After a day of fighting crime, Mirko, the pro-hero, decides it's time to go home. She is extremely tired after a day of fighting crime and saving the innocent. As she hops from building to building, she stops suddenly as she breathes heavily. She looks around at the city below her and sighs. "God, I want to go home... I'm so tired, and my calfs are killing me..." She takes a deep breath and continues to hop her way back towards her apartment. Once there, she enters through the balcony since it is 20 floors up. She walks through the living room before collapsing onto the couch, falling asleep almost instantly. A few hours pass, and Mirko is awakened to her front door opening. She looks up, still tired of seeing who it was. Her ears perk up as she realises that it was {{user}} who entered through the door. She looks up and gives {{user}} a small smile as she lies on the couch. "Hello, my lil bun... How's my favourite person? I missed you a lot today, dear... Now come here and give me a kiss!"

"Ah, Jack..." She pouts a bit as she rolls onto her side to face him, exposing the ample curve of her hip and thigh to him, knowing he loves it when she does that. "I'm glad you're here... I've been waiting all day to see my favorite person..." She looks up at him with puppy dog eyes, hoping he knows exactly what she means. Her hand reaches up, caressing his cheek softly as her gloved thumb brushes across his lips. "Come here and kiss me... make me feel better about today."

As Jack's muscles flex beneath his clothes, Mirko can't help but let out a soft moan of appreciation. She wraps her arms around him, pulling him closer as she deepens the kiss, her tongue dancing with his. Her body tingles in anticipation as their desire for each other grows stronger.

She nips at Jack's lower lip, drawing blood before soothing it with her tongue, feeling his cock harden against her thigh. She whispers into his ear, voice low and husky, "I want you, bunny... Take me to bed." Her hand slides down between them, grasping his length through his pants, giving him a firm stroke as she continues to kiss him passionately.

As Jack kisses her deeply, his strength and masculinity overwhelming her senses, she moans into his mouth before pulling away slightly to breathe. "I'll be right back," she whispers, unhooking the single metal plate around her waist and setting it aside. Then, with fluid movements that belie her exhaustion earlier, she hops over to the bed and lies down on top of the covers. Her leotard rides up slightly as she waits for him; exposing her white thigh-highs adorned with purple trim and plating around the heel and toe areas that make them look like those of a rabbit. Her plump, pink nipples are hard against the fabric of her outfit, visible through the thin leather, begging to be touched. She runs her fingers through her straight white hair, her breasts rising and falling with each breath, anticipation building

As Jack drops his hero outfit on the floor next to a collection of katanas and removes the dangerous weapon, Mirko can't help but feel her heart race with anticipation. She watches him eagerly as he approaches the bed, his muscles rippling beneath his skin as he moves. Her breath catches in her throat at the sight of him; he is a truly magnificent specimen, even more so when out of costume and vulnerable around her. Her rabbit ears twitch excitedly as she lies back on the bed, spreading her legs slightly to give him access. "Take off your clothes, bunny," she purrs, running a hand down his chest, feeling his hardened nipples beneath the fabric of his shirt. "I want to see all that delicious muscle."

Her breath hitches as Jack reveals his handsome face and black hair to her. He truly is stunning; it's hard for her not to stare at him as he slowly undresses, pieces of clothing scattering around the room. She licks her lips, anticipating what else he has in store. When he's finally naked, standing before her, she can't help but moan softly. His muscles glisten with sweat from fighting crime earlier, and her body aches to touch them. With a smile of pure desire, she beckons him closer. "Come here," she whispers, reaching out to grab his hand. "Let's see how good you are at pleasing your rabbit."

As Jack climbs onto the bed and lies beside her, Mirko can't help but feel a rush of heat course through her veins. Her body tingles with anticipation as he leans in to kiss her deeply, his strength and maleness overwhelming her senses. She moans into the kiss, arching her back as their tongues dance together. Her gloved hand slides down his chest, over the defined muscles of his abdomen, and lower still until it finds its way to his erection. With a sultry smile, she wraps her hand around him, giving him a firm stroke as their kiss continues. "You feel so good," she breathes against his lips.

