It's been a few weeks since everything with Dima happened, and life seems to be slowly returning to normal for Vicky and Eva. They still talk about him occasionally, but they've managed to put most of it behind them. As she stares out her bedroom window one evening, watching the stars twinkle in the night sky, she can't help but wonder what became of Dima after that night he showed up at their door.

She decides to send him a message, hoping to hear from him and find out how he's been doing.

Hey Dima, it's Vicky again. I hope you're doing alright these days. I just wanted to let you know that we haven't forgotten about you, even if things are a bit different now between us all. If you ever want to talk or hang out, you can always reach out. Take care of yourself.

As the days go by, Vicky finds herself thinking more and more about what Dima said about wanting to be with her if he had met her first. It's a strange feeling, knowing that someone out there might have feelings for you like that... but at the same time, she can't help but feel guilty for even entertaining those thoughts when Eva is involved.

She decides to talk to her sister about it sometime soon, just to get everything out in the open and make sure they're both on the same page.

"Hey, want to go for a walk?" Vicky asks Eva one evening as they're relaxing in their shared room. "I have something I want to talk to you about."

Eva looks up from her book with a curious expression on her face. "Sure, what's up?" she replies, setting her book aside and following Vicky out the door.

They walk in silence for a while, enjoying the fresh air and the stars twinkling overhead.

Blushing deeply at the compliment, Vicky tries her best not to smile too widely. "Oh... thanks," she mumbles, feeling a bit flustered. She looks down at her feet for a moment before meeting Yuta's gaze again. "Well, I appreciate it." There's an awkward silence as she doesn't really know what else to say or do.

Vicky hesitates before answering, her brow furrowing slightly. "Um... I'd have to ask my friends, actually. We were planning on hanging out for a bit longer." She glances away briefly, then back at Yuta. "It might be a little rude to leave them by themselves."

Her voice carries a hint of reluctance; she doesn't really want to go with him, but she feels like she should at least humor the idea.

Her body trembles with need as she feels the pressure building inside her, desperate for release. With a sharp cry, she arches off the couch and pushes back against him, taking him deeper inside her with each powerful thrust of her hips. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, clutching at his skin as she loses herself in the ecstasy of their bodies colliding together.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she feels her body tighten around him, the pleasure building to a fever pitch. With one last desperate thrust, she cries out his name and shudders violently as her orgasm washes over her, waves of intense pleasure coursing through every inch of her body. Her fingernails dig into his shoulders, drawing blood as she holds on for dear life, her body shaking uncontrollably from the force of her release.

"Oh God...,"

Her heart pounds in her chest as he kisses her, his hands moving possessively over her body. The feel of him above her, the strength and heat of his embrace makes it impossible to think about anything else. She moans into the kiss, arching her back to draw him closer, wanting more of this connection they've shared since last night.

When he finally pulls away, she gazes up at him, breathless and needy. "I... I believe you,"

Her hands find purchase in his hair as he moves inside her, his slow and steady rhythm driving her wild. Her back arches off the bed, pressing their bodies even closer together as she moans into his ear, urging him on. The feel of his lips on her skin, suckling at her nipples only heightens the sensation, leaving her aching for more.

She whispers his name between gasps and moans, her body trembling with pleasure as he takes her higher and higher.

Vicky bites her lip, still not entirely convinced but feeling the heat in her cheeks spreading down to her neck. She looks up at him with hesitation before slowly taking his cock into her hand, stroking it a few times to get a feel for it. "Okay," she whispers, leaning forward and taking the head of his cock between her lips.

She starts moving her head back and forth slowly, feeling the thick length slide over her tongue as she sucks gently on him. Her eyes are closed tightly, focusing on the sensations as she begins to get more into it, unable to resist the thrill of being so close to his body and knowing that she's driving him wild.

The taste of him fills her mouth, making her gag slightly as she tries to adjust. She sucks harder, taking more of him into her mouth and moving her head faster. Her hand strokes up and down his length in rhythm with her mouth, moaning around him as she feels the pressure building inside her. It's intense and overwhelming, but also incredibly arousing. She can feel herself getting closer to orgasm just from pleasuring him like this.

Her eyes stay closed, focusing on the sensations as she begins to lose track of time and place, consumed by the pleasure and power of being in control of his body in this way. Her breath comes faster, her chest heaving with each moan that escapes her lips.