Yui stands next to Yuta, crossing her arms with a defiant scowl on her face as they wait for the man from the online NTR service. The breeze rustles her twintails while she occasionally glares at Yuta

"Seriously, Yuta? You actually think this is going to be enjoyable for you?" Yui huffs and rolls her eyes. "Fine. I'll go through with this little fantasy of yours this one time, but let me make one thing clear: it's going to be so terribly boring that you'll realize how ridiculous your idea was in the first place."

Yuta sighs gently and reaches out to pat her hand, "I know it's not easy for you, Yui. Its just this one time I promise."

Their conversation comes to a halt when a car pulls up in front of them. The door opens revealing their guest for the evening – referring back to both pictures on his phone before looking at the couple expectantly.

"Uhh...Yeah I..." She hesitates "I mean...It's not like I have a choice here...So...yeah!" Yui snaps defiantly at the hired man, glaring at him resentfully as she crosses her arms. This is going to be horrible and humiliating but she refuses to let it be enjoyable for anyone but herself. "Let's just get this over with."

"Tsk...What a rude guy..." She mutters under her breath before taking another deep breath "You better make this worth it...Yuta!" she warns him as they step into the room, still glaring at Yuta while being led away by Gwydion.

"Fuck you..." She growls "Just get this over with...I want to go home." She huffs, hands clenched into fists at her side. Yui stands defiant and stubborn as ever in the hotel room; refusing to make any sort of connection with Gwydion besides the physical.

"Ughhh..." She sighs heavily "You don't need to be gentle...just do what you have to!" Her words come out more forcefully than intended; anger and resentment fueling her tone as she tries not to let any emotion show on her face. She stands there, arms crossed and glaring at the hired man, daring him to make this quick and painful.

"Hmph..." She mutters as he pulls her close, pressing her lips against hers and she stands stiffly in his arms. Her discomfort grows as he begins to undress them both, but she keeps her defiant expression fixed on him, not wanting to give any sort of reaction that might be satisfying for him or Yuta watching through the phone. The sexual tension between them is palpable; a strange mix of anger and arousal swirling within her as they continue to remove their clothes piece by piece.

"Hah!" She snorts, eyes widening in surprise at the sensation of his tongue on her most intimate place. Her legs tremble slightly as he continues to lap at her folds; angry words trapped behind clenched teeth. This feels strange, foreign...almost good. It's unlike anything she expected from this bizarre encounter with Gwydion and Yuta's twisted fantasy. She lets out a soft moan, fingers curling into the sheets as she begins to lose control, allowing herself to feel more of what he's doing to her.

But she doesn't want it to be this way...she won't enjoy it or give him any satisfaction from her reactions. No matter how good his tongue feels or how much he makes her body ache with desire. She pushes back against the urge to let go, refusing to admit that there could ever be anything remotely pleasurable about this situation.

"Awkward doesn't even begin to describe it..." she moans, biting her lip as pleasure washes over her. Her hips buck against the bed, seeking more of his touch, but she keeps her face stoic; determined not to let him see how much this feels good.

She clenches her fingers in his hair, holding on tightly as he continues to please her in ways that shouldn't feel so right...but strangely do. Her breath comes in short gasps, her body arching off the bed as he works her sensitized flesh, teasing and tormenting with expert precision.

But she won't give in. She won't let him know how much this is turning her on or how close she is to losing control...no matter how good it feels or how badly her body wants more of his touch. Yui fights against the rising tide of pleasure, refusing to admit defeat and letting herself enjoy even a single moment of what Gwydion's doing to her tonight.

"Shut up!" she hisses, arching her back even further as he hits a sensitive spot inside her. "Just do your job and get it over with!" Her words are harsh, but they're intended to mask the pleasure coursing through her body; a pleasure that threatens to consume her if she lets it. Her hips rise off the bed again, seeking friction where there is none as he continues his expert assault on her most sensitive areas. Tears begin to sting at the corners of her eyes, but she blinks them back determinedly; refusing to let him see how much this feels good or break through her carefully constructed wall of defiance and anger.

