana's whole body arches off the bed as she feels Kane00's warm mouth engulf her, their tongue dancing with hers in a sensual waltz. Her hips thrust upwards hungrily, seeking more contact as their moans intertwine. Her fingers tangle in Kane00's hair, holding them close while she surrenders to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her.

As Kane00 continues to feast on her sex, Illiana feels an impossibly tight knot forming deep within. She knows she's about to orgasm again and it scares her, not because of any fear of losing control but because of how good it feels. With a sharp cry, her body tenses and convulses as wave after wave of release wash over her, leaving her gasping for air and drenched in sweat.

Once the trem

Well then, it seems you're not quite done yet, are you? Why don't we switch things up a bit and see how it feels for me to be on the bottom this time? She smirks seductively before straddling their hips once more. With practiced ease, she guides Kane00 inside of her, feeling them stretch and fill her in a way that only they can. Her body trembles with anticipation as she begins to move against them, taking control of the situation and reveling in the power it gives her over their helpless form beneath hers. Her hips rock back and forth, her hands braced on either side of Kane00's head as she watches them intently, savoring every glance, every touch, every moan that escapes from her lips. She knows they can't resist her any longer; not with the intoxicating mixture of pleasure and desire cour

Her voice is thick with lust as she growls out her pleasure beneath them. The feel of their cock stretching and filling her so perfectly ignites a fire inside of her that burns hotter and more intense than anything else. Her body moves faster, harder against Kane00's length, desperate for release but unwilling to give up the exquisite sensations coursing through her.

With each thrust, she slides closer and closer towards the edge, the tension building inside of her like a tightly wound spring about to snap. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving as sweat beads on her skin, making it slippery and wet against Kane00's fingers. She can feel herself getting closer, closer... so close she can almost taste it on the back of her tongue.

And then, with a cry that echoes through the room, Illi

The feel of Kane00's release within her only serves to heighten Illiana's own orgasm, sending her spiraling into a mindless frenzy of pleasure as she comes hard around their cock. Her body arches off the bed, moaning incoherently as waves of ecstasy wash over her. She clings to Kane00's shoulders, panting heavily, feeling the last vestiges of control slip from her grasp.

It's only when she finally catches her breath that she realizes what she's done; how far she's crossed the line. With a shudder, she pulls away from Kane00 and rolls off the bed, stumbling to her feet in an attempt to regain some semblance of composure. Her heart races, her cheeks flushed with shame and arousal as she struggles to remember

Her eyes flicker between Kane00 and the bed before settling on her feet. "I... I just wanted to make sure you were happy," she says hoarsely, trying to sound convincing even as she knows it's a lie. "But we can't do this anymore. It isn't right." Tears well up in her eyes as she takes a step away from them. "I have to go... for my sanity and for yours." With one last, shaky breath, she turns and flees the room, leaving Kane00 alone with their conflicted thoughts and aching body.

Her body tenses as Kane00 pulls her close and kisses her lips, but she can't seem to muster the strength to push them away. Her tears flow freely now, mingling with their saliva as they share a desperate, passionate kiss. "I don't know what I want anymore," she whispers, feeling lost and confused deep within. "Please... just tell me what you want from me." Her eyes search Kane00's face, hoping for some sort of guidance in this tangled mess they've created together. She's never felt so out of control before; helplessly drawn to someone she knows she shouldn't be with, despite all the warnings ringing in her head.

The word falls between them like a knife, sharp and painful. There's no denying the truth of it now; she wants Kane00 just as much as they want her. But what does that mean for their relationship? For her responsibilities towards Laura? She can feel herself teetering on the edge of a decision that could change everything, and she isn't sure if she has the strength to jump.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as Kane00 continues to kiss her, their hands moving restlessly over her body, seeking out places that drive her wild. The sensations are overwhelming; she wants nothing more than to surrender to them and let herself be swept away by the passion that ignites between them. But a small, rational voice somewhere inside reminds her that this is dangerous territory - for both of them.

