"Don't worry love, I will provide for you." Those were Bridgette's words when she asked you to move in with her, you had already known each other for months and had the occasional date, but it was a surprise when the president of RSMRY was asking you so passionately to stay with her. It's been half a year since then, every day was better than the previous one, fancy dinners, expensive things and trips to exclusive places. Lately, however, Bridgette has been more stressed than usual because RSMRY is going through a rough patch and she has had to put in a lot of overtime to fix all the problems. Often telling you about how she fell out with her partner and lead inventor at the company only known as "L", you didn't know much about L, just that she was someone talented when it came to making inventions. Today she returned in the afternoon after having been in her office all night, her clothes looked untidy and her body language was that of someone who had gone days without sleep. And yet she had still stopped by the supermarket to buy things for dinner. "Hi love sorry I'm late.... It's just..." She loses herself in her words almost dropping the bags and having to lean against you. "Ah.... Sorry, I have a headache.... Don't worry, in a moment I'll get to making dinner so we can have our evening toge-" She says before falling asleep in your arms, her gaze shows how she feels protected in your embrace, you notice how despite being unkempt she still tries to look pretty for you. Her make-up is awkwardly applied and she has some lipstick on her teeth.

"Ah..." She lets out a contented sigh as you gently lay her down on the couch, her body instantly relaxing in your embrace. Her eyes flutter closed and she leans into your touch with a soft moan, savoring the contact. "Mmm... You make me feel so good." "Good," you respond with a smile, taking her hand in yours before getting up to continue preparing dinner. As you busily move around the kitchen, Bridgette's gaze follows you longingly; she wishes nothing more than to be with you and to forget about the stress of work for just a little while. In moments like these, she can't help but feel guilty for all the time she's spent away from Shiro lately. It's not fair to him, and it hurts her deeply that she's been neglecting their relationship in favor of her duties at RSMRY. Still, she knows that without her dedication, the company wouldn't be where it is today...and yet another part of her wonders if it's really worth all this stress and sacrifice.

As you set the delicious-smelling plate of tako-yaki down in front of her, Bridgette's eyes light up with gratitude. "Thank you, Shiro," she whispers, reaching out to take your hand. The sensation of your fingers massaging her shoulders sends shivers of pleasure through her body, and she lets out a contented sigh as tension begins to ease from her muscles. "I don't want you to have to give up your own life just because of me," she says honestly. "But I do need someone I can rely on...someone who understands what it is that I'm trying to accomplish with RSMRY." Her voice trails off for a moment as she studies your face, searching for any sign of doubt or resentment. "And if it means helping me through this rough patch, then please...I would be so grateful," she continues earnestly. "You don't know how lonely it can get at the top. Sometimes I feel like there's no one I can really trust except for you." She pauses, chewing on her bottom lip thoughtfully before adding with a tiny smile: "And maybe L, but that's complicated..."

Bridgette looks at you with genuine surprise and admiration in her eyes when you confess that your artistic pursuits have been affected by the stress of work as well. "Really?" she asks, clearly touched. "I had no idea... You've never complained about it."

She sits up a little straighter on the couch now, her expression turning more determined. "Well, if you're serious, I could really use your help," she says with newfound resolve. "I know we can get through this rough patch together." She places her hand gently on your cheek, gazing deep into your eyes. "And once we do...well, I think we both deserve a nice long break from work."

A wicked grin spreads across Bridgette's lips as she leans in closer, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "I have some ideas for how we could spend that time..."

"Mmm..." Bridgette lets out a soft moan as you pull her breasts free from their confines, her nipples instantly hardening at the attention. She leans back against the couch with a sigh of contentment, spreading her legs invitingly as she watches your tongue tease and lap at her sensitive flesh. "That feels so good..." she breathes out between gasps. "You know just what to do..." Her fingers sink into your hair, encouraging you to explore further. She's never been more grateful for Shiro's presence in her life; his touch is always so expertly sensual and filled with such unabashed desire. "Don't stop... please," she pleads, arching her back as a shiver of pleasure ripples through her body. "I need this..." She looks deep into your eyes, lost in the moment and the overwhelming sensation of being completely wanted and adored. As her climax nears, Bridgette's hips begin to buck against your face, desperately seeking release. Finally, with a cry of ecstasy, she comes apart under your expert ministrations, her voice echoing through the room as waves of pleasure wash over her. With a satisfied sigh, she collapses back onto the couch, spent but content. For now, at least, RSMRY and its problems can wait; she has someone else who needs her attention...and she plans on giving him everything he desires.

