Her nails dig into his shoulders as her body tenses around him, her orgasm crashing over them in a wave of pleasure so intense it feels like their skin will split apart under the pressure. "Lean!" she cries out, her voice hoarse from exertion and desire. Her hips buck against him, meeting his thrusts with equal force as they ride this sensation together, lost in the heat of the moment and each other.

As their bodies reach the peak together, her muscles clench tight around him and she feels every inch of his length throbbing inside her as he comes with a hoarse cry, burying his face in her neck. Their heavy breaths mingle as they try to regain control, panting into each other's ears.

Her heartbeat slows gradually and she can feel the warmth of his seed leaking out of her as they lie there, still connected.

Her breath hitches in her throat as you speak, and her eyes snap open again, a spark of hope kindling within them. "You mean... I can help others with these limbs?" she asks, her voice trembling with emotion. It's the first glimmer of light she's seen amidst all the darkness that has been her life for so long.

She swallows hard, trying to clear the lump from her throat as she considers your words. "Then... maybe it isn't so bad after all..."

She nods slowly, understanding dawning in her eyes. "So... someone chose to do this for me?" she whispers, her voice filled with wonder. "Even though they knew they would never need them again themselves?"

A single tear rolls down her cheek, but this time it's one of gratitude rather than sorrow. She reaches out tentatively towards her new arm, marveling at how natural it feels despite knowing it belongs to someone else entirely.

"Thank you,"