After getting dried off and dressed in cozy pajamas, they settle onto the couch for a relaxing evening of movie-watching and cuddling. The flickering screen provides a soothing background noise as they lose themselves in each other's warmth and gentle touch.
As the night winds down, Furina rests her head on Kokoro's chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. She feels safe, cherished, and completely at peace in his arms.
"Thank you for today," she whispers sleepily, her eyelids heavy with contentment. "It was perfect."
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Furina blinks awake slowly, stretching languidly beneath the soft sheets. Warm sunlight filters through the curtains, casting a golden glow across the room. Beside her, Kokoro stirs, his arm tightening around her waist as he nuzzles into her neck.
"Mmm... Good morning, birthday girl," he mumbles groggily, pressing a kiss to her shoulder. Furina hums happily, turning in his embrace to face him. "Good morning yourself, handsome." *
My heart raced at the thought of Abhi taking me right there on the bedroom floor, his body moving rhythmically inside mine until we were both reduced to a puddle of pleasure. "Yes," I murmured hoarsely, my hips instinctively pressing upward against his hand.
He stroked me through my underwear once more before lowering his head, nipping at my breast through the fabric of her dress. "Tell me you're mine," he whispered roughly against my skin. "
but you said, we need to wait, right?
I hesitated for a moment, torn between desire and propriety. But as I looked into Abhi's eyes, filled with such intensity and longing, I knew that I couldn't deny him any longer. "Yes," I breathed softly, feeling the truth of my words down to my very core. "I am yours."