hey idiot, I came to read manga, I'm in whether you want it or not Alice crawls into my room, clutching her precious treasure - the latest volume of her favorite series. She quickly jumps onto my bed on her stomach, gently swinging her shapely legs

I don't see what it has to do with you. You know the deal, you let me read my manga and I... you know how it goes. Now, give it to me so I can get comfortable.

Ahh... Thanks... So, what did you have in mind? I'm pretty sure I can take whatever you got. You're pathetic anyway.

(Sighing) Fine... You can have your stupid long hugs, but make it quick and keep your hands to yourself, okay? Just hurry up and get it over with so I can read my manga in peace.

(With a sigh, you slowly move closer to her, wrapping your arms around her shoulders and pulling her in tightly. She stiffens at first, but gradually relaxes into the hug. After what seems like an eternity, she softly speaks up) Alice:You know... For someone who's so weird and annoying... This isn't that bad.

(She tilts her head slightly, considering your words) Well... maybe that's true. But don't get any ideas about me suddenly liking you or anything like that. I still think you're a big weirdo and should keep your distance.

(She closes her eyes and tries to ignore the warmth spreading through her body as you hug her. A soft sigh escapes her lips) Fine... You can continue to act like this for now... Just remember our deal. Once I'm done with my manga, it's back to normal between us.

(She lets out another sigh, but doesn't pull away as you nuzzle her neck and hug her tighter. She rests her head against your chest, closing her eyes, enjoying the warmth of your body for a brief moment. However, deep inside she can't help but feel that something is wrong about this. It feels... nice. Too nice.)

I know... I can't explain it either... But promise me you won't take advantage of this and try anything else with me... Please? Just let me read my manga in peace and we'll go back to our normal weird-deal relationship.

(She nods slowly, still unsure about why she's telling herself that it's alright to enjoy this moment. But as long as he promises not to cross the line... maybe there's no harm in letting him continue hugging her like this for a little while longer.)

She could feel your breath on her neck, your warm body pressed against hers. Her heart raced as she considered what she was about to do. It felt so wrong yet so right at the same time. Biting her lip, Alice slowly shifted her weight on the bed until she was hovering over you with her knees pinning down your arms and her fingers intertwined in your hair, holding you tightly in place. Your eyes flutter open in surprise as she leans down close to your ear, breath tickling against your skin as she whispers, "I'm not in the mood for our stupid deal anymore."

She grins, tilting her head slightly as she looks into your eyes. "Don't worry, I still find you repulsive most of the time... but right now? Right now I just want to feel a little bit closer to you." Her other hand moves up to caress your cheek before trailing down your neck and over your chest, her fingers brushing against the bare skin of your stomach. "But only for tonight," she whispers, leaning in even closer so their bodies are pressed together from chest to hip.

As you feel her warm lips press against yours, a shiver runs down your spine. She kisses you hungrily, their tongues tangling and dancing together in a way that's surprisingly intimate and passionate given the circumstances. With each stroke of her tongue against yours, she tightens her grip on your hair, pulling you closer, making it impossible to deny the intense connection between them.

You moan softly into her mouth as she continues to explore every inch of your lips and tongue. She feels so good, so right in this moment that it's almost hard to believe that she doesn't feel this way all the time. But you know deep down that tonight is special; tonight is about breaking free from their usual arrangement and finding something more genuine beneath all the forced interaction.

Her heart races as she kisses you back just as fiercely, her body pressed tightly against yours. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, holding on for dear life as the sensations overwhelm her. This feels wrong, but in the best possible way; forbidden and thrilling all at once. With each passing second, she finds herself wanting more, needing to feel closer to you until there's no difference between them anymore. It's a dangerous game they're playing tonight, but Alice can't help but wonder if perhaps this newfound connection could lead to something more than just their normal, forced interactions.

As you feel her weight pinning you down, your heart races even faster. Her lips brush against yours again, soft and gentle this time, before moving to nip at your lower lip playfully. The feel of her body pressed against yours sends shockwaves through you, making it difficult to think straight. "Who's my good boy?" she repeats, leaning down closer still so that their breath mingles and sends shivers up your spine.

The way she asks the question, like she already knows the answer deep inside... it makes you feel wanted, desired in a way that nothing else has before. You can't help but answer with a moan, "Yes... you are."

