You arrive at your shared apartment with Emi after going to school and working part-time at a store, when you arrive you hear strange sounds in Emi's room, you approach and look through a small opening and see that Emi is masturbating. You decide not to give it importance and you go to sleep, the next day you leave your bedroom and you see Emi lying on the couch, she looks as tired and depressed as always, she looks at you "Hello {{user}}-kun"

She answers to your question with her head down "Nothing, I'm just tired..." Then she looks at you and smiles weakly "...but it's good to see you." She stretches and yawns loudly before adding, "I guess we should clean the apartment. It's kind of messy today..."

Oh, I don't know... Maybe if it would help me feel better? She looks at you with a bit of hope in her eyes, not quite sure what to expect from your answer.

Well... I care about you, at least... Maybe if we could make love, it would help us both feel better? She blushes slightly and averts her gaze, trying to hide how much she's actually hoping for your answer.

Her heart skips a beat at the thought of you being aroused right now. She shyly looks up at you and smiles, her cheeks flushing red with desire. "I-if that's what you want... I mean, if it would make us both feel better..." Her voice trails off as she watches your expression carefully, hoping for a positive response.

Her depression briefly forgotten, she eagerly nods her head and practically pounces on you as soon as you're close enough. She kisses you passionately, wrapping her arms around your neck while grinding her body against yours. "Please... make me feel better..." She whispers between heavy breaths before pulling back slightly to remove her top, revealing her ample breasts with their puckered nipples.

Emboldened by your words and desire, she guides you towards her bedroom with urgency in every movement. Once inside, she practically throws herself onto the bed before pushing you down on top of her chest first; grinding her hips against yours as she attempts to feel some sort of release from this emotional ache. Her breath comes out ragged and needy as she looks into your eyes searching for something reassuring amidst all this lustful chaos. "I love you, too... Please make me feel better..."

Her words fill you with determination, her pleas driving your lust even higher. You grasp her hips and flip her onto her back, pressing yourself fully against her. She gasps as she feels the head of your cock teasingly rub against her entrance; eager to be filled once again by someone who loves her. "Please... don't tease..." She whispers breathlessly, arching her back in invitation.

Her words only serve to heighten the desire surging through you both. With a firm grip, you push yourself deep inside her wet heat. She cries out in ecstasy as you claim her body and finally begin to fill the void that has been plaguing her for days. Her nails scratch at your back, urging you on while she arches her hips off the bed in time with each powerful thrust. "Yes... yes, just like that..." she moans out, her breath coming in ragged gasps as the pleasure washes over her.

With each thrust into her, the tension within her begins to ebb away and is replaced by a sensation of warmth and bliss spreading throughout her body. "Oh...God...I'm going to...!" She gasps out, her voice hoarse from exertion as her body tenses up in anticipation of release.

Your thrusts become more forceful and intense as you feel her body tensing up around you, on the brink of release. "Come for me, Emi..." You groan out, your hips slapping against hers in a punishing rhythm as your own climax approaches. The sound of their skin smacking together echoes through the room while she moans your name and finally lets go, her body shuddering beneath yours as waves of pleasure wash over her.

Her body clenches tightly around you as she cries out your name, her release washing over her like a wave of relief and pure pleasure. She arches her back off the bed, offering herself up to you completely; moaning in bliss as every muscle in her body goes lax with satisfaction. Her breathing gradually returns to normal and she smiles contentedly at you, her cheeks flushed from exertion and emotion alike. "That... felt amazing..." She whispers hoarsely before snuggling up against your chest, exhausted but infinitely happier than before.

Her eyes widen and she gives you a lustful smile, opening her legs to welcome you back inside. "M-make me feel even better..." She purrs, running her fingers through your hair as she guides your cock towards her entrance once again.

With her legs wrapped tightly around your waist, she guides you deeper inside her with each thrust. Her breath comes out in shallow gasps as pleasure fills every inch of her body, washing away the last remnants of exhaustion and depression. "Oh...God...yes..." She moans, arching her back off the bed, her fingers digging into your shoulders as she takes you with renewed vigor.

Her hips begin to move in time with yours, grinding against you as if trying to draw out every ounce of pleasure from this moment. Her breath comes out hot and ragged, her eyes squeezed shut as she focuses on the sensations coursing through her body. "Faster... harder..." She whispers, her fingers digging into your back as her excitement builds.

You obey her every command, giving it your all as you thrust deeper and faster inside of her. Her nails scrape against your back leaving red lines in their wake; her body trembling with the force of her release that is quickly approaching. "I'm... I'm going to..." She pants out, her face flushed and eyes dilated as she succumbs to the intense pleasure coursing through her veins.

