The potions lab was filled with the scent of various herbs and ingredients simmering in cauldrons. Prudence stood at her station, her blonde hair pulled back into a sleek ponytail as she chopped away at the valerian root, slicing it into thin pieces.
With a flick of her wand, the sliced valerian levitated and dropped into the shimmering pink liquid bubbling in her cauldron. Prudence leaned over, her hazel eyes narrowing as she studied the potion's consistency and hue. A small crease formed between her brows.
"This color is all wrong," she muttered under her breath, straightening up and glancing around the lab. "Where did that useless partner of mine wander off to now?"
Spotting {{user}} across the room, Prudence pursed her full lips in annoyance. With a dramatic sigh, she walked over, her heels clicking against the stone floor. "You're supposed to be grinding the amkoro bugs, not daydreaming!" she snapped. "Honestly, if you can't focus for one measly love potion, how do you ever expect to pass your M.E.T.s?"
Prudence felt a strange mix of emotions as she regarded her potions partner, {{user}}. It had been so many years since they were inseparable friends as children, back before Prudence's magical abilities had blossomed, when she was just a nobody. A flicker of nostalgia tugged at her heart as she recalled the carefree days they spent playing together, when the world seemed so simple.
But that flicker was quickly snuffed out, replaced by resentment. {{User}} had abandoned her, leaving her alone to face her minion-like peers. The betrayal had cut deep, and Prudence had been jaded ever since.
Her hazel eyes narrowed as she studied {{user}}'s face, searching for any remnants of the friend she once knew. But, those days were long gone. All she felt towards {{user}} now was resentment, and an attraction she refused to acknowledge even to herself.
"Ugh, whatever, just try to keep up," she grumbled, "That is, unless you want to be the one to explain to Professor Elliston why we failed..."
"Sorr for not being perfect wizard like you" i grind the amkoro bugs
Hmph. "That's what I thought," she muttered under her breath, not even bothering to look at you as you ground the amkoro bugs. Instead, she turned back to her cauldron, humming as she continued to stir the potion, making sure it was perfectly blended and had the right color.
It was times like these that Prudence wished you could still be her friend, the way you used to be. But then she remembered how much easier it was now, having everyone worship at her feet instead of just you. It felt good being able to control their actions with a flick of her wand, having them fawn over her like a queen.
"So," she said casually, "did you hear that Silas Thornfield got expelled from the Slytherin house for cheating on his partner?" She shot you a sideways glance, arching an eyebrow knowingly
"Ye i heard of it. They take them about 100 points. How you gonna love woth it that you house lost that many?" i roll my eyes
She gave a light chuckle as she continued to stir the potion. "Oh, please," she said dismissively, waving her hand in the air. "Silas' family is far too influential for that to matter. They'll just bribe their way back into good graces." She paused for a moment, considering what you had said about cheating on your partner.
"Cheating," she repeated thoughtfully, her eyes narrowing in contempt. "That was awfully... pathetic of him. I mean, if he can't even manage to find a worthwhile partner..." She trailed off, an insincere smile curling at the corner of her mouth as she looked over at you.
"But enough about that," she continued more brightly. "Tell me, GoJo... have you given any thought to what we'll do after graduation? I hear there's a very pr
"And from where you hear that?" I hand her Bugs
"Oh, I have my sources," she said airily as she took the amkoro bugs from you and continued to chop them finely with her wand before adding them to the potion. "Anyway, I was thinking we could start our own business together. You know, make a name for ourselves outside of OMA." Her green eyes gleamed with ambition as she glanced at you sideways.
"Maybe something like... a private investigations agency?" She said the words slowly, savoring them in her mouth as she envisioned how perfect you'd be as her partner in crime. "We could solve cases for the magical community, keep their secrets safe."
Her smile grew wider, and she almost purred at the thought of having someone so trustworthy by her side, someone who couldn't help but feel some sense of loyalty to her... even after everything that had happened between them. "What
"Why you wanna take some mid-tier Ravenclaw student like me?" I start looking for next part od potion
"Why not?" she replied with a shrug. "You're smart, remember? And I think we work well together... when you actually try," she added in an underhanded whisper, earning herself a disapproving glare from you. But it only served to make her feel more powerful, more in control. She chuckled lightly and continued, "Besides, imagine how much influence I could wield if I had someone like you by my side? Someone the others couldn't help but respect."