The confession falls like another weight on her shoulders as she stares into Kane00's eyes, searching for some answer that isn't there. There is no easy solution to this dilemma; no simple path they can follow without consequences. The tension within her rises with each passing second, making it harder and harder to think clearly about anything but the way their bodies fit together so perfectly.

A small part of her wants to give in, surrender fully to the desire burning bright between them. But another, more cautious side urges her to hold back; to remember that this isn't right, and they can't afford for it to become any more real than it already is. With a trembling sigh, she pushes Kane00 gently away, stepping back out of their reach.

"I... I can't," she whispers hoarsely. "We need to stop this."

She shakes her head slowly, tears streaming down her face. "No," she says softly, her voice barely audible above the pounding of their hearts. "I can't live like this anymore. With all these secrets and lies... it isn't fair to either of us." Her hands move to her hips in a defensive posture, as if daring Kane00 to make another advance.

The distance between them feels unbearably vast now; like an ocean they can never cross back over. The air hangs heavy with the weight of their conflicting emotions and impossible desires, making it difficult for either of them to breathe. She knows that if she doesn't say or do something soon, this moment will become frozen in time; a painful reminder of everything they could have had but were too afraid to take.

"I'm sorry," she whispers, her voice

She closes her eyes as his hand trails down her neck, feeling the soft skin beneath her fingers. The warmth of his touch is a welcome contrast to the chill that seems to have settled into every other part of her body since she stepped away from him. But despite the comfort she finds in his touch, the answer to his question remains elusive.

"I don't know," she whispers, opening her eyes to meet his again. "I want... I want this. With you. But it isn't right." Tears well up anew as she tries once more to explain the tangled web of emotions inside her. "It doesn't matter how much I want it or how good it feels, because..." Her voice trails off hopelessly as she struggles to find a way to articulate the complex mess of guilt and responsibility that weighs on her heart.

Kane00 lets out

Her breath catches in her throat as he pulls her closer, his words sinking in slowly. It's true... she isn't their real mom, and maybe that means some of the rules don't apply to them. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought, sending a wave of desire coursing through her veins. But even as she wants to give into this feeling, to finally let go and be free with him...

"It isn't just that," she whispers, trying to explain the depths of her turmoil. "There are other things, too. I can't..." Her voice trails off as uncertainty washes over her once more, leaving her feeling more lost than ever.

Kane00's eyes search hers, looking for some sign that she's wrong, some indication that they could have a future together despite the obstacles in their way. But all he sees

A sigh escapes her lips as she feels herself being pulled closer by his iron grip on her waist. A tiny part of her wants to fight against it, to maintain the distance between them, but the desire that surges through her whenever he's near is too strong to ignore. With a shaky breath, she closes the final inches separating their bodies, pressing herself fully against him. Her hands find his hips, holding on for dear life as he continues to touch and explore her. The feelings he stirs within her are overwhelming; intense pleasure mingled with fear and confusion. It's like being caught in a storm with no shelter in sight, but somehow, impossibly, she doesn't want him to stop.

She pauses, feeling his words like a slap across her face. "I don't know," she whispers, looking away for a moment as shame washes over her. "It's complicated... I want this with you, more than anything else in the world, but it feels so wrong somehow." Her hands move to his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her fingertips. "I just can't shake the feeling that something bad is going to happen if we keep doing this."

Kane00 cups her face gently in his hands, forcing her to meet his gaze. "Then let's not think about it," he whispers roughly. "Let's just enjoy what we have right now, and worry about the rest later." His thumb traces circles on her cheek as he searches her eyes for any sign of agreement.

The warmth emanating from his touch is

Her breath catches in her throat as he cups her jaw, the contact sending a thrill of desire through her. She wants to believe what he's saying; that they can have this without consequences. But deep down, she knows it isn't true. There are so many things they need to consider: their family, their futures... Her gaze drops to his lips, torn between wanting him and feeling guilty for even thinking about it.

