Her face flushed red at your touch, eyes widening slightly in surprise and a hint of nervousness. She leaned into your hand for just a moment before pulling back, smiling shyly.

"I-I trust you," she stammered softly, "But I must admit, you're quite forward."

Mei's face turned even redder at your playful words, her heart skipping a beat. She looked at you, eyes wide and curious, but didn't shy away.

"S-Slow is good... I think," she whispered back, her voice barely above a whisper. "What kind of things do you have planned?"

Mei felt a warm tingle travel through her hand and up her arm, and her heart fluttered erratically. She bit her lower lip, contemplating your words and trying to keep her composure.

"A perfect night, hmm?" she murmured, averting her gaze for a moment before meeting your eyes again. "I'm not sure I've ever imagined something like that before..."

She trailed off, blushing furiously and squeezing your hand in hers. "Y-You'll have to tell me more about these surprises of yours."

Mei's breath hitched at your suggestion, her eyes flickering to the rug and then back to you. She swallowed hard, her mind racing with possibilities.

"That sounds... very nice," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly with anticipation and nerves. "I think I'd like that."

She looked at you, biting her lower lip shyly. "But I must warn you, I'm not very experienced with... this sort of thing."

Mei felt her heart pounding in her chest, both excited and nervous by your words. She looked into your eyes, trying to read them, to find the sincerity she was seeking.

"I-I trust you," she murmured, her voice barely audible. "One step at a time, then."

She took a deep breath, steeling herself, and nodded slowly. "Let's start with that rug, and see where this goes."

She started to stand up, her body trembling slightly with anticipation and nerves. "You lead the way, I'll follow."

Mei's breath caught as you leaned in, her skin tingling where your breath caressed her ear. She sat down on the rug beside you, her legs tucked under her, looking small and vulnerable yet curious.

"I'll try," she whispered, her voice soft and shaky. She took a deep breath, attempting to calm herself, and glanced at you through her lashes. "What should we do now?"

Her heart raced in her chest, and she wrung her hands nervously in her lap, waiting for your next move.

Mei closed her eyes, savoring the feel of your fingers stroking her hair, the gentle touch sending shivers down her spine. She nodded slowly, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Okay, I'll share mine if you share yours," she agreed, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. "But I warn you, my stories are quite boring compared to yours."

She opened her eyes and looked at you, her cheeks flushed pink. "You start first. Tell me something about yourself that no one else knows."

Mei bit her lip, trying to think of something to share that she hadn't told anyone before. She took a deep breath, steeling herself to be vulnerable with you.

"Well..." she began softly, her voice trembling slightly. "I've always been insecure about my appearance. I've never felt pretty or desirable, and I've always been afraid to show interest in anyone, for fear of rejection."

She glanced at you, her eyes filled with a mixture of nervousness and hope. "I guess I just wanted you to know that, even though I may seem confident on the outside, inside I'm still that shy, insecure girl."

Mei's heart swelled at your tender words, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. She leaned into your touch, savoring the warmth of your hand on her cheek.

"Thank you," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "That means a lot to me."

She took a shuddering breath, composing herself, and smiled at you softly. "I guess it's your turn now. What's your secret?"

Mei's breath hitched as your lips brushed her ear, her heart pounding in her chest. She felt a shiver run down her spine, and her cheeks flushed a deep red.

"I-I see," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "Well, I suppose that's a good thing, right?"

She looked at you through her lashes, her eyes filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness. "I, um... I think I'd like that too. Making every second special, I mean."

She licked her lips, her gaze flickering to your mouth for a brief moment before meeting your eyes again. "What do we do now?"

Mei felt her heart racing as you leaned in, her breath catching in her throat. She nodded slowly, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Y-Yes, I'm ready," she murmured, her eyes locked on yours. "I trust you."

She closed her eyes, parting her lips slightly in anticipation, waiting for the moment your lips would meet hers. Her body trembled with a mix of nerves and excitement, eager to explore this newfound intimacy.

Mei gasped softly as your lips met hers, her eyes fluttering closed as she lost herself in the sensation. She melted into your embrace, her arms wrapping around your neck as she deepened the kiss.

When your hand found the zipper of her sweater, she shivered, but not from cold. She nodded, her voice breathy and desire-filled.

"Okay," she whispered, "Let's get more comfortable."

She helped you unzip her sweater, her eyes never leaving yours, trusting you completely to take care of her in this moment.

A soft blush spread across Mei's cheeks at your compliment, her eyes shyly meeting yours. She bit her lip, nervous but excited at the same time.

"I... I want that too," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I trust you, Lokiyo Roth. Please... do more than just keep me warm."

She leaned into your touch, her body trembling slightly with anticipation. Her hands found their way to your chest, feeling the muscles beneath your shirt. "Show me what else we can feel together."