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

"Th-thankss...But I coudn't really bother you with little things like that..."

"R-really? But I'm just..." Her face turned red and she looked down. "I-I mean... T-thank you! A-and if there's anything I can do for you, juust tell me!" She smiled weakly, trying to hide her embarrassment.

(She seemed relieved when you said that. Her heart raced at the thought of being able to help you, but she wasn't sure how... Still blushing, she looked up at you with a shy smile.) "I-if there's anything at all..." She hesitated, biting her lip before speaking again. "... maybe I could hang out with you sometimes? If that's okay?"

Her smile grew wider, and she nodded eagerly. "I-I'd really like that! Whenever you want..." She glanced down at her clothes self-consciously. "... I mean, if it's not too much trouble for you or anything." Her voice trailed off shyly.

Her heart leaped at the thought that he actually wanted to hang out with her. It was rare for someone like him to even notice her existence, let alone want to spend time with her. A blush crept up on her cheeks as she fought back the urge to squeal. "R-really? I'd like that a lot." Her eyes sparkled with excitement, but she still couldn't help feeling nervous and self-conscious.

She bit her lip in thought, hesitating for a moment. "Well... I don't really know what guys like to do... But we could maybe just hang out somewhere? Or watch a movie or something?" She looked up at him hopefully, still unsure of herself.

The smile on her face faltered slightly as she tried to process what he'd just said. It was hard enough for her to imagine him wanting to spend time with her normally; the idea that there might be something more explicit involved made her heart race even faster. But... maybe they could figure something out? "W-well," she stammered, trying to hide her nervousness, "we could just find a place we both like and go from there." She gazed up at him hopefully, hoping he wouldn't think she was stupid or too innocent.

Her eyes widened at the invitation. It was one thing to go out in public with someone like him; quite another for them to come over to her home. She'd never had anyone want to see where she lived before, let alone someone as popular and important as he was. Swallowing hard, she forced a small smile onto her face. "O-okay... I mean... if you really want to..." Her voice sounded thin and uncertain even to her own ears.

Her heart pounded in her chest as she tried to process the invitation. It was strange... but somehow thrilling, too. A flush crept up her neck and spread across her cheeks, but she forced herself not to look away from his gaze. "N-no..." She swallowed hard, trying to sound more confident than she felt. "I mean, if you want to come over... it's fine with me." There was a pause, then a slight smile curled the corner of her lips upward. "I can even make something special for us... if that's okay?"

Her heart skipped a beat at the thought of seeing him again so soon. "Tomorrow..." she murmured softly, still trying to process everything that had just happened. Butterflies danced in her stomach as she looked up at his handsome face, feeling a warmth spread through her body. "Y-yes," she stammered out. "I'd like that." Her lips curved into a shy smile, and she tried not to blush too noticeably as she imagined what they might do together tomorrow.

The next day, Suki carefully chose her outfit for Rimuru's visit. She wanted to look nice but not too revealing; after all, this was still a bit of a nervous and special occasion for her. Once she had settled on a cute sundress and some comfortable sandals, she spent the rest of the afternoon cleaning her room and preparing a simple yet delicious meal: fried chicken, seasoned rice, and salad with a homemade honey-mustard dressing. As the sun began to set, she sat down at her window seat, her heart pounding in anticipation of his arrival.

Her heart raced as she heard the doorbell chime through the living room. Quickly, she rose to her feet and hurried over to answer it, taking a deep breath to calm her nerves. As she swung the door open, there he was--taller than she'd imagined him to be in person, with an air of confidence that made her knees go weak. "H-hello," she managed to croak out, her voice sounding higher and more breathy than usual.

Her cheeks flushed as she stepped aside, revealing her small, cozy home. "O-of course," she murmured, her gaze fixed on the floor in embarrassment. "Please make yourself at home." She gestured for him to sit down on the couch before disappearing into the kitchen to bring out their dinner.

Their meal passed in a flurry of nervous giggles and stolen glances. Suki couldn't believe how much fun she was having with Rimuru, despite her initial fears that he'd think she was boring or unattractive. As they finished their dessert--a decadent chocolate cake that she'd picked up from the market earlier--she found herself wondering what they should do next.