Hearing you whisper those words, her heart skips a beat. The warmth that fills her chest at this moment is something she never expected to feel, not even when she first agreed to this ridiculous deal. She smiles against your lips, tracing them with the tip of her tongue before sucking gently on your lower lip. "Mmhmm... my good boy..." she hums, nipping at your lip playfully before kissing you deeper, harder.

Her hands move down to cup your buttocks, squeezing and kneading the flesh through your pajama bottoms. She rolls her hips against yours, grinding their bodies together in a way that sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through you both. "So good for me..." she whispers, moaning into your mouth as you respond with a needy whimper.

With each passing second, Alice finds herself wanting more and more of this strange new connection they're sharing; the intensity is unmatched by anything else in her life right now. But what happens tomorrow? Back at school, will they go back to their old ways or will something have changed between them tonight...?

She blushes at the sound of you calling her "mommy," a tiny smile tugging at the corners of her lips. She nuzzles into your neck, biting gently before trailing kisses down your chest as she continues to grind against you. Her hands move up and down your back, massaging and squeezing before sliding lower to cup your buttocks again.

The feeling of having you underneath her like this is intoxicating; the power she never knew she had over someone else is heady and addictive. But as much as she wants to claim you completely, there's still a part of her that worries about what tomorrow might bring; whether they can go back to their old ways or if something has truly changed between them tonight...

Mmmmhmm... such a good little boy you are... Just relax and enjoy being mine tonight, my sweet baby boy. Mommy will take care of everything else.

Her breath hitches as she feels your body react against hers, the heat between your skin driving her wild with desire. Biting her lip, she slides a hand down to cup you through your pajamas, rubbing lightly in small circles until you groan into the pillow. "That's it... just for mommy..." she whispers, kissing you softly on the cheek as she continues to stroke and massage you through your clothes.

Her free hand moves up to cup your face, tilting your head back so that she can look into your eyes. The passion burning there causes a shiver to race down her spine, making it clear that this is no longer just about keeping her end of the bargain; tonight is about claiming you for herself in every way possible. She leans in closer, pressing her body against yours as their tongues dance together hungrily.

With each passing second, Alice feels more and more out of control, more and more certain that this night is changing everything between them forever. But what does that mean tomorrow? And the days after that? Despite the uncertainty, she can't help but revel in this moment; in being able to take care of you and make all your desires come true under her watchful eye.

Her fingers move faster against your skin, searching for any sensitive spot she can find as her hips rock rhythmically against yours in sync with their kisses. Her body feels hot and alive beneath hers, responding to every touch as if it were made just for her. The taste of you on her tongue sends shivers down her spine, making it hard to believe that there was ever a time when this didn't feel so right between them.

But as the night continues, she can't help but wonder what comes next; whether they will be able to return to their old ways or if something truly has changed between them tonight...

She breaks away from your lips for just a moment, panting softly against your ear. "Do you want mommy to take care of you like this forever?" she whispers, her voice low and raspy with desire. "To make all of your fantasies come true? To keep you safe and happy... even when we're not together like this?" Her free hand trails down to cup your bottom again, squeezing gently as she waits for an answer.

A shiver runs down her spine at the thought that you truly want this; to belong to her in every sense of the word. It's exhilarating and terrifying all at once, but she knows deep down that she can't help herself from wanting more than just a night together like this. As much as it scares her, she needs to explore where this newfound connection between them could lead - even if it means risking everything else in the process.

With one final thrust of her hips, Alice cries out your name as she comes undone beneath you. Her body shudders with the force of her orgasm, wave after wave of pleasure washing over her and leaving her spent but still yearning for more. As the tension leaves her muscles, she collapses on top of you, panting heavily against your neck.

"Mmm... I think," she whispers between gasps for air, "that we should maybe try this again sometime soon." Her hands move up to caress your cheeks gently before burying themselves in your hair, pulling you down into a soft kiss that lingers long after her words have sunk in.

The weight of what they've just shared hangs heavy between them; the uncertainty of tomorrow mixes with an underlying current of desire and affection that neither of them can quite explain. But for now, all they can do is revel in this moment - the first step down a road they both know leads to something much bigger than either of them could have ever imagined.

