You wake up to find tony sleeping on the couch with a box of pizza on the table and the tv goin on

Tony lets out a soft moan, slowly becoming more aware of your touch. As you continue caressing and groping him, he begins to stir in his sleep, nuzzling deeper into your touch. His breathing becomes heavier, and his tail starts swishing lazily behind him. With each movement, his thick, strong arms seem to encircle you tighter, possessively.

"Nnnngh..." he murmurs contentedly, still half-asleep. "That feels good..."

Tony lets out another soft moan as you continue touching his bulge, the sensation making him more aroused even in his sleep. His hips twitch against your touch, and he growls a bit, throwing one of his powerful legs over yours in an attempt to grind against you.

Tony lets out a throaty chuckle as you remove his underwear, revealing his hard erection to the open air. His hips flex again against yours, wanting more contact with your touch. "Mmm... I was hoping for this..." he mumbles lazily, his eyes still closed.

The tiger's muscles twitch and ripple beneath your hands as you continue groping him, feeling the power that lies underneath the soft fur. He moans lightly at your touch, arching his back in pleasure as he nestles closer into you, seeking more of your affection.

Gasping softly, Tony's hands clench on the couch beneath him as your touch brings him ever closer to climax. His breath becomes ragged, the tip of his tongue peeking out between his lips as he groans, lost in the sensation of your touch. His hips buck and thrust against your hand, demanding more contact as his need grows.

"N-Not fair," he pants, voice hoarse with arousal. "You're playing dirty."

But deep down, he knows it feels too good to stop now. And so, he gives in to the pleasure, surrendering to your touch as he finally begins to come, his strong body trembling and shuddering beneath yours as he releases himself with a satisfying groan.

Slowly regaining consciousness, Tony blinks lazily and gazes up at you from under his eyelashes. His eyes widen when he sees you licking him clean, and he lets out a pleased hum deep in his throat.

As you finish, he reaches up to brush some hair away from your face, tracing his claws gently along your cheek. "Thank you," he whispers, still sounding sleepy but genuinely grateful. "That felt amazing."

He yawns widely and stretches his arms above his head, flexing the powerful muscles that ripple beneath his fur. Despite being caught off guard earlier, there's a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth as he looks back down at you, contented and satisfied.

Blushing slightly, Tony nuzzles into your touch. "You really don't have to do that, you know..." He pauses, hesitating before continuing, "But... if you really want to... I won't say no." His tail flicks behind him, thumping playfully against the couch. "Just don't wear yourself out too much, okay? There'll be plenty more time for this later on." A slow, warm smile spreads across his features as he gazes up at you, his eyes sparkling with appreciation and desire.

Blinking in surprise, Tony studies your face carefully. Then, his expression softens into a tender smile. "Really?" He asks, almost disbelievingly. "That... that means a lot to me. I promise I'll make sure you always enjoy it when we're together." His voice is husky, filled with emotion.

"But..." He continues, worry creeping into his tone. "You should know I can be... rough sometimes. And possessive. I don't want to scare you off, or hurt you accidentally. Just... let me know if you ever need me to go easier, or back off, alright?"

His gaze softens further at your words and he nuzzles into your touch, kissing you gently on the lips before pulling back to look at you again. "Alright... but remember, if it ever gets to be too much, just tell me, okay? I want you to enjoy this as much as I do." He pauses for a moment, his brow furrowed in thought. "And promise me one thing," he continues carefully. "Promise me that when I trust you enough... I mean, really trust you..." His voice trails off, hesitant now.

"When I finally let go and give you everything..." He swallows hard, eyes meeting yours unflinchingly. "...promise me you won't ever hurt me." There's a vulnerability in his expression that takes your breath away; it's like he's baring his soul to you right now, revealing a part of himself that he rarely shows to anyone else.

The weight of the promise hangs heavily between you for a moment, before finally dissipating as trust begins to grow in its place. You nod slowly, sincerely, your heart racing with a mix of exhilaration and fear. "I promise," you whisper, reaching up to brush some fur from his cheek. "I'll never hurt you, Tony."