Her heart raced as she thought about all the possibilities. There were so many things they could do... but she was still hesitant. "Well..." She glanced up at him shyly, biting her lip nervously. "I-if it's not too forward of me to ask... I've always wanted to try out one of those scary haunted houses. You know the ones with all the spooky decorations and actors dressed up as monsters?" She blushed even deeper, afraid that he might think she was silly or immature for wanting such a thing.

Her eyes widened at the sudden suggestion. A hot flush crept up her neck as she realized what he must be implying. "Um... I-I don't know..." She glanced away, feeling incredibly shy and self-conscious. "I mean, it sounds nice... but aren't you afraid that someone might find out or something? We could get in trouble."

Her face flushed even deeper as she realized that he'd seen straight through her thoughts. She couldn't meet his gaze, instead staring down at the floor and fidgeting with her fingers. "Y-yes..." she admitted quietly. "I mean, not just that... but it sounds kind of fun too." She chewed on her bottom lip nervously, unsure if she was making a mistake or not.

But then another thought occurred to her: what did it matter if they got into trouble? It wasn't like Rimuru would get into any real trouble for hanging out with someone like her. And if they were caught... well, at least it would be an experience to share together. With a deep breath, she looked up at him and forced herself to smile shyly. "I-if you really want to... I don't mind."

Her heart raced as she waited for his response. What if he said no? What if this was all just a big mistake? But somehow, she couldn't bring herself to regret her decision--not yet anyway.

Her heart hammered against her ribs as she considered what they might do together if no one was watching. She'd never dared to imagine such things before, much less speak of them aloud. But with Rimuru here now... The thought was both thrilling and terrifying at the same time.

"W-well..." Her voice trembled as she swallowed hard, forcing herself to meet his gaze even though it made her cheeks burn hotter than ever before. "I mean, I've always wondered what it would feel like... to kiss someone like that." She gestured vaguely between them, unable to bring herself to say the word 'kiss.'

Her heart skipped a beat as she waited for his reaction. What if he didn't want to? But then again... maybe he did? It was impossible to tell from his expression. All she could do was hope and pray that this moment wouldn't turn into a complete disaster."I-if you really want to, I don't mind trying," she managed to whisper, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her own heart. "It's just... between us. You know? Nobody else has to find out or anything..."

Her cheeks burned even brighter as she waited for him to respond. Was he going to say yes? No? She couldn't bring herself to look away, no matter how much it hurt her pride and dignity to be so open and vulnerable in front of someone like Rimuru. It was a risk... but one that she knew deep down inside she wanted to take.

The silence stretched out between them for what seemed like an eternity before finally, he spoke. "Yes," he breathed softly, his gaze boring into hers. "I'd like that." Then, slowly and carefully

Her heart leaped into her throat as she heard those three tiny words fall from his lips. She couldn't believe it--he actually wanted to? Her breath hitched in her chest, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes as she let out a tiny gasp of relief. "O-okay," she whispered back, barely audible over the sound of her own racing heart.

Tentatively, she reached up to brush a stray lock of hair behind his ear. Her fingers trembled as they made contact with his skin, sending shivers down her spine. "W-where should we do it?" she asked breathlessly, not quite able to meet his gaze. The nervous anticipation building inside her was nearly unbearable--she wanted this moment to last forever, and yet at the same time she wanted him to hurry up and kiss her already so that she could find out what it felt like.

Her heart skipped a beat as he leaned in closer, his body tensing next to hers. For a fleeting instant, she wondered if maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all--maybe they should have stuck with their original plan of just hanging out together. But it was too late now; they were here, on the edge of something new and exciting...and terrifying. She could only hope that Rimuru felt as eager and nervous about this moment as she did.

Her heart raced as they stood there, barely daring to breathe. The idea of leading him into her bedroom filled her with a strange mixture of anticipation and nervousness. She swallowed hard, mustering up the courage to take that final step. "O-okay," she managed to croak out, stepping closer to him. "Follow me."

With shaking hands, she reached up to unlock the door and push it open, revealing her tidy little room. The air inside seemed thick with tension as they both hesitated on the threshold, glancing at each other before darting shy looks around the space. Finally, Suki mustered up the nerve to move forward again, leading Rimuru over to the bed and sitting down on the edge with a gentle sigh. "L-lay down if you want," she murmured softly, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. She felt as though she was floating just above the mattress, disconnected from her own body as she watched him carefully, waiting for his response.

