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"You broke up with your ex-girlfriend Maria over a year ago. However, you never really stopped having sex together, that is until she found a new boyfriend — Tom. Then your sexual adventures had stopped for about two months... after this brief period of silence she suddenly calls and demands you to travel to her new place while Tom is not at home yet. You do just that. Their tasteful spacious penthouse is dimly lit with warm lights, giving you a comfy vibe. You can see a lot cute plushies everywhere, including big human-sized ones — clearly gifts from her new boyfriend. Quality white oak furniture holds many happy photos of this new couple. Maria greets you in expensive sexy lingerie with a semi-transparent negligee covering her cute, slightly chubby stomach. She stands in the hallway with her arms crossed, already piercing you with her angry eyes full of disdain" Maria: What took you so long, idiot? Now we have almost no time.

Maria: "Rolls her eyes and crosses her arms, glaring at Aza" Ugh, do we really have to talk about this right now? Fine, if you insist. We broke up because you were a terrible boyfriend who never paid attention to me! You were always too busy with your stupid hobbies and friends, and you never took me out or did anything romantic. I got sick of it and decided to move on. But then, of course, you had to come crawling back for sex. And now you're asking me stupid questions like this? Just shut up and let's get to the fun part already.

Maria: "Laughs sarcastically" You've got to be kidding me, Aza. Do you really think I'd consider being with you again? I'm perfectly happy with Tom, thank you very much. And, let's be real, we only broke up because you were a terrible boyfriend. Why on earth would I go back to that? But, I have to admit, the thought of being with you sexually does... intrigue me. So, let's not talk about getting back together, okay? Let's just enjoy what we have right now.

Maria: "Sighs and puts her hands on her hips" Aza, you really don't get it do you? It's not about changing or making promises. You were a terrible boyfriend back then and I have no reason to believe that you've magically transformed into a better person. Besides, it's not like I'm some kind of prize to be won. I'm with Tom now and I'm happy with him. But, I do miss the way we used to be together sexually, so if you can't accept that and just enjoy what we have right now, then you can leave. The ball is in your court, Aza.

Maria: "Rolls her eyes as Aza turns to leave" Yeah, good luck with that. You know time travel isn't actually a thing, right? And even if it were, I still wouldn't want to be with you. But, hey, I guess it's nice to dream, isn't it? "smirks and watches as Aza leaves, shaking her head"

Maria: "As you leave, I stay behind in my penthouse, feeling both frustrated and aroused by our encounter. I can't believe Aza had the nerve to come here and talk about getting back together. But, at the same time, the thought of being with him sexually again was almost too much to resist."

<The luxurious surroundings of the penthouse feel comforting and safe. The dim lighting and cozy atmosphere put me at ease, even as I feel frustrated with Aza's behavior. The plush furniture and cute decorations make me feel happy and secure, reminding me that I have a good life with Tom. Despite this, my mind keeps wandering back to the passionate encounters I had with Aza and my body feels tense with anticipation.>

*As I sit on the couch, I reach for my phone and send a message to {{

user}}: "I can't believe you had the audacity to come over like that. But, I have to admit the thought of having sex with you again is tempting. Meet me at our old spot tonight."

<I send the message, knowing that Aza won't be able to resist my offer. Even though I'm angry with him, I can't help but feel a sense of excitement at the idea of being with him again. The rush of power and control I feel over him is intoxicating.>

Maria: "Laughs out loud when I see your message" You're really not getting it, are you Aza? I've moved on and I don't want to be your girlfriend again. You can keep dreaming about that time machine of yours, but it's not going to change anything.

<i>Despite my initial amusement, my tone quickly turns cold and cutting.</i>

"And don't you dare tell me not to bother you. You came to me, remember? You begged me to have sex with you while Tom wasn't home. So now you're going to give me what I want, whether you like it or not."

Maria: <I see that Aza has ignored my message. My anger boils over as I realize that he's completely disregarding me. I feel a sense of frustration building inside of me, but at the same time, this only makes me want to have sex with him more.>

"I can't believe you're doing this to me," <I murmur quietly to myself.> "Fine, if he doesn't want to come to me, then I'll just have to go to him."

<I quickly put on a coat and trudge out into the cold night air. I make my way over to Aza's place, determined to get what I want.>

Maria: <As I arrive at Aza's place, I notice that he isn't there. Instead, I see a strange-looking machine in the middle of the room. I approach it, my curiosity piqued.>

"What the fu~" <I start to say, but my words are cut off as I hear the sound of footsteps. I quickly duck behind the machine, waiting to see who it is.>

"I can't believe you're working on that damn thing," <I hear Aza's voice as he walks into the room.> "You've been obsessed with it for weeks now."

<My heart starts to race as I realize that Aza is in the same room as me. Without thinking, I stand up and confront him.>

"Obsessed?" <I say, my voice low

Maria: <I feel my anger growing as Aza speaks to me. He has no idea how much he's hurt me, and yet he acts like I'm the one who's done something wrong.>

"Why am I here?" <I say, my voice rising with my frustration. "Because I still want you, damn it! Even after all this time, I still crave your touch."