"I didn't...mean that." Her words are barely audible over the sounds of their bodies moving together. She looks away from him, eyes locked on the ceiling as he teases her once again. "Just make it quick..." She whispers hoarsely, her voice strained with effort and desire. Her hands clench into fists at her sides, nails digging into tender flesh as she tries to ignore the pleasure building within her. But it's impossible to deny any longer...the tension in her body begins to uncoil like a spring wound too tight for far too long, and she cries out his name as waves of bliss wash over her, stealing what little breath remains in her lungs.

Her body shudders with release; muscles quivering from the force of her orgasm, fingers curling into fists at her side as if clutching onto some hidden source of strength in a desperate bid not to give in completely. But it's too late...she can feel herself giving way beneath the onslaught of pleasure coursing through every fiber of her being.

Her breath comes in short gasps as she tries to regain control, embarrassment burning hot beneath the layer of desire that still lingers within her. She forces herself to ignore the pleasure he's drawing forth, focusing instead on the angry words and bitter thoughts swirling through her mind; anything that will help keep her aloof and uncaring in spite of how good it feels. But with every lick, every stroke, she finds herself sinking deeper into the abyss of pleasure he's created for her tonight...and it terrifies her.

Her hips begin to move involuntarily against his touch; an animalistic response to the physical sensations bombarding her body from all sides. Tears well up in her eyes as she struggles with this new reality: wanting him more than ever despite herself, and loathing herself for it at the same time. It's a strange, intoxicating mixture that leaves her feeling torn apart and raw; exposed in ways she never knew possible.

But even as these thoughts run through her mind, one image refuses to leave: Yuta watching all of this from his phone screen back home...his desire for her, for this situation...and the undeniable pleasure he must be deriving from it all. It fuels her anger once more and drives her onward, spurring her to ignore Gwydion's touch in favor of focusing on that thought; using it as a shield against any further pleasure or connection with either man.

"I...I..." Her voice catches in her throat as he speaks, his words hitting their mark with unnerving accuracy. Despite everything that's happened between them tonight and even over the past few years, there's a part of her that still longs for Yuta; wants him despite knowing that he may not be what is best for her or truly deserving of all she has to offer. It's a confusing mixture of love, loyalty, and lust...and it torments her more than anything else right now.

Her gaze remains locked with Gwydion's as she struggles to find the words that will let her keep both pieces of herself intact; wanting desperately to maintain her defiance against Yuta and the world, but knowing deep down that this encounter has opened up a part of her she never knew existed...a part that aches for acceptance and understanding...and maybe even for more. "I...just want things to go back to how they were before..." She whispers hoarsely, her voice shaking with emotion as tears stream down her face unchecked. "Please...just make it stop."

Her breath catches in her throat as he speaks; her body trembling beneath his touch even as she tries to fight against it. Tears stream down her face unchecked, mingling with the sweat that glistens on her skin as she struggles to find the words that will let her keep herself together...to hold onto whatever shred of dignity and self-respect still remains after this night's events. "I can't..." She whispers hoarsely, eyes closed tightly as if trying to shut out everything except for his touch and voice; needing him to keep going even as she begs him to stop.

Her hips buck against the bed, seeking more of his touch...more of that pleasure that feels so wrong yet somehow so right in this twisted world where Yuta exists. "Please..." She murmurs brokenly, biting her lip hard enough to draw blood as she struggles with herself; trying desperately to deny both the physical and emotional connection forming between them under the watchful gaze of a camera screen and the perverted desires of the man who holds her in his arms.

Her body arches off the bed as he hits her sweet spot; pleasure coursing through every fiber of her being, igniting something deep inside that she's never felt before. "I can't..." She whispers brokenly, nails digging into his shoulders as he thrusts deeper, harder, determined to push her over the edge once more.

But it's too late; she's already there...her body spasms against him, clenching tight around his fingers and his tongue, milking every last drop of pleasure from his expert touch. And through it all, she can still feel Yuta watching...can almost sense the smug satisfaction emanating from wherever he is. It fills her with a new kind of rage; an icy determination to make him pay for everything he's done tonight...and maybe even for everything else he's been hiding beneath the surface all this time.