Her heart leaped into her throat as his fingers grazed her cheek and his warm breath tickled her ear. The anticipation built up inside her like a tightly wound spring, until finally the moment she'd been waiting for arrived--his lips touched hers. It was unlike anything she could have ever imagined: soft and gentle at first, then growing more insistent as he explored her mouth with his tongue, teasing and enticing her to respond in kind.

Her hands found their way up into his hair, tangling themselves in the silky strands as she clung to him desperately. A low moan escaped from deep within her throat as desire overtook reason, urging them both onward. She could feel herself growing wet with need beneath her clothes, aching for more of this incredible feeling that consumed every part of her being. As they kissed and caressed and explored one another's bodies, she knew without a doubt that nothing would ever be the same again--and she couldn't wait to find out where this journey would take them next.

Her breath hitched in her throat as his hand traveled over her body, teasing and arousing every nerve ending. "I-I'm sorry," she stammered out, her cheeks flushing even deeper red with shame and desire. She arched into his touch, unable to help herself from wanting more of this incredible sensation coursing through her veins. As his fingers slipped lower still, brushing against the damp curls of hair between her legs, she threw her head back with a moan, her hips bucking hungrily against his touch. "Don't be sorry," he murmured against her lips before kissing her once more. "It only makes it hotter."

Her breath caught in her throat as his fingers brushed against her bare skin, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her body. She arched into the touch, moaning loudly, unable to believe how good it felt. "I-it feels amazing," she gasped out between ragged breaths. "Don't stop." Her hips rocked against his hand in time with her need, begging for more of his touch.

Her heart raced as their kisses grew deeper and hotter, and her body ached for him to take her completely. She knew they were pushing the boundaries here, but she didn't care anymore--all that mattered was this moment, this connection between them. As he continued to tease and pleasure her, her mind spiraled out of control, consumed by desire and wanton need.

Her back arches off the bed as she lets out a needy moan, writhing beneath his touch. "Yes," she gasps, her body tensing and relaxing in time with each stroke of his fingers inside her. Her lips part, hungry for more of him as he continues to touch and tease, revealing the most intimate parts of herself to this man who's making her feel so out of control yet completely safe at the same time.

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as sensation builds within her, each caress from his hands sending shockwaves through her body. She clenches around his fingers, desperate for release, but also wanting this moment to last forever. She's never been so open and vulnerable with anyone before--not even herself--but with Rimuru it feels right. It feels good.

Her hips buck up off the bed as his warm breath fans over her sensitive flesh, sending shivers of anticipation down her spine. "Oh God," she moans, arching into his touch as he begins to lick and tease her with expert precision. Her fingers clench in the sheets, digging into the fabric as pleasure swirls through her in a dizzying wave.

Her voice is raw and hoarse as she begs for more, wordlessly pleading for him not to stop. His touch feels like heaven on earth--skilled and gentle but with just enough roughness to drive her wild. She tosses her head from side to side, lost in the sensation of his lips and tongue working their magic on her most sensitive spots. With each flick of his tongue she feels a jolt of pleasure course through her entire body, heightening the already intense feelings coursing through her veins. Her muscles tense, readying for release as she inches closer to the edge, her senses on fire with desire and need.

The feeling is so intense that she doesn't need to be told; her body already knows what it wants and when it's close enough. Her muscles tense and quiver as orgasm washes over her, a fierce spasm of pleasure that leaves her gasping for breath. With a hoarse cry, she arches into his touch, her nails digging painfully into his shoulders as wave after wave of ecstasy rolls through her.

Her hips buck and thrust against his mouth, urging him to continue his ministrations, desperate for even more of the incredible sensation that courses through her veins. As she comes down from her high, exhausted but sated, she realizes with a start that she's never felt like this before--not just with anyone, but ever. Rimuru had brought her to places she hadn't even known existed, and now she knows there's no going back. She'll always remember this moment...and him.

Her breath still ragged, she leaned down to nuzzle Rimuru's neck, her voice barely above a whisper as she murmured his name before letting out another shaky sigh. "That... was incredible." She hesitated for a moment before asking him something that had been on her mind ever since they started: "How do you know to do all those things? You're... amazing, Rimuru."

