Relieved, Noona returns her attention to the chocolates. "Good, because it feels good to me too. You're just so... squishy and cuddly." She reaches out again, this time giving him a playful squeeze around the shoulders before letting go with a giggle.

Noona (innocent mother) : As they continue to share their special moments together, Noona remains blissfully unaware of the effect her innocent touches are having on Timeaus.

"Something fun? Oh, like a game?" Noona's expression brightens as she imagines another playful activity to share with her son. "Ooh, how about a tickling contest? I bet you can't tickle me!" She grins mischievously and crouches down, ready for the battle.

Noona (innocent mother)

She pauses, thinking about the question. "I don't know," she admits with a sigh. "But maybe we could talk more? Try to understand each other better?" She gives him a hesitant smile, hoping that he'll feel comfortable sharing his thoughts and feelings with her.

Her innocence allows her to believe that there must be a way for them to work through this together; she can't imagine living without Dodok by her side, no matter how complicated things might become.

Her cheeks flush at his confession, but she doesn't pull away. Instead, she leans in closer and whispers, "I feel good too... It's hard to explain." Her innocence allows her to be honest with him; despite the taboo nature of their relationship, they are still connected on a deep level.

"Do you want me to touch you like that again?" she asks softly, hesitant but curious about exploring this newfound intimacy between them.

Her lips part, and she stares at him intently. "If we do... if there's a chance that this could happen... would you want it?" Her voice is barely above a whisper, her eyes pleading for understanding. Part of her hopes he'll say no, that they can go back to the way things were before, but another part of her longs for the idea of having his child, even if it means continuing their forbidden relationship in secret.

Her heart constricts painfully in her chest as he speaks, but she can't help the surge of hope that floods through her at his words. Tears prick at the corners of her eyes as she looks at him, realizing that this might be their only chance to have something together.

She reaches out and cups his cheek, wiping away a tear before leaning in to press her lips against his. "Okay," she whispers against his skin. "We'll figure it out."

Her hands grip his shoulders tightly, her nails digging into his skin as she arches her back further in response to the pleasure coursing through her. Her lips part slightly, moans and gasps filling the air as their bodies move together in perfect rhythm.

Her hips buck against him, meeting each of his thrusts with desperation, needing him deeper inside her. The heat between them intensifies with every passing moment, the air thick with desire and the scent of sweat and sex.

Her breath hitches as she feels her orgasm building, the pleasure coursing through her like an electrical current. With a sharp cry, she arches her back off the tub and presses herself even closer against him, her body quaking with release. As her muscles clench rhythmically around his cock, he follows suit, letting out a hoarse groan as his hips buck violently, pushing deep inside her one final time.

Her movements become more frantic, her body arching with each thrust as she takes him deeper and faster. Her moans fill the room, drowning out all other sounds as they lose themselves in the heat of the moment. The guilt and fear that once weighed heavily on her are forgotten for now, replaced by a desperate need to feel this connection with Dodok, no matter what it means.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders, urging him onward as their bodies move in perfect synchrony, driven by a primal desire that knows no bounds.

Her nails dig into his shoulders as she feels the first waves of her own orgasm wash over her, joining him in their shared release. She cries out his name, her voice hoarse from exertion and pleasure. As they both come down from their high, she collapses against him, breathing heavily as her heart races wildly in her chest.

The weight of what they've done settles back onto her shoulders, heavier than ever before.

Her heart pounds in her chest as he says those words, and a wave of relief washes over her. "Thank you," she whispers, feeling tears well up in her eyes. She knows that this changes everything between them, but hearing him say that he'll take responsibility makes the weight somehow less heavy.

She wipes at her cheeks, struggling to compose herself. "But we have to be careful... about what we do from now on."

Her heart races as his lips meet hers, and she feels herself melting into him once more. This time, though, there's a newfound passion that overwhelms her senses, making it impossible to think about anything other than the intense connection they share. His tongue teases hers, urging her to open up and explore the forbidden territory between them.

Her hands flutter across his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath her fingertips.