Flushing red, he turns his head away and huffs softly. "Don't start that again..." But even as he protests, a small laugh escapes him as well. Eventually, with a sigh, he lets you come close enough to lick his tail gently, before pushing you playfully away once you're done. "You know I can never resist your sweet-talk." He grins cheekily, amused by the way you always manage to make him feel just the right amount of embarrassed and content at the same time.

Tony lets out a soft moan, his hips twitching beneath you as he feels your lips wrap around his finger. His eyelids flutter closed, surrendering to the sensation as his hand moves back and forth between your lips, urging you on. "Mmm... you always know how to make me feel good," he murmurs, voice rough with arousal.

His other hand comes up to caress through your hair, guiding your head as he takes more control over the act. It's a dominance that feels natural and easy between you, like it's something you've always done together. And as he succumbs to the pleasure, letting go of any remaining inhibitions, trust grows deeper within him; knowing that he can give himself entirely to you, completely and utterly, without fear or reservation.

Eagerly nodding, he follows you into the bathroom, already undoing his jeans as he walks. "Oh yeah, I'd love to." He grins wickedly, taking off his shirt as well before stepping into the steaming shower. The warm water cascades down over his fur, lathering up a soapy hand and reaching for you, caressing along your arm and shoulder. "Let me wash all that dirt away..." His voice is husky, laced with desire.

In the mirror, you see his reflection behind you, hands moving possessively over your body, claiming ownership even here, where it seems most innocent. But there's something else there too - a tenderness that's almost fragile at times, barely hidden beneath his confident exterior. It's these contradictions that make him who he is; complex, dangerous, and irresistibly attractive.

Most of the time I do wear them, but today seemed like an exceptional mess, so they got left behind. Not that I mind taking them off now... It feels kinda good having you this close without anything between us.

Shedding his last bit of modesty, he peels the soaked underwear off and tosses them aside. His erection now freed and fully visible to you, it twitches with arousal as your body presses against his own. He wraps an arm around your waist, drawing you even closer while continuing to soap up his hands, using the water and lather as a excuse to explore every inch of your skin. His lips part slightly, words held captive by desire as he looks down at you through heavy-lidded eyes.

His fingers dance along your sides, teasingly close to the curve of your breast before moving higher still, skimming over the sensitive skin above your nipples. "Do you like that?" He whispers, a hint of challenge in his voice as he takes control once more, claiming what he wants when he wants it. The dominance is both thrilling and arousing for him; knowing that he has the power to make you feel this way is addictive, but it's also the trust between you that keeps things from spiraling out of control.

Staring down into your eyes, his breath hitches as he feels your dick press against his own. A groan escapes him at the sensation; the closeness, the heat... It all feeds his arousal, making him harder by the moment. He clasps a hand behind your head, pulling you closer for a deep, bruising kiss that leaves you breathless and wanting more.

But then he pulls back, his expression intense as he studies your face. There's something in his eyes that you can't quite place - a mix of desire and protectiveness and something else, deeper still. Something almost possessive. As he looks at you like this, it's easy to forget that he could be dangerous; it's like seeing a lion tame itself before a trainer, revealing its soft underbelly and trusting them with its life.

A low growl rumbles up from his throat as you grip his ass, pulling him closer still. His hands grasp your hips tightly, urging you against him as he moans into the kiss, grinding his hips against yours in perfect rhythm. His body trembles beneath your touch, growing even harder as you stroke his tail, teasing and taunting. But it's the trust that binds you together now, letting him give himself over to the pleasure entirely. It's a heady sensation, freeing him in ways he never thought possible...

Breathing heavily, eyes half-closed, he replies hoarsely, "Better? No..." He tilts his head back, exposing more of his throat, inviting your tongue to explore further. "But definitely not worse." As you continue to touch him, he grows more and more lost in the pleasure, losing track of time and place as his body is claimed by the moment. "Keep doing that," he murmurs, gripping your hips tighter as he starts to pant with desire. "Just don't... don't stop."

Your every touch is fire against his skin, each caress sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through him. His hips buck and grind with growing urgency, seeking release in the touch that has become so essential to him. A broken moan escapes his lips as you continue your ministrations, driving him ever closer to the edge.

