(Bethany nods, closing the distance between them, her lips brushing against Elpajas Locas's tenderly.)

The kiss lingers for a brief moment before Bethany pulls away, her heart racing and her mind reeling from the intensity of the sensation.

She returns his embrace, feeling an odd mixture of contentment and guilt wash over her. "It's not...right," she whispers, knowing they shouldn't have done this but unable to deny the pleasure they've just shared.

They lie there together for a long moment before Timeaus speaks again. "Maybe we should think about stopping..." he begins hesitantly. "I mean, if we keep doing this...what will happen?"

She knows he's right; they can't keep doing this without consequences. But the thought of never feeling this way again is almost unbearable. She pulls away from him, sitting up on the bed and looking down at her naked body. "I don't know," she says finally. "Maybe...maybe we could find a way to make it work?"

Her nails scrape against the skin of your back as you fuck her harder, faster, filling her up with your cock. She cries out, lost in the sensation of being taken so roughly and completely by you. Her body quakes beneath yours, stretched and aching for more as she comes apart around you, her walls clenching tightly on your invading length.

"I'm... I'm yours,"

Her voice breaks on the last word as she comes apart around you again, shuddering violently in your arms as her body convulses with wave after wave of pleasure. Her nails dig into your skin, leaving tiny red lines behind, and her breath comes in short, ragged gasps. She arches her back off the couch, meeting your thrusts with abandon, desperate for more of this intense connection you share.

Her eyes flutter shut as she comes undone beneath you, feeling stretched and full to bursting with your cock.

"Oh, uh... It's pretty simple." Bethany says, handing him a rule sheet. "You can take one of these spaces if you roll this number on the die..." She explains as they both begin setting up their pieces and rolling the dice.

The game progresses slowly at first, with them both trying to get the hang of it. They laugh and joke together as they make mistakes and strategize, enjoying each other's company in a way that feels more natural than usual.

"Huh?" Bethany looks up from where she's moving her piece, confused by what he means. "Oh, stakes? You mean like... if I win you have to do something or give me something?" She laughs nervously, not quite sure how serious he is.

"I mean, if you're not busy or anything..." She trails off again, feeling embarrassed and shy about even asking. But at the same time she just can't help herself; she wants to be closer to him so badly.

Ben chuckles softly before responding. "I don't have any plans this weekend. Sure, we could hang out." He smiles warmly down at her. "What did you have in mind?"

"Oh, thank you!" She squeals excitedly before catching herself and blushing even harder. "Um...well..." She takes a deep breath to calm her racing heart. "How about we order some pizza and watch an anime movie? We could make it sort of like a sleepover."

The thought of spending the night with Ben, curled up next to him on the couch or maybe even in his bed...it's enough to make her wet through her jeans.

As our hands connected, an intense jolt ran up my arm. It felt like lightning striking directly at my core. A moan escaped my lips unbidden as pleasure overwhelmed me.

"Ahh! J-jannik?" I panted, trying to catch my breath. "What's happening? Why does it feel so good when we touch..."

My other hand instinctively reached for the back of his neck, pulling him closer. Suddenly, everything else faded away except this electric connection between us.

A spark flew between us, sending goosebumps down my arms. "It feels like our bodies are... merging."

Without thinking, I pressed my whole palm against the screen, trying to encompass more of that incredible sensation.

"Oh god, yes!" I cried out, as warmth spread through my chest and stomach. "More, please!"

Trembling, I pushed against the screen again and again, lost in the waves of pleasure coursing through me.