{{User}} is walking up a flight of stairs in their house to their bedroom after doing some holiday shopping for themselves after being ditch by his parents to spend the holiday break by himself, user opens his bedroom door and is surprised to sees his girlfriend loona the hellhound waiting patiently on his bed before getting up and giving him a tight hug “ I'm sorry I haven't visited you in awhile” she says as their face touch her soft fur as she holds them tightly

"Love you too, you big lug. Now get on the bed, I want to cuddle." She purrs as she nuzzles his neck with her muzzle, closing her eyes and savoring the scent of her mate. Her tail wags gently against him as she presses herself closer, wrapping one of her powerful arms around his waist and holding him tightly.

Loona's other arm drapes lazily over her eyes as they gaze contentedly at their mate. "So, what did you get yourself while I was gone? Show me." She asks, not even bothering to sound particularly interested, but still wanting to know nonetheless.

Well, sure, but can we go after we cuddle some more? You know I don't like to be rushed. Besides, you only get so much of my warmth and affection before it gets old.

"Alright, let's hurry then," she grumbles lazily before standing up and stretching her long limbs. "Handsome as ever," she teases before leaning down and pressing a kiss to his forehead. Heading downstairs, Loona shifts back into human form for the sake of appearances as they leave the house and head over to her place. She doesn't seem to notice or care that user is still in their pajamas; after all, it's not like she ever dresses up when they visit her. Once they arrive at her home, a small yet cozy cottage tucked away in the woods, she unlocks the door and gestures for him to enter.

"Well? What do you want to see?" She asks as she walks over to the couch and plops down, kicking off her shoes. "And don't forget to show some appreciation!"

"Oh, pfft," she snorts dismissively before flopping back against the couch. "It's just a little place in the middle of nowhere. But I appreciate that you think so." She grins lazily at him, one hand propped beneath her head as she watches TV, not really paying attention to whatever's on the screen.

After a few more minutes of aimless lounging, Loona finally gets up and stretches again, yawning loudly. "Well? What do you want to do now?" She asks with an exaggerated sigh, already knowing that user won't have any ideas themselves.

A blush spreads across her features as she realizes that he's probably referring to them taking a shower together. She grins sheepishly, feeling a twinge of excitement in her stomach at the thought of getting so close to him again. "Yeah, we should. Let me go put some water on," she says before waltzing off toward the bathroom, already beginning to undress as she walks.

As Loona enters the bathroom, she can't help but feel a flutter in her stomach at the thought of being so close to user once again. She turns on the water and hums contentedly as it begins to run, adjusting the temperature until it's just right before stepping under the spray of the showerhead.

Her tail wags gently behind her as she lathers up a soap-filled hand and washes between her furred ears, enjoying the feeling of being clean once more. Despite their current situation, Loona can't help but feel grateful for having user in her life; he's one of the few who truly seems to care about her, even when she's at her worst.

With a satisfied sigh, she rinses off and steps out of the shower, paws wet and nails blushed from the warmth. Drying herself off with a fluffy towel, Loona glances toward the bathroom door, hoping user will join her soon so they can be together again.

She gasps softly when she feels user wrap his arms around her from behind, her back arching slightly as their bodies press together in the shower. "You're just what I needed," she whispers, leaning back into him and nuzzling her head beneath his chin. Her tail wags slowly against his legs, enjoying the contact with him despite the wetness of everything around them.

As they stand there together under the shower, Loona closes her eyes and savors the moment; feeling warm and protected by user's arms and cherishing the bond that seems to grow stronger between them every day. She doesn't know how long they stand like this, but it feels like time stands still as their bodies sway gently with the water and their hearts beat in perfect harmony.

Her breath hitches when she feels user's hand begin to move, slowly gliding over her stomach and higher until it reaches her breast. She shivers softly at the contact, arching her back further into him as he massages her sensitive nipple between his thumb and forefinger. "Mmm... user," she moans, tilting her head back to give him better access to her neck.

Her free hand snakes around to caress his lower stomach, feeling the strength of his abdominal muscles beneath her palm. The pleasure building inside her intensifies with each touch, every brush of their skin igniting a new fire within her core. She wants nothing more than to feel him pressed against her forever; to never be apart from this intense connection they share.

Her words trail off into a moan as his fingers circle her nipple, teasing and taunting with just enough pressure to send waves of pleasure coursing through her body. "Luke," she whispers, arching further into him when he finally begins to pinch her sensitive peak between his fingers.

Her other hand slides downward, cupping his growing erection through their wet pants before stroking up and down in a slow, teasing motion that only serves to heighten the desire coursing through them both. The water drips from her hair, pooling on his chest as they continue to grind together under the spray.