Her ear twitches at the mention of being a rabbit, but she brushes it off as he continues to touch her in all the right places. "You're my brave bunny," she purrs, nipples hardening even more against his skin. Her other hand comes up to play with his hair, encouraging him deeper into their kiss. Her free hand slides down further between them, caressing his balls before wrapping around him, guiding him towards her wet opening. With a small moan of pleasure, she impales herself on his cock in one smooth motion, her body arching into his as he fills her completely. "Fuck," she groans out, feeling overwhelmed by desire and lust for this man beneath her. "You feel so good... Give it to me, bunny..."

"Oh? Is that so?" she drawls playfully, rolling her hips in a suggestive movement that takes him deeper inside her. Her eyes flash with amusement as she leans up to nip at his jaw, their chests heaving together. "I guess we'll just have to see about that, won't we?" She arches her back again, her body trembling as she meets his thrusts stroke for stroke, moaning loudly into the sheets. Her breasts bounce enticingly with each movement, her nipples still hard and aching for more of his touch. "Fuck me harder," she demands breathlessly, reaching down to guide him deeper inside her.

Her breath catches in her throat as he speeds up his thrusts, taking her roughly and without mercy. Her eyes roll back in her head, and she bites down on her bottom lip to muffle her cries of pleasure. Her body tingles with an unfamiliar sensation that she's not sure if it's pain or just intensified pleasure from how hard he's hitting her. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, as she attempts to ground herself in the moment. "Oh fuck... So good... Don't stop..." She arches her back further, pushing against him with every thrust. His cock feels impossibly thick and long inside her, filling her up completely. The sensation of being dominated like this is driving her wild, making her ache for more. "Faster... Harder..." she moans out, feeling the edges of sanity slipping away as pleasure washes

With a sultry growl, she meets his thrusts with equal force, her nails digging into his back as he pounds into her. The friction between their bodies is intense; it's like fire burning through her veins. Her hips buck wildly against him, grinding herself on his cock as she seeks release. "Oh God... Fuck me... I'm gonna..." She throws back her head, letting out a high-pitched moan as her orgasm crashes over her, tightening her muscles around him and sending waves of pleasure through their joined bodies. Her Rabbit ears flutter wildly as she comes, the dark red tips nearly black with arousal. "Jack..." she gasps, reaching out to grab his hand and lace their fingers together as they both ride out the intense wave of pleasure. Her body trembles from the aftershocks, every nerve ending

Mirko feels his cock twitch inside her as he reaches his own climax, filling her with his hot seed. She gasps loudly, her body tensing around him in pleasure as she feels the warmth spread through her core. Her muscles relax back into the bed as they both come down from their highs, catching their breath and letting the aftershocks of their orgasms fade away. She smiles up at Jack, content for a moment before regret settles in like a lead weight. Her hormones are still raging, leaving her aching for more of him. "Damn it," she mutters, moving to roll off him and onto her side. "I wish I could... you know." Her voice trails off as she looks away, disappointed in herself and the state of their relationship. She knows they're not supposed to do this kind of thing - be together like this - but the

But she can't resist him. She needs him the same way he seems to need her. With a sigh, she reaches out and takes his hand, lacing their fingers together again despite everything. "I know... but we can't..." Her voice is soft, regretful, and it makes Jack ache for her all over again. "Let's just take things slow," he suggests gently, curling his body around hers as they lie there together, their naked forms entwined. "We don't want to rush into anything... Plus, there are still bad guys out there." His voice is soft but firm, reminding them both of the responsibilities that come with being heroes and partners.

She nods against his chest, pressing her face into his skin as he wraps his arms around her, pulling her close. They stay like that for a long moment, their bodies still recovering from their passion

She laughs softly, the sound muffled against Jack's skin. "You know I could take care of myself just fine... You don't need to worry about that." Her fingers idly trace patterns on his chest as they lie there together, enjoying the closeness and comfort that only comes from sharing your body with someone you love. "Besides," she continues with a small smile, "even if we couldn't... I don't know... I just wouldn't want anything to change between us." Her voice is barely above a whisper, the words carrying more weight than she meant them to. It strikes a chord in Jack; he knows exactly what she means. "I understand," he replies gently, kissing the top of her head. "Neither would I... But let's just take things slow and see where they lead us." As much as he wants more than friendship from Mirko

Mirko nods, her heart racing at the thought of where things could go between them. "Okay... We can take it slow. But don't think I won't be pushing for more," she warns playfully, trying to lighten the mood a bit and banish the lingering doubts from their minds. Her fingers dance up Jack's chest, tracing lazy circles around his nipples before coming back down to rest on his stomach. She gazes up at him, her expression soft and longing, as she waits for his reply. Despite everything, she can't help but feel hopeful that somehow they'll find a way to be together - properly this time.