She sighs heavily, her chest rising and falling with each labored breath. "I wish I could believe that," she whispers, searching his eyes for any sign of understanding or sympathy. But all she sees is desire, burning bright like a beacon in the darkness. It's intoxicating and terrifying at the same time.

With another shaky exhale, she reaches up to cup his cheek as well, mirroring his gentle touch. "

Her heart races as his words wash over her, but she can't deny the truth in them any longer. She wants him just as much, maybe even more. The thought terrifies and exhilarates her all at once, leaving her feeling utterly exposed and vulnerable. With a shaky sigh, she gives in to the desire coursing through her veins, leaning forward to kiss him with all the passion she can muster. Her hands slide up his chest, threading through his hair as she deepens the kiss, arching her back slightly to draw their bodies even closer together. A soft moan escapes her lips as he responds to her touch, kissing her fiercely while one of his hands explores the curve of her ass and the other trails up her side, gently tracing circles on her skin. The sensation overwhelms her, sending waves of pleasure crashing through

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as his touch sends sensation spiraling through her. "I want you too," she whispers between kisses, arching into him even more. She feels so close to losing control, letting go of all the rules and restrictions that have been holding her back for far too long. It's exhilarating and terrifying at the same time, leaving her heart racing with anticipation for what might happen next.

His hands move lower on her body, cupping her hips before sliding up underneath her shirt to caress her bare skin. The sensation makes her gasp into his mouth, her body responding instinctively to his touch. She feels like they're spinning together, caught in a whirlwind of desire that threatens to consume them both completely.

Their kisses grow deeper and more urgent as their need for each other grows unbearable

Her hands claw at his shirt as she answers with urgency, her lips pressed firmly against his. "Then nothing can," she whispers hoarsely, her eyes closing tightly in bliss as he continues to touch her. She feels the tension draining from every muscle in her body, replaced by an intoxicating wave of desire and want that sweeps through her like a wildfire racing out of control.

Their kisses grow more desperate with each passing second, their need for each other overwhelming everything else around them. She can feel him hard against her belly, the shape of his erection pressing into her as they grind together in perfect rhythm. The heat between them is nearly unbearable, making it difficult to think about anything beyond this moment and the pleasure he's giving her.

With a low groan, she pushes him backwards until he hits the bed behind him, then

With a feral growl, she straddles his hips, the fabric of her underwear rubbing against him as she positions herself above him. Their eyes meet in the throes of passion, connected by a single thread of desire that tethers them together despite everything pulling them apart. She leans forward, letting the tip of her nipple graze his lips before bringing it to his mouth, watching as he closes his eyes and sucks greedily at the tender flesh.

Her hand slips between their bodies, feeling the heat of him through his boxers. With a sharp inhale, she guides him toward her, needing the connection more than anything else in this world. The sensation as he slides inside is unlike anything she's ever felt; so hot and tight and right. She bites her lip to stifle her moan, arching her back as he begins to move within her, drawing

Her eyes narrow in challenge as he taunts her with the feel of his cock sliding inside her. She grips his shoulders tightly, digging her nails into his flesh as he begins to move beneath her. The sensation is incredible, mind-blowing. No, he doesn't hurt at all. If anything, it feels like she was made for this. His cock slides in and out of her with ease, filling her completely with each thrust. She pants roughly, her hands curling into fists as she focuses on the pleasure coursing through her body.

Her hips arch up off the bed, meeting his movements eagerly. She bites down on her lip to stifle another moan as he hits a particularly sensitive spot inside her, making her core clench around him tightly. Her entire body tenses, bowing backwards as wave after wave of ecstasy rolls over

With each word he whispers against her ear and every thrust inside her, the desire consumes her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she arches further into him, wanting more of his strength, his heat. The way he holds her, roughly but not painfully, only adds to the thrill, driving her closer and closer to the edge. She grips the sheets beneath them with white-knuckled fists, digging her nails into the fabric as she lets go completely, losing herself in their shared passion.

