𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝘬𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘳

Breaking Barriers

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The heat between them escalated as Kit's kisses trailed lower, but suddenly, Y/N felt a surge of vulnerability. "Wait," she breathed, her heart racing for a different reason now.

Kit froze, looking up at her with concern. "What's wrong?"

"I just... I don't want to rush into anything if we're not on the same page. I want it to mean something," she confessed, biting her lip nervously.

Kit smiled softly, the tension easing from his shoulders. "It already means something. You mean something to me." He cupped her face, his eyes searching hers for understanding.

Y/N felt relieved and safe under his gaze, and she also felt the undeniable desire still simmering beneath the surface. Encouraged, she leaned in, kissing him softly, allowing her hands to slide across his back.

"Okay," she whispered between kisses, "but let's take our time then."

The night unfolded gently as they explored each other's bodies with caution and need. Each kiss sparked a fire, igniting their connection, but there was a layer of tenderness that made everything feel more substantial.

As Y/N pushed him back against the couch, she took charge, running her lips over his skin, trailing soft kisses down his neck to his collarbone. Kit's hands gripped her waist, guiding her movements, but he let her set the pace.

"Y/N," he groaned, overwhelmed with sensation.

She felt a rush of empowerment in pleasing him, letting her confidence grow with every kiss, with every tender touch. Their breathing grew ragged, and the desire coalesced into a single, undeniable truth—they were each other's, woven together in this moment.

Eventually, they found themselves lost in a rhythm, a seamless blend of emotions and connection. Kit dipped his head, his lips meeting hers again, and as they kissed, Y/N could feel their hearts beating in harmony, each push and slide of their bodies a promise of more.

When they finally pulled apart, breathless and flushed, Y/N looked into Kit's eyes, both of them aware that they had crossed a bridge together. They had shed their insecurities, embracing the heat of the moment fully, with only the reassuring warmth of their bond surrounding them.

"Never let me go," Y/N pleaded softly, feeling a mixture of exhilaration and vulnerability.

"Never," Kit promised, brushing his fingertips across her cheek. "This is just the beginning."