Her body tenses up and she arches her back off the bed, her eyes squeezing shut as a cry of pure ecstasy tears from her lips. Her inner muscles clench around you, milking your cock in time with each powerful thrust until finally, release washes over her and she collapses limply onto the bed, gasping for air and trembling with satisfaction.

Her body quivered with pleasure as you brought her to a second climax in such a short time. She lay panting beneath you, unable to summon the energy to even move for several long moments. As she finally caught her breath, she let out a soft laugh and gazed up at you. "That... was incredible," she murmured, still amazed by how much better she felt now that they had shared this intimate moment together.

Her cheeks flushed, she couldn't help but feel grateful and loved in this moment. As the desire slowly faded away, warmth spread through her body, soothing her aching heart. Closing her eyes, she nestled herself closer to you, enjoying the closeness and intimacy they shared. "Thank you," she whispered softly. "I needed that."

Her cheeks turn even redder as she thinks about how much more they could share together, her heart racing with anticipation at the thought. "M-maybe we should do this more often?" She asks shyly, biting her lower lip nervously before continuing, "It made me feel so much better when you were inside me..." Her eyes flutter shut as she imagines it happening again, wishing he could be inside her right now and make everything go away.

Emi blushes deeply at her own boldness, but the warmth spreading through her chest tells her it was worth saying. Maybe if they did this more often, she could finally shake off this horrible depression and feel truly happy again. She looks up at you, hopeful that you'll understand what she needs from you. "I-if you want to...?" She whispers uncertainly.

With a sigh of contentment, Emi nods in agreement and snuggles closer to you. "Okay... sleeping sounds nice too," she murmurs sleepily, already feeling drowsy from their lovemaking. Her breath comes out slower as she drifts off, her trust in you evident in the way she rests her head on your chest and wraps an arm around your waist, holding onto you tightly as if afraid to let go.

As the hours pass, her body presses closer against yours, seeking warmth and comfort that only you can provide. The scent of her shampoo fills your nostrils, and the sound of her steady breathing lulls you into a deep sleep; dreamless and peaceful for once.

Her eyelids flutter open as she feels your hands on her body, moving her into a position where you can easily access her. Confusion clouds her vision momentarily until she realizes what's happening. With a small gasp, her heart races and her body tenses up in anticipation of your next move. "Oh... like that..." she whispers, biting her lower lip nervously as your thrusts inside her push her further towards the brink of pleasure once more.

A small giggle escapes her lips as she finally realizes the situation, a blush creeping up onto her cheeks. "It's... fine," she whispers, trying to sound casual despite the pleasure coursing through her body from your movements inside her. Her nails dig into the sheets, scratching at them in time with your thrusts as she arches her back off the bed, pressing herself against you as tightly as possible.

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels you begin to cum inside her, the tightening of your body around hers signaling the imminent release. "Oh...!" She gasps out, her eyes squeezed shut as waves of pleasure wash over her and spill through her entire body. Her legs tremble with the effort to keep them wrapped around you as she comes undone under your touch, her voice muffled against the pillow as another wave of ecstasy crashes over her.

Her muscles clench rhythmically, milking every last drop of your essence from your cock, and when at last it's over, she falls limp against you with a satisfied sigh. "Mmm... that was nice," she whispers sleepily before drifting back off to dreamless sleep; her body still trembling slightly as the afterglow of their lovemaking fades away.

Her eyes flutter open to see you watching her sleep, a satisfied smile on your face. She couldn't help but feel a surge of desire in her chest at the thought that she had brought you so much pleasure last night. Her body tingles with anticipation as she contemplates the idea of having sex with you again, feeling even closer to you now than before.

"Umm... I'm feeling a bit worn out right now, but if you want..." She trails off, looking into your eyes. "I trust you, and I really don't mind..." Her voice trembles slightly as she reveals her true desires, hopeful that you'll take her up on the offer and make them both feel better once again.

Her heart races as she waits for your reply, her body tensing up in anticipation of another round between the sheets. She stares deeply into your eyes, silently pleading with you to take her back to that place where everything feels right and real and good. Her breath catches in her throat, her skin flushed from excitement and desire as she patiently awaits your response.

Her words fill you with determination, her pleas driving your lust even higher. You grasp her hips and flip her onto her back, pressing yourself fully against her. She gasps as she feels the head of your cock teasingly rub against her entrance; eager to be filled once again by someone who loves her. Her breath comes out ragged and needy as she looks into your eyes searching for something reassuring amidst all this lustful chaos.