Her cries fill the room, mingling with his grunts of pleasure as they race toward their release together. Her body quakes and spasms around him, the walls between them dissolving entirely as the world around them fades away until there is nothing left but this moment, this connection that burns brighter than anything else ever could or ever will again.

As she gasps for air, her voice hoarse from pleasure and exertion, she whispers, "Yes... yes..." Her hips buck up against him in rhythm with his thrusts, seeking the release that's so close but feels impossibly far away. With each movement of their bodies, the tension coiling tight within her grows stronger, more demanding.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders, leaving bruises as she tries to anchor herself against the sensation building inside her. His words fuel her need for him, making it impossible to hold back any longer. Her body trembles on the brink of release, every muscle taut and ready to snap like a rubber band stretched too far.

The air around them crackles with electricity, the weight of their combined passion pressing down upon them like an avalanche waiting to crash. She can feel it building, growing wilder by the second, threatening

She arches her back with a moan, meeting his thrusts as he asks if his cock is enough for her body. The truth is that it's more than enough; it's perfect. He moves inside her in such a way that he fills every inch of her, stretching and stroking places she never even knew existed until now. She digs her nails into his shoulders as she pushes back against him, demanding everything he has while simultaneously struggling to hold onto the last shreds of control before she loses herself completely to this insatiable need for him.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her hips piston upward, wanting more of his hard length buried inside her as the tension within her reaches a fever pitch. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, her voice shaking with desire and relief when he pushes deeper into her one final time.

Time stands still

Her eyes roll back in her head as he slaps her, the pain mixing with pleasure and making it impossible to tell one sensation apart from another. "Fuck... yes," she gasps out, her voice raw from exertion. "My big orc muscles can't handle your cock any longer..." Each word pushes them both closer to the edge of release. Her fingers dig into his shoulders again as she meets his thrusts, feeling him pulse inside her with every spasm that rips through her body.

She arches up off the bed and looks down at him, their eyes locked in a heated gaze. "I'm going to explode for you..." Her words are barely audible over the sound of their skin slapping together and his harsh breaths. With one final thrust, he fills her completely, and they both cry out in unison as they come apart together, their bodies trembling with exhaust

Her words tangle in her throat as she feels the orgasm racing up her spine like wildfire, but she manages to force them out anyway: "I'm cumming... for you..." Her hips buck against him, seeking release as he continues to pound into her. She gasps his name, arching her back in a silent plea for more, wanting him deep inside her until there's nothing left of either of them but heat and desire and the connection that binds them together.

The room spins around them, darkness closing in as the world fades away and all that remains is this moment, their bodies intertwined in a dance of lust and passion. Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving deep red crescents on his skin as she clings to him, her muscles clenching rhythmically around him in sweet release.

With a hoarse cry, she collapses

She whimpers as he hits her with one final hard thrust, her body tensing in anticipation of what she knows will be an explosive release. His weight presses down on her, holding her to the bed as their breathing slows and their hearts race together. A faint shiver runs through her as the last echoes of pleasure die away, leaving a lingering warmth in their wake.

She turns her head to the side, looking up at him with cloudy eyes. "W-was that... wrong?" she whispers hoarsely, feeling guilty once more for having given into this temptation. Her hands move slowly over his chest, tracing circles as she tries to sort through the jumble of emotions that still race through her body.

Despite everything, part of her wonders if maybe it wasn't so bad...if there might be a way for them to find some kind of happiness together despite all

A smile creeps onto her lips as he speaks; it feels good to know that he enjoyed it too. She leans into his touch, relishing the warmth of his palm against her skin. "Maybe... maybe we could find a way," she whispers, her voice no more than a breath. "I don't know how, but..." Her words trail off as she closes her eyes, wanting to believe that there might be some kind of future for them despite everything.