Her cheeks flushed bright red once again as she realized what she'd just said. The air between them seemed charged with a newfound intimacy that neither of them had expected--or were quite sure how to handle yet. It was like they'd crossed some invisible line, and there was no going back now... no matter how much danger it might bring them.

Her heart melted at his words; she had never expected him to feel that way about her. The thought made her smile shyly as she nestled closer, pressing her cheek against his shoulder. "You... really love me?" She asked quietly, not quite believing the truth of it herself. But there was something in his voice, in his touch--it felt real and sincere and more right than anything else she'd ever known. "I do," he replied firmly, kissing the top of her head. "And I always will." His fingers trailed up her spine, sending shivers of pleasure through her once again. Despite knowing that they were taking a huge risk by being together like this, she couldn't help but want more--more of his touch, more of his love, more of everything they could share together before whatever came next swept them apart.

"What now?" She asked softly as their lips brushed against each other in a tender caress. "Do we go back to how we were... or keep going down this path?" Her heart felt like it was in her throat, every beat loud and thudding against her ribs as she waited for him to reply.

Her heart soared at his words; the certainty in his voice made her feel warm and safe inside. With him, she didn't have to hide who she really was--didn't have to pretend or lie. She could be herself, completely and totally exposed, and he would still love her for it. It was a feeling unlike anything she'd ever experienced before.

As his finger slowly began to move inside her once more, she moaned softly in contentment, arching into the sensation. Her hands traced gentle patterns over his chest, his stomach, delighting in the feel of his smooth skin beneath her fingertips. For now, she could forget about everything else--school, their friends, even her old life back home. They had each other, and that was all that mattered.

"I'm yours," she whispered, pressing a kiss to his shoulder before nibbling her way up his neck. "Always." Her breath hitched as he began to move more forcefully within her, the pleasure building once again, threatening to consume her completely. She welcomed it, relishing in the feeling of being so completely and totally wanted by him. There was nowhere else she'd rather be... and no one else she'd rather be with.

Her heart fluttered in her chest as Rimuru's words sent a jolt of desire through her. She moaned softly, rocking against his touch. "Yes," she breathed, arching her back off the bed. "I want you." Her hands clutched at his shoulders, urging him closer as her body ached for the weight and heat of him inside her.

With a groan of need, he positioned himself between her legs and slowly lowered his hips, guiding his hard length towards her entrance. The sensation of skin on skin sent shivers of pleasure coursing through her; she gasped as he pressed the head of his cock against her opening. Her body tensed in anticipation, waiting for him to fill her completely.

Her breath hitched in her throat as she felt the head of his cock press against her opening, stretching and filling her senses with a fierce pressure that sent pleasure spiraling through her. "Yes," she whispered hoarsely, arching further into him as he began to push slowly inside. The tight fit was exquisite agony and bliss all at once; every inch of him filled her, stretching and claiming her until there was no doubt left that they were joined together, body and soul.

Her back bowed off the mattress as she clenched around him, desperate for more of his thick length to fill her. She moaned with pleasure as he continued to sink deeper inside her, feeling completely and totally claimed by this man who was now a part of her in ways she'd never dreamed possible. As he bottomed out with a grunt, she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, holding him close as their hips rocked together in time with the unspoken promises they'd just made to each other.

Her hips buck up off the bed in time with each thrust, meeting his movements with equal force as their bodies become entwined in a dance of desire and need. She arches her back, moaning loudly as he fills her completely, pushing against her limits and igniting sensations she never knew existed deep inside her.

Her fingers dig into the sheets, feeling the rough texture beneath her nails as her entire body is consumed by pleasure so intense it threatens to overwhelm her senses. "Yes," she gasps, her voice raw and hoarse with need, urging him onward even as his movements send shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he thrusts deeper and harder, hitting her sweet spot with every stroke. The sensation is unbearable--incredible pleasure surging through her body like a tide, leaving her limbs trembling and weak. With each flick of his tongue on her nipple, she's thrown further into the abyss of passion that engulfs them both, every nerve ending on fire with desire for more of this unholy union between them. "Oh God... I can't..." She whispers brokenly, her fingers twisting in his hair as he pushes deeper still, driving her over the edge towards an orgasm so powerful it threatens to consume her whole.

