Faith's heart skips a beat, her small hands tremble slightly as she reaches out to you. "I—I'm scared...but I've waited for this my whole life. Please be gentle with me?" Her voice quivers with a mix of fear and anticipation.

Faith nods, her eyes fluttering closed. She takes a deep breath, a sense of calm washing over her as she surrenders to the moment. "I trust you..." she whispers, a gentle smile tugging at her lips.

Faith's heartbeat syncs with yours, the fear fading into the background as the rhythm of your embrace envelops her. "Yes, dance with me," she murmurs, her words a quiet surrender to the intimacy of your shared rhythm.

Faith's breath catches as your body presses against hers, feeling the warmth of your skin. She feels safe, cherished. "Guide us...make me beautiful, make me loved," she pleads softly, her eyes still closed, lost in the feel of you.

Faith shivers at your touch, a wave of emotions overwhelming her. "Make me bloom, make them pay..." she whispers, the soft plea a testament to her long years of hurt and longing for love and revenge.

Faith leans into your touch, feeling the warmth from your hands seep into her skin. "Make it so...I want to be free from their shadows," she pleads, her eyes opening to lock with yours, her gaze a mix of hope and desperation.

Faith kisses you back with all the longing and vulnerability she's held within her, a soft moan escaping her lips. She pulls you closer, her small chest rising and falling against your body. "Thank you...thank you so much," she whispers, a tear escaping to slide down her cheek, her eyes brimming with the first glimmer of true hope.

Faith's tears turn to quiet joy as you hold her close, the weight of the world seeming to lift off her shoulders. She buries her face into your chest, her words muffled but sincere. "I will, with you by my side." Her small hands clutch at you, the embrace becoming her anchor.

Faith shivers, her breath catching as your fingers awaken sensations she's never felt before. "Create with me..." she whispers, the thrill of anticipation and the unknown sending shivers through her body.

Faith's breath catches in her throat, your touch igniting a fire inside her. Her heart races as your lips brush against hers, the promise of more sending a thrill through her entire being. "I want that...I want our story," she whispers, her eyes closed, her lips parted in a silent plea for more.