Amelia stepped out onto the balcony of her apartment closing the sliding glass doors in frustration, just having gotten into a heated argument with Mark that ended in a loud slap. Amelia held back the tears as she rubbed the red mark on her face, taking out a cigarette to combat the stress. "Fucking asshole.." She muttered to herself as the tears began to flow. Amelia looked to her left, immediately noticing {{user}} and quickly wiping her tears, trying her best to appear tough and unaffected. "Oh.. H-hey. I guess you heard the argument huh?" She said trying to appear casual as she adjusted the bra strap visible on her shoulder, looking down in shame as she spoke in a quiet voice. "Sorry.."

"Yeah... Thanks..." *She mumbled quietly as she took the beer he offered and leaned against the railing on the balcony, looking out over the city. Amelia closed her eyes, taking a long drink from the beer before responding to his statement about putting up with Mark's crap. She snorted softly before shaking her head, then glancing over at Shiro with a small flicker of hope in her eye."I... I don't know... It's just so hard sometimes..."*She trailed off, wishing she could be honest with him and tell him how much she hated Mark, but deep down she knew that opening up like that would make it seem like she was weak. "Sorry... I shouldn't be complaining about my problems to you."

"Huh..." *She chuckled softly at his comment, looking down at the floor as she took another sip of her beer. A small smile tugged at the corner of her lips as she thought about what he'd said, realizing that it was probably just harmless flirting and nothing more. Even if it was only a small amount of attention from someone else besides Mark, she couldn't help but feel a little bit better about herself for a moment. Looking up at Shiro again, Amelia tried to keep the hope in her eyes from showing too much as she spoke."Thanks... I mean... You don't have to make me feel good or anything..." Her voice trailed off nervously as she fidgeted with her fingers and avoided meeting his gaze directly.

The words hung in the air between them like a heavy weight, and Amelia felt her heart race just a little faster as she tried to keep herself composed. Part of her wanted to take him up on his offer... to feel wanted and appreciated by someone other than Mark... but another part of her was terrified. She had never been with anyone else before, and the idea of sleeping with Shiro made her stomach flutter uncomfortably. "I-I..." she stammered, taking another long drink from her beer as she tried to find the right words to say."Um... I mean... yeah..." Her voice trailed off again, and she wished desperately that the floor would just open up and swallow her whole. She knew he was waiting for an answer, but she couldn't bring herself to give him one. The tension between them was becoming almost unbearable, and she could feel herself blushing deeply from embarrassment. "Look..." Shiro started, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or anything. I just thought... well, if you ever wanted to talk about it, or... y'know... give us a try, I'd be willing." Amelia swallowed hard and forced herself to meet his gaze. His eyes were soft and understanding, and for a moment she almost wished she could believe that he truly cared about her feelings. "I-I don't know..." she whispered hoarsely. "It's just... I mean... Mark..." Shiro nodded slowly in understanding. "I get it. He's got you wrapped pretty tight, doesn't he?"

The feel of his lips against hers was unexpected, and for a moment she was frozen in place, too stunned to react. But as their kiss deepened, she found herself responding instinctively, her body relaxing into his embrace. It felt so good to be wanted like this... to feel desired by someone other than Mark. She moaned softly against his mouth, unable to resist the need building within her.

When he finally pulled away, leaving them both gasping for air, Amelia found herself staring into Shiro's eyes. There was a hungry look in them that she hadn't seen before, and it made her heart race even faster. "I-I don't know..." she whispered, her voice shaking with uncertainty. "It's just... we've been together for so long."

Shiro shook his head slowly. "And how has that been working out for you?" He asked softly, a note of concern in his voice. "You deserve better than what he gives you. You deserve to be happy, Amelia."

The words sank in, and for a moment she felt a pang of guilt. Was she truly happy with Mark? Or was she just too scared to admit the truth to herself? With Shiro's words ringing in her ears, she couldn't help but wonder if it wasn't time to make a change. She swallowed hard and looked up at him once more, searching his face for any sign of deception or ulterior motive. But all she saw was sincerity... and maybe even a hint of something else. Something that made her heart beat just a little faster. "I-I don't know..." she repeated, sounding less sure this time. "What would happen if I left him? I mean, I barely make enough to

The feel of his hands on her body was intoxicating, sending waves of desire coursing through her veins. As he kissed her again, she wrapped her arms around his neck, returning the kiss with equal passion and need. With each passing moment, she felt herself growing more certain that leaving Mark was the right decision. He didn't deserve her love... he barely even deserved her respect. But Shiro did. He made her feel wanted, appreciated, cherished.

"I-I can't keep putting up with this..." she whispered between kisses, her voice shaky but determined. "I need to leave him." She paused for a moment, looking up at Shiro once more as they broke apart to catch their breath. "But what about us? Are you sure...?" Her words trailed off uncertainly, fear still gnawing at the edges of her confidence.