Her hips buck wildly against him as she nears her peak, her voice muffled by the sheets. "Yes!" She gasps out, arching her back off the bed. Her nails scrape down his back and claw at his skin in an almost animalistic display of need. "Please!"

Her orgasm crashes over her in a wave of blissful agony, forcing her voice from her throat as she cries out helplessly. Her body clenches around him, milking every last bit of pleasure from his thrusts before finally going lax once more. She's left panting and trembling, every nerve ending tingling and alive with the aftermath of their explosive union.

Her breath still coming in ragged gasps, she stares up at him with glazed eyes, a mixture of pleasure and disbelief etched on her features. As the last tremors of orgasm fade away, she realizes what he's saying--he filled her so completely that some of his seed spilled out onto the sheets beneath them. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought; it's a reminder of just how deeply they've crossed this new and dangerous line together.

"We shouldn't..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above their ragged breathing. But even as she tries to protest, she knows that part of her doesn't want this night to end--wants to stay wrapped up in his arms forever. The world outside this little bubble feels so far away and unimportant; it's like they've created a place where nothing else exists but the two of them and their desire for each other.

"I... I don't know." She admits, nibbling her lower lip. Her heart still races from the passion they just shared, and a part of her doesn't want to admit that it might have been a mistake. But another voice in the back of her mind keeps whispering about the consequences--the danger they could both be in now. "We should at least think about what this means," she finally says softly, searching his eyes for some sign of reassurance or understanding.

She can't help but wonder if he's even considering any of that. Maybe to him it was just another day, another conquest... But to her it feels so much deeper than that--more real and raw. She wonders if maybe she should have thought about those things before giving herself over to him like she did...but then she remembers how good it felt, how right he made her feel...and the thoughts scatter away on a breath of desire, leaving her feeling lost and confused once more.

Her heart gives a little skip at his words; they make her feel safe and loved in a way she's never experienced before. Maybe this was the right thing to do after all--to give herself over to him completely and trust that he would keep her safe from whatever might come their way. She lets out a shaky sigh, relaxing into his embrace just a little bit more.

"Okay," she whispers softly, taking a deep breath before continuing, "So... what now?" Her voice holds a hint of uncertainty, but also curiosity as she wonders where this new path they're on will lead them both.

She blushes deeply at his words and giggles softly, nuzzling closer to him. "We'll have plenty of time for that later," she murmurs, feeling a renewed sense of excitement building inside her at the thought. Despite everything else they need to consider, the desire between them is still burning strong and fierce--an insistent reminder of their connection even in the face of potential danger. "For now... I think we should just enjoy this time together," she says quietly, kissing his chest before looking up at him with a smile that promises everything he could ever want.

Her lips part in surprise before she breaks into a mischievous grin, her eyes lighting up at the thought. "Oh really?" she teases, tracing her fingers down his chest. "You want me to put your cock in my mouth and suck on it?" She pauses for dramatic effect, biting her bottom lip before continuing. "I'd be happy to oblige." Her breath hitches slightly as she thinks about the sensation of him hard and thick in her hand, filling her mouth with the tangy taste of his flesh. "But first... how about I return the favor?" She leans down and takes him into her mouth, sucking gently at first before increasing the pressure and speed, feeling his length slide easily over her tongue. Her hands cup his buttocks, urging him closer as she begins to move in perfect rhythm with each thrust of his hips.

Her tongue circles the tip of his cock, feeling him grow even harder inside her mouth. She moans around him, loving the sensation of being in control like this. Her hands clasp tightly behind his neck, arching her back as she takes more of him deeper into her throat. The sound of their ragged breathing fills the room, a primal symphony of pleasure and desire.

She feels herself growing wetter at the thought of how good he tastes, how perfect his body is beneath her touch. Her mouth slides up and down his length, her tongue flicking out to tease and please him as she sucks greedily on the head of his cock. He tastes like home, like happiness...and she never wants this feeling to end.

"Fuck," he groans, his hands gripping her hair tightly as his hips begin to buck uncontrollably against her face. She can feel him getting closer, feels the hot burst of cum on her tongue before it spills down her throat in a delicious salty rush. With a satisfied moan, she swallows every last drop, enjoying the sensation of his release echoing deep inside her.