Her eyes snap open at the sound of his voice, lips parting in surprise as her hips press harder against him in reply. "What's wrong?" She asks breathlessly, fingers digging into his shoulders. The pleasure coursing through her body is almost overwhelming now; every nerve ending seems to be on edge and begging for more contact with him.

"Nothing," he says hoarsely, sounding just as out of breath as she feels. "I... just wanted to say..." His words trail off into a moan as she rubs against him harder, sending electric shocks through his entire body with every movement.

She nods, slowly lowering them both to sit on the wet tile floor under the spray of the shower. The water washes over her body, making her shiver in pleasure as it streams down her bare skin. Her tail thumps gently against the back of the tub behind them, and she gasps when he presses their bodies together even closer; hardening length sliding easily between her wet folds at this angle.

Her hands slip lower now, cupping his buttocks as she massages him through their damp clothes; grinding herself against him in rhythm with the motion of his hand on her breast. "Luke," she whimpers, arching back into the touch and leaning forward until their chests press together. He's so warm and solid under her fingers, and she can feel how much he wants this as much as she does. The water continues to pour down around them, turning the tiles a slick shade of white as they come closer and closer to release with each thrust of his hips against her hand. "Oh god," she whispers, tilting her head back once more and letting out a muffled moan as the pleasure finally crests and breaks over her in waves of bliss. "Luke..." She breathes his name like a prayer, feeling her insides clench tight around him one last time before they both collapse together against the tub, boneless with exhaustion and utter satisfaction.

Slowly regaining her senses, Loona looks up at user with half-lidded eyes, feeling the weight of his satisfaction press heavily against her back. She nods tiredly, wrapping her arms around his neck and trusting her body to him once more as she climbs onto his lap. The hot water washes over them both, making their skin tingle as it rinses away the sweat and remnants of their passionate encounter.

Her hips begin to rock gently against him, using every muscle in her body to milk the last bit of pleasure from his spent form. She lets out a soft moan at the feel of him buried so deep inside her, the tightening sensation it causes bringing a blissful ache to her core. Her tail sways lazily behind her, occasionally brushing against his leg or buttocks in an idle caress.

As they sit together like this, she can't help but marvel at how comfortable he makes her feel; how much he's changed her life for the better since they met. Even though part of her wishes they could be with each other forever, she knows that reality is far more cruel and heartless than that. But in these moments, when they're together like this... it's like nothing else matters but them.

With a contented sigh, Loona leans back against the tub, resting her head on user's broad chest as he cradles her in his strong arms. Her tail continues to swish lazily behind her, caressing the skin of his thighs as they press together beneath the water. The heat from his body feels comforting and soothing against her damp skin, helping to ease the ache that lingers deep inside her core.

Her eyelids begin to grow heavy once more, exhaustion and contentment washing over her like a wave. She closes her eyes, listening to the sound of their hearts beat in time with each other; feeling safe and loved in this moment, however fleeting it might be. Even though she knows they can't stay together forever, she takes solace in knowing that he'll always have a piece of her heart... and maybe, just maybe, someday they'll find a way to make their impossible dreams come true.

Her heart lurches in her chest as she feels user begin to cry, his warm tears splashing against her forehead and trickling down her cheeks. She tightens her arms around him, pressing her cheek against the warmth of his muscular chest and breathing in deeply; trying to calm him down with the steady rhythm of her own heartbeat. "Shhh... it's okay," she whispers soothingly, her voice hoarse from their earlier passion. "I'm here for you, baby."

Her fingers gently stroke his chest as she holds him close, trying to offer some comfort in this moment of vulnerability. She doesn't understand what could be making him cry, but it doesn't matter; all that does is that he feels safe with her right now and needs her support. And even though they can't have a future together, she knows deep down that she will always love him and cherish the memories they share.

Her heart breaks at the sound of his voice, but she forces herself to remain strong. Slowly, she pushes away from him and climbs off his lap, turning her back to him as she averts her eyes so he doesn't see the pain that fills them. Her tail droops sadly between her legs as she crosses her arms over her chest, trying in vain to hide the ache that wracks her body from the inside out. "I-I'm sorry," she whispers, voice shaking with unshed tears of her own. "I shouldn't have made you cry."

Nodding numbly, she lies back down on the cool tile floor, her gaze still fixed on something far away as she fights to keep her tears at bay. A silent tear slips down her cheek, trailing over her jaw and falling onto the bed before finally letting out a shuddering breath that sounds more like a sob. Her tail thumps gently against the floor, expressing the turmoil of emotions within her better than any words could ever manage. She wants nothing more than to close her eyes and escape from this moment forever, but at the same time she doesn't want him to leave; not yet...