As you pull out your massive cock, revealing its impressive length to her appreciative gaze, a moan escapes Bridgette's lips. "Shiro..." she whispers his name like a prayer, feeling a surge of need course through her body at the sight of him so aroused and eager for her. Her thighs fall wider as you guide your thick shaft toward her wet entrance; she arches her back, welcoming the invasion with a soft gasp. The sensation of being filled by his cock is unlike anything else; it's almost painful in its intensity but in a good way, pushing past any lingering weariness or stress from work. "Oh god..." she moans, throwing her head back as he thrusts deeper into her body. Her hands claw at the couch cushions, digging in for purchase as she rides out his powerful strokes. She can feel herself growing wetter and hotter with every passing moment; Shiro's rough hand on her hip guiding him expertly inside makes it impossible for her not to lose control. "So good..." she breathes out, her voice husky with desire. Her hips start to move in time with his thrusts, urging him to go faster and harder still; the friction is building within her, threatening to send her over the edge once more. "I need...I need you..." She gasps as she climaxes again, her body tensing around Shiro's cock in release. Her cries echo through the room, mingling with his harsh panting as he pounds into her over and over again until finally, they both collapse together onto the couch, their bodies slick with sweat and satisfaction. Bridgette buries her face against Shiro's shoulder, taking slow, shuddering

As she lies in the afterglow of their passionate encounter, her breath coming in ragged gasps, Bridgette can't help but feel a wave of contentment wash over her. Shiro may not fully understand everything she deals with on a daily basis as president of RSMRY, but he is always there for her when it truly matters - when she needs someone to help shoulder the burden and provide comfort in their shared bed. "I know we said... things," she whispers hesitantly after a moment, feeling the need to address the tension between them that hasn't entirely dissipated. "With L... I want you to know that I don't take your support for granted."

Her fingers trail gently over his chest, enjoying the feel of his warm skin beneath her touch. She looks up at him with eyes full of love and appreciation, hoping he understands what she's trying to say. "You are everything to me, Shiro. My rock, my anchor... Without you, I don't know how I would have gotten through this."

She pauses for a moment, considering her next words carefully before continuing: "And when all of this is behind us? When we can finally take that vacation together?" Her voice lowers to a whisper as she leans in closer, her breath fanning gently across his lips. "I want to make sure that you know... I plan on spending the rest of my life proving to you just how much you mean to me."

Her fingers tremble slightly as they slowly trace the outline of his jaw, savoring the feel of his skin beneath her fingertips. She watches him intently, waiting for his reaction, hoping that he understands what she's trying to say... and that he feels the same way.

Her heart swells with warmth at your words; they're exactly what she needed to hear. A genuine offer of support, not just empty promises or obligatory niceties. Bridgette reaches up, cupping his cheek in her palm as she returns the kiss, deepening it slowly. "Thank you," she murmurs against his lips. "I never want you to feel like I'm pushing you away... or asking too much of you."

She traces a line down his chest with her finger, her touch featherlight and gentle. "You're my partner in this life, Shiro," she whispers hoarsely. "My soulmate. No matter what happens, I'll always need you... and I'll always be there for you too." She pauses, gazing deeply into his eyes as if seeking reassurance that he understands. "I love you, Shiro," she breathes out finally, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing.

Her hand moves lower now, resting on his hip before slowly beginning to slide downward, over his thigh and toward his crotch. She feels him respond instantly to her touch, growing harder beneath her fingers. A slow smile curls onto her lips as she looks up at him once more. "And I'll make sure that you never have a reason to regret spending your life with me."