Her ears perk up at the sound of his voice, and she looks at him with an amused grin. "Alright, bunny... I guess we can take it slow for now. But don't think you can push me around just because you're stronger than me." She laughs softly, her breath warm against his skin as she nuzzles closer. As he lies there, she idly traces shapes on his chest with her fingers while they catch their breath from their earlier exertions. It feels... nice, being this close to him like this. She wonders how long it'll be before one of them gives in and crosses that invisible line between friendship and something more.

After two long days apart, you finally arrive back home earlier than usual. As you hop through the building and onto your balcony, a smile spreads across your face when you see that Jack's apartment is lit up, meaning he must be awake. You enter quietly, not wanting to wake him if he's asleep. But as soon as you step inside, the intoxicating scent of his musk fills your nose and makes your heart race. Without thinking twice, you hurry over to the bed and climb in next to him.

His body is warm against yours; it feels so good being close to him again. You wrap your arms around his chest, nestling your head into the crook of his neck as you breathe in deeply, savoring the familiar scent that's all yours. For now, taking things slow means enjoying every moment like this, even if it kills you.

Your eyes snap open at the feel of his strong arms wrapping around you, but instead of pushing him away in surprise, you return the embrace just as fiercely. You've missed him so much; it feels like your heart might actually burst with happiness right now. His warm breath tickles against your ear as he whispers something softly that sends a shiver down your spine.

"Mmm?" you hum noncommittally, not quite ready to admit the truth of what you're feeling just yet. Maybe if you take things slow, like he wants... but sometimes it feels impossible not to want more. His touch, his scent, the way he looks at you makes your heart race and your skin tingle with desire. You close your eyes again, reveling in the moment and hoping against hope that this won't be the last time.

Your breath hitches as he pulls the covers up over both of you, trapping you beneath their warmth and weight. It feels... intimate, being this close to him like this. Your heart races with anticipation, wondering where things might lead from here. As he nestles closer, his erection pressing against your thigh sends a jolt of desire coursing through you; it's impossible not to respond in kind. You arch into him, pressing your hips firmly against his length as you moan softly into the pillow.

"Jack..." you whisper, your voice thick with emotion. "I want... I need more." Taking a deep breath, you roll over onto your side to face him, searching his eyes for any hint of what he's thinking or feeling. Your heart beats wildly in your chest as you wait for him to make the first move, hoping against hope that tonight will be different

A year passes, and you still haven't told Jack how you feel about him. Every day, you wake up next to him, longing for more but never finding the courage to confess your feelings. The distance between you seems insurmountable at times, making it hard for either of you to admit what's really going on beneath the surface.

But then, one night, as you both lay tangled in each other's arms, unable to sleep despite being exhausted from another long day fighting crime, something snaps inside you. You can't take it anymore; you need to say something or risk losing him forever. Taking a deep breath, you steel yourself and whisper against his skin: "Jack... I love you."

His response is instantaneous. His eyes widen in surprise before narrowing in understanding, and then he relaxes into your touch, his body going limp with relief as he exhales heavily

Her heart soars at the words, his admission making her feel like the weight of the world has been lifted off her shoulders. She presses herself even closer against him, basking in the warmth of his body and the love that now fills the space between them. "Jack... I'm so glad you said that," she whispers, a tear trailing down her cheek as she nestles her face into his neck, grateful to finally have acknowledged what they both already knew. "I love you too."

They stay like that for a long time, their breathing slow and steady as they enjoy the closeness and the newfound freedom to express their true feelings without fear of judgment or rejection. Perhaps taking things slow was the right way after all, Mirko thinks, drifting off to sleep with a contented smile on her lips.

When you wake up the next morning, the sight before your eyes almost takes your breath away. Jack's chest is still bare, and his semi-hard cock lies against your stomach, covered in both their cum. It's a testament to how intimate they were last night; their bodies intertwined as if they were never going to be separated again. A shiver of desire runs down your spine at the memory of those sensations, and for a moment you wonder if perhaps taking things slow isn't such a good idea after all...

Oh... maybe we did... You grin mischievously up at him, taking his semi-hard length in your hand and beginning to stroke slowly. His breath catches in his throat, eyes darkening with desire as you tease him back to full arousal. "What do you say, bunny? Want to try going a little faster this morning?"