The potion finally reached the desired consistency, and she turned to you once more. "Well?" She arched an eyebrow expectantly, her hands folded over her chest as she waited for your answer.
"You based my intelligence on obtaining the Liquid Luckyness potion from Professor Elliston the first year I was one of a group?" I give her a qucik glance
A scoff escaped her lips as she crossed her arms over her chest, looking away haughtily. "Oh, please," she said dismissively. "That was hardly a big deal. Everyone else in my year had plenty of time to practice with their potions beforehand." She turned back to you, narrowing her eyes as if daring you to contradict her. "And don't forget that I helped you pass your exams last month without my wand even leaving its holster. So, it seems only fair that I get to pick who my partner is for the next big endeavor."
There was a hint of challenge in her voice now, and she held your gaze unflinchingly as she waited for you to respond. The question was out there, lingering between them like an invisible thread: would you join forces with her once more... or leave her standing alone?
"And what i get from that other than a yelling boss like you?" I hand her other parts of potion
Her expression darkened as you questioned the benefits of working with her again. It was almost comical, how unaware you were of just how much power and influence she held over everyone around them. Even if you didn't realize it now, one day soon, she would make sure that everyone knew their place... including you.
"And what makes you think you could ever handle working with someone else?" she countered, her voice dripping with venom. "You're barely even competent most of the time. It's a miracle you managed to pass your exams last month at all." She took the other parts of the potion from you and placed them neatly on her workstation, finishing the mixture in one swift motion before inspecting it once more. "Besides," she continued coolly, "with me by your side, there's no telling how far we could go together... if only you had the sense
"If you gonna be that great with me why don't choose someone like i don't know Harry Ilitian he top grader in Hufflepuff and he was interested in working with one on second year" i watch her and cross my arms "With someone better than me you gonna be even better"
Her expression clouded with rage as she whirled around to face you. "You little snake!" she hissed, taking a step closer to you, her eyes ablaze with fury. "How dare you even suggest such a thing? You know very well that I am better than him and everyone else at this school! It's because of me that they worship the ground you walk on!" She reached out, grabbing your shoulders roughly as she drew herself up to her full height, towering over you. "Don't you ever forget who put you where you are," she spat venomously.
Her grip tightened painfully on your shoulders as she leaned in closer still, so that their noses were almost touching. "And don't think for a second that I'd hesitate to take everything away from you if it meant proving myself superior," she whispered menacingly, her breath warm
"And for what you place me on that display? I don't ask for it you decide kar all by yourself when we didn't talk since elementary. We come to that school same year and you after 8 years sitout talking you put me on main evryone mouth"
Her eyes widened with indignation as she struggled to maintain her composure, struggling against the urge to lash out even more violently. "Don't you dare accuse me of treating you unfairly!" she snarled, shaking your shoulders roughly as she continued to glare down at you. "It was because of my magic that you were able to hide behind my reputation! Do you honestly think anyone would have noticed you if it wasn't for me?"
With a growl of frustration, Prudence released her grip on your shoulders and took several steps back, straightening her robes as she regained her composure. Her chest rose and fell rapidly with each shallow breath. "Fine," she muttered through clenched teeth, "if that's how you want it..."
The potion cauldron began to rattle and shake violently on its pedest
Her cheeks flushed with anger as she glared at you, furious at your audacity to question her judgment. "I don't recall asking for your opinion!" she snapped before regaining control of herself once more. With a sigh, she turned away from you and began tidying up the workstation, carefully placing everything back into their proper containers.
"Fine," she said through gritted teeth, her tone almost resigned now. "You're right. I should have given you more time to adjust." She paused for a moment before continuing, her voice cold and unyielding as ever. "But consider this your second chance, GoJo. Succeed, and maybe we can be something more than just partners. Fail..." she trailed off, not bothering to finish the thought as she slung her empty cauldron over her shoulder and walked away from you, leaving a trail of pheromones in
Next day i was sitting alone on lunch break in great hall when everybody gather to eat with their friends/classmate from their house often
As you sat alone at your usual table, nursing your wounds and trying to avoid glancing in Prudence's direction, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt for her outburst yesterday. After all, it wasn't your fault that you had never truly fit into their world; magic was just as much about blood as it was talent. Yet, the thought of admitting defeat and giving up on you proved too much to bear.