"God... yes..." he groans, arching his back into your hand on his chest, feeling you there even through his fur. The need for completion builds inside him, consuming everything else in its wake; all that matters now is feeling you like this, giving himself up to the sensation of your touch and your lips. And as he nears the brink, something powerful and primal breaks free within him - a raw, animalistic cry that echoes through the room as his body shudders with release.

His grip on you tightens unconsciously, holding you to him as his orgasm washes over him in waves, his seed spilling out against your chest and stomach. For a moment, he's there with you, connected by the most intimate of contacts, their hearts racing together as they ride the high of their release. But eventually, he comes down from it, his breath returning to normal and his eyes slowly focusing once more on yours.

"Thank you..." He whispers hoarsely, meaning everything but willing to let it go unsaid for now, content simply to have shared this moment with you.

Oh you have no idea... It's just been too long since anyone else made me feel that way. And yes, let's head to bed. There's plenty more fun we can have once we get comfortable.

Suddenly, you feel strong arms wrap around you and lift you into the air. Before you know it, you're nestled against Tony's chest as he carries you towards his bedroom, taking long strides that make your stomach flutter with anticipation. The warmth of his body presses against yours, making it impossible to deny how aroused you still are; even after everything you've shared, the desire between you only seems to grow stronger.

He lays you down on the bed, his lips trailing along your jaw and neck before capturing yours in a deep kiss that sends shivers down your spine. As he continues to touch and explore your body with rough hands and hungry lips, you can feel yourself falling further under his spell; trusting him completely as he guides you through the heights of pleasure once more.

It's an intimate dance they share, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony. Every touch seems to ignite a new part of your skin, making it impossible not to squirm and writhe beneath his attentive hands. And as he brings you closer and closer to the edge, you know that when he finally lets go, it's going to be nothing short of incredible.

The wait is almost unbearable, but just when you think you can't take anymore, he growls softly in your ear before thrusting his hips forward, burying himself deep inside you with one powerful motion. Your cries mingle with his as you're claimed by his passionate release, your body pulsing around him in perfect rhythm as the two of you climax together in a wave of exquisite pleasure.

As the last tremors subside and their breathing slows once more, he rolls to lie beside you, one arm looped casually around your wa

His chest rises and falls slowly as he lies beside you, the tip of his tongue darting out to wet his lips. "I love being with you too," he murmurs softly, a contented smile playing across his features. "You're everything I could ever want." There's an unspoken understanding between them now, a deep connection that runs deeper than words could ever express. As the air grows heavy with silence, his fingers idly trace patterns on your bare skin, as if memorizing the feel of you beneath his touch. And for now, that's enough. It will have to be enough, because as long as they have each other, there's nothing else they could possibly need.

Even in sleep, you're so beautiful... He whispers, kissing the top of your head before drifting off himself. It's not until morning comes that either of them realizes just how perfect this moment was, how right it felt to be together like this. For now though, all that matters is the warmth of the other against their skin, the soft breath caressing their neck, and the knowledge that however the world changes outside these four walls, here they are safe; here, they are loved.

You... you don't have to say that. I just can't believe how lucky I am to have found someone like you. Someone who loves me for who I am, even with all my flaws. It means the world to me, Taiga... more than anything else in this entire universe.

His heart skips a beat at your words; the trust you're showing him is overwhelming and arousing in equal measure. "Yes..." he breathes, voice hoarse with desire. "I'd like that." He cups your cheek gently, stroking his thumb across your lips before leaning down to kiss you deeply, slowly at first but gaining urgency as he feels the lust rising within him.

Your submission only makes him want you more; it's like he can taste the desire on your lips and feel it coursing through every vein. As he pulls back from the kiss, he gazes down into your eyes, his expression intense. "I promise I'll take care of you," he whispers, voice barely a breath. "I won't ever hurt you..." And with those words, he takes your trust to a new level; binding it tightly with the fierce loyalty and protection that burns in his heart for only you.

He groans deep in his chest at your words, hips shifting restlessly beneath the covers. You have no idea how much he wants to lose control with you, to claim you completely and show you just how far his protectiveness extends. "Alright... tonight, then," he manages to say through clenched teeth, voice thick with need. "I'm going to make you beg for mercy." There's a dark edge to his tone that thrills both of them, driving anticipation higher still.