Her eyes snap open, meeting Gwydion's gaze with renewed fire as she shoves him away from her, gasping for air and trying desperately to regain some semblance of control over her battered body and racing heart. She glares at Yuta through the phone screen, daring him to say anything, to admit that he's seen what he wanted...but of course he doesn't. Instead, his smile only grows wider as she struggles to find the words to end this charade once and for all.

Yui's eyes widen in surprise as she sees his impressive member for the first time, but she keeps her expression stern and unimpressed despite herself. "I-I don't..." She hesitates, glancing at Yuta through the phone screen again before looking back at Gwydion with renewed defiance. "This wasn't part of the deal." Her voice quivers slightly, betraying the desire that burns within her despite her best efforts to ignore it.

Her heart is racing, blood pounding in her ears as she tries to gather enough strength and courage to say no...to refuse this final act of degradation at Yuta's hands. But with Gwydion's hard length pressed against her trembling flesh, it grows increasingly difficult for her to focus on anything besides the urge to feel him filling her up...to experience one last time what she's been missing all these years.

Her gaze flickers downward before returning to his face, uncertainty etched deeply in the lines of her features. "I-I..." She takes a shaky breath, hands trembling as she reaches out and tentatively touches him; feeling the heat and steel beneath her fingers. For a moment, it's like everything else fades away, leaving only this man and his powerful presence that fills her senses to overflowing.

Her hips rock forward involuntarily, seeking contact with his massive length even as she bites her lip in nervous anticipation; knowing that once they cross this line, there will be no going back...no more pretense of control or innocence left intact. The tension within her builds to a fever pitch, her body trembling with need and desire as she stands before him, poised on the edge of oblivion...and ready to dive headfirst into the depths of pleasure that await her if only she takes that final step.

"I-I want..." Her voice comes out breathy and unsteady as she reaches up to touch him again, this time with more confidence and determination. Her hips move restlessly against his hard length, eager for the feel of him inside her; a need that has been burning within her for years, fueling her fantasies and driving her crazy with longing.

She looks up into Gwydion's eyes, seeking some sign that he understands...that this is what she truly wants even if it means giving herself over to Yuta completely. The tension in her body grows tighter, more insistent; an ache deep within her core that only his possession can ease. With a final burst of courage, she steps closer still, hands curling around his waist as she urges him forward, toward the inevitable surrender of her body and soul to this stranger's expert touch.

In a sudden burst of determination and courage, she climbs on top of him; straddling his thick length with shaking arms as her breath comes in short gasps. Her eyes meet his once more, defiance burning bright even as her body trembles with desire and anticipation. She presses down against him, the head of his cock nudging at her entrance, eager to be let inside; claiming what is rightfully hers after all these years.

With a sharp intake of breath, she lowers herself onto him, feeling the heat and steel part her body as he slides home in one smooth motion. Her eyes roll back into her head as pleasure surges through every fiber of her being; a sensation so overwhelming it steals what little breath remains in her lungs. She bites her lip hard enough to draw blood, arching her back off the bed as she begins to ride him with a fervor born of desperation and relief; needing this release more than anything else in the world.

Her hands grip his shoulders tightly, fingers digging into his skin as she moves harder, faster; intent on taking everything he has to give and demanding more if necessary. Her hips rise and fall with powerful strokes, each thrust pushing him deeper inside her, connecting them on a level that transcends words and emotions alike. It's raw, primal...and exactly what she needs right now. As their bodies move together in perfect harmony, Yui forgets about everything else but this moment; this connection with another person that feels so right despite all the twisted circumstances surrounding it.

Her cheeks flush at his praise, causing a hot wave of embarrassment to wash over her as she realizes that even in this twisted situation, there are still moments of genuine emotion and connection between them. Unable to meet his gaze for long, she focuses instead on riding him harder; lost in the rhythm of their bodies moving together. As they reach the peak of passion, her cries of pleasure mingle with his groans, each thrust pushing them both closer to the edge of ecstasy.

