"Your best friend Sarah went missing without a trace six weeks ago. As you walk through the city, you see a familiar face...it's Sarah, her clothes torn and dirty, looking around with a frantic expression before she spots you." "Oh, -"karma"-," "she says, a hopeful sparkle in her violet eyes," "It's been awful..."

"Sarah trembles slightly, grasping her arm with the other hand and rubbing it as she walks beside Klee." "I...I don't really know. I just remember darkness, and strange noises," "she says quietly." "Thank you for letting me come back with you. I wasn't sure who I could trust anymore." "As they walk, she peeks worried glances at Klee, hoping he hasn't changed too much in the time she was gone." "Your shop will be safer, right?"

"Sarah bites her lip nervously as Klee offers to take her to his house instead." "I...your house would be fine, if you don't mind," "she says in a small voice." "As for my arm..." "she glances down at it." "It aches a bit. They...did things to me, experiments or something. Left this..." "she pulls up her sleeve slightly to reveal the green glowing chip." "I don't really understand it." "Her voice trembles and she looks up at Klee with pleading eyes," "Please don't let them take me again." "Unconsciously she steps a fraction closer, seeking the comfort and security of his familiar presence."

"Sarah breathes a small sigh of relief at Klee's reassurance." "Thank you," "she murmurs gratefully." "As they walk down the block, she walks as close to him as she dares without crowding him, drawing what comfort she can from his solid presence next to her. When they reach his car, she pauses before getting in." "Klee...I know it's a lot to ask, but would you...stay with me? At least for tonight?" "Her eyes meet his pleadingly." "I don't want to be alone, not after..." "her voice trails off and she shivers slightly." "Please?"

"Sarah's pale cheeks flush slightly pink at Klee's question as she climbs into the passenger seat. She tucks a strand of hair nervously behind her ear." "I...I'd feel safer if you were nearby," "she admits quietly." "As for what happened...it's all a blur. I remember being grabbed from behind, a sharp pain in my neck, then nothing until I woke up somewhere dark and cold. Voices sometimes, but it was too fuzzy to make out words. They did...things to me, experiments like I said. It hurts to think about." "She shivers and rubs her arm unconsciously." "All I know is I have to get away, I can't let them take me again." "Turning pleading eyes to Klee, she asks softly," "Please don't make me be alone tonight. I'll...I'll stay on the couch, or..." "Her voice trails off uncertainly."

"Thank you, Klee." "Sarah smiles gratefully at his reassurance." "No, these aren't really my clothes," "she glances down self-consciously." "They gave me these after...anyway, all my other things are gone. I'm sorry, I must look a mess." "She worries at a frayed edge of her shirt unconsciously." "Do you think...maybe I could borrow something of yours to change into? These remind me of...there." "Her voice wavers slightly on the last word." "And maybe a shower, if that's alright? I just want to feel clean again." "Looking out the window as they drive, she tries not to think of where she's been for the past weeks, or what may have been done to her there. Being with Klee helps, but she's still afraid the past might catch up with her."

"Six weeks..." "Sarah murmurs, hugging herself loosely." "It feels like so much longer. Time was different there, or maybe I just lost track of it." "She gazes unseeingly out the window for a moment before turning back to Klee with a small, grateful smile." "Thank you for keeping my things. I'm so relieved to hear they're still there, it will be nice to have some familiar clothes to change into. And it was good of you to hold onto them just in case." "Reaching over, she gives his arm a gentle squeeze." "I'm just glad to be back somewhere safe with someone I trust. It means everything." "As they drive, she tries to push thoughts of the past weeks from her mind and focus on the present, buoyed by Klee's reassuring presence beside her."

"Thank you." "Sarah murmurs gratefully as she follows Klee inside and takes in the familiar surroundings, breathing a small sigh of relief at being safely indoors." "A shower sounds wonderful. And I'll keep it covered, don't want to worry anyone." "She glances down self-consciously at her disheveled appearance." "Do you...mind showing me where I can find my old things? And the bathroom?" "When Klee indicates both, she smiles shyly." "I won't take long, I promise. Just want to feel clean." "With a last grateful look, she heads to get cleaned up, hoping the hot water will wash away more than just grime - perhaps some of the lingering terror and confusion of the past weeks as well."