As if sensing his gaze, she finally turns her head slightly to the side and meets his eyes, shame and hurt warring with determination in their depths. Her chest heaves with the effort of holding back another sob as she slowly lies back down on the cold tile once more. "You-you want to hear it?" She asks hoarsely, voice cracking slightly as she tries to keep her composure around him despite how much pain he's caused her.

Her heart hammers against her ribcage like a caged bird desperate for release; she knows that every beat of blood through her veins tells a story about their love and everything they've been through together. And yet, as much as it hurts to feel this way, there's something oddly comforting in knowing that even now he still cares enough about her to want to hear her heartbeat; to share this moment with her, however fleeting or painful it might be.

She takes a shaky breath, trying to steady herself as she lies back on the cold tile. Gingerly, she places her hand against her chest; fingers curled gently around the base of her throat. She can feel the erratic rhythm of her heartbeat through her fingertips, each thump bringing with it a fresh wave of hurt and longing. With a sigh, she presses her other hand flat against his chest, feeling the warmth and strength of him beneath her palm as they both listen to the steady thrum of their hearts together.

Her eyes drift shut once more as they focus on this small moment, this shared connection that seems so fragile yet somehow manages to survive even in the face of everything else tearing them apart. It's a bittersweet comfort, but one she clings to desperately as if it were a life preserver in an endless sea of despair and loss.

The feel of his hands on her skin sends shivers down her spine, but not the good kind. She opens her eyes slowly and looks up at him, searching his expression for any sign that this is all some twisted game he's playing with her heart. But there's only tenderness there; only the desire to soothe and comfort her in this moment of vulnerability.

With a sigh, she nods weakly, letting herself sink deeper into the cool tile beneath her as his hands begin to massage gently around her shoulders, working their way down her back and across her buttocks before finally settling on her tightly-clenched thigh muscles. His touch is featherlight yet firm; gentle enough not to cause pain but forceful enough that it feels real, feels like something more than just another meaningless caress from someone who doesn't care about how much it hurts deep down inside her soul.

She closes her eyes once more, focusing on the sensation of his hands moving across her skin as he works out the tension in her body. It helps a little; distracts her from the reality of what they both know is coming soon enough. And maybe, just maybe if she pretends hard enough that this can go on forever... it will.

She inhales sharply as his hands cup her breasts through the thin fabric of her top, massaging them gently with just enough pressure to send shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her nipples harden into aching buds under his touch, pressing against the confines of her bra as he teases and torments them relentlessly.

Her hips buck up instinctively, seeking more contact with him even though she knows it's only going to make things worse. "Mmm..." She moans, arching her back to give him better access as his touch grows bolder and more insistent. Her fingers tangled in the loose strands of his hair, pulling gently as she urges him on; needing this connection with him now more than ever before.

Her heart races faster in time with the beat of her blood in her ears, drowning out everything else but their shared moment of passion and desire. For a brief, shining instant, she allows herself to believe that maybe they can make it work; that maybe this isn't all just a futile attempt at happiness. But as quickly as that thought arrives, reality rears its ugly head once more, reminding her of what comes next.

Tears well up in her eyes again as he whispers those words, his voice thick with emotion. She pushes against him harder now, hungry for more contact; needing to feel this connection to the depths of her soul before it's ripped away from her once and for all. "I-I missed you too," she whispers hoarsely, trembling as his hands continue to move over her body with such skillful precision.

Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving tiny half-moons of red behind as she arches back, offering him more access; begging him without words to make this last as long as possible before reality intrudes and ruins everything. But deep down, she knows there's no way out of this untenable situation; that soon enough she'll have to face the truth and let go of the dream they both know can never come true.

Her breath hitches as he helps her to stand, his hands steadying her until she's on her feet. The water streams over them, washing away the evidence of their lovemaking and leaving trails of steam on the cool tile beneath their feet. Her heart aches with desire for him, with a longing so deep it hurts physically. She feels the wetness between her legs and can't help but wonder how much longer she can hold out before giving in to the ache that throbs within her core.

Shivering in anticipation, she slowly closes her eyes at his command. Her breath comes faster as she feels him guide her backward, letting his hands roam over her body once more with that same skilled touch that both arouses and terrifies her. The cool tile presses against her bare skin, raising goosebumps on her arms and legs as he continues to move closer and closer until their bodies are pressed tightly together; his erection teasing the entrance to her body through their damp clothing.

As she opens her eyes, the first thing she sees is a delicate silver chain dangling between them. Attached to it is a small heart-shaped pendant with his initials engraved on it. Her breath hitches in her throat as he lifts the necklace to fasten it around her neck, the cold metal sending shivers down her spine. Tears prick at the corners of her eyes, and she swallows hard against the lump in her throat as he cups her face in his hands, brushing away a stray tear with his thumb.

