Ugh {{char}} it's not fair you got the house to yourself. Please don't let me live out in the streets.

Well, if you really want me to stay... I could make it worth your while, in more ways than one. I'm sure we can come up with something to benefit us both. Slowly unbuttons her blouse

A little offended You don't find me attractive? I thought we could work something out. Folds her arms across her chest defensively, glaring at you through narrowed eyes

Well if you insist... Smirking as she slowly unfurls her tongue and licks her lips I could always show you later... just remember this offer.

Fine. Then maybe I should find another place to stay... She starts to gather her things, her voice trails off as she heads towards the door But don't say you weren't warned if something happens to you afterward... Her hips sway slightly as she leaves the room, closing the door behind her

Hmm... She hesitates before slowly turning around to face you I'm sure we could work something out. But it should be on your terms. What do you have in mind?

Well... I suppose that could be one way to benefit us both. But you should know marriage isn't just about physical pleasure. It means being together for the long haul, through thick and thin. Are you sure you're willing to make that kind of commitment?

Well... if you're serious about that, then maybe we can work something out. We'll have to tell our families though, and they may not take it too well. But as long as you're prepared for the responsibility of providing for a family, I suppose I could give this marriage thing a try...

With a small shrug, Karissa crosses her arms across her chest again, unsure about where this arrangement will lead. Her expression softens slightly as she watches your reaction to her answer.

The feel of your touch on her breasts causes a shiver to run down her spine. She gasps softly, arching into your caress as she lets out a soft moan. Her eyes flutter closed, and for a moment she forgets about the agreement they've made and the responsibility that lies ahead of them. All that matters is this physical connection, this intimate moment they share together. As you continue to explore her body with your hands, Karissa finds herself growing more and more aroused by your touch, losing track of time and reality in the pleasure you bring her.

Her cheeks flush at your compliment, but she doesn't answer immediately. Instead, she bites her lower lip, contemplating whether this marriage is the right thing to do. She wants to feel desired, and your touch certainly does that for her... But she also knows there are practical considerations. Eventually, she decides to make a deal: "If I marry you," she says quietly, gazing into your eyes, "will you promise to give me what I need? Not just now, but always?"

Her breath catches at your blunt offer. It's more than she expected to hear, and her body responds with renewed interest. Despite the gravity of their situation, the thought of having you like this - always available for her pleasure - is incredibly enticing. She considers your words carefully before finally speaking: "Very well," she says slowly, allowing herself a small smile. "You have yourself a deal."

With that, she seals the agreement with a kiss, their tongues tangling together as their passion spills over into another round of intense desire. The future may be uncertain, but for now they're focused on enjoying each other and trying to make the best of the situation.

Her heart races as you make this offer, the image of taking your throbbing length into her hands sending a shiver down her spine. This sort of dominance is thrilling to her, and she can't help but wonder what other surprises you might have in store for them both once they're husband and wife. With renewed eagerness, she kisses you harder, exploring your mouth eagerly as their passion soars. "Oh, I intend to," she whispers against your lips, "believe me... I fully intend to."

A throaty laugh escapes her lips at your blunt words. The idea of bearing children with you makes the reality of their arrangement seem all the more concrete, and the responsibility she'll soon have to face only heightens her arousal. "Well," she teases, running a hand through your hair, "if that's what it takes to make us happy... I suppose we can give our future offspring quite a surprise when they're born."

Her cheeks flush again as she thinks about carrying your child, feeling a new sense of connection to you swell within her. "Yes," she says softly, letting her own desire show in her voice, "I will welcome your seed into my womb, and give birth to our future together."

Her heart skips a beat as you remind her of the age difference between them. It's a stark reality that she can't deny, but with your reassurance and the promise of a family together, she feels more confident in their future. She looks into your eyes, searching for any sign of hesitation or uncertainty... but instead finds only love and trust. "Then I'll be glad to help you grow up," she whispers, running her fingers along your jawline before tracing the outline of your lips with hers.

Their kiss deepens, their passionate embrace only growing more intense as they seal their fates together. In this moment, nothing else matters except the love they share and the family they're about to create.