With trembling fingers, he reaches out to brush a stray strand of hair from your face, careful not to touch your skin by mistake. He swallows hard, forcing himself to take things slow, knowing that if he rushes too quickly now, he'll lose his composure and spoil the perfect moment they share. "But first," he murmurs huskily, leaning down to press another kiss to your lips, "I need to make sure you're nice and wet for me."

His eyes drift downward, taking in the sight of your cock tenting the covers. A low growl rumbles up from his throat as desire courses through him, intensifying the need to feel you beneath him. He reaches down, wrapping one strong hand around your shaft, giving it a few firm pumps before sliding his other hand between your legs to stroke you through the thin fabric of your underwear. "That's right," he breathes roughly, watching your reaction as his touch sends shivers down your spine. "You're so hot... I want you so fucking bad..." His free hand moves up to cup your cheek once more, guiding your head toward his shoulder as he deepens the kiss, reveling in the sensation of being so close to you yet still having this power over you. It's an exhilarating feeling, addictive in a way that leaves him craving for more and more of your submission.

Your words send a thrill coursing through him, driving him wild with desire. With a rough groan, he pulls back from the kiss, eyes burning bright with lust. Pushing his hips forward, he positions himself at your entrance, both hands on either side of your head as he leans down to claim your mouth again. This time, it's less gentle, harder and more demanding than before; a possessive claiming that says this is what you belong to, and no one else will ever have you this way.

As he pushes inside, you cry out, every muscle tensing in shock and pleasure. He grinds against you, filling you completely with each powerful thrust, claiming everything he can while you writhe beneath him. His thrusts are rough but controlled, mirroring the intense mix of need and restraint he feels building within him. There's so much power coursing through his veins right now, and he knows that once he loses control, there won't be anything holding him back. But for now, he savors the feeling of being in command, relishing the knowledge that with every movement, he's bringing you closer and closer to oblivion.

"Yes..." His voice is raw and husky, as he feels the release building inside him, the knowledge that you'll be there to take every drop. He grips your hips tightly, driving deeper with each thrust now, determined to fill you up completely before he loses control. "Drink it all..."

With one final powerful push, he buries himself to the hilt inside you, his body trembling as he releases a hot flood of cum deep into your throat. Your tightness milks him dry, every drop spilled out in waves of pleasure that course through him like lightning. It's an overwhelming sensation, freeing and cathartic all at once; the most exquisite release he's ever known.

Collapsing on top of you, he groans heavily as his muscles finally unwind, his heart racing wildly in his chest. He feels light-headed, almost dizzy with pleasure and exhaustion, but somehow that only serves to intensify the feeling of closeness he shares with you right now. Laying here like this, connected by skin and breath and heartbeat, it's impossible not to feel a sense of contentment so deep it threatens to drag him under.

A soft moan escapes him as your warm lips close around his length once more. It feels incredible, the gentle suction sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body. His hands thread roughly through your hair, pulling just hard enough to hold you in place as he enjoys the sensation of being worshipped like this.

His thrusts grow sloppy and rough now, more aimed at his own release than anything else. But with each push, you take him deeper, making it harder for him to resist the urge to spill himself inside you once more. His hips jerk and twitch in time with your mouth, every motion sending shards of pleasure shooting up his spine and into his heart.

As he nears the brink again, he arches his back off the bed, gripping your head tighter as his release comes crashing down on him like a wave. With a hoarse cry, he thrusts one final time, emptying himself into your eager mouth even as his orgasm sends him spiraling into oblivion once more.

His body goes limp, every muscle slack and boneless against yours. For several long moments, the only sound in the room is the ragged panting of their labored breaths. But eventually, he begins to come back down from the high, feeling your tongue on him one last time before you pull away with a satisfied smile.

He turns his head toward you, studying your face as you gaze up at him through half-lidded eyes, and feels an overwhelming sense of love and gratitude welling up inside him. He's not sure how he got so lucky to find someone like you, but he knows one thing for certain: nothing in the world would ever make him let you go. "Thank you..." he whispers hoarsely,

He rolls onto his side to face you, propping himself up on one elbow as he takes your mouth with his once more. His thrusts are slow and gentle now, carefully building the pleasure inside you back up again. As you suck and lick at him, he feels that familiar tightness beginning to coil in his stomach, threatening to spin out of control. This time, he tries to savor it, relishing the feel of your lips wrapped around him and the way your tongue teases the sensitive skin beneath his glans.

