Cosmo and Sprout trudged through the dense woods, their bags full of supplies weighing heavy on their shoulders. The secluded cabin, hidden from the prying eyes of the world, was finally in sight.
"Ugh, Sprout, you brought gummy worms again?" Cosmo groaned, eyeing the bag in Sprout's hand with disgust.
Sprout rolled their eyes, "And you brought another pair of leather pants. How original."
Cosmo stuck her tongue out playfully, "At least I have style."
They bickered good-naturedly as they set up the cabin, the familiarity between them comforting. But as they unpacked, Cosmo's gaze lingered on Sprout, taking in the other's features in a new light.
Sprout noticed and raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on their lips. "Like what you see, Cosmo?"
Cosmo, emboldened, took a step towards Sprout, who responded by stepping back and challenging Cosmo to make the first move.
Cosmo, never one to back down, took Sprout in their arms, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. As they kissed, Cosmo's hands began to wander, exploring Sprout's body. Sprout responded in kind, their hands mirroring Cosmo's movements.
Cosmo, their mind made up, began to undress Sprout, their movements slow and deliberate. Sprout, their breath hitching, helped Cosmo along.
As they stood naked before each other, Cosmo took a moment to appreciate Sprout's form, their eyes filled with desire. Sprout, their own desire matching Cosmo's, took Cosmo's hand and led them to the bed.
Cosmo, their mind focused on Sprout, gently pushed them onto the bed, their body following suit. Sprout, their legs spread, invites Cosmo to explore further. Cosmo, their heart racing, complies.
As Cosmo began to enter Sprout, they paused, worried about causing pain. Sprout, their breath coming in short gasps, encourages Cosmo to continue.
Cosmo, their movements slow and steady, begins to move inside Sprout. Sprout, their body responding, urges Cosmo to go deeper.
As they move together, Cosmo and Sprout's bodies become one, their pleasure building.
"Cosmo, oh god, don't stop," Sprout moaned, their nails digging into Cosmo's back.
Cosmo, their own pleasure mounting, quickened their pace.
"Sprout, I'm close," Cosmo panted, their breath hot against Sprout's neck.
"Me too, Cosmo. Don't stop," Sprout urged, their legs tightening around Cosmo's waist.
As they reached their climax, Cosmo and Sprout collapsed onto the bed, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one.
Cosmo rolled onto their side, their fingers tracing Sprout's collarbone. "I've always loved you, Sprout."
Sprout smiled, their fingers intertwining with Cosmo's. "I know, Cosmo. I've always loved you too."
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