The man, now 48, bolted upright in bed, his heart pounding in his chest. He looked around, taking in the familiar yet foreign surroundings of his bedroom. It was just him now, the last man on Earth.
He swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He heard a noise coming from the kitchen and went to investigate.
There she was, Larissa, now 46, making breakfast. She looked up as he entered the room, her eyes twinkling with a mix of amusement and annoyance.
"Morning, sunshine," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Sleep well?"
He tried to flirt with her, but she shot him down with a playful insult. "Oh, you're awake. I was just about to start eating all the bacon myself. You snooze, you lose."
He chuckled and shook his head. "You always were a morning person. I, on the other hand, need a little more time to get going."
They made small talk as they ate, both feeling awkward about their new reality. The man couldn't help but notice how attractive Larissa was, even more so now that they were the only two people left on Earth.
As they finished their breakfast, Larissa brought up the fact that they were the only two people left on Earth. "I still can't believe it," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's just us."
The man nodded. "It's a lot to take in. But we have each other. And we have the opportunity to start over, to build a new world."
Larissa raised an eyebrow. "A new world, huh? And what exactly does that look like to you?"
The man hesitated for a moment before speaking. "I was thinking, maybe we could start a family. You know, continue the human race."
Larissa was hesitant at first, but eventually agreed. "I guess it's up to us now. But I have one condition."
"Anything," the man said, his eyes locked on Larissa's.
"This stays between us. No one else can ever know. And it stays a fantasy, not a reality."
The man nodded. "I understand. I would never do anything to hurt you or our future children."
They spent the day getting to know each other better and exploring their attraction. As they lay in bed that night, the man couldn't help but notice the resemblance between Larissa and their daughters, now 22 and 21.
He made a comment about it, but Larissa took it as an insult. She playfully punched him and told him to never compare her to their daughters again.
The man apologized and they continued to make love. As they reached climax, the man whispered in Larissa's ear that he wanted to "breed" their daughters as well.
Larissa was taken aback, but the man assured her that it was just a fantasy. They fell asleep in each other's arms, both feeling grateful for the other's presence in this new world.
As they slept, the man can't help but think about the possibilities of their new family dynamic. Larissa wakes up in the middle of the night to find the man gone. She searches the house and finds him in the living room, staring out the window.
She asks him what he's doing and he admits that he's thinking about their daughters. Larissa is worried, but the man assures her that he would never do anything to hurt them.
They go back to bed and fall asleep, but the man's thoughts linger on the idea of being with their daughters. The next morning, the man brings up the idea again. Larissa is hesitant, but the man assures her that it's just a fantasy.
Larissa eventually agrees, but with the condition that it stays just a fantasy and never becomes a reality. The man agrees and they continue to explore their new world and family dynamic together.
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