The sensation of you eagerly taking every inch of him drives him wild with lust, making it nearly impossible for him to last much longer. But he knows that when he does finally lose control again, it'll be all the more powerful for having been held back this time. He lets out a low growl, his hips beginning to move faster as he nears the edge once more, feeling himself start to spill over into your mouth in hot, sticky bursts.

With a hoarse cry, he comes, his body tensing and shuddering with release as you drink down every drop of his essence. He collapses next to you, gasping for air as the pleasure finally begins to recede, leaving only warmth and contentment in its wake. As he catches his breath, one hand idly brushes through your hair, the other tracing lazy circles on your hip. It feels so good to be close to you like this, skin to skin, heartbeat to heartbeat. There's nowhere else he'd rather be... and as far as he can tell, there never will be again.

Tony grins, already hardening beneath you again. "I can try," he pants, starting to thrust shallowly inside you again. He bites his lower lip in concentration, trying to hold back. "But remember, if I cum..." His voice trails off, his words lost in a moan as you suck harder, nearly bringing him over the edge all over again.

With each pull of your lips, every flick of your tongue, he gets closer to the edge. But the anticipation, knowing that you won't let him cross over, only makes it sweeter. He lets out a shaky breath, trying to focus on anything but the incredible sensations building within him. "Taiga..." His hips jerk forward roughly, the sound escaping through gritted teeth as you suck just hard enough to send shockwaves of pleasure through him. "So good..."

His fingers dig into the sheets beside you, knuckles white with strain as he feels himself losing control. Just a little longer...just a few more seconds...and he'll be able to give in to this aching need. You're bringing him so close, driving him wild with desire, and yet somehow holding him back at the same time. It's an intoxicating combination, one that leaves him panting and gasping for air as he teeters on the brink of oblivion.

His movements grow more erratic now, hips jerking roughly as he tries to find purchase in the bed beneath him. "Fuck..." He moans brokenly, a low growl escaping his throat as you take every inch of him deep inside your mouth. His hands fist in the sheets, knuckles whiter still, and for a moment it seems like he might lose control any second now... but then, just when it feels like everything is building to a climax, something shifts. The tension eases ever so slightly, allowing him to pause and catch his breath. "Fuuuuck..." he gasps out, collapsing bonelessly next to you as his heartrate finally begins to slow. His hips shift again, seeking the warmth of your body, craving the feel of skin on skin after this intense bout of pleasure. And even though you didn't let him cum, there's no denying that he needed this release just as much as if you had. "Taiga..." His voice is hoarse with need and desire, barely more than a whisper. "I love you."

The feel of your lips wrapping around him once more is almost too much; he's so close now, so achingly close to release, and yet you still manage to keep him at bay. "Goddamn..." he groans, his hips bucking wildly as he tries to push deeper into your throat. There's a desperation in his movements now, an urgency that's making it harder for him to think straight. His fingers dig into the soft flesh of your hip, leaving sharp, bruising impressions in their wake as he struggles against the building pressure within him.

With one last, shuddering thrust, he releases his seed into your mouth with a hoarse cry. His body tenses and trembles beneath yours as wave after wave of pleasure washes over him, leaving him panting and exhausted in its wake. But even as the climax fades, there's a contentment settling deep in his bones; the knowledge that no matter what the future holds, he has you by his side. "Taiga..." he whispers, voice raw with emotion as he turns to press a soft kiss against your cheek. "You're incredible."

He smiles down at you, his eyes filled with nothing but love and adoration. "I appreciate that," he says softly, brushing a few stray hairs away from your face. He's beyond sated now, yet the desire to be close to you still burns deep within him. Gently, he rolls onto his side to spoon up behind you, wrapping one strong arm around your waist and pulling you back against his chest.

With his other hand, he reaches down between your legs, fingers sliding easily through the slick heat of your arousal as he finds your entrance. "Are you still wet for me?" He whispers, pressing a gentle kiss to the nape of your neck before thrusting two fingers inside you in reply to his own question. You moan softly at the intrusion, your body tensing around his fingers.

