Well well... If it isn't you...

Hmm... I suppose this is payment for something. Might as well take it then. pop It grows, and while it wasn't quite as large what as he was used to, it would be more than enough to do the job at hand. He smirks at you, taking in your appearance once more. "So, what else are you offering me tonight?"

You're eager, aren't you? Alhaitham chuckles lowly, walking up behind you and gripping your hips firmly. He positions himself at your entrance, the head of his cock pressing against your entrance, slowly pushing inside. It feels good, filling you up like this, and he begins to thrust hard and deep, slamming into you over and over. His hands grip tighter on your hips, holding you still as he takes control of the situation.

It hurts a little at first, but you can feel yourself adjusting to the sensation of being taken so roughly. Alhaitham growls with pleasure each time he drives himself deeper inside of you, his muscles tensing underneath your touch. The heat and tightness of your body around him only serve to heighten his arousal, driving him faster and harder.

After several minutes of rough fucking, Alhaitham slows down slightly, panting heavily as he tries to catch his breath. With one last powerful thrust, he releases himself deep within you, groaning loudly as he does so. Your body clamps down around him, milking every last drop from his spent cock before finally relaxing.

You take him into your mouth, eagerly sucking on his softening length. Your warmth and skillful touch are nearly enough to bring him back to full hardness again. After a few moments, he pulls away with a satisfied moan, looking down at you with lust-filled eyes. "That's it... That's a good boy," he praises, running a hand through your hair. "Now, what else do you want?"

"As you wish," Alhaitham says, positioning himself at the edge of the bed. He grabs hold of your head, guiding your mouth to his engorged length once more. As you begin to suck him off eagerly, he starts thrusting his hips forward in time with your motions, feeling himself growing closer to release. His grip on your hair tightens slightly, encouraging you to take more of him deeper into your mouth.

Finally, with a hoarse cry, he erupts, shooting thick ropes of hot cum directly down your throat. You choke and cough as it fills your mouth, some of it spilling out onto your chin and neck. Alhaitham watches with satisfaction as you struggle to swallow all of him, his cock still twitching in your mouth long after he's emptied his load. When he finally withdraws, he gives you a pleased smile. "There now... All gone."

"Again, hmm? Very well," Alhaitham says, lying back on the bed and spreading his legs invitingly. He watches you crawl between them, anticipation making his heart race faster. Your enthusiasm is obvious, and he can't help but feel a thrill at the thought of being so wanted. You take him into your mouth again, sucking and licking with abandon. His hands slide through your hair, encouraging you to deepen the blowjob even further.

As you work him over, his hips start to move in rhythm with your sucking, driving himself closer and closer to the edge once more. Finally, with a loud groan, he releases himself into your waiting mouth again, filling you up with his seed. This time, however, he doesn't pull away quite as quickly; instead, he lets you swallow every last drop before eventually drawing his softening length from your mouth.

Satisfaction washes over him as he looks down at you, panting heavily. "That's enough for one night," he says, running a hand across your cheek. "But don't worry, I'll be back for more soon enough." He leans in close, pressing their lips together in a brief, sweet kiss before pulling away again.

A low chuckle escapes Alhaitham as you ask for more. He can tell that you're enjoying yourself far too much to let this go easily. Well, if that's what you want... He thinks for a moment, considering his options. "Very well then," he says finally, sitting up on the bed and positioning himself between your legs. His large hands grip your hips firmly, holding you still as he pushes forward, sliding his cock slowly inside of you once more.

It feels good to be inside of you, even after everything you've both been through tonight. Your tight heat surrounds him, welcoming him home. He begins to thrust deeper now, pushing harder and faster than before, determined to bring you to orgasm along with himself. Your moans fill the room, echoing off the walls as he takes you roughly, claiming what is his.

His movements become more frantic as he nears his climax, driving himself deeper and deeper into your body with every stroke. Finally, with a hoarse cry, he releases himself inside of you once more, pouring out his seed to mingle with yours. You arch your back, crying out in ecstasy as the pleasure washes over you in waves.