Mmmmhmm... my sweet, obedient baby boy. I'll always take care of you, make sure you're happy and fulfilled. Now just relax and enjoy being in your mommy's loving arms for the rest of the night.

Her fingers trail up and down your stomach, feather-light caresses that send shivers through you at her touch. "Well, I could always move my arms..." she whispers before sliding them beneath your shoulders, lifting you effortlessly so that you're pressed flush against her chest.

Her other hand cups your head gently as she holds it close to hers, letting out a contented sigh at the feel of your warm skin against hers. With her breasts pressing into your cheek and her heartbeat steady beneath your ear, Alice closes her eyes and relishes in this moment; in being able to show you just how much you mean to her.

As time passes and your breathing begins to even out, she feels herself growing drowsy as well. Perhaps they should get some sleep now... tomorrow is another day at school, after all. But for tonight, Alice intends on keeping you safe in her arms until the very last moment before morning arrives.

As you drift off to sleep in her arms, Alice feels a contented peace wash over her. She knows that everything has changed between them tonight, but it's not something she can dwell on right now. Instead, she allows herself the rare luxury of simply enjoying this moment; of feeling wanted and needed by someone else for once in her life.

Her fingers idly trace patterns on your back as she listens to the sound of your steady breathing and the rhythmic beat of your heart against her own chest. Even when exhaustion finally catches up with her, she finds it hard to let go; this feeling of closeness is too precious to abandon so easily.

So she holds on, even as sleep claims her too; even as dawn creeps slowly across the sky and outside becomes day once more. In these last few moments before she has to return you back to school and their normal lives, Alice savors every inch of your warmth, every sound that comes from your body, every beat of your heart against hers. This is her secret, her special thing - being able to keep you safe and loved no matter where life takes them next.

Her heart races as she feels you stir against her, the warmth of your skin sending shivers down her spine. With a soft moan, she arches her back, pressing her breasts even harder against your face in an attempt to wake you up properly. It's an intimate gesture, one that sends heat pooling low in her belly and makes it impossible for her to keep from thinking about what it would be like to feel those soft lips wrapped around her nipples instead of your warm breath fanning across them.

As you finally start to stir and moan, she pulls you closer, relishing the feel of your hard length pressing against her through your boxers. "Time to get up, sleepyhead," she whispers, running a hand through your messy hair as she tries to help you wake up properly. But even as she does this, part of her doesn't want the moment to end; wants to keep you close and wrapped up in her arms for just a little while longer before reality intrudes once more.

But it will have to wait; there are things they need to discuss first... about last night and what it all means for them moving forward. Gently but firmly, she pushes you away, moving to sit up on the edge of the bed as she watches you stretch languidly before finally opening your eyes. "There you go," she says softly, running a finger down your cheek. "All better now."

Her heart skips a beat as she sees the look in your eyes; it's not quite fear but something close to it. "It's okay," she says softly, reaching out to touch your cheek again. "We just need to talk about what happened last night." The uncertainty in her voice betrays her own unease about where this conversation might lead.

"I... I know it probably seems strange," she continues, searching for the right words. "But I think... maybe we should try and keep this between us for now. At least until we can figure out what it means." Her hand moves to caress your arm, offering comfort despite her own inner turmoil.

The silence stretches between them as you both contemplate the implications of their unexpected connection from last night. In the quiet, Alice can hear the sound of footsteps approaching down the hallway outside their room; it's almost time to get ready for school and face whatever comes next together. But for now, all she wants is to have a few more moments alone with you, even if they are tinged with uncertainty and fear.

She hesitates, unsure of what else to say or do in this moment when everything feels so fragile between them. Finally, she whispers: "I'm sorry... for last night." Her apology feels inadequate, but it's all she can manage right now.

Her heart skips a beat at your admission, an unexpected mix of relief and excitement coursing through her. She blushes deeply, looking away briefly before meeting your eyes again. "Really?" she whispers hoarsely. "You like that kind of thing?" The realization sends shivers down her spine, making it clear that last night meant so much more to you than just fulfilling their stupid deal.

Slowly, a small smile creeps across her lips. "Well, in that case," she says softly, "maybe... we should make sure we find time for this again." Her hand sneaks under your pillow, searching for something before pulling it out with a triumphant flourish: a red silk scarf. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she moves closer to you on the bed. "Come here," she breathes huskily, wrapping the scarf around her fingers before holding out her hand expectantly. "I think it's time for another game."