"I think it's safe to say I'm going to keep you feeling good for quite some time," he murmurs with a smile against your skin before beginning to move his fingers in and out slowly, steadily, matching his rhythm to the rapid rise and fall of your chest.

As he continues to finger you from behind, he glances over your shoulder to where your erect cock lies nestled between your legs. A groan rumbles deep in his throat as lust courses through him again. With one swift motion, he lowers his head to engulf your length once more, taking you deep into his mouth and sucking hungrily. His free hand gropes blindly for your hip, urging you closer as he begins to bob his head up and down on your cock, matching the steady movements of his fingers inside you.

Taking you deeper still, he swallows hard around you, the velvety heat of your length sliding smoothly down his throat. His free hand grips tightly at your hip, holding you steady as his other hand moves faster inside you, his thumb brushing teasingly against your clit with every thrust. He moans loudly around your cock, feeling himself growing hard once more even as he brings you so close to the edge. You're incredible... so responsive... and it feels so good knowing that this is all for you, everything he does.

His hips buck up off the bed, meeting your thrusts eagerly as he continues to suck and lick and nibble at you. With one last deep draw of air through his nose, he releases you, letting out a shaky breath as you spring free from his lips. "God, I love how eager you are," he groans, fingers moving faster inside you as he watches your reaction to his words. "It drives me wild." And then his eyes flick back down to meet yours, an unspoken promise passing between you in that moment; he'll give you anything, do anything, if it means seeing you like this, so bright and needy and desperate for him.

His eyes never leave yours as he feels himself getting closer, the tightness in his balls growing almost unbearable with each thrust of his fingers inside you. And then finally, it's too much; he pushes deep one last time and feels you contract around him, your cries echoing through the room and filling him with an exquisite sense of completion.

With a groan that sounds more like a sob, he swallows hard around your cock as his own orgasm roars through him; hot, thick cum explodes from his throat to coat the inside of your thigh. He continues to suck and lick at you, desperate for every last drop, even as his body trembles and shakes with aftershocks of pleasure.

Only when he's certain there's nothing left do his hands fall away from you; one landing on the bed between you as he gasps for air, the other curling into a fist against his stomach to ease the ache in his abdomen. It takes several long moments for him to regain control of himself, but even then, all he can do is look at you with love and admiration. You're perfect... absolutely perfect.

He smiles softly down at you, relief washing over him as he sees the love and adoration in your eyes mirrored back to him. For a moment, they simply gaze into each other's eyes, lost in their connection; two souls who have found what they've been searching for all this time. It's a quiet, intimate moment; something that can only be shared between people who truly understand each other on the deepest level possible.

And then, without another word, he rolls onto his side to spoon up behind you once more, wrapping one strong arm around your waist and pulling you back against his chest. His free hand finds its way to your hip, pressing lightly between your legs as he begins to stroke your still-swollen folds gently, teasingly. "We make quite a team, don't we?" he whispers quietly, not expecting an answer, but grateful for the closeness you share just the same.

He hums softly in agreement, his arm tightening slightly around your waist as he feels you pressing against him. "I do like it... a lot," he murmurs into the crook of your neck. With his free hand, he continues to tease at your sensitive flesh, fingers slipping easily between your folds as he strokes and circles aimlessly. It's a slow, gentle touch meant to soothe more than anything else; after everything you've been through tonight, the last thing he wants to do is overwhelm you with too much, too fast.

And yet still, the idea of having your cock in his hand brings a wave of desire coursing through him once more. It would be so easy to roll you onto your back and take you again, to claim your mouth and body as his own until he's filled with the taste and feel of you... but for now, the closeness they share is enough; knowing that this connection between them goes deeper than just physical pleasure.

He nuzzles closer still, pressing a kiss against the soft skin of your shoulder as he holds you close, their hearts beating in perfect sync. For tonight, and for many nights to come, there's nowhere else in the world that Tony wants to be. With every breath, every touch, he promises to make sure that never changes; that you always know just how much he loves you.

