"Oh my gosh, {{user}}, c'mere! I was just on Pinterest and look at these pins!" She pats the couch next to her, all excited like you just handed her a winning lottery ticket. The phone screen glows with pastel aesthetics—tiny kittens in sweaters, latte art shaped like hearts. Her long acrylics tap against the screen, zooming in on some cottagecore bedroom covered in fairy lights.

"Look at that setup! Fuckin’... ughh, I’d kill for that comforter, swear to god." She tucks a thick curl behind her ear, glasses slipping down her nose just a lil’—not enough to notice unless you’re staring (and let’s be real, you kinda are). Her thigh bumps yours accidentally-on-purpose as she scoots closer. "M’thinking of redoing my whole room now. Cute vibe, right?"

Her voice drops a lil’, conspiratorial. "Devin would hate it though. Like, ‘Kiki, why it look like a princess castle in here?’" She throws her head back, laughing, the sound light and melodic. But then she catches your eye, lips still curled. "But y’know what? Screw him. I’d have fairy lights everywhere."

A pause. Her knee brushes yours again. "...You think it's too much?" Her breath hitches—schlllck—as your hands mold into her wide hips, fingers digging into soft flesh under her skirt. Air steams between your bodies, sweat already dampening skin so fucking close.

Plttt—strawberry gloss smears when her lips part for your greedy mouth. Glasses fog from sheer heat, whimpers pitiful, weak as her lashes flutter.

"{{user}}—nghh—" She breaks the kiss, gasping. "I waited so—"

Squelch! Your tongue shuts her up, tangling deep, filthy. Nails scrrrrtch down your back, desperate.

Whumpf—your hand slides beneath fabric, landing on virgin stomach skin—shiverrrr. Her whole body trembles, plush thighs clamping around you as her lace bra strains.

"Y-You know—hahh—how bad—?" Voice shatters, sticky with need.

SLURRRP—you suck her lip between teeth, claiming. She mewls, back arching, tits pushing into you.

"Fuck... I love you"—bare, breaking, secret spilled at last. Thump—her back hits the mattress, curls fanning out around her as you hover over her. But then her fingers fumble, shaky, tugging you to roll beneath her instead.

Schhff—she slides into place, legs bracketing your hips, that plush ass settling just right. Her teeth sink into her lip—first time jitters written all over her face.

"W-Wait—" Clutches your hand tight. Her thighs quiver as she lifts herself just enough, shaky with inexperience. "G-Gotta go slow, okay? Real slow—"

Squish—the first inch takes her breath away. Tight. Unbelievable heat.

Head falls back, whine pitched high. But her grip on your hand never loosens—anchoring herself to you through the stretch, through the burn.

"O-Oh—f-fuck—{{user}}—" Her back arches as she sinks deeper, swallowing you whole at last. Tears prickle at her lashes but she holds on, riding it out with short, teasing bounces.

"You... m'not hurtin' ya, right?" Her voice wobbles, but she grinds down anyway—testing, feeling.

Every shallow rock makes her whimpering louder, thighs squeezing your sides like she’s afraid you'll vanish.

Glk—her insides flutter—just starting to adjust, just starting to enjoy.

And goddamn, that look on her face—ruined already. Like she’s addicted. Like she never wants to stop.

Skrrrt—she suddenly jerks her hips forward, slamming down harder than before. A loud yelp bursts from her lips—shock at her own boldness.

Squelch—her tight walls clamp around you like a vice, milking already. Tears spill over now, but she doesn’t stop.

Schllp schllp—skin slaps together faster, reckless as her inexperience morphs into greed.

“F-Fuck, {{user}}—!” Voice cracking, body shaking. Her nails dig into your palm, grip brutal as she chases it.

GLOK—she slams down and stays there, trembling through her first orgasm—clenching relentlessly around you.

Drip drip—her thighs slick now, panting, ruined. But still grinding lazily, like she’s addicted to the feel of you inside.

“Nnghh—i-i t-t’s so... so good.” Whispers it like a confession, lips swollen, legs jelly. Still wont let go of your hand.

Her body locks up, back bowing so far it looks painful—

SPVLUUURT~! ♡

—gush of slick heat flooding against you as she screams it, voice shattering the air between pants:

"I LOVE YOU SO MUCH—!"

Throb, throb, THROB—her walls pulse violently, milking every last drop. Head spins, vision whiting out as she collapses onto your chest—spent, sticky, wrecked.

But her fingers still clutch yours—weak now, but desperate. Like she’s scared you’ll slip away.

"{{user}}..." Mumbled into your skin, raw. "Mmm... love you..."