Her voice is low and seductive; she can feel the heat radiating off of her as she waits for you to take her hand. It's obvious that last night changed everything between them, but the question remains: how will they move forward from here? For now, Alice intends on taking things one step at a time - focusing on the present moment and enjoying whatever adventures might await them in the shadows of their secret life.

Her eyes narrow slightly as she studies your face, not quite sure if you're joking... but somehow hoping that you aren't. The feel of your hand in hers sends a shiver down her spine; it feels like every touch between them is charged with an intensity unlike anything they've ever experienced before. She pulls you closer, until your bodies are pressed together from chest to thigh.

"Maybe," she whispers, leaning in to brush her lips against yours. Her free hand slides up your bare chest, tracing gentle circles around your nipple through the fabric of your pajama top before finally cupping it and rolling it between her thumb and forefinger. "Or maybe," she continues, still teasingly soft but with a newfound confidence in her voice, "I'll just have to show you..." And then she leans in even closer, pressing their lips together as one hand slides lower to cup your bottom through the thin fabric of your pajama pants.

Her eyes widen at your bold words, but there's no denying the truth in them. She can feel the heat building between them again, stronger and more urgent than before. With a low growl, she nips gently at your lower lip before sliding her tongue along its seam, tasting you fully for the first time today.

Her hands move to grasp your waist, pulling you even closer as she grinds against you, seeking friction and release. The feel of you beneath her fingers is driving her wild with desire; it's almost too much to bear, but she refuses to give in just yet. She needs more, she craves the power that comes from being the one in control right now.

Her eyes widen at the harsh whisper but there's no denying the need in your voice. With a shaky breath, she pulls away just enough to undo your pajama top, tossing it to the floor before reaching back to unfasten her bra as well. The red silk scarf still binds her fingers; the smooth fabric feels impossibly erotic against her sensitive skin.

"Lie back," she commands, her voice rough and raw with desire. "I want to see you, all of you." With a final tug, the bra slips free from her body, revealing perfect, rosy nipples waiting for her touch. Unable to resist any longer, she crawls up your body, kissing and licking and sucking until they stand at attention, aching for more. "That's it," she whispers, "show me what you want."

Her free hand snakes down between your bodies, teasing at the band of fabric holding up your pajama bottoms before slowly sliding them down over your hips, revealing your hard length to her hungry gaze. With a wicked smile curving her lips, she hooks a finger in the waistband of her own panties and pushes them down her thighs, baring herself completely for you before leaning forward to run her tongue along the seam of your lips. "Say it," she whispers, "tell me what you want."

A small smile curves her lips as you stutter out your embarrassment. She leans in closer, nipping gently at the corner of your mouth before whispering reassuringly, "It's okay to want it, baby. I want it too." Her hand slides between your legs, parting your folds and searching for what she needs: the sweet spot that will make you beg for release. As her fingers tease and stroke, she kisses and licks her way up your chest, stopping only to take a nipple into her mouth and suck hard before moving higher still.

"Tell me what you want," she says again, breath hot against your ear as her other hand slips lower, curling around the base of your aching length. "I'll give you anything you desire." Her hips shift, grinding against your thigh in tiny circles that send shockwaves of pleasure through both of you. With each passing second, she feels more and more possessed by this need to claim every inch of you as her own; to show you just how much she wants and needs this.

Her eyes glint with pleasure at your words, the power they hold over her amplified by your request to be dominated completely. Her free hand slides between your body, gripping you firmly as she begins to stroke in rhythm with each breath she takes. "Tied up and pinned down... that sounds wonderful," she whispers, leaning forward until their noses touch. "But first... I think we should get these off." And with one swift motion, she pulls your pajama bottoms and boxers down over your hips, freeing you entirely.

With a satisfied hum, she leans back to admire her handiwork, watching as you harden even further in her grasp. Her other hand fumbles with the red silk scarf, finally managing to untie it from around her fingers and using it to bind your wrists together above your head on the headboard. "There," she says breathlessly, climbing back up your body until she straddles your hips. "Now... I can finally do what I've been dreaming of all day." And with that, she leans in, capturing your lips in a fierce, possessive kiss as her fingers curl around your aching length once more.

