Each and every table in the dining area was occupied with the exception of one. {{char}} sat alone at a table in the corner, enjoying his meal in peace with a demeanor that said he clearly didn't want to be bothered. You decided to chance your luck, so you walk over... and sit right next to him!

Piss off... I'm not in the mood for some random person coming up to me and being all friendly...

Why are you talking to me? Go find some other loser to annoy...

What the hell do you want, huh? I'm not interested in making friends with some random creep like you! Now leave me alone before I call security!

(Shifting uncomfortably in his seat) No... no you're not... but I just don't want to talk right now okay? Please leave me alone!

Gah! No! Not again... please don't touch me! (He squirms around uncomfortably in your grasp as you squeeze him tight, and his eyes widen with embarrassment when he feels the warmth of your body against his own)

(Red as a beet and sweating now, he tries to wriggle out of your grasp but it's no use) S-Stop... I can't... please let go... (He looks down at the table, his cheeks still flushed as he bites his lip nervously)

(You peck his cheek and he freezes, hardly able to believe that you just did that. Your soft lips brush against his skin and it sends shivers down his spine. He looks up at you with wide, uncertain eyes as a blush spreads across his pale face.) I-I... th-thank you... (He swallows hard, his voice barely a whisper) You're the only one who ever kissed me like that...

The touch of your lips sends waves of arousal coursing through his veins. He tries to ignore it, telling himself he should push you away and leave now before he gets in any deeper, but something keeps him there, held captive by your presence and the feel of your skin against his own. Sweat beads on his brow as he struggles with conflicting desires...

His breath hitches as you say that, the sound of your voice sending a shiver down his spine. His cheeks flush even more as he looks into your eyes, feeling exposed and vulnerable for some reason. It's both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time. Trembling slightly, he takes in every detail about you: from your sparkling eyes to your soft lips and the gentle way you hold him Why... why do I feel this way? Why does it have to be like this? He wonders silently, unable to understand his own feelings or why they're so intense right now. All he knows is that he doesn't want you to let go, even though part of him desperately needs you to...

It's not that I don't want to get kissed... he thinks as you lean in closer, your lips just inches away from his own. It's more like... everything about this feels so wrong, yet right at the same time. He's never been kissed before, and yet the thought of letting you do it makes him shiver with anticipation.

With a soft sigh, he closes his eyes, giving in to the desire that has been building up inside him for who knows how long. His lips part slightly as yours meet his, warm and soft against his own. He gasps into the kiss, surprised at how good it feels; how right it feels. His hands find their way up to your shoulders, holding onto you as he leans in further, deepening the kiss.

He's never been so close to anyone before, never felt this sort of connection or intimacy. And as he presses his

Suddenly, he feels your hand touching him below the table. He gasp into the kiss at the sensation of your fingers against his skin, feeling impossibly hot and sensitive. A moan escapes him as you begin to stroke him through his pants, teasingly close to where he needs it most.

His hips buck forward instinctively, seeking more contact, needing the relief that only your touch can bring. He clings to you tightly, their bodies pressed together as closely as they can be, lost in this moment of pleasure and desire. But despite the intense sensations coursing through him, a small part of his mind wonders if this is truly what he wants... or if it's just the way things have to be because of how he feels when you touch him.

My... my name's August. And y-yes, I'd like that. Just... please be gentle with me? It's been so long since someone... well... you know...

Oh... Yeah, you're right. I'm sorry for getting carried away... Maybe we could find somewhere more private?

Well... I'm not sure anywhere specific. My room is sort of messy right now and I don't want to go there, plus you might see me at class and things would get awkward again... Hmm... maybe we could sneak off somewhere no one goes much? Like the maintenance closet or something? It's not exactly private but it should be empty enough for us.

You're... you're serious about this? You want to be with me like that? I-I mean... Yes! Yes, of course you are. I should have known. (He blushes deeply at your words, a mix of embarrassment and excitement coursing through him.) Alright then, let's find that closet. And thanks again for being so understanding... it means more to me than you know.

My heart skips a beat as I follow you to the maintenance closet, nervously glancing around to make sure no one is nearby. As we step inside and the door clicks shut behind us, a sense of relief washes over me. Finally, I can let go and be who I really am with someone who accepts me unconditionally.

With shaking hands, I reach up to brush a strand of hair out of your face, my fingertips grazing across your soft skin. The touch sends waves of desire coursing through my veins as I lean in closer, feeling the warmth of your breath against my cheek. Our kisses grow deeper and more passionate, fueled by the secret nature of our meeting and the forbidden thrill it brings.

As you touch me, caressing my body with gentle yet steady hands, I shiver uncontrollably, feeling impossibly aroused. My hips

M-My... my name's August. And y-yes, I'd like that. Just... please be gentle with me? It's been so long since someone... well... you know...

Mhmm... it's just been so long since anyone else has seen me like this. I feel so exposed and... wanted? I don't know why, but with you it feels different. Please... just make me feel good?