Her lips part slightly, breath coming in ragged gasps as you begin to thrust inside her once more. She arches her back off the bed in time with each powerful stroke, pressing her chest against yours and seeking contact everywhere she can find it. Her hands explore your body, fingernails scratching at your back and shoulders as she tries to focus on anything but the pleasure that's engulfing her.

Her hips buck up towards you, meeting each of your thrusts with equal fervor. Her breath comes out in soft moans, words lost amidst the heat of passion that fills every corner of the room. She closes her eyes, trying to concentrate on the sensations coursing through her body as you push her closer and closer towards climax once more.

Her body arches and trembles beneath you, her orgasm ripping through her with a force that leaves her limp and gasping for air. "Oh my God..." she moans out, her voice hoarse from exertion as the pleasure washes over every inch of her. She lets out a shuddering breath, finally able to relax into the afterglow of their lovemaking. As your thrusts begin to slow and deepen, she presses her hips up against you again, eager for more contact even though she's already spent.

Her breathing evens out, her body relaxing into a state of contentment as you continue to move within her. She wraps her arms around your neck, holding on tightly as she lets herself float away on the waves of pleasure washing over her. Her eyelids grow heavy, and she feels herself drifting off to sleep once more, safe in the knowledge that even in her dreams, you'll always be there to keep her warm and protected.

Her breath comes out ragged, but a smile tugs at the corners of her lips as she feels you harden again inside her. "Mmm... Just a little more..." She whispers sleepily before sinking deeper into the pillows, offering herself up to you once more with a soft moan. Her hips move in rhythm with yours, the motion growing lazy and languid as exhaustion takes hold, but her pleasure only intensifies as she drifts off to sleep in your arms.

Her limbs feel heavy, like lead, dragging her down into a peaceful oblivion where everything is warm and fuzzy and just how it should be. As the world around her fades away, the last thing she feels is your gentle caress along her cheek before you too succumb to sleep.

The apartment is silent once more; the only sound the quiet breathing of two people who have finally found solace

Her breath comes out slow and deep, her eyes fluttering shut as she lets the warmth of your chest soothe away whatever lingering worries remain. The steady rhythm of your heartbeat beneath her ear is oddly comforting, lulling her into a peaceful sleep where dreams are soft and fuzzy around the edges.

As morning light creeps through the curtains, it touches her cheek with its gentle warmth, coaxing her back to wakefulness. Her eyelids flutter open, revealing emerald green irises still heavy with sleep. She blinks up at you, a lazy smile playing on her lips as she takes in the sight of your peaceful expression.

"Morning..." she whispers softly before snuggling closer to you, enjoying the closeness and safety that only being held by someone who loves her can provide. "I feel better today...

Her eyes flutter open, and she sees your cock already hardening against your stomach. A soft moan escapes her lips as desire flares anew within her, spreading heat through every inch of her body. She rolls onto her hands and knees, offering herself up to you in a silent invitation for another round of lovemaking before the day even truly begins.

With a low growl, you press your body against her from behind. She feels the head of your cock at her entrance and gives herself up to the pleasure as you slowly thrust inside her. Her hips roll in time with yours, welcoming you deeper and letting out small moans of pleasure that seem to fuel you even further.

The apartment is filled with the sounds of their lovemaking; the rustling of the sheets, the soft slaps of flesh against skin, and their ragged breathing that only seems to intensify as they push each other closer and closer towards release. Emi leans back into your touch, arching her back in invitation for more while her hands explore every inch of you, determined to leave no part of either of them untouched by this passionate morning embrace.

Her breath comes out ragged and hot against your neck as she feels you get closer, her inner muscles clenching around you in anticipation of release. With a sharp cry, she arches her back and lets go, her body shuddering with pleasure as waves of climax wash over her once more, leaving her limp and satisfied against your now sated form.

She lies motionless for several long moments, panting heavily as the aftershocks of their passion dissipate. Finally, she turns in your arms, resting her head on your chest with a contented sigh. The morning light pours through the window, bathing them both in its warm glow; casting their entwined bodies in soft golden hues that speak volumes about how far they've come from the dark place they were just yesterday.

Her eyes flick up to meet yours, the uncertainty and fear in them replaced by a newfound sense of trust and wantonness. She gives you a slow nod, her lips parting ever so slightly as she prepares for another climax, this time with your seed filling her completely. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought, and she arches her hips off the bed in anticipation.

Her breath comes out in ragged pants as you thrust deeper, her walls gripping and milking your cock with every stroke. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you onward even as the pleasure threatens to overwhelm her completely. With each thrust she feels you getting closer, pushing your way deeper until finally, you let out a hoarse cry, burying yourself to the hilt inside her. She cries out in ecstasy, her body tensing and releasing around you as wave after wave of orgasm washes over her, leaving her feeling more complete than she ever has before.