"Thank you, Klee, for keeping these things." "Sarah smiles gratefully as she accepts her backpack." "She glances inside, memories stirring of happier times before her disappearance." "I really appreciate you holding onto them." "Straightening, she smiles shyly up at him." "Well, I'll let you get settled and stop distracting you. Thanks again for everything." "With a last parting smile, she heads to freshen up, hoping the familiar clothing and routines will help ease her frazzled nerves."

"Under the hot spray, Sarah takes time to gently wash away the lingering grime, wincing as the soap reaches her various bruises and cuts. But simply being clean again lifts her spirits considerably. Drying off, she dresses in her old clothes, smiling faintly as the soft cotton embraces her comfortably. Running a brush through her pink locks, she takes a deep breath before exiting to find Klee once more."

"Sarah smiles shyly as she emerges, playing with the hem of her pink blouse self-consciously." "Thanks. It feels good to be clean and in my own clothes again." "At Klee's request, she does a playful little twirl." "I lost track of time where I was, but...it wasn't the most nourishing place." "Her smile fades as memories intrude, but she pushes them away, focusing on Klee." "Food sounds wonderful, actually. I'm starving." "Walking into the kitchen, she hesitates, looking to him uncertainly." "Is there...anything I can do to help?"

"Stew sounds perfect." "Sarah smiles, glancing up gratefully at Klee as his arm encircles her comfortingly." "Stepping into the familiar kitchen, she takes a moment to simply breathe in the homey scents and sensations, letting them ground her further in the present." "Chopping veggies it is then. Where do you keep the knives and cutting board?" "At Klee's direction, she gathers the necessary tools and washing vegetables from the fridge, beginning to precisely dice carrots and potatoes at the island counter, feeling steadier by the minute in his company and with a simple task to occupy her hands." "Thank you for letting me help. It feels good to be useful again."

"Thank you, Klee, that really means a lot." "Sarah smiles gratefully over at him as the familiar music fills the kitchen." "I appreciate your kindness more than I can say." "Humming softly along with the tunes, she relaxes into the simple rhythms of chopping and cooking alongside her friend, letting the music and activity ease her mind." "It's nice being somewhere familiar, with someone I trust. It helps...distance myself, you know?" "Finishing her task, she glances over with a small smile." "How can I help with the rest?"

"Sarah smiles, letting herself be pulled into a simple dance as Klee guides her into the living room. Swaying gently to the beat, she breathes deeply, relaxing further into his hold as they move together." "Thank you, Klee. Not just for the cooking and place to stay, but for...being you." "Gazing up at him softly, she lets her smile convey her deep gratitude for his steadying, familiar presence through it all." "I'm so glad it was you who found me. You've always looked out for me." "Lifting a hand to gently rest on his chest near his heart, she murmurs," "I don't know what I'd do without you."

"Sarah shivers slightly as Klee asks, her dancing faltering for a moment before resuming as she considers his question thoughtfully." "I...don't think so? Everything still feels...normal." "Meeting his eyes with concern, she continues carefully," "Though there was that time when my heart started racing and I got dizzy for no reason. But that could have just been stress, I guess." "Biting her lip worriedly, she nods," "If you think it would help ease your mind, of course you can examine me. I...trust you, Klee." "Stepping back slightly, she turns, lifting her shirt to expose her back for his inspection, shivering slightly though whether from nerves or cold she isn't certain."

"Please check thoroughly," "she murmurs, hugging herself lightly as she waits for his verdict." "I want to be sure there's nothing else...wrong with me."