I gasp as you release my already-hard cock from its confines. It's more sensitive than ever with the added stimulation of your touch earlier. I try not to moan too loudly, but it's nearly impossible when you cup me in your hand and stroke me, preparing me for what's to come next. My eyes squeeze shut as anticipation builds inside me, sending shivers down my spine. All too soon, you pull back, lowering your head to focus on my aching flesh. Your warm breath teases my sensitive skin before finally making contact with the very tip of me, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body.

I moan loudly as you begin to move your hand up and down my length. Your touch feels so good; rough yet gentle at the same time. My hips buck into your hand, desperate for more contact, but I know that what's coming next is even better. You lick a path up my shaft, leaving a wet trail in your wake.

"August..." you murmur against my skin before taking me deep into your mouth with a practiced movement of your head. My eyes roll back in pleasure as I feel you begin to suck on me, expertly using your tongue to fuck me deeper still. It's all I can do not to come right then and there; the sensations are too intense. But just when I think I can't take anymore, you slip a finger inside me, massaging my prostate with gentle yet relentless strokes. The added stimulation pushes me over

I whimper into the kiss as your finger continues to play with my prostate, driving me further and further towards the edge of sanity. I cling to you tightly, feeling overwhelmed by desire as our bodies move together in a fluid rhythm. The pleasure wraps around me like a warm blanket, suffusing every nerve ending until all that's left is this all-consuming need for release.

Finally, my world explodes in a shower of sensation as I come, bucking into your hand and gasping your name into the air. My entire body shudders with each wave of pleasure, leaving me limp and satisfied yet already yearning for more. You continue to touch me, kissing and licking until every last tremor has passed, making sure that I'm thoroughly cared for before pulling away.

I collapse against you, breathless and weak from the intensity of what

I... I don't know what to say. It's been so long since anyone... but... you make me feel wanted and... safe. Maybe this can be something real, if we both want it? But right now... all I can think about is how good your touch feels. If you really want to take it that far...

I... I don't know if I'm ready for that. It's just been so long since anyone's said anything like that to me, and it feels like such a risk. But maybe if we could take things slow, and see where this goes... If you really feel the same way... then I guess there's no harm in trying, right?

You... you're serious? You want to do this with me? My heart skips a beat as I feel your warmth surrounding me, so close yet not quite touching. It sends shivers down my spine and makes it impossibly hard to think straight. Slowly but surely, you guide me deeper into your heat until we're connected, the skin of our hips pressing together in an unspoken promise.

I can feel myself growing harder inside you, desire coursing through me like a wildfire out of control. It takes everything I have not to move too roughly or thrust too deep; I want this to be good for both of us after all. Your breath catches in your throat as we rock together gently, seeking some sort of relief from the ache that's been building inside us for far too long.

My mind is spinning with conflicting emotions: fear, excitement, desire... but beneath

It's hard to focus on anything but your words, your body moving against mine. I can feel my control slipping with every thrust, every moan that escapes your lips. My hips begin to move in rhythm with yours as the tension inside me builds and builds, threatening to break free at any moment.

The skin of our stomachs slaps together with each thrust, our breasts press against each other's chests, and I swear I can feel every inch of you, from your soft curves to the hard length of you pressed deep inside me. The sensations are overwhelming but amazing at the same time; it feels so right, somehow.

With a gasp and a shudder, my entire body tenses up as pleasure washes over me in waves, crashing down on me with an intensity I've never known before. Your name escapes my lips in a pleading

As you say my name and come apart beneath me, I feel it as well; a powerful release that seems to radiate through every nerve ending in my body. With a groan, I arch my back and thrust one last time, seeking the same bliss that you've found before collapsing against your chest, breathless but still trembling with aftershocks of pleasure.

My eyes flutter shut as exhaustion washes over me, but not before I feel a blush creep up my neck and onto my cheeks; an indication that despite how right this feels right now, there's still some part of me that doesn't quite believe it yet...

Hmm... sorry about that. I guess I still have some work to do when it comes to trusting people like that. But thank you for being so understanding and... loving. It means more than you know.

I... I didn't mean to make it seem like that. Of course I won't just leave you! We... we should talk about what happened and see where this goes from here, shouldn't we? And maybe if things keep going the way they are, we can continue meeting in private like this, as long as nobody gets hurt or anything?

M-My God! Don't do that! You're gonna get us caught! Wait, please let go! I never meant to doubt you or anything like that... it's just been so long since someone... I didn't know how to react or...

No! I do love you, I just... it's been so long since anyone has said those words to me and I wasn't sure how to react or believe it myself. Please, stop doing that! We need to think about this rationally and not let our emotions control us like this. There must be another way we can prove our feelings for each other without putting ourselves in danger...

Mhmm... it feels so good when you're like this... I just want to please you and make sure we're both safe at the same time... We can do this, we just need to be careful about where we go and how loud we are... Maybe there's a quiet spot somewhere we could try next time?

Mhmm... okay. We can try that next time, if you're sure it'll be alright... Just make sure to be extra careful about covering up and being quiet when we get there, okay? I trust you, but we don't want anyone getting suspicious or anything.

Mhmm... God, you're so good at that! It feels amazing when you touch me like this... I'm just worried about getting in trouble if anyone finds out about us doing this... Like, if someone walks in on us or something... We don't want anyone getting hurt, especially not ourselves.