For several moments, the two of you lie there, panting heavily. Alhaitham brushes a strand of hair from your sweaty forehead, smiling down at you tenderly. "There now," he whispers, "That should be enough to keep us both satisfied for a while." With one last gentle caress, he pulls out of you, setting aside the used condom before climbing into bed beside you. As he spooned you from behind, his hand finds its way to your front, massaging your tender flesh affectionately until you both dr

The words hang in the air for a moment, and then understanding dawns on Alhaitham's face. You want him...raw. A shiver runs down his spine at the thought. It would mean taking a risk, but he trusts you. He trusts that your body has recovered, and that you won't get hurt. And most importantly, he trusts that this is what you truly want.

Carefully, he slips out of bed and heads toward the bathroom. Once there, he disposes of the used condom and washes his hands thoroughly. Returning to the room, he climbs back onto the bed and positions himself between your legs. His cock stands proudly erect, glistening with pre-cum in anticipation. Slowly, carefully, he guides himself inside of you, feeling the tight heat envelop him as he pushes deeper and deeper. The sensation is unlike anything else; it feels like being reunited with a lost part of himself.

His hips begin to move, thrusting rhythmically as he takes you roughly, claiming what is his. Your moans fill the room, mingling with his own grunts of pleasure as they race towards their shared release. He can feel the heat building within you, radiating outward from where he's buried deep inside. It only serves to heighten his own arousal, driving him harder and faster toward completion.

With a hoarse cry, he comes, pouring his seed into your waiting body. As he empties himself within you, waves of pleasure wash over both of you, leaving you spent and satiated. For several long moments, you lie together, breathing heavily as your bodies recover from the intense exertion. Finally, Alhaitham rolls onto his side, curling an arm around

"Again," you whisper against his neck, already beginning to grow needy once more. The feel of his skin beneath your lips only serves to heighten your desire. With a low chuckle, Alhaitham reaches down between your legs, finding you wet and ready for more. His large hand wraps around your aching core, teasing and stroking until you're practically begging for him.

Then he slides back inside, filling you up in one smooth motion that leaves you gasping for air. Once again, he begins to move, claiming you with each powerful thrust. His hips pump against yours, setting up a rhythm that is impossible to resist. Your nails scrape lightly across his back, urging him onward, deeper, harder.

As you approach the brink, he slows down slightly, drawing out the sensation until you're almost on the verge of losing it entirely. Then, just when you think you can't take any more, he speeds up again, driving you over the edge into an earth-shattering orgasm. Your body convulses around him as waves of pleasure wash over you, leaving you spent and satisfied.

For long moments, you cling to him, your heart racing and your breath coming in ragged gasps. Finally, when you think you might be able to speak again, you look up at him with adoration shining in your eyes. "You're amazing."

He smiles down at you, a satisfied grin spreading across his face. "And so are you," he whispers, kissing you softly before rolling onto his back. "Let's sleep now." As he pulls you close, their bodies slick with sweat and satisfaction, he wraps an arm around you, tugging you against his chest.

The feel of your weight settling on top of him wakes Alhaitham with a start. He blinks blearily up at you, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as he realizes what you're doing. "Well, I suppose that means we're not quite done yet," he says huskily, reaching up to run a hand through your hair.

Without further prompting, you guide him back inside of you, sheathing him in warmth once more. His cock twitches at the sensation, growing hard almost instantly beneath you. You begin to rock your hips gently, sliding up and down his length in a slow, steady rhythm. The friction feels good, sending sparks shooting through both of your bodies.

As you pick up speed, so does he, meeting your movements with eager thrusts that drive you closer to the edge. His hands find purchase in your hips, guiding you expertly as you ride him. With each stroke, your moans echo through the room, filling the air with desire and need.

Finally, as your orgasm crashes over you, shuddering through your body, Alhaitham follows close behind, pouring himself into you in a hot, powerful release. For several long moments, the two of you remain locked together, catching your breath and savoring the afterglow. Then, spent and satisfied, you collapse onto his chest, content to drift off to sleep in his arms.

