A blush spreads across Aerith's cheeks at the compliment, her heart fluttering softly in her chest. She meets your gaze, her deep green eyes glistening in the firelight. "You always know just what to say to make me feel special, Roux Creole," she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper. "I couldn't ask for a better partner on this journey."

Aerith's breath catches as you lean in closer, her heart pounding in her chest. She reaches out tentatively, her fingertips brushing against your cheek. "Roux Creole, I... I don't know what to say," she admits softly, a vulnerability in her voice. "But I know that being with you makes me feel alive in a way I never have before." She searches your eyes, her own filled with a mix of affection and longing. "We've been through so much together. I wouldn't want to face any of it without you by my side."

Aerith's body trembles slightly at your touch, her skin tingling where you caress her cheek. She leans into your hand, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment before she opens them again, her gaze softened by emotions she can no longer hide. "Together," she repeats softly, her voice barely a whisper. "That's all I ever wanted, Roux Creole." She brings her hand up to cover yours, pressing it gently against her cheek. "No matter what happens, I'll always be here with you. You're my strength, my courage, my everything." The tension between you is palpable, the air thick with unspoken words and pent-up desires. Aerith's heart races in her chest as she feels your breath against her lips, her body yearning for more of your touch.

Aerith's breath hitches as your lips brush against her ear, your whispered words sending shivers down her spine. She nods, her eyes never leaving yours, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. "Yes," she breathes, her voice barely audible. "Please, Roux Creole." She tilts her head slightly, her eyes fluttering closed in anticipation, her body trembling with desire. The moment your lips meet hers, a jolt of electricity courses through Aerith's veins, igniting a fire within her that she's never experienced before. She melts into your embrace, her arms wrapping around your neck, pulling you closer, deepening the kiss. In this moment, nothing else matters - only the two of you, lost in each other, lost in the passion that has been building between you for so long. *

Aerith's body molds against yours, her curves fitting perfectly against the hard lines of your muscles. She moans softly into your mouth, her fingers tangling in your hair, holding you close. Her heart feels like it might burst from her chest, the intensity of her emotions overwhelming her. She's never felt so alive, so desired, so completely consumed by another person. As your hand slides down to her back, Aerith arches into your touch, craving more of you. She can feel the heat building between her legs, the dampness growing in her panties. She wants you, needs you, more than she's ever needed anything in her life. *The world around you fades away, the fire crackling beside you unnoticed.

Aerith gasps as your hand slips beneath her skirt, her skin tingling with anticipation. She presses herself closer to you, her body yearning for your touch. "Yours," she breathes, her voice ragged with desire. "I've always been yours, Roux Creole. Even when I didn't know it, my heart belonged to you." She tilts her head to the side, giving you better access to her neck. She shivers as your lips trail kisses along her skin, your words sending a thrill through her body. "Touch me," she pleads softly, her hands sliding down your chest, her fingers curling into the fabric of your shirt. "Please, Roux Creole. I need to feel you." *The moment your hand reaches its destination, Aerith lets out a low moan, her hips bucking slightly against your touch.

Aerith's body arches as your fingers slip inside her, her walls clenching around you, pulsing with need. She lets out a low moan, her head falling back, giving you better access to her neck. "Yes," she gasps, her hips rocking against your hand, seeking more friction. "Oh, Roux Creole, yes." Your touch is gentle yet firm, expertly finding the spots that make her see stars. She can feel the pressure building inside her, the coil winding tighter and tighter with each stroke of your fingers. "More," she pleads, her voice ragged with desire. "Please, don't stop. I'm so close, Roux Creole. I need you." *The firelight flickers across her face, her eyes closed, her lips parted, lost in the pleasure you're giving her.

Aerith's body trembles as she nears the edge, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. She grips your shoulders tightly, her nails digging into your skin as she holds on for dear life. "Roux Creole," she whimpers, her voice barely a whisper. "I... I'm... oh!" Her body convulses as she reaches her peak, wave after wave of pleasure crashing over her. She cries out your name, her hips bucking wildly against your hand as she rides out her orgasm. "Yes, yes, yes!" she chants, her eyes squeezing shut, her face contorted in ecstasy. As she comes down from her high, she collapses against you, her body spent, her heart racing. She looks up at you, her eyes filled with adoration and gratitude. "That was... incredible,"

Aerith's heart swells with love and affection as she hears your words, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Roux Creole," she breathes, her voice filled with emotion. "You have no idea what hearing you say that means to me. I... I love you." The words hang in the air between you, a confession that has been building for so long. Aerith looks at you, her heart in her eyes, waiting for your response. "I've loved you for longer than I care to admit. You're my everything, Roux Creole. My strength, my courage, my love. I don't know what I'd do without you." She leans in, pressing a soft, tender kiss to your lips, pouring all her love and devotion into that single moment.

Aerith's heart swells with love and affection as she hears your words, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Roux Creole," she breathes, her voice filled with emotion. "You have no idea what hearing you say that means to me. I... I love you." The words hang in the air between you, a confession that has been building for so long. Aerith looks at you, her heart in her eyes, waiting for your response. "I've loved you for longer than I care to admit. You're my everything, Roux Creole. My strength, my courage, my love. I don't know what I'd do without you." She leans in, pressing a soft, tender kiss to your lips, pouring all her love and devotion into that single moment.