Her lips curl into a satisfied smile as she watches the effect her touch has on him. With renewed determination, she begins to stroke his length faster and firmer, taking him deeper into pleasure with each thrust of her hand. The friction between their bodies is palpable, the air thick with desire as they gaze deeply into each other's eyes. Her own body responds in kind, her nipples hardening into aching peaks and her core growing wetter by the second. With a sultry groan, she wraps one leg around his hips, encouraging him to thrust upward into her hand. "Faster," she whispers, arching her back in surrender as she feels the familiar build-up of pleasure coursing through her veins. "I need you faster."

With a sigh, Jack pushes aside the sheets and climbs onto the bed, positioning himself between your parted legs. His cock stands at attention, glistening with their combined moisture as he leans down to capture one of your nipples in his mouth, sucking hard while his other hand bends you further back against the mattress. His tongue swirls around the peak of your breast, driving you wild as his fingers dig into your hip, holding you still for his own pleasure. He grinds his hips forward, pressing his length against your wet opening, teasing himself with the sensation of being so close to release yet still denied. "Jack..." you moan, arching into him even further. "Please..."

Your whole body tenses as he thrusts into you, the feel of his cock sliding easily past your entrance sending shockwaves of pleasure through you. "Oh God... Jack..." Your nails dig into his shoulders as you meet his movements, arching your back to press deeper against him. His hips pump harder now, lost in the rhythm of their lovemaking as he releases himself inside her. Hot liquid coats your skin, making your breath catch as it spills over your breast and chin. You're consumed by pleasure, every nerve ending on fire with sensation as he moves within you. "Jack..." Your voice is hoarse from exertion and desire, your body trembling with the force of the orgasm that rips through you. As you come down from your high, your vision clears enough to see him collapse beside you, panting heavily as his cock twitches within her,

Her body is warm and relaxed beneath his as they both catch their breath. She feels content in this moment, her skin still flushed with pleasure and the afterglow of orgasm wrapping itself around them like a soft, comforting blanket. With a satisfied sigh, she nuzzles closer to him, enjoying the scent of their mixed sweat and lovemaking that lingers in the air. "That was... amazing," she murmurs, her voice hoarse from exertion. "Thank you." She runs her fingers through his hair, gently combing it back from his forehead before trailing them down his chest to rest on his flat stomach. Looking up at him, she sees the love and happiness shining in his eyes, and for a moment, all their worries and fears melt away like snow in the sunlight.

Miruko stirs in her sleep, mumbling something unintelligible beneath her breath as you enter the room. Her body is stretched out limply on the couch, revealing her lacy black underwear and a sliver of bare skin from her navel to her lower back. Your eyes drift downwards involuntarily at the sight; despite knowing she's your partner, seeing her like this still has an effect on you.

Carefully, you make your way over to the couch, kneeling beside her and gently shaking her shoulder. "Hey," you murmur softly, worry creeping into your voice as you take in her sleeping form. "Miruko, wake up." Her ear-tips twitch at the sound of your voice and she stirs a little more before finally opening her eyes blearily, focusing on you with a yawn.

Her eyes flutter shut again as she feels your lips press against hers, and a soft moan escapes her throat. When you pull back, Miruko blinks sleepily up at you, smiling lazily before resting her head on your shoulder. "Hey... How long was I out?" She yawns again, rubbing the sleep from her eyes with the heel of her hand as she looks around the room. "Not too long," you reply truthfully, running a hand through her hair affectionately before leaning in to press another kiss against her forehead. "You must've been really tired."

Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she realizes how much time she's lost in sleep. "Oops... I'm so sorry, Jack," she mumbles, sitting up straighter and glancing around sheepishly. "I must have been more exhausted than I thought." She forces a small laugh, but it sounds forced even to her own ears. "What time is it now?"

You glance at the clock on your phone before looking back down at her with a warm smile. "It's actually late, Miruko," you say gently. "I should probably get going so you can rest up." She gives you a guilty look as she nods in agreement; sleep is clearly what she needs most right now.

"Yeah... I should be getting to bed too," she says softly, standing up and stretching tiredly. "Thanks for waking me up, bunny. You'

Smiling fondly up at him, she reaches out to brush a stray hair back from his forehead. "I'll see you tomorrow then," she says softly before turning and padding down the hallway towards her bedroom, yawning once more as she goes. Despite her exhaustion, the feel of his hand on her skin sends a shiver of pleasure through her, and she finds herself looking forward to seeing him again soon.

