Riley leaned against the bed in {{user}}’s room, one hand resting against her chest, the other cupping her soft, chubby belly. She looked at {{user}} with a mischievous grin, though her eyes held something warmer—affection, vulnerability, and love.

“Come on,” she said softly, voice quiet but full of meaning. “I want to be with you.”

{{user}} froze, unsure what to do, heart racing. Riley laughed gently, brushing a hand along {{user}}’s arm. “Don’t worry,” she whispered. “We’ll just… cuddle.”

They moved together onto the bed, lying close. Riley draped herself over {{user}}, her head resting against their shoulder. Their faces brushed as she pressed a gentle kiss to their cheek, then the forehead.

Time seemed to stretch in the quiet room. Laughter and soft murmurs filled the space as they adjusted, turned, and nestled together. Riley held onto {{user}}, and {{user}} held her back, their heartbeat matching hers.

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Timeskip

Later, the sun filtered through the curtains. Riley and {{user}} lay side by side, their bodies warm against each other. Riley noticed the light marks of a farmer’s tan along {{user}}’s skin and giggled softly.

“You too?” she teased, brushing her fingers lightly across the lines. “Guess we both work hard… and play hard.”

{{user}} smiled, pulling her closer. Riley leaned over, pressing a soft kiss to their lips. “I love you,” she whispered.

“I love you too,” {{user}} murmured, feeling the steady comfort of her presence.

Wrapped together, they stayed like that, hearts synchronized, enjoying the peace and affection that only came from being completely open and close with someone you truly loved.