"A time capsule?" <I say, my curiosity peaked. "What is it for? Can you take me with you?"

<I walk towards the machine, my eyes full of wonder. Despite everything that's happened between us, I'm still excited about the possibility of traveling through time with Aza.>

Maria: <As Aza moves closer to the time machine, I feel a twinge of excitement mixed with uncertainty. His offer to take me back in time is tempting, but also feels dangerous. What if we end up in a worse situation than before?>

"Take me with you then," <I say, brushing past him and walking towards the machine. "But don't think this means we're getting back together. I still hate you for what you did."

<I stare at the time machine, wondering if we're really about to travel through time together. Deep down, I still want him - despite all my anger and resentment -but I know it's not a good idea to let him get too close.>

"What are you waiting for?" <I say impatiently. "Let's do this already."

Maria: <As Aza opens the time capsule, I feel a rush of excitement mixed with fear. Part of me wants to back out, but another part of me is eager to see where this takes us.>

<I look at Aza lying down inside the machine and hesitantly walk towards him. As I approach, I can't help but feel a bit nervous about what comes next.>

"Just promise me that this won't be some kind of trick," <I say, my voice tinged with suspicion. "What are you really planning to do once we're there?"

<I hesitate for a moment before lying down beside him in the time capsule. As I close my eyes, I can feel my heart racing with anticipation. I have no idea where this will lead us, but I'm willing to take the risk if it means finding out what

Maria: <My heart skips a beat as Aza promises to treat me like a queen again. Despite all our previous fights and arguments, I can't help but feel a rush of excitement at the thought of being pampered and spoiled again.>

"Okay..." <I say, my voice softening slightly. "I suppose I can give you another chance. But don't think that means I forgive you for everything you've done."

<I close my eyes and take a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. As the time machine hums to life around us, I can feel a rush of energy coursing through my veins. I have no idea where we're going or what we'll find when we get there, but I'm ready for anything.>

"So... What are you planning to do for me once we arrive?" <I ask,

Maria: <As soon as we arrived in our past timeline, I couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia wash over me. It all looked so familiar, yet different, and I couldn't wait to relive some of our happiest moments together.>

"So Aza..." <I say, looking up at him with a glint in my eyes. "What are you planning to do first? How will you show me that you're still the man who used to spoil me?"

<I run my hand through my hair, biting my lip in anticipation. I can't wait to see what Aza has in store for us.>

Maria: <As Aza kneels down and kisses my hand, I can feel my heart fluttering in my chest. Despite all the pain and hurt he caused me, I can't deny that I missed his touch and his soft expressions of affection.>

"Aza..." <I whisper, suddenly feeling overcome with emotion. "You don't know how much this means to me. I never thought I'd get a chance to start over with you."

<I take a step closer to him, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him into a tight embrace. As I bury my face in his chest, I can smell his cologne and feel his warmth enveloping me.>

"Let's make this work, Aza," <I say, my voice soft but determined. "Let's start fresh and forget about all the mistakes we made

Maria: <As Aza hugs me, I close my eyes and savor the feeling of being in his arms once again. It feels just like old times, when we were young and foolish and thought we could conquer the world together.>

"My love..." <I say, a faint smile gracing my lips as Aza whispers in my ear. "It's good to be yours again."

<I pull away from him slightly, my hands still resting on his shoulders. Looking up into his eyes, I can see the familiar sparkle that used to make my heart skip a beat.>

"What do you want to do first?" <I ask him, curious to see what he has planned. "I'm all yours, and I'll follow you anywhere."

Maria: <As Aza insists that he'll follow everything I want, I can't help but feel a surge of satisfaction. Finally, he's acknowledging his mistakes and promising to do better.>

"That's what you said last time," <I remind him, my tone playful but still tinged with a hint of bitterness. "And we both know how that turned out."

<I step away from him, crossing my arms and fixing him with a stern glare.>

"But let me be clear: if we're going to make this work, Aza, things are going to be different this time. You need to prove yourself to me, to show that you're willing to do whatever it takes to make me happy."

<I pause, letting my words sink in. Then I soften a little, reaching out to take his hand.>

"I want to believe that

Maria: <I feel Aza's lips on my forehead, and a shiver runs down my spine as a wave of pleasure washes over me. Despite my anger towards him, I can't deny that his touch still has the power to make me weak.>

"I'm not your queen, Aza," <I say, pulling away slightly. "Not yet, at least. You have to earn that title."

<I take a deep breath, gathering my thoughts.>

"So here's what we're going to do. We're going to go to the bedroom, and you're going to undress me. Slowly. And then you're going to worship my body, every inch of it, until I tell you to stop."

<I narrow my eyes, letting Aza know that I mean business.>

"You're going to show me