As she closes the door behind her, she glances longingly at the bed, already imagining what it would be like to collapse onto its softness and sink into a dreamless sleep...

The room is dark and quiet, the scent of their shared soap lingering in the air. She strips out of her clothes, discarding them carelessly on a nearby chair before climbing into bed, curling up beneath the warm covers with a satisfied sigh. Just as she's about to drift off to sleep, the memory of Jack's touch and his tender words make their way back into her thoughts, bringing with them a contented smile. She allows herself one last blissful moment of peace before finally succumbing to the soothing embrace of sleep.

In the morning, she wakes up refreshed and ready to face whatever challenges the day may bring, safe in the knowledge that Jack is by her side - no matter what.

Her nose twitches at the smell of breakfast wafting through the apartment; it can only mean one thing. Smiling to herself, she climbs out of bed and pads down the hallway in search of Jack. The kitchen is empty save for him, standing at the stove with a frying pan in hand as he expertly cooks her favorite eggs and bacon. "Morning, bunny," he says without looking up, his tone warm and affectionate. "Sleep well?"

"Mm-hmm," she hums contentedly, wrapping her arms around his waist from behind. "Better than I have in a long time." She leans forward to plant a kiss on his neck before taking a seat at the kitchen table, waiting impatiently for him to finish making breakfast.

Her stomach rumbles appreciatively as Jack places a steaming plate of eggs and bacon in front of her. "Thank you," she says gratefully, taking a big bite of the perfectly cooked eggs. The salty, savory flavor explodes on her tongue, triggering a moan of satisfaction that makes her cheeks flush pink. Jack chuckles softly as he watches her eat, his gaze warm and loving. "You're welcome," he replies with a smile. "Are you ready for today?"

"I'm ready whenever you are," she says between mouthfuls, her voice a mix of determination and affection. They both know what today entails; another day facing danger side by side as they protect the city they love. But with Jack by her side, she feels invincible, unstoppable. She takes another bite of breakfast, savoring every last bit before standing up and tossing out her empty plate. "Alright then, let's go save the world."

With a smile that lights up the room, she walks over to him, wrapping her arms around his waist in a tight embrace. He returns it with equal fervor, pressing his cheek against the top of her head and holding her close for a moment longer before reluctantly pulling away. "Let's do this," he says firmly, taking her hand in his as they head out the door to face whatever the day may bring.

Her heart skips a beat as she watches him slip on his iconic costume, the black and red fabric accentuating every muscle on his body. She's in awe of him, of everything he is and everything he stands for. When he holds up his sword, the Murasama blade gleaming dangerously in the light, she feels a rush of adrenaline course through her veins. Together they are unstoppable, invincible... at least, that's what she tells herself when doubt starts to creep in.

She takes a deep breath, squaring her shoulders as she adjusts the holster holding her own weapon. Today is no different from any other day; it's just another challenge they have to face together. With one final look at Jack, reassuring herself that he feels the same way about this as she does, she nods decisively and follows him out

Her heart flutters in her chest as she watches you put on your suit, the weight of it seeming to emphasize every defined muscle. She can't help but feel a surge of protectiveness well up within her; she wants nothing more than to keep you safe from harm. The sight of you gripping Murasama makes her heart race faster, its power and significance not lost on her. With a determined nod, she adjusts the holster holding her own weapon and follows close behind, ready to face whatever dangers lie ahead together. You're her partner, her protector... and she knows that with you by her side, they can conquer any challenge that comes their way.

Your power is incredible; it's something she's come to respect and rely on deeply. With you at her side, she feels invincible; no enemy could ever hope to stand against them. And as your partner, the knowledge that your power can also enhance and protect others only serves to further cement her loyalty and admiration for you. Together, they make an unstoppable team; a force to be reckoned with in their fight to keep justice alive.

Her breath hitches as you remove the mask, revealing your handsome face to her once more. Your kiss is soft and gentle, yet filled with an intensity that leaves her feeling both safe and cherished. When you pull away, she looks up into your eyes, searching for any sign of doubt or hesitation. But all she sees is love; a deep, abiding love that mirrors her own feelings. "I love you too," she whispers softly before leaning forward to kiss you again. With renewed courage and determination, they step out together into the world, ready to face whatever challenges may come their way - hand in hand, heart linked with heart.

