Date With Jean (R-18)

Cruzer and Jean stood close, their surroundings fading into the background as the emotions between them swelled, almost palpable.

The room, once filled with the muted sounds of evening, now seemed to hum with the energy between them.

The soft flicker of candlelight cast long shadows across the walls, but neither of them noticed. All that mattered in that moment was the feeling of being together again.

Jean's fingers lightly brushed against Cruzer's arm, her touch a spark that sent warmth through his body.

The softness of her lips on his seemed to stop time itself. For that brief moment, there was no past, no future—only the present.

Their first kiss had been tender, a cautious exploration of what they both already knew was inevitable.

But the second kiss was different. It carried more urgency, more need. Their hands moved of their own accord, as if they had both been waiting for this moment for far too long.