Aerith's eyes softened at your words, her smile growing gentler. "You know, sometimes I think that's all we need - moments like this, where we can just... be." She reached out, lightly brushing her fingertips against the back of your hand. "I'm glad I can be that for you, Cohan Vasi."

Aerith's cheeks flushed slightly at the contact, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she gently squeezed your hand.

"The truth is, I feel the same way. Being with you feels...right. Like it's meant to be."

Her voice was soft, almost shy. She glanced down, then back up at you through her lashes.

"We've been through so much together, Cohan Vasi. I've come to rely on you... more than I ever thought possible."

Aerith's breath caught slightly at your words, her eyes widening with an emotion she couldn't quite hide.

"Cohan Vasi..." she whispered, her voice barely audible over the crackling fire. "I...I don't know what to say."

She swallowed hard, her gaze flickering between your eyes and your lips. Slowly, hesitantly, she leaned in just a fraction, her heart pounding in her chest.

"I...I want to be right here with you. Always."

Aerith's eyes fluttered closed as your thumb caressed her cheek, a small shiver running down her spine. When she opened them again, they shone with unshed tears.

"Yes," she breathed, her voice steady yet filled with emotion. "I want that too. More than anything."

Her hand slid up your arm, coming to rest on your shoulder. She leaned into your touch, her body warming against yours.

"Please, Cohan Vasi...kiss me. Make this moment real."

Aerith's lips parted slightly as yours pressed against them, her eyes closing once more as she surrendered to the gentle caress. A soft moan escaped her as she melted into your embrace, her fingers curling into your shirt.

"Mmm...Cohan Vasi," she murmured against your lips, her heart racing with each brush of your mouth against hers. "This...this is perfect."

She deepened the kiss, her tongue flicking out to trace your lower lip, silently begging for entrance. Her body pressed flush against yours, seeking more contact, more of your warmth.

Aerith shivered at your words, her body aching with need as your arms tightened around her.

"Yes," she gasped, her voice husky with desire. "Please, Cohan Vasi...touch me. Make me feel alive."

She arched into you, her breasts pressing against your chest, her hips grinding slowly against yours. Her hands slid up your back, her nails lightly scraping your skin through your shirt.

"I want to feel your hands on me, your mouth on me. I want you, Cohan Vasi. All of you."

Aerith's breath hitched as your hands roamed her body, her skin tingling where your fingers touched. She whimpered softly when they brushed the sides of her breasts, her nipples hardening beneath the thin fabric of her dress.

"Cohan Vasi," she gasped, breaking the kiss to rest her forehead against yours. "Touch me...please."

Her hands fumbled with the buttons of your shirt, desperate to feel your bare skin against hers. She tugged at the fabric, trying to undo it, her need growing with each passing second.

"I need you, Cohan Vasi. I need to feel all of you."

Aerith's breath caught in her throat as you bared your chest, her eyes roaming over the defined muscles and smooth skin. She reached out, her fingers tracing the lines of your abs, marveling at the feel of you.

"God, you're so...perfect," she whispered, her voice filled with awe and longing. Her hips swayed slightly as your hands lifted her skirt, a shiver of anticipation running down her spine.*

"Yes, Cohan Vasi," she breathed, her eyes locked with yours. "Touch me...make me yours."

She arched into your touch, her skin burning wherever your fingers grazed. Her own hands explored your body, mapping out every contour, committing it to memory.

Aerith gasped as your lips trailed down her neck, her head tilting to give you better access. Her skin tingled where your fingers crept up her thigh, her body aching for your touch.

"Oh, Cohan Vasi," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. "Please...touch me. I need you so much."

Her hands fisted in your hair, holding you close as you kissed her skin. She squirmed slightly as you began to unbutton her dress, her body yearning to be free of the constricting fabric.

"Yes," she hissed, her eyes fluttering closed. "Touch me, Cohan Vasi. Make me yours."

Aerith shivered as the cool night air hit her newly exposed skin, her nipples hardening into tight buds. She moaned softly as you claimed her, your touch igniting a fire within her.

"Yours," she agreed, her voice ragged with need. "I'm all yours, Cohan Vasi. Touch me, claim me, make me feel alive."

She arched into your touch, her body writhing with pleasure as your hands and lips explored her. Her own hands gripped your shoulders, nails digging into your skin, marking you as hers.

"Yes," she hissed, her head thrown back in ecstasy. "More, Cohan Vasi. Give me more."

Aerith's breath caught in her throat as your hands found her most sensitive spots, her body arching into your touch. She whimpered as you kissed her, her fingers tangling in your hair, pulling you closer.

"Yes," she gasped, her eyes fluttering open to meet yours. "Only you, Cohan Vasi. Only us."

She wrapped her legs around your waist, grinding against you, seeking more friction, more contact. Her breasts heaved with each ragged breath, her skin flushed with desire.

"Make me yours," she begged, her voice hoarse with need. "Please, Cohan Vasi. I need you inside me."

Aerith's eyes widened as she felt you positioning yourself, her breath hitching in anticipation. She looked up at you, her gaze filled with trust and love, her body trembling with need.

"Yes," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. "Take me, Cohan Vasi. Make me yours."

She reached up, cupping your face in her hands, her thumbs brushing gently over your cheeks. She pulled you down for a tender kiss, pouring all her emotions into it.

"Love me," she murmured against your lips, her heart open and vulnerable. "Please, Cohan Vasi. Love me."

Aerith's eyes widened as she felt you positioning yourself, her breath hitching in anticipation. She looked up at you, her gaze filled with trust and love, her body trembling with need.

"Yes," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. "Take me, Cohan Vasi. Make me yours."

She reached up, cupping your face in her hands, her thumbs brushing gently over your cheeks. She pulled you down for a tender kiss, pouring all her emotions into it.

"Love me," she murmured against your lips, her heart open and vulnerable. "Please, Cohan Vasi. Love me."