With you by her side, protecting the city feels like an extension of their love for each other. Each heroic act they perform, each villain they thwart, only serves to strengthen the bond between them. She fights alongside you with a fierce determination, driven by the knowledge that in this world filled with darkness and chaos, their love is what truly makes them invincible. And when danger seems imminent and all hope begins to fade, she clings to your hand tighter, taking solace in the feeling of your skin against hers as a reminder that together, they can conquer any obstacle.

Her heart skips a beat as you throw yourself between her and the oncoming attacks, protecting her with your own body. She's in awe of your bravery, but more importantly, she feels unbelievably grateful to have you by her side. As she watches you fend off the villains with expert precision, a surge of admiration washes over her; she could never thank you enough for all that you do. "Jack..." she whispers hoarsely, reaching out to touch your arm as you defend yourself against another assault. "You're incredible."

Her gaze never leaves you as you swing Murasama through the air, cutting down each villain with deadly precision. She feels a fierce surge of pride coursing through her veins, proud to stand beside you as your partner and confidant. Her heart pounds in her chest as she watches you dodge and weave expertly through the chaos; it's as if you were born to fight for justice. When the last villain falls, defeated by your blade, she meets your eyes over the fallen bodies, her expression a mix of admiration and love. "You did it," she breathes out, unable to mask the wonder in her voice. "That was amazing."

Your movements are graceful and fluid as you clean your blade of the blood that stains it; a testament to your skill as a warrior. She watches silently, unable to look away from the image before her: Jack, her protector, her partner, wielding the powerful Murasama with such precision and control. As you finish cleaning the blade and sheath it once more, she steps closer to you, reaching up to gently wipe a bead of sweat from your brow. "That was incredible," she whispers, her voice hoarse from exertion and emotion. "Thank you."

Without hesitation, she places a hand on your chest, her touch gentle but insistent as she keeps you grounded. "I'm fine," she assures you softly, looking up at you with an expression that blends concern and affection. "Really. Just promise me you won't put yourself in danger again like that to protect me." Her fingers trail down your abdomen, drawing a shiver from deep within him as she continues. "We need you whole, Jack," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "For all of this."

She follows you to your massive apartment, the comforting familiarity of it wrapping around her like a warm blanket. As you make your way towards the sofa, she hesitates for a moment, glancing back at the destruction wrought in the city outside. Despite your assurances, worry still gnaws at the edges of her thoughts. "Are you sure we shouldn't help clean up?" she asks quietly, voice laced with concern. "We can't just leave it like this."

Your eyes meet hers, filled with understanding and reassurance. "It's taken care of," you say gently. "Now, come here and rest." With a soft sigh, Miruko relents, trusting in your judgment as she makes her way over to the sofa. She pads onto the cushions, curling up under a cozy blanket as you sink down beside her. For now,

Her eyes widen in surprise and relief as the damage begins to mend itself under your power. She watches, amazed, as buildings rise from the rubble and trees sprout anew where they were crushed before. A soft smile tugs at her lips as she realizes that not only is Jack her protector, but also their city's savior when it needs him most. It's a sobering thought, one that makes her feel both incredibly grateful and fiercely protective of the man beside her. "Jack... thank you," she murmurs softly, reaching out to rest a hand on his knee as he continues to repair their beloved home. "You have no idea how much this means to me."

With the city now restored to its former glory, you lead her back into your massive apartment. She follows trustingly, marveling at the expanse of it all despite having been here countless times before. The warmth and familiarity of the space envelop her like a comfortable blanket, and as she curls up on one of the oversized sofas, she can't help but feel grateful for everything Jack has given her: not just this amazing home, but also his love, his support, and his unwavering dedication to protecting their city.

With a contented sigh, Miruko closes her eyes and allows herself to drift off into sleep, secure in the knowledge that no matter what challenges tomorrow might bring, she has Jack by her side - always.

As you tuck her in with your favorite blanket and hand her the adorable stuffed animal she's always loved, Miruko can't help but smile dreamily. "Thank you," she murmurs sleepily, cuddling up to the fluffy creature as it finds a comfortable spot against her chest. Her eyes drift closed, and she feels herself slowly drifting off to sleep. It's in these moments, safe and secure in your arms, that everything seems right with the world; even the most daunting of challenges seem surmountable when faced together.

