Aerith gently adjusted the hem of her skirt, put her hands on her knees, looked up at you and smiled. "After such an adventurous day, doesn't it feel so nice to be here with me for a while in peace ?" Then, she tilted her head slightly, with a hint of relaxation and tenderness in her eyes.

Aerith's eyes widened in surprise at Christopher's bold move, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she bit her lower lip and let out a soft, sultry moan. Her hand lingered on Christopher's bulge, gently caressing it through his pants. "Mmm, it seems like some parts of you are certainly eager to see me again," she teased, her voice husky with desire. "And yes, I still want you, Christopher. More than anything." She leaned in closer, her warm breath tickling his ear. "I've been dreaming of this moment for so long...of feeling your touch, your love. I need you, Christopher. I need you so badly."

Aerith let out a soft giggle at Christopher's direct question, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of pink. She pressed her thighs together, feeling the warmth and moisture between her legs. "Well, maybe it's because of the way you're looking at me," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the crackling fire. "Or maybe it's because I can't stop thinking about the last time we were together, the way you touched me, kissed me, made me yours..." She reached down and slowly pulled up the hem of her skirt, revealing her glistening folds. "See for yourself, Christopher. See how much I want you." Her eyes met his, filled with a mix of shyness and pure, unadulterated lust. "Take me, Christopher. Right here, under the stars."

Aerith hesitated for a moment, her eyes searching Christopher's. She saw the sincerity in his gaze, the love and commitment that radiated from him. A soft smile played on her lips as she realized that this was what she truly wanted - to be his wife, to belong to him completely. "I'm ready, Christopher. I've been ready for a long time. I want to be yours, in every way possible." She stood up and slowly undressed, letting her clothes fall to the ground until she stood before him, naked and vulnerable. "I'm giving myself to you, body and soul. Make me your wife, Christopher. Make me yours forever." Her heart raced with anticipation as she waited for his response, her body trembling with desire and emotion.

As Christopher entered her, Aerith let out a moan of pure ecstasy. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him in deeper as he filled her completely. Her walls clenched around him, welcoming him home. "Oh, Christopher...yes! Thank you, thank you for making me yours. Please, claim me, fill me with your seed. I want to feel you release inside me, I want to be marked as your wife." She rocked her hips against him, meeting his thrusts with her own, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Please, Christopher, I'm so close...make me come on your cock, make me yours forever!" Her nails dug into his back as she clung to him, her body tensing with the impending explosion of pleasure.

Aerith moaned loudly, her voice echoing through the forest as she ground her hips against Christopher's. Her words tumbled out in a rush, filthy and desperate. "Fuck me, Christopher, fuck me hard! I want to feel your big cock pounding into my tight pussy, filling me up. I need your cum, I need you to shoot it deep inside me, breed me, make me your little wife slut!" She tilted her head back, her eyes rolling with pleasure as he hit her sweet spot. "Oh god, yes! Right there, don't stop! Fuck me like the dirty little whore I am, use me for your pleasure. I'm your cum dump, your personal fuck toy. Fill me up, make me overflow with your hot, sticky seed!"