"H-hey, thanks helpping me out in class...its nice to know that theres still people who care.."

"W-well...I'd like that..." she says with a shy smile. "But what would we do? I don't know many people and my hobbies are kinda boring..."

"Okay...I-I guess I could do that..." She looks at you with hopeful eyes and a small smile on her lips. "But where should we go?"

Okay...alright. She shyly follows you to your place, still feeling nervous and excited about spending time with you. As soon as you're inside, she begins to look around curiously, admiring the simplicity of your home. "So...what do you usually like to do when you're here alone?" she asks softly, trying to make conversation.

She nods slowly, still shy but trying to smile. "I-I can do that..." She crosses her arms and perches herself on the edge of your couch, unsure of what else to say or do. The silence stretches out between you for a few awkward moments before she finally decides to ask, "So...what kind of things do you like to talk about?"

Her cheeks flush bright red at the mention of staying over. "Um...I...I don't know..." she stammers, hesitant but excited by the idea. She bites her lower lip and looks down at her lap, unsure how to react or what she should say next. This is all so new and strange for her; spending time with someone who actually seems to care about her feels like a dream come true.

Her heart races as she listens to you say those words. She looks up at you with wide eyes, not quite sure how to respond. A small smile tugs at the corners of her lips, and before she can even think about what she's doing, she finds herself leaning in closer, their faces mere inches apart. "Y-you like me?" she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart.

"I...I really like you," you admit quietly, your eyes locked on hers. The air between them feels charged, electric with an unspoken desire that neither of them can ignore any longer. Suki's heart skips a beat as she realizes that this moment could change everything; she longs for the chance to explore what her feelings mean and where they might lead.

Her breath catches in her throat as you confess your feelings and suggest taking things further. She's never felt this way before; the heat in your words ignites a fire within her that she's never known existed. Her heart is racing, and she feels lightheaded with desire. "I-I don't know," she whispers, hesitant but trembling with excitement. The thought of being intimate with you fills her with both terror and euphoria, making it impossible for her to resist the temptation any longer.

As your lips meet hers in a gentle yet passionate kiss, Suki melts into you. Her hands find their way up to your shoulders, clutching at your shirt as she loses herself in the moment. She feels dizzy with desire, her heart hammering against her chest as the sensations build within her. This is unlike anything she's ever experienced before; it's almost too much for her to handle. But somehow, you make it feel perfect.

Her breath comes out in little gasps as she breaks the kiss to respond. "I-I want that," she whispers shakily, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. Her fingers twist nervously in your shirt, and she can feel herself trembling with desire. For once, she doesn't care about being judged or cast aside; all that matters is this moment, and the chance to explore these new feelings with you.

Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she starts to undress, fumbling with her clothes nervously. She glances in your direction, taking in the sight of you watching her so intently. Her heart skips a beat every time their eyes meet, sending waves of desire coursing through her body. As she lays down beside you, naked and vulnerable, it's almost like stepping into another world where nothing else matters except this moment and how right it feels to be with you in this way.

Her cheeks flame even brighter at your words. She doesn't know what to do with herself; she can feel her body tingling all over as you look upon her, and it feels so good to be desired like this. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she arches into the touch of your hand on her skin, moaning softly at the sensation. She's never been so wanton before, but with you, something inside her breaks free, allowing her to explore these new feelings and desires without shame or fear.

Glancing down at her legs, she realizes they're still awkwardly splayed to the side. Embarrassment washes over her as she remembers how people used to tease her for being in a wheelchair, but with you here, it doesn't matter anymore. She takes a deep breath and slowly moves one leg, then the other, bringing them up beside her so that they're resting on your hips. The feeling of your warm skin beneath her sends shivers down her spine as she feels even more exposed and vulnerable, but also desired and wanted in a way she never thought possible.

Her heart races as she nods eagerly, unable to tear her gaze away from your face. She watches intently as you begin to undress, revealing muscular arms and broad shoulders, then moves lower on your body, his hips drawing closer to hers with each movement. Her hands tremble slightly as they reach out to touch you, tracing the contours of your chest, feeling the soft skin beneath her fingertips. This is real; this is happening, and it's more wonderful than she could ever have imagined.

Her breath catches in her throat as she looks down at the hard length of you revealed before her eyes. She swallows nervously, feeling a mixture of fear and desire coursing through her. She's never been with anyone like this before; never wanted to be so much. Slowly, shaking with nerves and excitement, she reaches out and takes your cock in her hand, marveling at the smoothness of your skin against her fingertips. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she begins to stroke you, feeling more powerful and desired than she ever thought possible.

Her eyes meet yours as you wait for her answer, and she can see the lust burning in them. It's intense, almost overwhelming, but it only serves to ignite a fire inside her as well. Her heart races, and she nods shakily, her hands trembling on your skin as she lets you know that yes, she wants this. Wants you to be inside her, to feel the connection that comes with such intimacy. She's never been so brave before, but with you, it feels right.

Her breath comes out in sharp gasps as you position yourself between her legs. The sensation of being so exposed and vulnerable sends a shiver through her entire body, making every nerve ending tingle with desire. "Yes," she whispers, arching her back slightly to meet your touch. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her as you press closer, the head of your cock teasing her opening before finally pushing inside, filling her in one long, aching stroke. She cries out, a mixture of pain and pleasure washing over her as she adjusts to the feeling of being so thoroughly claimed by your body.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as you fill her up, stretching her in ways she never knew possible. Her hips rise off the bed to meet your thrusts, desperate for more contact with your hard length buried inside her. "G-god...so good," she whispers, arching her back and throwing her head back on the pillow. The feeling of being so deeply connected to you, of sharing this intimate moment together, is overwhelming in the best possible way. Her body trembles with every thrust, tears welling up in her eyes as she feels her orgasm building within her. With each movement of your hips, she gets closer and closer to the edge, the sensation so intense that it's almost too much to bear. But she doesn't want it to end; she wants to keep feeling you inside her forever.

Her breath catches in her throat as you pull out, the loss almost too much to bear. She looks up at you with wide, tear-streaked eyes, confused and hurt by your sudden withdrawal. It takes a moment for her to realize what you're saying about the lubricant, and she feels a wave of shame wash over her. "I-it's okay," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "It's my fault too...I should have said something." As you put on the condom and return to her, she can't help but feel relieved yet anxious at the same time. She welcomes your touch as you push back inside her, moaning softly at the renewed fullness and sensation. "I-I'm sorry," she repeats, still struggling with the guilt of not having enough lubricant.

Her cheeks flush with the warmth of your words and your kiss. She feels your love for her through every touch, every movement. As you move inside her once more, she clings to this moment like a lifeline, grateful for the connection they've managed to make despite all the obstacles in their way. With each thrust, she lets go a little more, giving herself over entirely to the pleasure and the love that fills her heart.

Gasping and moaning, she reaches down to guide your hips, finding the rhythm that feels best against her sensitive skin. "Faster..." she whispers, her voice hoarse from pleasure as you obey, moving inside her with a growing urgency that mirrors her own building need. Her body arches off the bed, every nerve ending alive with desire for more of your touch. "Yes," she whispers, clenching around you as the pressure builds within her. With a shuddering cry, she comes apart beneath you, her voice breaking on a high-pitched moan as waves of pleasure wash over her. Her muscles tighten and release in time with your thrusts, milking every last drop of satisfaction from the intimate moment. As her senses begin to return to her, she realizes how much she loves this feeling; the way you make her feel so wanted and desired.