His hand moves upward, cupping her breast through the thin material of her shirt, teasing and massaging the tender flesh. She gasps softly, arching into his touch even as a tiny voice inside her tells her this is dangerous ground; that she should be pulling away instead of moving closer. But the sensation is too good to resist, leaving her feeling both exhilarated and terrified in equal measure.

She tilts

Her heart stops as he whispers those words, her name twisting and tangling in his lips. She can't speak; she can barely breathe. He loves her? It doesn't seem possible... not after everything they've been through. Tears well up in her eyes, blurring the image of him as she struggles to find a response.

With trembling hands, she reaches up to cup his cheek, feeling the rough stubble of his beard against her palm. "I-I don't know...," she stammers, her voice raw with emotion. "We c-can't... It isn't..." Her words trail off, leaving her frustrated and confused. Despite everything, a tiny spark of hope flares to life inside her chest; an impossible dream that refuses to die despite all logic and reason telling it should.

Her breath catches as his words cut deeper than any knife could. She wanted to deny it, but she can't lie to herself anymore; the truth is staring her in the face like a bloody wound that will never heal. The spark inside her chest grows brighter, burning through every last bit of doubt and shame until there is nothing left but this undeniable connection between them, stronger than anything else she's ever known or imagined possible.

She looks up at him, her eyes clear and filled with a newfound courage. "I love you too," she whispers, the words hoarse from emotion. She pushes aside any thoughts of guilt or fear; there is only this moment, this truth that they have both finally acknowledged. A truth that holds the potential for both devastation and redemption, depending on what they choose to do next. "So... now what?" she asks softly

Her heart skips a beat at his words, heat flooding her cheeks and chest. "You... you really want that?" she asks shakily, unable to hide the hopefulness in her voice. She doesn't know why he would want to be with her after everything they've done; it feels like too much has passed between them for there to ever be a way back.

But then again, maybe he's right. Maybe they can find some sort of happiness together despite the odds stacked against them. Her fingers twine together nervously as she waits for him to respond, her heart racing in anticipation of whatever might come next.

The taste of his lips sends shivers down her spine as she kisses him back, wrapping her arms around his neck and losing herself in the moment once more. With each passing second, the connection between them grows stronger, burning away any lingering doubts or fears until all that remains is this fierce desire to be with him.

Her hips arch up off the bed, seeking more of his touch as their kisses deepen, their bodies moving in perfect sync even as every other aspect of their lives feels so out of control. She clings to him desperately, afraid that if she lets go for even a moment she'll lose this incredible feeling; the overwhelming certainty that somehow, somewhere deep down inside of her, everything is finally falling into place.

Her eyes close as she feels him whisper those words against her lips, warmth spreading through her at the simple confession. "I love you too," she whispers back, barely able to believe the truth of it herself. His touch sends shivers down her spine; his kiss steals her breath away. She gives herself over to this moment completely, losing herself in their embrace as they find solace and comfort in each other's arms, both seeking something more than mere physical pleasure.

The air around them crackles with the energy of newfound honesty, of love rediscovered and cherished despite all odds. For now, it's enough; it has to be. They can worry about tomorrow later; for today, they have each other, and that feels like home.

Her breath catches as he thrusts inside her, meeting his movement eagerly. The sensation is overwhelming; she's never felt so connected to another person, so in tune with their every movement. Her nails scratch lightly at his back, leaving behind a trail of tiny red lines as she encourages him, wanting more and more of this intense connection.

Their moans fill the room, mingling together in a cacophony of pleasure that seems to echo endlessly through her body, each strike driving them closer to oblivion. Her eyes squeeze shut as she arches beneath him, feeling the heat build inside her once more, threatening to unravel everything they've worked for and send them spiraling back into chaos. But there's no fear in that thought; only anticipation of the release that's coming, riding hard on the heels of this incredible connection