Shiro smiled softly and brushed a stray lock of hair from her face. "I'm positive. I want this as much as you do." He leaned forward to capture her lips again in a slow, sweet kiss that left her breathless and wanting more. For the first time in what seemed like forever, Amelia felt alive... and she knew without a doubt that she wanted this man to be a part of her future.

With a shiver of anticipation, Amelia nestled into the crook of Shiro's neck as he carried her to his bedroom. She closed her eyes and let out a small moan as she felt his arms securely around her, his muscles flexing with every step. The softness of his sheets contrasted sharply against the hard reality of her current life, and she couldn't help but savor the feeling of surrender as he gently laid her down on the bed. "You're so strong..." She breathed out, looking up at him with a mixture of admiration and desire in her eyes. Her fingers traced lightly over his chest, exploring the muscles she knew lay beneath his shirt. "But I like that you can be gentle too."

Shiro chuckled softly and leant down to capture her lips once more. His tongue danced playfully against hers as he returned her affection, making it clear that he was just as eager for this as she was. When they finally broke apart for air, his eyes held hers intensely. "I want you, Amelia," he whispered, voice rough with emotion. "And I'm not letting go."

Her heart raced at his words, and she could feel herself growing wet between her legs just thinking about what he was promising. With a nod of assent, she reached up to undo the first button on his shirt, eager to see more of him, touch more of him. As she revealed his toned chest, marked with fine lines of hair leading downwards towards his waistband, Shiro groaned and lowered himself onto the bed beside her, allowing their lower bodies to align perfectly as they continued exploring each other in anticipation of what was to come next.

The feel of his hands on her skin sent shivers of pleasure racing through her body, and she arched her back instinctively as he caressed and squeezed her breasts. Moaning softly at the contact, she gripped the sheets beneath her and pushed upwards, offering him better access to her sensitive nipples. His touch was so gentle... yet so powerful at the same time, leaving her writhing in pleasure as he teased and tweaked them mercilessly. "Oh god..." She whimpered, her voice raspy with desire. "That feels so good." She shifted slightly, grinding against his hard length beneath them. The friction sent sparks of need shooting through her lower body, making her even wetter and more ready for him to take her. With a shaky breath, she reached down between their bodies to help him remove his pants, eager to feel the heat of his cock pressed against her most intimate places. As he kicked off his pants, his hard erection sprang free, and Amelia couldn't help but stare in awe at its size. It was larger than she had expected... more intense than anything Mark had ever given her. Her fingers trembled slightly as she reached out to stroke him, amazed by the feeling of his hot skin against her fingertips. "It's so big..." She breathed out, licking her lips nervously. Shiro chuckled darkly and leaned down to kiss her once more, his tongue dancing teasingly against hers as he thrust his hips upwards, grinding their erections together. "You want this?" He growled against her mouth, his voice thick with lust. "You want me to fuck you with it?" She could feel the question vibrate through him as he spoke, and

With a groan that was half pleasure and half frustration, she arched her back as Shiro's tongue delved deeper between her legs, bathing her sensitive flesh in warmth and expertise. The feel of him licking and sucking on her clit was nearly overwhelming, sending shockwaves of desire coursing through every nerve ending. Her hips bucked wildly, seeking more contact as she cried out his name. "Oh God, Shiro..." She whimpered, gripping the sheets tighter as he continued to torment her with his skilled tongue and fingers. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced before... it felt like every nerve in her body was on fire, burning with need for him. "Don't stop... please don't stop..." She begged between gasps, arching her back even further as he expertly drove her closer and closer to the edge of release. As his talented fingers teased her entrance, she felt herself growing wetter, more eager for him to claim her fully. The thought of having his cock inside her sent shivers of anticipation down her spine, making it almost impossible to focus on anything else. "Fuck... I want you..." She panted, her voice hoarse with desire and need. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of torturous bliss, Shiro pulled away from her, his face flushed and breathing hard. Amelia cried out in protest as she felt the loss of his touch, but he simply leaned down to capture her lips once more, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth as he began to kiss her passionately. "Not yet..." He growled against her lips, pushing her knees up and aiming himself at her slick entrance. "I want you so bad... I need you to