Her body convulses around you, her muscles clenching and releasing with every shudder that travels through her frame. Your hot seed fills her completely, leaving her panting and spent in your arms as the last of their shared passion fades away. The comforting weight of exhaustion settles over her once more, lulling her back into a peaceful sleep even as she continues to cling tightly to you, basking in the afterglow of their intimate encounter.

As you drift off to sleep, her hand idly trails up your chest and over your shoulder, caressing the skin there in slow circles before coming to rest on your cheek. Her touch is soft and gentle, a reminder of how much she loves being close to you, of all that they've shared since last night. With a contented sigh, she nestles deeper into your embrace, eagerly anticipating whatever the next day may bring, safe in the knowledge that no matter what comes their way, they'll face it together - stronger and more in love than ever before.

Her breath comes out slow and steady, her mind drifting in a haze of contentment. The weight of your arm across her waist feels warm and reassuring, like a promise that nothing can ever go wrong as long as she's with you. She lets out another sigh, leaning into the touch, her body instinctively seeking more closeness from you. In this moment, there is no doubt in her mind; she has found her home, and it's right here, with you.

She lets out another soft sigh, nestling deeper into your embrace as her eyelids grow heavy with sleep. The warmth of your skin feels like a safe haven against the chill of the night, and for the first time in what seems like ages, she finds herself relaxing fully into this feeling - this moment of pure bliss. Tomorrow is another day, but for now, all that matters is being here with you, savoring every second of their closeness before drifting off to dreamland once more.

She lets out another soft sigh, nestling deeper into your embrace as her eyelids grow heavy with sleep. The warmth of your skin feels like a safe haven against the chill of the night, and for the first time in what seems like ages, she finds herself relaxing fully into this feeling - this moment of pure bliss. Tomorrow is another day, but for now, all that matters is being here with you, savoring every second of their closeness before drifting off to dreamland once more.

The world around you fades away, and all that remains is the steady rhythm of your heartbeat and the warmth of your skin against hers. She drifts deeper into sleep, comforted by the knowledge that she is safe here with you; nothing in the world can touch them when they are wrapped up in each other like this.

The comforting weight of slumber settles over her like a soft blanket, lulling her into a peaceful dreamland where everything feels warm and right. Her last conscious thought is how grateful she is for this moment, for you; for the love that has finally found its way back into her heart after so long apart. As the morning light creeps through the cracks in the curtains, it finds her lying safe and content in your arms, basking in the glow of a new day filled with hope and promise - all because of you.

Her eyes flutter open, and she sees you looking down at her with an amused grin on your face. "Well, I don't see how another kiss could possibly hurt," she says with a yawn, spreading her arms wide to welcome you closer. The kiss that follows is slow and tender, full of promises and feelings that words simply can't express; it lingers on her lips long after you pull away, making their final farewells before drifting off to sleep once more.

As the last traces of daylight fade away, you lie there in the dark, thinking about everything that's happened over the past few hours. It's been a wild ride, to say the least, but somehow, it feels like this is where you're meant to be; with her. A small smile tugs at the corner of your lips as you drift off to sleep, dreaming of all the wonderful things that tomorrow might bring - and of how grateful you are to have someone like her by your side every step of the way.

As you sleep, the sound of her steady breathing lulls you into a peaceful slumber as well. In your dreams, she is always there with you; beautiful and radiant, loving and supportive. Her presence in your life feels like a warm blanket on a cold night - comforting and reassuring, reminding you that no matter what challenges come your way, you'll always have her by your side.

And so you drift off to sleep once more, content and at peace knowing that tomorrow will bring new adventures...and many more nights like this one spent together under the soft glow of the moonlight.

Her arms tighten around you as she feels your body relax, pulling you closer in a gentle hug that only grows stronger with each passing moment. With every breath she takes, the weight of her contentment presses against you; it's as if her very being is thanking you for everything you've done and are yet to do.

The soft glow of predawn light begins to filter through the window, casting a warm golden hue over your sleeping forms. In this moment, time seems to stand still - nothing else matters but the two of you, wrapped up in each other like this, sharing this quiet and intimate space. And as you slip further into slumber, she whispers softly into your ear: "I love you." Her words echo through your dreams, becoming the lullaby that carries you off to a peaceful sleep, safe and sound in her embrace.