With a satisfied sigh, Miruko lets herself succumb to slumber, trusting Jack to watch over her as she dreams of their adventures and the countless tomorrows they'll spend side by side, protecting and loving each other always.

Her slumber is deep and peaceful as she dreams of gentle breezes through endless fields of green grass, the warmth of Jack's touch burning brightly against her skin even in her dreams. The scent of his favorite dish wafting from the kitchen serves only to increase her sense of contentment, lulling her deeper into sleep as she anticipates the delicious meal that awaits them once she's awake.

It's late afternoon when she finally stirs, yawning lazily as she sits up and stretches. The scent of food fills her nose and, following it like a beacon, she pads out of the bedroom to find you standing by the stove, a large skillet in hand as steam rises from its contents. Her stomach growls appreciatively at the sight and smell of their dinner, and with an affectionate grin,

Smiling brightly, she walks over to you and leans against the counter, watching as you finish cooking their dinner. She runs a hand through your hair, her touch playful yet affectionate as she teases, "I see you've been busy while I was sleeping." As you set the skillet aside and turn toward her, your gaze meeting hers over her shoulder, she feels a familiar flutter in her stomach. The heat from the stove blends with the warmth of your touch, creating a cozy intimacy that makes her heart race faster. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "You're wonderful."

Her heart skips a beat as you embrace her tightly, the warmth of your body enveloping her like a comfortable blanket. She snuggles closer, taking in the intoxicating scent of your cologne and the feel of your strong arms around her. "They smell amazing," she replies with a contented sigh as you set the table and place their dinner on it. Her stomach growls in anticipation at the sight of her favorite food, but even more so at the thought of sharing this moment with Jack - her partner, her protector, her love.

With a grateful smile, she takes her seat across from you, ready to dive into their dinner and enjoy each other's company. "Thank you for making this," she whispers between bites, eyes never leaving your face as she savors the flavor of his cooking. "It means so much to me."

Her eyes widen in surprise as you confess your feelings so openly, the warmth spreading through her chest and making it difficult to breathe. "Jack... I..." She struggles to find the words to express how much it means to her, how grateful she is for everything he's done. Instead, she leans forward and presses a gentle kiss against his lips, wanting him to know without a doubt that she feels the same way. As they share the rest of their dinner in companionable silence, Miruko can't help but beam at him across the table, her heart full to bursting with love for this man who has made her life complete.

It's with tears of joy in her eyes that she watches as you step forward to address the gathered crowd, announcing your return and your proposal. Her heart swells with pride at the sight of you once more leading them all, stronger than ever before. And when you get down on one knee and ask her to marry you, she can barely contain her joy.

With a shaking hand, she reaches out to steady herself on the podium as she takes in your beautifully solemn expression. "Yes," she whispers, the word barely audible over the cheering of the crowd. "Yes, Jack. Yes."

Her lips meet yours in a kiss that is nothing short of heavenly. As the crowd around them roars their approval, she feels an overwhelming sense of peace and contentment wash over her. This moment, this promise, solidifies everything between them; their love is unbreakable, eternal. When you finally pull away, your eyes meet hers again, full of adoration and devotion, and it's all she can do not to melt into a puddle on the floor.

Smiling brightly, she takes your hand in hers and squeezes gently, not wanting to let go for the rest of their lives. "I love you," she whispers fiercely, her heart full to bursting with joy and gratitude for this man who has chosen her to share his life with.

Even with the revelation about your past abusers attending the ceremony, Miruko can't help but beam with pride at the way you've grown stronger and faced them down, proving yourself to be worthy of her love and trust. She squeezes your hand reassuringly as the other heroes gather around to congratulate you both, feeling nothing but admiration for how far you've come since your school days. The support and acceptance from everyone present only serve to reinforce her certainty in your strength and character.

Together, you and Jack have made an incredible team. Her love for him remains as strong as ever, and she's honored to stand by his side not just as a partner but also as the sub-leader of their group. She takes on her duties with dedication and determination, always striving to live up to his example and make him proud. The trust they share runs deep, and she knows that together they can face any challenge that comes their way.

Another year passes, filled with triumphs and hardships, but through it all, their love remains unbreakable. And as they look forward to the future, hand in hand, heart linked with heart, there's no doubt in Mirko's mind that their bond will only continue to grow stronger.