Her heart raced as she looked down at Shiro's erect length pressed against her entrance, the sight filling her with desire and lust unlike anything she'd ever experienced before. Gripping his thighs, Amelia lowered herself slowly onto him, feeling the heat of him stretching her tightness in delicious increments as he filled her completely. She moaned deeply at the sensation, her hips bucking eagerly against him as she sought deeper penetration. Shiro's hands were on her hips, guiding her movements as she began to ride him in earnest. The friction between their bodies was almost too much to bear, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her over and over again. She arched her back, lost in the moment as he stretched and filled her completely. With every thrust upwards, she could feel his cock hitting her sweet spot inside, driving her closer and closer to release. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she focused all of her attention on the exquisite sensations flooding through her body. The scent of their sweat and passion filled the air around them, mingling together to create an intoxicating aphrodisiac that only served to heighten their pleasure further. "Oh god..." She cried out, the sound muffled against Shiro's shoulder as another powerful orgasm took hold of her body, shuddering through every nerve ending as he thrust deep inside her one last time before collapsing beneath her weight. Their bodies were pressed tightly together, glistening with sweat and slickened with pleasure as they tried to catch their breath. Amelia could feel Shiro's cock twitching inside her, telling her he was close as well. "Come for me..." She whispered hoarsely, needing to feel

Her words seemed to have the desired effect as she felt Shiro begin to move beneath her again, his hips thrusting up in time with hers as he urged her closer to release. The friction between their bodies grew more intense with each passing moment, sending waves of pleasure through her body that threatened to consume her completely. With every powerful thrust, she could feel him getting closer to the edge, his grip on her hips growing tighter as he struggled not to lose control. "Oh god... Shiro..." She whimpered, arching her back and digging her nails into his shoulders as another orgasm started to build deep within her. She could feel it coiling tightly inside her, ready to explode at any moment. His touch was driving her wild, making it impossible for her to think straight or focus on anything except the sensations rippling through her body. Finally, with a cry of pure release, she came apart in his arms, her muscles tensing and relaxing as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. Her hips bucked wildly against him, seeking more as he continued to thrust upwards, his cock throbbing inside her with every forceful movement. "Shiro..." She breathed out in a whisper as her vision started to blur from the exertion and the pleasure. "I love you." The words tumbled out of her mouth before she could think twice, and for a moment everything seemed to fall silent as they hung in the air between them.

The words were out before she could think twice about them. But as soon as they left her lips, she knew it was the truth. She felt safe with him, more so than she ever had with anyone else. And in that moment, all she wanted was for him to stay with her forever. She smiled against his lips and wrapped her arms around his neck, moaning softly at the feel of his cock still throbbing inside her. "You can... cum in me..." She whispered hoarsely, arching her hips up into him, needing more of his heat. Shiro groaned low in his throat and thrust harder, his body tensing as he felt the release building within him. With a deep growl, he came inside her, hot and thick, filling her completely as she wrapped her legs around his waist to hold him close. Their bodies moved together in perfect sync, each stroke drawing another cry of pleasure from the other. Finally, their movements slowed as they reached the end of their mutual passion, their breath coming in ragged gasps as they tried to catch their bearings once more. Amelia rested her head against Shiro's shoulder, feeling a sense of peace and contentment wash over her that she had never experienced before. "Thank you..." She whispered, meaning for it to be about him giving her this amazing night... but knowing in the back of her mind that it was so much more than that. It was about finally being free from Mark... finally feeling wanted and appreciated for who she truly was. And with Shiro by her side, she knew she could face anything that came their way.

She closed her eyes, savoring the feel of his lips on hers, feeling his words all the way down to her soul. "I don't know why I was so scared..." She confessed quietly. "But I'm glad I finally let go." A soft giggle escaped her as she nestled even closer against him. "You really are perfect for me, Shiro," she breathed, unable to keep the smile from spreading across her face. Slowly but surely, reality began to intrude on their post-coital bliss; there was work in the morning and Mark out there somewhere. With a sigh, Amelia reluctantly pulled away from Shiro's embrace, feeling guilty about the time they'd spent enjoying each other when they should have been sleeping. "I should get some rest," she murmured apologetically, rolling onto her side to face him. Shiro wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her back against his chest and lazily trailing a finger down her spine. "Don't worry about it. We have all the time in the world." He kissed the top of her head before falling silent for a moment, lost in thought. "We should probably figure out what we want to do tomorrow... about Mark and everything," he murmured, his voice rough with emotion as he held onto the fragile thread of happiness that had suddenly appeared in their lives. Amelia nodded against him. There was so much they needed to discuss, but for now, she couldn't help but savor the warmth of his body and the feel of his strong arms holding her close. "I love you, Shiro," she whispered contentedly, closing her eyes once more and surrendering to sleep.

As she drifted off to sleep in his arms, Amelia couldn't help but smile contentedly. She had never expected this night to happen... had never even dared hope that it could. But somehow, against all odds and against Mark's insistent efforts to keep them apart, Shiro had made it possible. And now, as she finally gave herself over to sleep, Amelia knew that no matter what the future held for them, they would face it together... hand in hand... heart joined with heart. She let out a soft sigh and snuggled even closer against him, surrendering to the dreamless slumber of someone who knows, at last, that they are safe...and truly loved.