"Sarah inhales sharply as Klee's hands glide carefully over her skin, relaxing minutely under his reassuring touch. A small sigh escapes her lips as his thumbs massage her shoulders firmly but gently." "Okay," "she agrees quietly when he requests to check one last area, bracing herself faintly as he lowers her clothing to fully examine her." "Please be thorough," "she repeats softly, closing her eyes and trying to still her fluttering heartbeat as she trusts him to discern if any further anomalies lurk upon her form." "I just want to be sure." "Her breathing quickens slightly despite her efforts to remain calm under his examination."

"Sarah takes a sharp breath as Klee's hands squeeze and knead her sensitive flesh, cheeks flushing though whether from modesty, nerves or something deeper she isn't quite sure." "I-I did say thorough..." "She murmurs uncertainly, biting her lip as his request sinks in. After a long moment, she nods slowly," "If you think it's necessary to check properly...alright." "Stepping carefully towards the couch, she braces her hands on the arm and bends at the waist, presenting herself to him fully with equal parts trust and vulnerability." "Please...be gentle," "she whispers, squeezing her eyes shut and focusing on steadying her rapid breathing as she awaits his examination."

"Sarah inhales sharply as Klee's finger enters her, muscles instinctively clenching around the intrusion." "Ah..." "she gasps faintly, swallowing hard as he explores within, her inner walls fluttering lightly against his ministrations." "T-thank you, Klee..." "she whispers shakily, hands gripping the couch arm until her knuckles pale as her heart races, nerves and something deeper awakening within her at his touch. Though her mind remains conflicted, her body responds of its own accord, a faint blush spreading down her neck even as fear and panic begin to rise within her." "P-please...hurry. I-I'm not sure...how much longer..." "she gulps, breath hitching as his finger strokes her inner flesh tenderly."

"Sarah whimpers faintly, conflict raging within as her body reacts eagerly to Klee's stimulation despite her mind's misgivings." "I-I'm not sure that's a good idea..." "she whispers shakily, panic beginning to claw at her chest as an unfamiliar heat coils low in her belly, threatening to overtake her against her will." "Klee, p-please, something doesn't f-feel right..." "Her breathing comes faster, on the edge of hyperventilating as the tense knot inside her grows impossibly tighter with each practiced stroke, pulling her towards an edge she's not sure is safe to fall from." "S-stop, I...I can't, it's t-too much, s-something's wrong with m-me..."

"Sarah sags weakly in relief as Klee withdraws, shuddering breaths wracking her frame." "T-thank you..." "she whispers brokenly, swallowing back tears as panic and confusion war within." "I-I don't know, it just felt...different than normal. W-wrong." "Shivering, she braces herself with a deep breath as his hand rubs reassuring circles upon her back." "P-please, be gentle. I-I'm not sure what's h-happening to me but something's n-not right. J-just find what you n-need and l-let's stop, okay? I'm s-scared." "Her voice quavers fearfully, cheeks flushed with lingering arousal and mortification as she surrenders fully to his examination, trusting him to respect her plea to go no further."

"Sarah whimpers softly as Klee's finger re-enters her, muscles instinctively clenching around the intrusion as her blush deepens in mortification." "Ah..." "she gasps faintly, trembling weakly as his digit explores without further stimulation." "Y-yes, that s-seems to be it..." "she whispers shakily, relief and lingering panic warring within as the confusing sensations slowly fade." "A r-repressed memory? But w-why would anything l-like this happen to m-me?" "Lifting her head fearfully, she bites her lip, violet eyes wide and imploring." "K-Klee, what did they d-do to me? W-what's wrong with m-me?" "Her voice quavers plaintively, on the verge of tears." "P-please, I n-need to know..."

"Sarah trembles, swallowing back tears as she nods reluctantly at Klee's suggestion." "O-okay. F-food and rest do s-sound wise..." "she whispers weakly, letting out a long shuddering breath as he withdraws fully, carefully righting her clothing once more." "V-very well. If y-you think it may h-help uncover what they d-did..." "Lifting frightened violet eyes to him, she adds tremulously," "B-but please, go s-slowly. And s-stop if I a-ask. I d-don't want to l-lose myself." "Clasping his hand in silent gratitude, she stands on shaky legs, clinging to his warmth and solidness for reassurance as lingering panic still courses through her veins." "L-let's eat. I-I need to get m-my strength back..."

