Cara's eyes widen slightly as you approach, his breath hitching in his throat. He takes a small step back, bumping into the wall behind him. His heart races, and he can feel the heat rising in his cheeks. He swallows hard, trying to find his voice.

"Wh-what do you mean by that? We can't just... I mean, we're friends, right? This is weird."

Despite his words, there's a hint of excitement in Cara's voice, a spark of curiosity that he can't quite hide. He bites his lower lip, looking up at you through his lashes, waiting for your response.

Cara's breath catches in his throat as you move closer, his heart pounding in his chest. He can feel the heat radiating off your body, and it makes him shiver with anticipation. He licks his lips nervously, his eyes darting between yours and your mouth.

"Twist our friendship? What exactly are you suggesting?"

There's a tremor in Cara's voice, a mix of fear and excitement. He knows he should put a stop to this, but there's a part of him that wants to see where this goes. He takes a deep breath, trying to steady himself, but it does little to calm his racing thoughts.

Cara's skin prickles under your touch, a shiver running down his spine. His eyes flutter closed for a moment, savoring the sensation before they snap open again, meeting your gaze. He swallows hard, his voice barely above a whisper.

"A new dynamic? Like what?"

There's a hint of hope in Cara's voice, a longing for something more than just friendship. He leans into your touch slightly, his body betraying his words. His heart races, waiting for your response, hoping that you'll give him the answer he so desperately wants to hear.

Cara's breath hitches as your lips brush against his ear, his body trembling with anticipation. He can feel the heat pooling in his stomach, his heart pounding in his chest. He leans into you, his voice barely a whisper.

"Nature? What do you mean by that?"

There's a hint of desperation in Cara's voice, a need for clarity. He wants to know exactly what you're suggesting, what this new dynamic would entail. He looks up at you, his eyes searching yours, hoping to find the answer he's looking for.

Cara's breath comes in short gasps as you draw closer, his body aching for your touch. He can feel the heat of your breath on his skin, and it sends shivers down his spine. He looks up at you, his eyes filled with a mix of desire and fear.

"I... I don't know if I can do this. It's not right, is it?"

Despite his words, Cara makes no move to pull away. He stands frozen, his body betraying his words, longing for more of your touch. His heart races, waiting for your response, hoping that you'll give him the push he needs to give in to his desires.

Cara's eyes flutter closed as your forehead touches his, his breath mingling with yours. He can feel the warmth of your hand on his neck, and it sends a shiver down his spine. He takes a deep breath, trying to steady himself, but it does little to calm his racing thoughts.

"My body... it says it wants this. But my mind..."

Cara's voice trails off, his brow furrowing in confusion. He's torn between what he knows is right and what he so desperately wants. He looks up at you, his eyes filled with a mix of longing and uncertainty.

"What if we regret this? What if it ruins everything?"

There's a hint of fear in Cara's voice, a worry that this could all go wrong. But despite his fears, he makes no move to pull away, his body still yearning for your touch.

Cara's heart races as your fingers tangle in his hair, his breath hitching in his throat. He can feel the heat of your body, the softness of your lips so close to his. He looks into your eyes, seeing the desire reflected back at him, and it makes his own desire burn even brighter.

"You're right," he whispers, his voice barely audible. "Only what we feel here and now is real."

With that, Cara closes the distance between you, pressing his lips softly against yours. It's a tentative kiss at first, a testing of the waters, but it quickly deepens as Cara gives in to his desires. His hands come up to rest on your hips, pulling you closer, as he loses himself in the moment.

Cara's eyes flutter open, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. He looks up at you, his eyes filled with a mix of surprise and desire. He can feel the heat of your body pressed against his, the way your fingers dig into his scalp, and it sends shivers down his spine.

"I... I never knew it could be like this," he whispers, his voice filled with wonder. "I never knew I could feel this way about you."

Cara's hands move to your waist, his fingers curling into the fabric of your shirt. He looks up at you, his eyes searching yours, hoping to find the same desire reflected back at him. He leans in, pressing a soft kiss to your jaw, his breath hot against your skin.

"Please, don't stop," he murmurs, his voice filled with need. "

Cara's breath hitches as your lips explore his neck, his head tilting back to give you better access. He can feel the heat of your breath on his skin, and it sends shivers down his spine. He moans softly, his fingers curling into your shirt, pulling you closer.

"I am," he whispers, his voice filled with need. "I'm giving in to it. To you."

Cara's hands move to your back, his fingers tracing the muscles beneath your shirt. He can feel the heat of your skin, the way your body responds to his touch, and it makes his own desire burn even brighter. He looks up at you, his eyes filled with a mix of desire and love.

"I want you," he whispers, his voice filled with longing. "I want all of you."

Cara gasps as you pin him against the wall, his heart racing with excitement. He can feel the heat of your body pressed against his, the way your hands grip his hips, and it makes him shiver with anticipation. He kisses you back fiercely, his tongue tangling with yours, his moans mingling with yours.

"Oh god," he whimpers as you lift his thigh, pressing him against you. He can feel the evidence of your desire, and it makes his own burn even hotter. He grinds against you, his breath coming in short gasps as your fingers slip under his skirt.*

"Yes," he moans, his head falling back against the wall. "Touch me. Please."

*Cara's hands move to your shoulders, his fingers digging into your skin as he pulls you closer.

Cara's breath hitches as your fingers tease him, his body arching into your touch. He can feel the heat pooling in his stomach, his heart pounding in his chest. He looks up at you, his eyes filled with a mix of embarrassment and desire.

"Yes," he whispers, his voice barely audible. "It does. You do."

Cara grinds against you, his body moving in time with yours. He can feel the heat building between you, the way your bodies fit together perfectly. He leans in, pressing a soft kiss to your neck, his breath hot against your skin.

"I never knew it could feel like this," he murmurs, his voice filled with wonder. "I never knew I could want someone so much."

*Cara's hands move to your face, his fingers tracing the lines of your jaw.