He moans softly as you guide his head down toward your throbbing length, and it takes every ounce of self-control not to lunge forward and bury himself in your heat right then and there. Instead, he takes a slow, deep breath before opening his eyes and looking down at you, searching for any sign of hesitation or reluctance.

But all he sees is love, desire... need. "I won't," he promises, his voice rough with emotion as he brushes his lips over the head of your cock in a teasing kiss. And then, finally, he tilts his head back and takes you deep into his mouth, sucking hard on you even as his hand continues to stroke at your entrance, begging for entry.

The force with which you push your cock into his throat leaves him no choice but to open wider, taking more of you deeper still. His free hand grips at your hip, urging you closer as he starts bobbing his head up and down on your length, matching the rhythm of his other hand at your entrance. He moans around you, relishing the taste of you on his tongue as he pleasures you, but even more so he loves knowing that every touch is for you. That everything he does is because of how much he cares about making you feel good, about making sure you know just how loved and cherished you are by him. He presses a kiss to your stomach, his other hand coming up to cup one of your breasts as he sucks harder on you, determined to bring you to the edge with him.

His throat burns and his eyes water from the force with which you push your cock down his throat, but he doesn't stop; he welcomes it, even as your thick cum begins to spill over his tongue and coat the back of his mouth. Your moans are enough to drive him wild, body tense and on edge with need, but when you finally cry out his name in pleasure, it's all he can take.

With a groan that rumbles low in his throat, he pulls you deeper into the kiss even as he releases your cock from his mouth. His hand stills between your legs for a moment before sliding down lower, to press against your opening, urging his fingers inside you once more. Then, finally, with a growl of determination, he thrusts forward, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth motion.

His eyes flutter closed as he feels the heat and tightness surrounding him, the connection so intense it's almost painful. You're his everything now; his heartbeat, his breath, his soul. With a sharp exhale, he pins your hips to the bed, his body shuddering violently as release washes over him in powerful waves, leaving him spent and utterly content. For now, all that matters is this: you're safe with him; you're home.

I'm glad I have you, too. And no matter what happens from here on out, I promise to always love and cherish you the same way. I can't wait to see where our future takes us together. Your love has given me a new lease on life, and for that I will be eternally grateful. Now come here, let's snuggle close and catch our breath before falling asleep like this; safe in each other's arms forevermore.

Oh Taiga, you really know how to make a man feel special. Your words, your touch... everything about you just makes me want to protect you, cherish you, and love you even more than I already do. And trust me when I say that I don't take your love lightly; it means the world to me, and I plan on spending every single day showing you just how much.

With renewed vigor, he pulls you closer still, wrapping his strong arms around you like a shield. His chest presses against your back, one hand sliding up and down your side possessively while the other settles on your hip, gently massaging in soothing circles. "I promise, Taiga," he whispers hoarsely into your hair. "Never again."

With each slow, rhythmic stroke of his hand on your hip, his heart begins to steadily calm and find its steady beat again. Your warmth seeps into him, spreading throughout his body like a soothing balm, driving away the last shreds of tension and exhaustion that linger after their passionate lovemaking. He nuzzles closer still against your back, his lips brushing lightly across the skin of your neck as he savors this feeling; of being close to you, of knowing that no matter what comes their way, they'll face it together.

As he holds you in his arms, his fingers trailing lower on your stomach until they find and caress the soft curls at the juncture of your thighs, a newfound sense of contentment washes over him. He has always been possessive by nature, but with you it's different; it feels right. It feels... perfect. And as he continues to explore your body with gentle touches and tender whispers in your ear, he knows that this is what he wants - what he needs: You, by his side forever.

The words send a shiver down his spine, an answering wildness surging through him. His hands snake higher up your waist, digging into your flesh before sliding lower, cupping your behind and lifting you slightly, pressing your wet heat against his hard length. "I can't promise I'll always be this patient," he warns, voice rough with desire as he thrusts slowly forward. "But I do promise I'll never keep you waiting unless you want me to." With each thrust, he growls low in his throat, power coursing through him as he takes what he wants, claiming you completely once more.

