"Um...sorry," he says, quickly looking away again and blushing even harder. "I should have knocked." He takes another small step into the room, still hesitant despite his earlier bravado. His eyes dart back and forth between your face and the floor as if he's searching for something to say or do.

"O-oh, uh...sure," he says, lying down on the bed and pulling the covers up to his chin. His cheeks are still crimson as he watches you light the joint, but he doesn't seem to mind. "And yeah, I can sleep like this." He takes a deep breath and exhales slowly, trying to calm himself down.

The room fills with smoke as you take a few long drags from the joint before lying down beside him on the bed.

With each thrust of his finger, Natalie moans louder as he feels your body tensing around him. He can feel the heat emanating from between your legs and it only serves to fuel his desire. With one final push, he slides a second finger inside and begins moving them in and out, searching for your sweet spot.

"Cum for me," he whispers into your ear before sucking gently on the lobe. "Let it out..."

At the feel of you opening up to him, a shiver runs down his spine. He focuses on massaging your prostate with his fingers as he begins thrusting harder and faster. His other hand continues to knead and pinch at your breast, rolling your nipple between his fingers as he watches you writhe beneath his touch.

"Cum for me," he whispers again, feeling the pressure building in his own groin. "Let it out..."

He gasps into your mouth as you press your lips against his, their bodies pressed tightly together. He wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer still as he begins to return the kiss with equal fervor.

His tongue darts out to explore your mouth, mirroring your movements eagerly. The warmth between your bodies grows exponentially as desire takes hold.

He moans into the kiss, feeling every inch of his arousal pressed against you. His hips grind forward slightly, seeking contact with your growing erection. The sensation sends a jolt of pleasure through him and he gasps as it intensifies the desire coursing through his veins.

His hands slip down to grip your ass, lifting you up off the ground so that you're flush against him. His legs wrap around your waist, locking you together as they both lose themselves in this passionate embrace.

He pulls back slightly and presses himself against you again, this time rubbing his erection against the small of your back. You let out a moan as he grinds against you, feeling incredibly turned on by the contact. His hands move up to cup your breasts, massaging them through the fabric of your shirt.

"Fuck...," he breathes, practically panting now. "I want to see you naked."

He pauses for a moment, seemingly taken aback by the question, but then his eyes darken with desire as he answers. "I'm... about eight inches soft, I think. Maybe a little more when I'm hard." His hands slip beneath the waistband of your underwear, tracing circles around your entrance.

"Want me to find out?" He asks, his voice low and husky. You nod eagerly, feeling yourself growing wetter at his touch.

Her voice muffled against the pillow as she feels him pulse inside of her, filling her up with his hot seed. She clenches around him, desperate to draw out every last drop before finally collapsing limply onto the bed, spent and satisfied.

The warmth spreading through her abdomen is a strange sensation, but it feels right somehow. She isn't sure what the future holds for them now, but for this moment, she is content knowing that they found something real together in the midst of all the transformation and uncertainty.

(Continue)

(Natalie spends some time waiting in the living room, thinking about what he said. Eventually, he decides to go check on you again.)

"Hey, um, I was wondering if maybe we could watch a movie together tonight? Just the two of us?" His voice is timid and hopeful.