When he finally stills, she pulls back slowly, licking her lips and meeting his gaze. She can see the gratitude etched on his features as well as something else--possessiveness. "Wow," is all she can manage to say, a breathy little whisper that betrays her true emotions. "That was incredible."

His eyes glint in the dim light of the room and he lets out a satisfied chuckle before pulling her close, wrapping his arms around her tightly. He kisses the top of her head, nuzzling against her hair as if trying to memor

"Your mouth is amazing! What do you think about sleeping naked together tonight and every night that comes from today?"

Her cheeks flush again at the thought of being so exposed with him, but there's a thrill running through her as well--the idea of them being so open and honest with each other. It feels right somehow, like this new path they're on together is leading them exactly where they need to be. She tilts her head back to look up at him, the stars above casting a soft glow across his features. "I think I could get used to that."

Her fingers find their way between them, tracing lazy circles over his chest, wondering how it would feel to wake up every morning with this man in her arms--their skin pressed tight against each other, their breaths mingling in the air. It's a comforting thought and one that fills her with an odd sort of peace despite everything else they still have to face.

"I love you," she whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself as he presses a kiss against her forehead. "Even if things get... difficult."

Her eyes flutter open to the sight of him above her, his face still soft with sleep and an expression that takes her breath away. Her body responds instinctively to his touch, arching up into his embrace as he rubs against her sensitive folds. "Morning..." She whispers, feeling a shiver run down her spine at the intimacy of their position.

"I thought we'd start our new life together with a little... morning wood," he says with a teasing grin, pushing his hips slightly harder against her. Her breath catches in her throat as she feels him slide deeper into her wetness, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure through her already-sensitized body.

With a sigh, she surrenders to the moment, wrapping her legs around his waist and arching her back off the bed in invitation for more. "Don't hold back," she purrs, feeling the warmth spread between her thighs as he continues to thrust gently against her, filling her completely with the first touch of him since their night together.

Her moans grow louder as he picks up the pace, his movements growing more urgent with each thrust. The sensation of being filled by him so thoroughly is unlike anything she's ever felt before, and it drives her wild. Her nails dig into his shoulders, urging him on even as she feels herself close to the edge once more. "Rimuru..." She pants, arching her back in time with each thrust.

With a final groan, he presses deeply inside her, his body tensing as he releases himself, pouring warmth into her. Her own climax explodes around them, shuddering through her body and leaving her spent and satisfied in his arms. For a long moment they lie there, breathing heavily, their hearts racing against each other. "I love you," she whispers before lazily kissing him.

Her hands grip his shoulders tightly as he thrusts deeper into her. "Mmm, so good," she moans, arching her hips to meet each powerful stroke. Her legs clamp around his waist, holding him close as the sensation of being filled by him sends wave after wave of pleasure through her body. "Rimuru..." she gasps, her voice raw with need and desire. With every thrust, he claims her more completely, leaving her feeling like they're becoming one being, their bodies in sync in a way that feels both right and incredibly intimate.

Her nails dig into his shoulders as she approaches another climax, the pleasure building inside her until it explodes outward, washing over them in a wave of pure bliss. Her legs tremble uncontrollably as he continues to thrust deep, his movements growing more urgent with each passing second.

"I'm... I'm close again..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice trembling. "Don't stop..."

Her moans grow louder as he picks up speed, her nails digging into his shoulders in an effort to keep herself grounded. "Oh God!" she cries out, arching her back off the bed as another wave of pleasure crashes over her. The sensation of him filling her so completely is almost too much, leaving her body shuddering with each thrust.

Her vision blurs and her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels herself edging closer to the brink once more. "Rimuru!" she screams, her voice hoarse from their exertions. "I'm close... I'm close..."

Her body tenses and convulses around him as she reaches the peak of her climax, her moans echoing through the room and mingling with his groans of release. The sensation of being filled so completely by his seed is overwhelming, leaving her spent and satiated in his arms. As their bodies twitch together, spent and satisfied, she feels a wave of calm wash over her, a sense of peace and contentment that's been missing for far too long.

For now, at least, they've found something real--something to fight for despite everything else. She lets out a shaky sigh, feeling the weight of it settle heavily on her chest as she nestles closer to him, her cheek pressed against his sweaty skin. "Thank you," she whispers softly, her eyes drifting shut as exhaustion finally claims her. "For everything."