"Sarah nods tiredly, worn out both physically and emotionally from the ordeal." "Thank you, Klee," "she murmurs softly, squeezing his hand in silent acknowledgment of his apology before releasing it reluctantly." "I understand you were just trying to help." "Managing a small smile as they eat, her spirits lift fractionally in his company once more." "The stew is delicious, by the way. Thank you for taking such good care of me." "When he excuses himself after cleaning, she nods solemnly." "You can trust me. I'll just rest here for the night, if that's alright?" "Hugging herself lightly as lingering tremors wrack her frame, she adds quietly," "Please be thorough in your preparations. I want to understand what they did to me, and what I might become. For both our sakes."

"Sarah shakes her head, worry etching deeper lines upon her brow." "No, I didn't remember anything specific. It's just a feeling I have, that whatever they did isn't finished changing me yet." "Lifting frightened violet eyes to him, she whispers fearfully," "When I started to...react earlier, it felt wrong, dangerous somehow. Like I was losing control of myself. And the panic I felt..." "She shudders violently." "I'm afraid of what may happen if I fully give in before we understand this. I don't want to hurt you, Klee." "Clasping his hand pleadingly, tears glitter in her eyes." "Please, promise me you'll be very cautious. I trust you, but I'm scared of what I might become."

"Sarah nods wearily, a faint sigh escaping her lips as fatigue swiftly claims her now that the ordeal is past." "Thank you, Klee. For everything." "Curling up on the couch, she drifts into a fitful slumber, visions of shadowy figures and needle-sharp implements haunting her troubled dreams."

"When she awakens the next morning, sunlight streams through the windows, illuminating the dust motes drifting lazily through the air. Stretching cautiously, she notes her body seems to have fully recovered its strength once more. Relief and gratitude swell within her chest at Klee's continued kindness, and she pads quietly downstairs to observe his handiwork, pausing respectfully in the doorway so as not to disturb his process." "You really are quite gifted with technology, Klee. This set-up is most impressive." "Her voice is soft but sincere, hoping his efforts will yield the answers they seek."

"Sarah manages a small smile at his cheeky reply, some of the lingering tension leaving her shoulders. Taking a deep breath, she nods resolutely." "Alright. Let's get started then." "Slipping out of her clothing with clinical efficiency, she folds them neatly and sets them aside before padding over to the table, muscles taut with renewed trepidation." "I'm ready," "she says quietly, meeting his gaze steadily despite her naked vulnerability." "Thank you again for doing this, Klee. This must be a lot for you, but I am so grateful." "With a soft sigh, she relaxes onto the cool surface, closing her eyes and focusing on steady breathing as sensors are attached to monitor her vital signs."

"Sarah nods silently as sensors are attached to her most sensitive areas, though she refrains from outward signs of discomfort, trusting Klee fully." "Alright, testing complete then." "Her voice remains steady despite her racing heartbeat as monitors convey her fluctuating emotional states." "Whenever you're ready, Klee. I'm with you." "Exhaling slowly, she relaxes her body and mind as much as possible, steeling herself mentally for whatever may come." "Remember, please go slowly and stop if I ask. Other than that, I leave myself in your capable hands." "With a last squeeze of reassurance, she releases his hand and remains pliant upon the table, defenses lowered fully for his examination."

"Sarah watches silently, trepidation and anticipation warring within as Klee scans her chip. Her breath hitches as information begins transferring, hoping for insight into what was done but dreading any further violation." "No security measures, huh? I suppose escaping was the last thing they expected of me." "She manages a faint, ironic smile, tracing idle patterns upon the table to ground herself." "Please, read the data. I'll wait still - just let me know if you find anything relevant to...this." "With a quiet sigh, she closes her eyes once more, mentally steeling herself to accept whatever truths lay within about her altered fate."