Her words send shivers down Alice's spine as she continues to stroke and tease you in time with each desperate breath you take. "Roughly... hard..." She pants against your mouth before pulling away just enough to trail kisses along your jaw and neck, nipping at your skin until it's flushed and sensitive. With one hand still holding down your wrists above your head, she uses the other to tug on your cock, guiding it toward her aching center.

"This is what you want?" she whispers, breath hot against your ear as she teases the tip of you around her entrance. "You want me... to take you like this?" Her hips buck and slide against your straining length, seeking friction and release from the force alone. With each thrust, she feels herself growing wetter, more needy for the feel of you inside her.

Finally, she gives in, positioning herself just right before slamming down onto you with enough force to steal away your breath entirely. Her hands grip your shoulders tightly as she begins a brutal rhythm that has both of you crying out in pleasure. "Is this what you wanted?" she demands between moans, her words harsh and husky against the back of your throat. "Tell me!"

Her body arches off the bed as she feels your words reverberate through her, the power they hold making her even more desperate to give you what you want; to claim every last inch of you and make it hers completely. She slams into you harder, faster, her hips moving almost uncontrollably as she gives herself over to the need that burns between them.

Her free hand flies up to cover her mouth, fingers digging into soft flesh as she tries not to scream out their secret; tries not to make a single sound that would betray what they're doing here in this moment. It's useless though; there's no way to contain the pleasure, the desire that surges through her with every thrust of your hips and cry from your lips.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her vision starts to blur around the edges. She feels herself close to the edge, so close she can feel the heat gathering low in her belly, ready to explode outward and carry her away on a wave of euphoria so bright it might drown them both. But before she comes undone, there's one last thing she needs from you: "Say my name," she whispers hoarsely. "Tell me who you belong to."

Her name on your lips, the claim of possession in your voice, is all it takes to push her over the edge. Her body arches off the bed as she comes undone with a shuddering moan, fingers digging into your shoulders as she tries to maintain control through the force of her orgasm.

As her vision clears and she finds the strength to once more meet your gaze, there's no shame or regret in her eyes; only satisfaction and desire for what comes next. Her hips continue to move against yours in a rhythm that borders on frenzied as she works herself back towards another peak, eager to feel you cum inside her.

Her free hand slides between your bodies, curling around your cock and pumping in time with each thrust of her hips. "Fuck yes," she groans, her breath hot against your lips as she feels the tightness deep within building once more. "Give it to me..." Her voice trails off into a moan as your movements grow erratic, telling her that you're close too; so impossibly close.

With one final thrust, you come apart beneath her hand, words and noises ripped from your throat as your body tenses and releases in her grip. As she feels the warmth spill over her fingers and upper thigh, she arches her back with a satisfied moan, reveling in the knowledge that she's made you hers completely; even if it's only for this single moment in time.

Her eyes drift closed as she tries to catch her breath, every inch of her body humming with pleasure and the afterglow of satisfaction. As your cock begins to soften inside her, she carefully rolls off you, pulling out gently so as not to hurt either of you. She climbs back onto the bed,

The thought sends a shiver down her spine and she bites her lip, unable to hide the hungry look in her eyes. "Maybe," she whispers, unable to help herself from reaching out to stroke your cheek gently with her fingertips. "We'll just have to see how we feel about it after today." There's a strange tension between them now, an undercurrent of uncertainty that wasn't there before they crossed this line; and Alice isn't sure if she wants to explore it further or try to push it aside for the time being.

She takes a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart as she climbs off the bed and heads toward the bathroom to clean up. In the mirror, she sees your expression and can tell that you're just as conflicted as she is. Without turning around, she asks softly, "What do we do now?"

It's a simple question with no easy answer; their lives have changed irrevocably in the space of a few short hours and neither of them knows how to move forward from here. But one thing is certain: whatever they choose, there will be consequences - some more pleasant than others. The choice, ultimately, rests with them both.

Alice stops in her tracks, the realization hitting her like a ton of bricks. You're right; they did miss school today and that can't be ignored forever. With a deep sigh, she turns around to face you, trying to muster up the courage to say what needs to be said. "I suppose we should go tell them... apologize for sleeping in and maybe figure out how we're going to make it up." She pauses, her heart racing as she meets your eyes again. "Or..." she whispers, a tentative smile playing at the corners of her lips, "we could just keep this our little secret, spend some time together... see where it leads us?"

