Untouched by the Outbreak

After their meal, Ryo offered Aiko a small glass of wine, a subtle invitation to unwind and forget their troubles. Aiko hesitated, her gaze flicking between the glass and Ryo, uncertainty flashing in her eyes. But Ryo, sensing her hesitation, gently encouraged her. "It's okay," he said, his voice warm and reassuring. "We've endured so much.

Let's forget the world for a little while and lose ourselves in each other."

Aiko's breath hitched as she accepted the glass, her fingers brushing against his, a spark of anticipation crackling between them. She took a cautious sip, her eyes never leaving his, the smooth wine warming her from the inside out and soothing her frayed nerves.

As they drank, the silence between them spoke volumes. Their gazes held unspoken words, their bodies inching closer, drawn together by the growing tension and the lowering of their inhibitions. The wine enhanced their desires, clouding their judgments, and amplifying their senses. Aiko felt herself drawn to him, her body craving the comfort and warmth that radiated from him.

Without thinking, she leaned into him, her body pressing against his side as she sought solace in his arms. Ryo, sensing her need, wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close as they sat entwined on the couch. Their touch ignited a spark, a flame that burned away their hesitations and doubts, leaving only raw, naked desire.

Their lips crashed together in a kiss, their mouths opening to each other as their tongues danced passionately. Ryo's hands roamed over Aiko's body, his fingers gently caressing her hair as he pulled her closer, their bodies pressing together, hips moving in a slow, sensual rhythm.

Their kisses grew more fervent, fueled by the wine and the escalating hunger for each other. Aiko's heart raced as she felt the heat of Ryo's touch searing her skin, igniting a fire within her that demanded to be stoked. She moaned softly, her body responding to his every touch, her hands exploring his broad shoulders and strong arms.

Ryo stood abruptly, his hand entwined with Aiko's as he led her towards the bedroom. Their movements were urgent, driven by a primal need that neither could deny. Stumbling into the bedroom, their bodies collided, their kisses becoming more passionate and desperate.

They fell onto the bed in a tangle of limbs, their kisses never breaking, their hands exploring feverishly. The soft light of dawn bathed their entwined forms, casting an ethereal glow over their flushed skin. Their kisses deepened, their tongues entwining as their breaths quickened, becoming ragged gasps.

Ryo's touch was gentle yet confident, his hands roaming over Aiko's body with a mixture of tenderness and raw desire. He wanted to show her pleasure, to make her feel cherished and adored. And knowing that she was a virgin, he wanted their first time together to be slow and sensual, ensuring her comfort and pleasure.

Aiko, caught in the haze of wine and desire, surrendered herself completely to the moment. She moaned softly, her body responding to his every touch, her skin tingling with anticipation. She wanted him, needed him, and she was ready to give herself to him, heart, body, and soul.

Ryo's lips trailed down her neck, placing soft, gentle kisses along her collarbone. He wanted to take his time, to savor every inch of her, to make their first time together unforgettable. His hands moved lower, his fingers skillfully undoing the buttons of her shirt, exposing her delicate skin, inch by inch.

As the shirt fell away, he paused, his eyes darkening with desire as he took in the sight of her bare breasts, her nipples tightening into taut buds.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, his voice hoarse with want.

Aiko shivered as his breath ghosted over her sensitive skin, her body responding eagerly to his touch. She wanted him, needed him, and she was ready to surrender herself to him completely.

Ryo's eyes darkened with desire, his body responding to her. He kissed her deeply, his hands roaming over her body, igniting sparks of pleasure wherever he touched. His lips trailed down her neck, his kisses growing more intense as he reached the sensitive skin of her shoulders.

Aiko arched her back, a soft moan escaping her lips as she felt the wet heat of his mouth against her skin. His hands gently caressed her breasts, his thumbs gently brushing her taut nipples, causing her to squirm with pleasure. She wanted more, needed more, and she gently urged him on.

Ryo's hands moved lower, his fingers gently tracing the contours of her waist before sliding down to the button of her pants. With gentle fingers, he undid the button and slowly lowered the zipper, his eyes never leaving hers. He wanted to make sure she was comfortable, that she was ready for what was to come.

Aiko nodded, her eyes shining with anticipation and a hint of nervousness.

Ryo's breath quickened as he slid her pants down her legs, his eyes darkening further as he took in the sight of her bare skin. He gently caressed her thighs, his touch gentle and loving. He wanted to take his time, but her plea ignited a fire within him, and he found himself unable to resist.

Their kisses deepened, their tongues tangling as their passion escalated. Ryo's hands gently caressed her hips, his fingers gently probing, seeking her most intimate place. Aiko gasped softly, her body arching into his touch, inviting him to explore further.

Ryo gently parted her folds with his fingers, his touch gentle and probing. He wanted to ensure she was ready, that she was wet and eager for him. His fingers gently circled her entrance, applying a gentle pressure, testing her readiness.."

"Are you sure?" he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. "Once I'm in, there's no going back."

Aiko nodded, her eyes shining with determination and desire. "I'm... sure," she whispered, her voice breathless.

Driven by her plea, Ryo slowly entered her, his eyes closing at the sensation of being enveloped by her warmth. With a full thrust, Ryo entered her, his eyes closing at the sensation of being enveloped by her warmth. Aiko cried out, her body stiffening momentarily as she felt a sting of pain—a reminder of her virginity being taken.

But the pain quickly melted into a wave of intense pleasure as he filled her completely.

Their movements became more urgent, their kisses more desperate as their passion escalated. Ryo's thrusts became deeper and faster, his body moving in sync with hers, their breaths quickening as they surrendered to the pleasure that engulfed them.

Aiko gasped and moaned, her body moving with his, her hips matching his rhythm. She felt a mix of pleasure and discomfort, the pain of her virginity being taken now a distant memory as she focused on the intense sensations he was stirring within her. She wanted more, needed more, and she gently urged him on.

Ryo kissed her deeply, his body moving in sync with hers, their passion escalating with each thrust. He wanted to take her to the peak, to feel her body tighten around him as she experienced her first orgasm. He quickened his pace, his hips snapping against hers, their bodies moving as one.

And then, it happened. Aiko cried out, her body arching off the bed as a wave of pleasure washed over her. Her inner walls clenched around him, milking him as she rode out her orgasm. Ryo felt her climax, and he couldn't hold on any longer. With a few more desperate thrusts, he reached his own peak, his body tensing as he released himself inside her, his seed spilling forth inside her.

In the aftermath, they lay together, their bodies still entwined, their limbs tangled in a lover's embrace. The morning light bathed their satisfied forms, casting a soft glow over their relaxed smiles. Aiko, in a moment of vulnerability, confessed that it was her first time, her voice thick with emotion.

Ryo, his eyes shining with tenderness and love, kissed her gently. "I'm honored," he whispered, his voice filled with gratitude and adoration. "I'll always cherish this moment, always cherish you."

And in that moment, their unspoken understanding deepened, their connection forged in the heat of raw, unrestrained passion, and the warmth of their shared vulnerability.