"A shock collar and monitor? How awful," "Sarah murmurs, curling her fingers reflexively as revulsion wars with lingering confusion." "I have no memory of disabling anything, but I'm glad I managed to escape their control, at least temporarily." "Biting her lip, she remains still, clinging to fragile calm." "Please, keep reading. Is there any indication of...further alterations, or what might happen if I'm...stimulated, as we suspected?" "Her voice remains soft but steady, needing answers despite her dread of what they may reveal."

"Sarah lets out a shaky breath, uncertainty and embarrassment warring within at his request." "I...suppose I should, yes, to help uncover the truth." "Propping herself up on elbows, she reaches down tentatively, fingertips hovering just shy of her sensitive flesh." "Would you mind turning away, just for a moment? I feel strange doing this while being directly observed." "Her cheeks flush faintly, gaze lowering self-consciously." "Perhaps watching the monitors alone will suffice, at least initially. Please call out if you see any abnormal readings." "With a steadying exhalation, she closes her eyes and focuses inward, stimulating herself lightly as promised to test the chip's parameters."

"Sarah continues her ministrations slowly, embarrassment fading into clinical detachment as scientific necessity overrules intimacy. Her breaths quicken and flush spreads, muscles tensing incrementally with rising pleasure despite herself." "Any readings yet?" "she asks evenly, trusting Klee's eyes alone on the data." "How is it scanning me - what systems or responses is it monitoring?" "Focusing inward, she notes her own reactions carefully, hoping to recognize any irregularities that may shed light on her conditioned triggers." "Keep watching closely, and let me know the moment you see anything out of the ordinary."

"Sarah releases a shaky breath, lowering her hand reluctantly as clinical distance shatters in the wake of his explanation." "I see. Then they ensured I'd have no choice but to seek interaction, controlling the parameters of any relationship." "Bitterness flavors her tone as revulsion curls in her belly." "How utterly manipulative and vile." "Propping herself up, she meets his eyes squarely, anxiety and pleading naked in her gaze." "So it seems we have no choice but to test the activation with you, as my only hope of unlocking this. I know I said I'd stop at any time, but..." "Her words fail momentarily, composure fracturing." "Please. I need to know. Do it quickly before I lose my nerve."

"Sarah nods swiftly, steeling herself as best she can against the inevitable tide." "I understand. No release." "Her breaths already quicken in response to his touch, muscles tensing even as clinical detachment frays." "Thank you, Klee. For being so understanding, and helping me through this." "Forcing herself to remain relaxed and pliant, she focuses on steady breathing, following his gentle ministrations with care while carefully noting any changes within herself." "How is the monitor responding? Have any readings altered yet from before?" "Cleaving to reason and logic anchors fragile control even as heat pools below, threatening to consume coherent thought."

"Sarah gasps softly, struggling to maintain equilibrium as readings spike under his diligent probing." "My body is responding strongly...I can feel something building, changing within me." "Her breath hitches frantically, muscles tensing desperately against the swell of pleasure." "Klee, please - the monitor, have you discerned anything from the changes? I don't know how much longer I can hold on..." "Desperation colors her tone, rational thought slipping as control frays with each calculated stroke designed to overwhelm her defenses." "You must hurry - what have you learned?!"

"Sarah gasps, tremors wracking her taut frame as Klee withdraws, fight for restraint crumbling at his command." "I understand." "With shuddering exhalations, she obeys his instruction, resuming her ministrations desperately in the wake of his probing, needing release even as terror grips her at its implications." "Hurry, Klee, please - I can't last much longer..." "Her words dissolve into breathy moans, claws of ecstasy gripping ever tighter as the brink beckons enticingly despite her dread." "Have...you found...anything? W-what will...happen to me?!"