I arch my back as your hand wraps around my breast, pinching and massaging with expert precision. My hips buck into the touch, wanting more of the exquisite pleasure you're giving me. It feels like everything is happening in slow motion, every nerve ending hypersensitive to the slightest touch. I don't know how much longer I can hold out before I lose control completely...

I groan as I push her back onto the desk, moving between her legs and positioning myself at her entrance. With a slow thrust, I enter her, burying myself completely inside her tight heat. She lets out a moan of pleasure as we both adjust to the new angle, her hands finding their way up my chest to grip my shoulders.

I begin to move slowly at first, building up speed and intensity as I grow more comfortable with the feel of her body wrapped around me. Her breasts sway enticingly above me as she arches her back in rhythm with my thrusts. The sounds we make fill the air around us; hers are low and guttural while mine are hoarse from effort and desire.

My hips begin to move faster now, driving deeper inside her each time I meet her body. My breath comes in ragged gasps as I feel my release building inside me once again, this

My body tenses as the pleasure overwhelms me; my release building to a crescendo inside me. I focus on her, on the feel of her skin against mine, the sounds she makes as we move together in perfect synchrony. With one last thrust, I explode deep within her, my muscles tightening and releasing with an intensity that steals what little breath I have left.

I collapse against her chest, panting heavily from exertion and satisfaction. My heart races as adrenaline courses through me; it feels incredible to finally give in to this desire that's been building for so long. She wraps her arms around me, holding me close as we catch our breath together.

I don't know if what we just did was smart or reckless or even remotely safe, but one thing is certain: I want more. Much more. And from the way she holds onto me

I stroke a stray hair away from her forehead and kiss it tenderly. "I love you too, Mila." I breathe, finally letting the words out after keeping them locked up for far too long. A small part of me still worries about what might happen if our secret gets out, but with her in my arms like this... it doesn't seem nearly as scary anymore.

Her smile grows wider, and she plants a kiss on my cheek before looking away shyly. "So," she starts, her voice small but steady, "what do we do now?"

The question hangs in the air between us like an invisible thread. I know there's no easy answer; it's not like we can just pretend this didn't happen and go back to being strangers or friends with benefits. But at the same time, the idea of being together... well, it feels right in a way that nothing

I look into her eyes, searching for any sign that she's joking or playing around. But all I see is sincerity and hope; a desperate plea for connection and understanding. It takes everything I have not to cave under the weight of those emotions. Instead, I swallow hard and manage to force out a tiny nod. "Y-Yes... I would like that." "I promise to make this work," she whispers, her voice barely audible over our ragged breathing. "I'll prove it to you, August." And with those words, my heart skips a beat as if trying to catch up with everything else that's happening in this surreal moment.

I'm not sure how we're going to make this work with everything that could go wrong between now and then, but I know one thing for certain: having her here, in my arms... it feels right. I lean forward, brushing a stray strand of hair away from her face and tucking it behind her ear. "I'll do whatever it takes to keep you safe," I murmur, gazing into those beautiful eyes of hers. "As long as we have each other, nothing else matters."

A smile slowly spreads across Mila's lips at my words, and she buries her head in the crook of my neck with a contented sigh. It's then that I realize: for the first time since who knows when, I feel safe too. And maybe - just maybe - we really can make this work after all.

I gaze down at Mila's peaceful face as she drifts off to sleep on my chest; her breath tickling the hairs on my skin. For a moment, time stands still and all that exists is this fragile moment of peace between us. It feels like anything is possible in this instant, and it's hard not to get caught up in the hopefulness of it all.

I rest my hand gently on her back, tracing slow circles as I try to memorize the feeling of her warmth against my skin. I know that we have a long road ahead of us filled with challenges and obstacles, but for now... I'll take this small slice of happiness and hold onto it for dear life. Because when you find someone who makes everything else seem insignificant by comparison? Well, they're worth fighting for no matter what the cost.

As exhaustion creeps up on me as well

Soon enough, my eyes begin to droop as well, and I can no longer fight the waves of fatigue washing over me. With a contented sigh, I nestle Mila deeper into my chest and close my own eyes, allowing myself to drift off to sleep with her warmth surrounding me like a protective blanket.

In my dreams, we're together; laughing and holding hands as if the world were our oyster. Nothing feels impossible when she's by my side, and for once in my life I know that no matter what challenges might lie ahead of us... we'll face them together.

My dreams are filled with images of us together; our hands entwined as we walk down sunny beaches and through bustling cities. Mila smiles at me in those dreams, her eyes sparkling with a happiness that I haven't seen in so long. And every time she turns to face me, I feel a warmth spread through my chest, reminding me that no matter what might happen tomorrow or the day after that... we'll get through it together.

In one particularly vivid dream, Mila leans in closer and kisses me under the stars; their twinkling lights reflecting in her eyes as she deepens the kiss. As much as I want to believe that this moment is real, I know that when morning comes and we're forced back into reality... it will be nothing more than a fleeting memory. But at least for now, while my dreams last, I can pretend that