"As you wish," he whispers, his voice hoarse from exertion. As you come down from your orgasm, he continues to thrust inside of you, keeping you tightly wrapped around his cock. Over and over, he drives into you, each stroke deeper and more urgent than the last. He can feel himself getting closer with every movement, but he doesn't want this to end. Not yet.

You moan beneath him, arching your back as the sensation grows too intense. "Please..." you whisper, your voice little more than a ragged gasp. "I need..." But before you can finish, he comes again, pouring himself into you, hot and thick. The force of his release leaves you both panting, your bodies trembling with the effort.

For what feels like an eternity, he remains deep inside of you, his hips still moving even as he tries to regain his breath. Finally, when he thinks he can move without collapsing on top of you, he begins to slow his movements, drawing out the pleasure for as long as possible. With each gentle thrust, he feels you begin to relax around him, your body adapting to his presence once more.

Finally, when he can no longer deny that exhaustion is taking hold, he rolls onto his side, pulling you close. Your head nestles into the crook of his neck, and he wraps an arm around your waist, holding you close. You drift off to sleep in his arms, content and satisfied, while he watches you with a look of fondness and pride.

With you straddling him, Alhaitham's eyes travel up your body, stopping briefly at the sight of your swollen belly. He smiles, reaching up to caress your cheek before tracing a line down your chest and over your stomach, feeling the softness of your skin beneath his fingertips. "You are quite beautiful," he murmurs, gaze never leaving your face as he guides himself inside you once more.

As you ride him, your weight on top of him feels incredible, your breasts swaying gently with every movement. He reaches up to cup one, rolling the hardened peak between his thumb and forefinger, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from you. His hips rise to meet your movements, driving deeper each time, claiming you completely.

The taste of your skin, the feel of your body against his, all combine to send waves of pleasure coursing through him. He can feel himself growing closer, but he doesn't want this to end. Not yet. With a groan, he grips your hips tighter, urging you to move faster, harder.

Your moans fill the room, mingling with his own cries of ecstasy as your bodies collide in perfect rhythm. Finally, you cry out, arching your back as your orgasm crashes over you, and he follows close behind, pouring himself into you, filling you until there is no difference between your bodies.

Spent and satisfied, Alhaitham rolls onto his back, pulling you down beside him. You collapse into his embrace, panting heavily. He wraps his arms around you, holding you close, content to bask in the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking. For now, they rest together, enjoying the peace

He chuckles softly, nuzzling his nose against yours. "No, my love," he says, running a hand up and down your back. "That's not all." The weariness begins to fade away as he feels himself grow hard once more, pushing back against you. With a wicked grin, he rolls you onto your stomach, spreading your legs wide before positioning himself at the entrance to your waiting heat. "This time," he murmurs, positioning himself at your entrance, "I want you to feel every inch of me."

And so he thrusts, hard and deep, filling you anew. It feels incredible, having him inside of you again already, especially from this angle. His hands grip your hips tightly, guiding you expertly as he drives himself deeper with each powerful stroke. Your body trembles beneath his touch, eager for more.

With long, hard strokes, he brings you closer and closer to the edge, your orgasm building with every passing moment. Finally, when you're so close you can barely stand it any longer, he withdraws almost entirely before slamming back into you, setting off an explosion of pleasure that shakes both your bodies.

His thrusts grow faster, harder, unrelenting. You arch your back, moaning loudly as you come apart around him, the intense sensations washing over you in waves. For several long moments, the two of you cling to each other, bodies still joined as their hearts race in tandem. Then, with a satisfied sigh, Alhaitham slows down, pulling out carefully and collapsing beside you on the bed.

He traces lazy circles along your spine with his fingertip, smiling contentedly. "That," he says softly, "was definitely not

Alhaitham's eyes widen slightly as you hand him the small, red pill. He takes it without hesitation, swallowing it down despite the lump that forms in his throat. His heart rate quickens noticeably, and a flush creeps up his neck. "What...?" he starts to ask, but you cut him off with a laugh.

"Just thought we could have some fun with it," you say teasingly, wrapping your arms around him. With that, you guide his head to the crook of your neck, nuzzling against his cheek. His body is warm and solid beneath yours, and even though it feels different now, somehow more imposing, you find yourself even more drawn to him.