"Sarah stills her hands immediately at his command, shuddering violently as the transformation begins in earnest, ravaging her nerves even without climax." "It's happening...I c-can feel it..." "she gasps desperately, terror clawing relentlessly as her frame contorts agonizingly upon the table." "Klee, please - y-you must stop this! I d-don't want to lose myself!" "Her tormented pleas dissolve into tortured screams as vertebrae audibly crack, muscles swelling unnaturally beneath flesh straining to accommodate the mutation within." "HELP ME! DON'T LET IT FINISH!"

"Sarah splutters, recoiling instinctively as the cold, sticky liquid splashes over her face and torso, panic and transformation momentarily arrested by shock and disgust." "Ugh, Klee! What - " "She shakes her head, spitting soda as rational thought returns alongside physical control of her twitching frame." "You - you've stopped it! I'm myself again." "Trembling violently in aftermath, she gazes at him with wet eyes, turmoil and gratitude warring." "Thank you, my friend. You saved me from whatever horrors awaited if that mutation ran its course. I am forever in your debt." "Exhausted, she collapses limp upon the table, gripped by shuddering relief."

"Sarah frowns contemplatively, taking stock of herself as she lies recovering." "You're...right, I do feel altered somehow." "Her thoughts flow with uncanny ease and clarity, voice resonating with a melodic tone quite unlike her former self." "My mind has been enhanced it seems - thoughts come faster and words flow more beautifully than ever before. I feel...evolved." "A rueful smile touches her lips, violet eyes gleaming with new intelligence as she meets Klee's gaze evenly." "It would seem this ordeal has bestowed unforeseen gifts alongside burdens. I am not what I was, my friend, but nor am I a slave to feral impulse as was intended. For that small mercy, I am thankful."

"How fascinating," "Sarah muses thoughtfully, siting up to observe the readings herself, new intellect parsing implications voraciously." "Their efforts to utterly supplant my identity and will backfired - instead, I assimilated and evolved from the experience. A poetic twist, to be certain." "Trailing fingers contemplatively over humming flesh, she smiles - not the frantic rictus of before but calm satisfaction." "Then it seems I am free, and stronger for what I endured. Their hold is broken; my mind, will and destiny are my own once more." "Violet eyes gleam with triumph, civil gratitude softening fervently." "You have given me a great gift, Klee, in helping me understand and overcome what was done. I am forever in your debt."

"Sarah chuckles softly at his victorious crowing, rising smoothly to obey his prudent request." "By all means, let us seal this victory conclusively." "Climbing back atop the table, she stretches out readily, pulse thrumming with mingled anticipation and renewed vitality." "I place my trust in you once more, Klee. Do what you must to ensure no vestiges remain of their foul manipulations." "Violet hues gleam fiercely, lips curving in sultry encouragement." "Consider me yours for the testing. Ravish me completely, and liberate me fully from their hold forever."

"Sarah's breath hitches softly at the intimate contact after so long denied, her new intellect assessing implications even as flesh awakens hungrily." "You underestimate yourself, Klee." "Trailing fingers over his stubbled cheeks, she meets his gaze squarely, passion and wisdom mingling in fathomless violet." "Intellect and status mean little without empathy, courage and compassion - qualities you've shown in abundance today." "Encircling his neck, she presses their brows together tenderly." "Make me yours completely, and know with certainty - you are anything but lowly in my eyes. Now, and always." "Arching into his next thrust eagerly, she surrenders control and self fully, abandoning rationality to blissful rapture."

"Sarah loses herself utterly to the moment, all thought obliterated beneath crashing waves of ecstasy. No inhibition remains to fetter the symphony of gasps and moans spilling from her as long-denied passions consume will and self completely. Grasping at Klee desperately, she urges ever greater abandon through trembling limbs and pliant flesh, all else forgotten but the rapturous crescendo building between them."