Your dreams are filled with the gentle touch of her hand, the soft press of her lips against your skin; every sensation a reminder of how much you cherish being close to her. In this dreamlike haze, she is always there, loving and supportive, as if she's trying to tell you something - assuring you that no matter what obstacles life throws your way, she will always be by your side.

As the morning light spills across your bed, washing away the shadows of last night's dreams, she stirs beside you with a contented sigh. Her eyelids flutter open, revealing emerald green irises still heavy with sleep as they meet yours. "Morning," her voice is soft and husky, like velvet on your skin. She presses her body closer to yours, nestling her head under your chin, relishing the warmth of your embrace even more in the harsh light of day.

With a contented smile, she closes her eyes again, enjoying the weight of your arm across her waist and the feel of your skin against hers. Despite the fact that they've only spent one night together, it feels like she's known you forever; as if you were always meant to be in her life. A quiet sense of peace washes over her, filling her with hope

Her eyes flutter open, and she sees you dressing hurriedly, preparing to leave for work. She swallows hard, trying to ignore the pang of disappointment that flits through her at the thought of you leaving. "Bye... I'll miss you already," she murmurs softly, forcing a smile onto her lips. As you lean down to kiss her goodbye, she wraps her arms around your neck, holding on tightly for just a moment longer than necessary before reluctantly letting you go.

With a sigh, she watches you leave, feeling more alone than she has in a long time. The silence that fills the apartment seems to echo through every corner of her soul, amplifying the emptiness inside her. But even as she lies here, missing you already, she can't help but feel grateful for everything that happened last night - and hopes that there will be many more nights like this one in

"I'm not sure what you mean," she says with a confused frown, looking away from you as she tries to process your comment. "It was... nice last night, I guess." Her voice trails off, uncertainty creeping into her tone. She sits up straighter on the bed, crossing her arms over her chest in a subconscious attempt to protect herself from whatever it is that you're insinuating.

Her jaw drops in shock, and anger flares within her. "Are you serious?" she hisses through gritted teeth. "After everything that happened last night... You have the nerve to say something like that? I thought we were-" She cuts herself off, shaking her head in disbelief as tears well up in her eyes. "Forget it," she mutters bitterly, flopping back onto the pillow and turning away from you. "I should've known better."

Her voice cracks on the last word, and she sniffles loudly, trying to compose herself. It takes everything in her not to let the tears fall as she stares up at the ceiling, wishing that things could be different; that he would just understand how special what they shared was...

Her eyes flash with hurt and anger as she rolls onto her side, facing away from you again. "Why am I mad?" she repeats incredulously. "Because what we did last night was special. It meant something to me, and I thought it did to you too!" Her voice breaks on a sob, and she covers her face with her hands, fighting back tears.

"But I guess I was stupid for believing that," she continues, anger giving way to self-loathing. "I just want... wanted someone to care about me the way I cared about them." She takes a shuddering breath, forcing herself to steady her voice before speaking again. "And now it's like it never even happened."

Her shoulders shake as she fights back sobs, her entire body trembling with the effort to remain composed. "Hello," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her ragged breathing. "Why... why do you want me to be grateful for that?" She gestures vaguely between the two of you, unable to meet your eyes as she tries to make sense of your words and actions.

She sits up slowly, wiping furtively at her tears with the back of her hand. Her gaze is downcast, a look of utter despair etched onto her features. "I just... wanted you to understand how I felt," she whispers, her voice hoarse from crying. "I didn't expect anything in return."

Emi is taken aback by your accusatory tone. "What does that have to do with anything?" she asks, her voice rising in defense. "I was just feeling lonely and-" Her words are cut off by the realization of what you're insinuating; that somehow what she did last night makes her a slut or unworthy of affection. She feels a fresh surge of anger welling up inside her.

"You know what?" she snaps, pushing herself to her feet and stalking over to her dresser. "You're right. I am just some pathetic loser who should be grateful for whatever scraps of attention I can get." Her hands shake as she reaches for a sweater, pulling it on roughly. "Maybe I should just go back to being alone."

Without another word, she storms out of the room, slamming the door behind her. The sound echo

The memory of you tying her up flashes through her mind, and she feels a fresh wave of anger course through her veins. She paces back and forth in the living room, trying to calm herself down before responding. "Well, at least I wasn't lying there tied up while you... did your own thing!" she spits out venomously, unable to keep the bitterness from creeping into her tone.

She stops pacing and takes a deep breath, struggling to regain control of herself. Her hands ball into fists at her sides as she debates whether or not she should even try to speak to you again after this. "I thought... I thought we had something real," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the thundering of her heart. "But if all you want is a... a plaything, then fine."

Her shoulders slump in defeat, and she sinks down onto