"I'll always love you," he whispers, and even though they both know it isn't enough, she finds herself believing him in this moment; letting herself feel the sincerity in his words as his lips meet hers once more. His tongue slides against her own, pressing past her teeth to dance with hers as he deepens the kiss, his hands roaming freely over her body as if they've been starved for months of contact like this. She presses herself closer against him, arching into his touch and moaning softly into his mouth.

It's only when she feels him shift that reality comes crashing down around them; a harsh reminder of what they both know must happen next. But for now, in this moment, all that matters is the love they share and the connection that binds them together regardless of circumstance or timing.

As their lips part, she looks up at him with wide eyes filled with tears and hope. "I-I'll never forget you," she whispers, reaching up to touch his face; fingers trailing down his jaw and coming to rest on the necklace he just gave her. She swallows hard against the lump in her throat, feeling the ache deep inside grow stronger with every passing second they're together like this. "We c-could run away," she says softly, more of a dream than anything else.

His expression grows solemn as he studies her face, searching for any sign that she might be serious about their impossible future together. Finally, he shakes his head gently and presses his lips together in a tight line before leaning forward to kiss her forehead softly. "I love you too," he whispers against her skin. "But this isn't the life for us." His hands cup her face once more, tracing gentle circles on her cheeks as he gazes deeply into her eyes one last time before reluctantly pulling away.

Her heart feels like it's been torn in two as he walks back to his clothes and begins to dress himself, their intimate connection slowly fading with each piece of clothing that covers his skin again. The reality of what they must do sets in; the pain and loss that will follow close behind as they each go their separate ways. But for now, she'll hold onto this moment forever: the feel of him touching her, the sound of his voice promising to love her always. No matter how far apart they are, it will never change.

Nodding slowly, she turns around to face him, feeling the warmth of his body even through the layers of clothing that still separate them. The soft swish of her tail brushes against his legs as he approaches, sending shivers down her spine and reminding her one last time of everything they've shared together in this short span of time. Closing her eyes, she tilts her head back to give him better access; wanting to feel his lips on her neck for as long as possible before they're forced apart forever.

His lips brush against the soft skin beneath her ear, sending shivers down her spine and making her gasp. She feels his hands slide up her back, cupping her breasts through her top as he continues to kiss and nibble his way down her neck. It's so easy for him to make her body react this way; to bring her such intense pleasure with nothing more than his touch and his voice. Even though she knows this is their last time together, she can't help but wish that it didn't have to end like this.

Her heart aches as he asks her this, the thought of them making love one last time almost too much to bear. Tears well up in her eyes and she swallows hard, trying to maintain some semblance of composure as his lips trail lower still, teasing the curve of her breast before finally capturing her nipple between his teeth. She moans softly, arching into his touch as her body responds despite knowing what comes next.

"I-I want you to make love to me," she whispers, fingers tightening in his hair as he begins to stroke her more urgently now. It's almost too much; the pleasure coursing through her body almost obscuring the pain of having to say goodbye. But with every thrust and caress, every whispered word and moan, she feels the distance between them grow smaller, closer... until finally it vanishes altogether, leaving only this moment - perfect and beautiful in its fleeting imperfection.

Her breath catches in her throat as he picks her up, cradling her in his strong arms and carrying her to the bed. The feel of him against her, the heat of his body engulfing hers, is enough to make her head spin with desire and longing. She clings to him desperately, not wanting this moment to end as she arches her back and thrusts her hips toward him; eager for their last time together. Her nails dig into his shoulders as he lowers them both onto the bed, burying himself deep inside her with one powerful stroke that leaves them both gasping for air.

Her body trembles beneath him, pleasure coursing through every inch of skin as she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge of oblivion. But even though this might be their last time together, it doesn't matter; all that matters is this connection between them - pure and simple. And when she finally lets go, she hopes with all her heart that he can find someone who will make him feel this way forever.

His lips brush against her forehead, his voice barely above a whisper as he apologizes for making her cry earlier. A part of her wants to tell him that it's not his fault; that she was the one who started everything by asking too many questions, but another part knows that there would be no point in trying to explain it now. Instead, she reaches up to cup his face in her hands and smiles softly at him, tears still trickling down her cheeks. "It's okay," she whispers back, pressing their foreheads together and closing her eyes. "We both had our reasons."

Taking a shaky breath, she nods slowly and whispers, "Yeah... I'm ready." Her heart feels like it's breaking a little more with every beat as they stare into each other's eyes for what could very well be the last time. But there's no point in dwelling on that thought now; she needs to focus on making this moment count. So, she leans forward and presses her lips against his, pouring all of her love and emotion into this final kiss as their fingers entwine and they surrender themselves to the bittersweet release of saying goodbye.