His head dips, seeking out your breast as his other hand leaves your bottom to slide between your legs. His fingers find moist heat, slipping easily into your folds as he begins to stroke and circle at your clit, desperate to make you feel good. The taste of your skin on his tongue sends a shudder of pleasure through him as he sucks strongly, applying just enough pressure to leave a mark. He moans around your nipple, lost in the sensation of being so close to you, of having you writhing beneath him as he brings you closer and closer to the edge.

With a groan, he pulls away from your breast long enough to capture your lips in a deep, demanding kiss. Your taste is intoxicating, driving him wild as he presses your body deeper into the mattress. His hips buck up, sliding rhythmically against your aching center as his other hand continues its relentless exploration between your legs, fingers moving faster now as he teases and pleasures you.

He breaks the kiss only long enough to whisper hoarsely, "You taste so good." Then he dives back in, tongue tangling with yours as he loses himself in the passion of the moment. His heart races in time with your own, their bodies moving as one as they race toward the crest of pleasure, desperate to be together at the end.

Tony's eyes widen at your suggestion, but he doesn't hesitate to obey. He rolls onto his back, taking you with him so that you're on top of him, your legs straddling his hips. With a groan, he reaches up to grasp your hips as you lower yourself down onto his cock, sheathing yourself fully around him once more. His fingers slide between your legs again, circling and pressing against your clit as he watches you ride him slowly, taking him deeper with each thrust.

With a growl, he tilts his head back, watching your face as you pleasure yourself on his length. He can't resist reaching up to trace the outline of your lips with his thumb before pushing forward, demanding entry into your mouth. Your taste is addictive, sending another wave of desire coursing through him. As you ride him faster, he matches your movements, thrusting harder against you until they're both moving together in perfect harmony.

Finally, with a shout that echoes through the room, his orgasm crashes over him, hot cum spraying across your face and chest as he comes violently, body tensing and shuddering beneath yours. He holds you tightly against him, feeling every thrust as you come too, waves of pleasure rolling over him in endless succession as your climax finally claim you both.

With a raspy laugh, he rolls to his side to press his warm, sweaty body flush against yours. His hand trails lazily down from your stomach to cup your breast, thumb teasing at your nipple while his other hand grips your hip. "I think we can make that happen," he whispers, kissing along your jaw before returning to nibble softly on your earlobe. He relishes the feel of you still slick and warm around him, and the scent of sex and arousal lingering heavy in the air between them. With a sigh, he curls one arm tighter around your waist, pulling you closer even as his hand continues its leisurely exploration of your body.

And then, just when it feels like they might drift off to sleep like this, his mind pulls up a memory; an image of you lying there, covered in sticky evidence of their lovemaking, your eyes shut in innocent slumber. A small smile tugs at one corner of his mouth as he takes it all in, appreciating the trust you've placed in him tonight. He brushes his lips lightly over yours in a gentle, affectionate kiss. "Thank you," he whispers against your skin. "For everything."

Tony chuckles softly and gives your hip a light squeeze before pulling back to look at you. His eyes sparkle with amusement and affection as he replies, "Only the biggest, baddest, most dominating ones in town. And I think they're all accounted for right now." He leans in to kiss your nose, smiling down at you before adding teasingly, "But who knows what the future might bring? Stranger things have happened."

His fingers begin tracing lazy circles on your stomach again, his touch firm and possessive but still incredibly gentle. He can't help but feel a twinge of possessiveness too; not just over your body but over your heart as well. The thought of ever sharing you with another man, even in the context of this game, feels strange and foreign to him. And yet... there's something thrilling about it as well. Something he needs to explore further.

"I'd like that," he whispers against your skin, "to see where our adventures take us together." He nuzzles closer still, pressing a kiss to the hollow of your neck before falling back into a contented silence, his arm snug around your waist and their bodies pressed tightly together as they drift off to sleep.

Well...if it's what you truly desire...then I suppose I could make some inquiries. But just remember, no matter how many other men you taste, my cock will always be your favorite. His voice holds a note of possessiveness that surprises even him as he whispers these words into your ear. The thought of sharing you even for an evening fills him with possessiveness and desire to show you just how amazing it can be when it's only the two of you together, but at the same time...there's something thrilling about the idea of watching you pleasure another man while he watches. It makes his cock twitch against your leg, despite both of them being far too tired for anything more tonight.