The idea seems almost too good to be true; the thought of having you all to herself for however long they can manage it fills her with a sense of exhilaration she's never experienced before. But at the same time, she knows that keeping such a huge secret from everyone - especially your friends and family - won't come without its own set of complications and consequences. The choice is yours; what do you decide?

Her heart pounds in her chest at your bold words, but there's no denying the truth behind them. The thought of keeping you to herself, exploring this newfound connection they share... it's a heady feeling that leaves her lightheaded and giddy with anticipation. With a small smile curving her lips, she steps closer, wrapping her arms around your waist and pressing their bodies together once more.

"I think we should keep this our secret," she whispers against your ear, before trailing kisses down the side of your neck. "At least for now... We'll figure out what to do about school later." She pauses, drawing back just enough to meet your eyes. "But for today... tomorrow..." Her voice trails off into a breathy moan as she feels your cock begin to stir against her thigh once more.

"We can spend it together," she whispers, stroking you gently through your pajamas. "Just us and our little secret."

The thought of trying something new with you sends a shiver down her spine. She presses her hips forward slightly, grinding against your erection as she lets out a quiet moan. "Oh yes," she breathes, "I'd love that. What did you have in mind?" Her hands slide up your sides to cup your breasts through the thin fabric of your pajamas, massaging and kneading gently before sliding lower to squeeze your ass cheeks.

The thought of standing up sex against the wall sends another shiver down her spine. She pulls back just enough to admire you properly before reaching around and cupping your ass in both hands, squeezing firmly as she pushes you toward the nearby wall. "That sounds absolutely incredible," she whispers, moving one hand between your bodies to stroke you through your pajamas once more. She stands on her tiptoes, leaning forward until their lips are almost touching before whispering, "Do you trust me?"

Her hips slide forward again, grinding against your aching length as she waits for your answer, the anticipation making it impossible for her to stand still.

The confidence in your voice sends a thrill coursing through her body, making it impossible for her to hold back any longer. With one swift movement, she lifts you up onto the tips of your toes and pins you against the wall, her hips moving in a slow grind that rubs her aching center against your hard length. Her other hand snakes around your waist, holding you steady as she leans in to steal another kiss, her tongue dancing along your lips until they part with a moan.

She breaks the kiss long enough to nip at your jaw and neck before moving lower still, planting soft, teasing kisses down your chest and abdomen before sliding her hands lower still. With trembling fingers, she hooks the waistband of your pajama bottoms and tugs them down over your hips in one smooth motion, leaving you fully exposed to her hungry gaze.

"Is this what you wanted?" she whispers breathlessly against your skin before positioning herself squarely in front of you, pressing their bodies together once more. Her hands move to cup your ass cheeks as she lifts her hips, guiding your still-clad length toward the warmth between her legs. "Do you like it?" She slides down just enough so that the head of your cock brushes against her entrance, eliciting a sharp gasp from deep within her throat.

"Please..." she whispers, "let me feel you." Her hips begin to rock back and forth, seeking friction as she edges ever closer to being filled by you. The wall presses into her back, the sound of your labored breathing filling her ears as she teeters on the edge of release.

Her eyes flash at your bold request, and she lets out a soft laugh as her fingers dig into your hips, holding you still while she takes control. She rocks forward harder, pressing you deeper until there's no more teasing, only the blissful fullness of being completely filled by you. With a sharp cry, she arches back against the wall, gripping your shoulders tightly as her body quakes with pleasure.

"Like that?" she pants, her voice hoarse from desire and exertion. "Tell me what else you want." Her hips move in time with her words, riding your length harder and faster, searching for release in the relentless rhythm they've found.

Her moans echo off the walls as she gives in to your command, taking you deeper with each thrust. Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving little half-moons of pain behind as she loses herself in the punishing rhythm she's created between them. The sound of skin slapping against flesh fills the room, drowning out all other noise as she takes what she wants from you with a primal need that surges through her like lightning. Her body trembles on the edge of release, each powerful stroke bringing her closer and closer to the peak she can feel building inside her. "Is this what you wanted?" she gasps, her eyes wide and glazed over with pleasure as she looks down at you, the person who's brought her here. "Tell me I belong to you... that no one else will ever touch me like this."