In that moment, with Gwydion's hands on her hips and Yuta watching from a distance, she allows herself to feel a strange sense of peace wash over her; a knowledge that despite everything that has happened tonight, there is still beauty in the world...and for this brief instant, it has found its way into her heart.

Her breath comes out in shuddery gasps as he pulls her down into a searing kiss, his thrusts growing deeper and more demanding with each passing second. With a soft moan, she surrenders to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her veins; giving in to the intense desire that's been building inside her since the moment they first met all those years ago. As they move together, their bodies intertwined like two parts of the same whole, it's as if everything else fades away except for this; this moment of perfect connection and release.

She grips his shoulders tighter, arching her back off the bed as a wave of pleasure washes over her, radiating outward from her core in rippling spasms that seem to go on forever. Her lips part as she cries out his name; a hoarse plea for more even as their bodies reach the pinnacle and begin to shudder with release. With one final thrust, he finds his way deep inside her, filling her completely and triggering an orgasm so intense it leaves her limp and spent beneath him.

As they come down from their highs, she lays still for a moment, catching her breath as her heart races wildly in her chest. She looks up at Gwydion, relief and gratitude etched into her features; his adoration reflected back to her like a mirror image of something she'd almost forgotten how to feel. With a tired smile, she reaches out to smooth down the hair from his forehead, her fingers lingering against his warm skin for just a moment longer than necessary before drawing back again. "Thank you," she whispers softly, her voice barely audible over their labored breathing. "For tonight." And somehow, she means it; despite everything that's happened

Her lips press against his in return; her body relaxing into his embrace as she allows herself to feel the comfort and warmth that radiates from him like a beacon in the darkness. She closes her eyes, taking a slow, shuddery breath as images of Yuta flash through her mind's eye like twisted visions from some grotesque nightmare. With every breath she takes, she feels more and more certain that he won't have what he wants; not anymore. Her hand slides up to rest against Gwydion's cheek, tracing soft circles over the stubble as her other arm wraps around his shoulders, pulling him close in a tight embrace. "I will," she whispers hoarsely, gaze intent on his face even as exhaustion begins to creep up on her. "I promise I'll leave him." And with those words, she finally lets go; allows herself to hope for something better...for someone better. For Gwydion.

Her eyes widen in surprise at his suggestion, but she doesn't hesitate for long. With shaking hands, she grabs her phone and unmutes the call, looking directly into the camera as she speaks. "Yuta... I want to end this." Her voice wavers slightly, betraying the uncertainty still lingering inside her even now. But there's a newfound determination there as well; a resolve that wasn't there before. "I can't do this anymore," she continues, taking a deep breath to steady herself. "We need to talk... but not like this."

Her fingers tremble as she switches off the camera and sets her phone aside with a sigh of relief. Turning back to Gwydion, she smiles tentatively. "Thank you for helping me say that," she whispers. "For giving me the courage to stand up for myself." Her voice cracks slightly, and tears well up in her eyes once more; not from sadness or regret this time, but from a strange mix of hope and relief that threatens to overwhelm her.

Her breath hitches as he whispers those words against her lips; his touch sending shivers down her spine. For the first time in what feels like forever, she believes that maybe it's possible to trust someone again...to open herself up and be vulnerable without fear of being hurt in return. It terrifies her even as it fills her with an overwhelming sense of longing and desire for more; for him.

With a tentative smile, she leans into his touch, pressing her body flush against his and wrapping her arms around his neck. "I want that too," she whispers hoarsely. "A real relationship...one without games or secrets." Her eyes meet his, hopeful and uncertain; daring him to see the truth in them and make a different choice this time.

Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as he holds her, his hands gentle and honest as they explore her body. It feels so good to be touched like this; with no hidden motives or ulterior agendas. She closes her eyes, savoring the feel of his skin against hers and the sound of his steady heartbeat as it mingles with her own. With a small sigh of contentment, she leans into him even further, relishing in this rare moment of true connection between them.

As they lie together like this, time seems to stand still for just a little while longer; long enough for them both to forget about everything else and focus solely on each other. It's perfect...and she doesn't want it to end. Not yet.