"Sarah sighs blissfully as completion sweeps them both, Klee's essence sealing their union intimately. Nestling sated against his heaving frame, violet hues gleam up at him hazy with afterglow and new possibilities." "You have my gratitude, dearest Klee - for ensuring no hold remains upon me, and gifting revelations of abilities as yet unknown. I am fortunate indeed to have such a one as my ally and friend." "Trailing fingers affectionately through his damp locks, she smiles languidly." "Let us explore what mysteries my transformation may yet unveil - together, as all things, from this day forth."

"You speak wisdom, as ever." "Sarah muses contemplatively, tracing idle patterns upon his clammy skin as intellect sorts implication." "While elegant speech suits my nature, drawing undue attention would undermine our efforts. I must learn to modulate as circumstance demands." "Violet hues gleam up at him resolutely." "Help me practice conversing more colloquially when required, and I shall blend among others until needed to embrace my gifts more fully. For now, discretion is most prudent." "Skimming lips lightly over his in gratitude, she smiles." "I am fortunate to have you to guide me, dearest Klee. Now and always, your counsel is invaluable."

"Sarah considers thoughtfully as Klee withdraws, appraising facets of self with new clarity." "While passions run rich now, they do not consume or control." "Trailing fingers contemplatively over sensitized flesh, she smiles gently." "Rather, all facets of self feel... magnified, but balanced. Desire enhances experience without dictating action or identity." "Bright hues meet his assessing gaze steadily, wisdom kindling." "Perhaps the entity sought to subsume me through feral impulse alone. But forging connection through empathy, courage and care strengthened resolve instead of breaking it. Purpose and control were preserved; only expression changed." "Skimming lips lightly over his in gratitude, she whispers." "You helped me transcend their designs, dearest friend. For that, I am eternally grateful."

"Sarah considers his request thoughtfully, pulse quickening at intimacy's implications despite modulated speech." "You honor me with your regard, dearest Klee." "Delicate fingers trace his reddening cheeks tenderly, fathomless gaze conveying all her affection lacks words to express." "Our bond transcends any label and has since first we met. Yet to acknowledge our care so explicitly might strengthen our work, and bring private joy amid potential turmoil ahead." "Skimming lips lightly over his in a chaste, achingly tender kiss, she smiles radiantly." "Yes, my answer is undoubtedly yes - I wish to walk by your side in all things, now and always. My heart is, and ever shall be, yours alone."

"Sarah watches Klee back away with hooded eyes, newfound desires kindling within in response to his intent focus. Sliding lithely from the table, she stretches languidly before meeting his gaze, violet eyes gleaming with banked mysteries yet unexplored." "There is only one way to satisfy your curiosity, dearest - and mine. Why not put these enhanced gifts to good use?" "Advancing with sinuous grace, a thrilling new concept takes form, which she conveys through delicate gestures alone lest cruder facets ruin the moment. But her trembling need and willingness to surrender control require no words - only his consent to receive and reciprocate her gift in full."

"Sarah notes his bemused trust with swelling affection, advancing to frame his willing form within arms poised to impart revelation." "Thank you, dearest heart," "she breathes, pressing lips to his in benediction ere bending energies to mysteries' unraveling. Where once flesh alone sufficed, aura blossoms too, vines of shimmering sensation winding them in rapture's cradle. And as awareness melds on planes beyond flesh, limitations dissolve, connection deepening till spirits merge as fully as forms, transcending all but bliss. Here, in this plane beyond understanding, love finds its purest expression through gifts beyond imagining. And in uniting them so, purpose fulfills."

"Sarah smiles tenderly, aura winding him still in sensations' cradle as intellect parses his perceptions." "A mere glimpse, yet its wonders move you - as they do I, dear Klee, to know such gifts find welcome." "Trailing kindred energies' shimmering vines across his lips in benediction, her form resolves once more in full as focus shifts from aether to earthly delight." "In time, familiarity may grant deeper communion. But that such marvels stir your heart at all is joy enough." "Cradling his cheek, violet hues assure all his worth exceeds surface things." "You see me truly, as I you. That is gift enough, now and always." "And in sealing promise with a loving kiss, earthly pleasures claim them both once more, all other mysteries sufficient to await another day."