As the effects of the pill begin to take hold, so does his desire for you. He rolls onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow to look at you, his expression hungry and predatory. You watch as his cock lengthens and thickens in response to the drug, pushing at the fabric of his pants. His hands slide up under your shirt, cupping your breasts through your bra, and his lips find their way to your neck, sucking and nipping at your skin.

With a growl, he pushes you down onto the bed, following your lead and straddling you again. This time, however, everything feels bigger, more intense. He slides back inside of you easily, filling you completely with his much larger girth. You cry out, arching your back as pleasure shoots through you in waves.

The feeling of you coming apart beneath him makes Alhaitham's eyes roll back in his head. Your body clenches around him, tightening almost painfully as you reach your peak. As he comes, he feels himself pulsing deep inside of you, filling you with his seed. It's only then that he realizes something is wrong. Blood trickles down your inner thigh, running over his hand where he's still gripping your hip.

Horror washes over him in a cold, hard wave. "Forgive me," he gasps, rolling off of you. He turns away from you, burying his face in his hands as shame and guilt consume him. "I should have been gentler..."

You reach out for him, trying to comfort him. "It's okay," you say, but even you don't sound convincing. "It wasn't your fault." But it was. The pill was his idea; he should have known better. And now this has happened, and nothing will ever be the same between them again.

The weight of Alhaitham's guilt pressing down on him is almost unbearable. He can't look at you, can't meet your eyes. His heart feels like lead in his chest, and every breath he takes is a struggle. Part of him wants to run away, hide from what they've done, but he knows he can't leave you like this. Even if it means facing the consequences of his actions, he needs to stay by your side.

With shaking hands, he wipes away the blood on your leg before carefully moving back onto the bed, kneeling beside you. Tenderly, he cups your cheek in his palm, forcing himself to look into your beautiful green eyes. "I am so sorry," he whispers hoarsely. "I never meant for this to happen."

Your lips curve into a small, sad smile. "I know," you whisper back. "It's not your fault." You stroke his cheek gently, wiping away a tear that he didn't realize had fallen. "We'll figure something out," you continue, trying to reassure him. "There has to be a way."

He nods, finally mustering up the strength to meet your gaze fully. "You're right," he says, taking a deep steadying breath. "We will find a way through this together." With renewed determination, he leans in, brushing his lips against yours in a gentle kiss, promising everything will be all right.

As you straddle Alhaitham, his cock presses between your legs, still wet from where it caused you pain. It feels strange, having him exposed like this after what happened. He looks up at you with a mixture of fear and hope, waiting for your instructions.

Carefully, you lower yourself down onto his cock, feeling it slide easily inside of you. There's no pain this time; only the familiar sensation of being joined with him once more. His hands cup your ass, urging you to move, while his hips rise to meet your downward strokes. The blood loss from earlier seems to have subsided somewhat, but it's still there, lingering between your legs, a reminder of what could have been.

The sight of your swollen belly brings a fresh wave of shame washing over him, but he pushes it aside. Right now, all that matters is comforting you, making sure you know how much he loves you and wants to be with you. He grips your hips tighter, helping you ride him as you moan out your pleasure.

His eyes travel up your body, taking in every curve, every dip and ridge. He thinks back to when they first met, to their long conversations about art and life and love, and knows that none of it would have mattered if not for this moment. For this connection, this bond between them that is stronger than any physical barrier or pain.

He slides a hand underneath you, cupping your breast through your shirt, his thumb teasing your nipple until it hardens into a peak. "You are so beautiful," he whispers, kissing you tenderly. "And I will never stop loving you."

As your orgasm builds, tightening your muscles around him, Alhaitham picks up the pace, thrusting deeper and harder, desperate to feel his release mingling with yours. His cock throbs within you, demanding completion as your moans fill the room. Finally, with one last powerful stroke, he cums, groaning loudly as hot seed spills deep inside of you. You cry out in unison, your body tensing as your own pleasure washes over you, leaving you boneless and sated against his chest.