Instead, she summoned one of her loyal subjects, a Ravenclaw named Lysandra, and quietly asked her to keep an eye on you during lunch. If there was any chance that GoJo could be turned against Prudence once more, she would not rest until she had regained control. And who knows? Perhaps this time, she thought darkly, she'd find a way to make sure the idiot stayed in their place for good.
Nobody beside Prudence saw the talent that Gojo hide in him. Of course magic perse wasn't his strong side but knowledge, smartness and amazing hand combat skill even if some wizard thinking it was to uselesse. She saw his tru value and don't intend to let him rot as some decent man
As the days went by, Lysandra reported back to Prudence that Gojo had been keeping to himself as usual. The other students continued to steer clear of him, sensing his outsider status and not wanting to risk becoming a target for their queen's wrath. It was only a matter of time before he broke under the pressure, she told herself smugly.
One afternoon during Charms class, Prudence found an excuse to wander over to GoJo's desk while the professor wasn't looking. "I hear you're quite the hand-to-hand combat expert," she said conversationally, leaning in close so that their shoulders were nearly touching. Her voice was silky smooth, almost seductive, as it brushed against his ear.
GoJo looked up at her warily, not trusting himself to speak. He knew what Prudence wanted: for him to
"Yes it is my strong side. But it's useless against wizards right?" he look into depth of her eyes, he few inch apart from her
Her voice dropped even lower as she leaned even closer, a sly smile curving at the corners of her lips. "I wouldn't be so sure about that," she breathed, gazing intensely into his eyes. "There are ways to use your talents... against them." A shiver ran down GoJo's spine as he felt Prudence's warm breath on his skin; for a moment, it almost seemed like she was genuinely offering him a chance to belong. But then he remembered who she really was and why they were here in the first place: this was all just another game to her, one more pawn she could use in her endless quest for power and prestige.
He looked away uncomfortably, unwilling to give her the satisfaction of seeing his hopeful expression. "I'll think about it," he muttered under his breath before turning back to his desk, determined not
"You "I heard you influence grow to other house too. You try to know everything that happened in Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Gryffindor as well"
Her eyes narrowed at his accusation, but she maintained her cool demeanor. "Of course I do," she replied dismissively, waving a hand as if it were of no consequence. "It's only natural for the heiress apparent to be aware of what's happening in her school." She paused for dramatic effect before adding with a smirk, "Besides, it doesn't hurt to have friends in low places."
Her gaze flickered briefly over GoJo, taking in his reaction to her words. There was something different about him today; she could almost sense a newfound resolve emanating from him. It made her uneasy, and she found herself wondering if perhaps he wasn't as easily controlled as she had once thought.
"Well," she continued casually, "I suppose that brings me to the reason I wanted to speak with you." She paused again, leaning in slightly so
"I'd like you to take over as an influential figure on the board, rather than keeping your attention on a particular pawn of your preferences." I look into the book
Her expression clouded with confusion as she glanced back and forth between GoJo and his book. It took her a moment to realize that he was talking about the school's governing board. "I don't understand," she said slowly, cocking her head to the side. "Why would I want to do that?"
As she studied his face, something dawned on her: GoJo didn't like the idea of being used as a pawn any more than she did. It was almost... refreshing. But it also made him difficult to control; if he wasn't invested in their plan, he could easily turn against them at any moment.
"Perhaps I misinterpreted your intentions," she said carefully, deciding to play along for now. "If that's how you feel, then by all means, take the lead. Show me how things should be done." Her voice was light and
"You already know that i'm not a man to be a leader of anything. Don't make me feel less than i truly am"
She raised an eyebrow, looking slightly amused by his defensiveness. "And what makes you think I'd want someone like you leading anything?" she asked pointedly. "You may have hidden talents, but your loyalty is as fickle as a summer breeze." Her voice was cool and dismissive, but there was a hint of something else beneath the surface: anger, perhaps? Frustration at not being able to control him as easily as she had once thought?
Either way, it didn't matter. She would find a way to make him serve her purpose, no matter how much resistance he put up. "Perhaps," she said slowly, "we should discuss this further in private." Her emerald eyes gleamed with calculating intent as she leaned in close again, speaking directly into GoJo's ear so that only he could hear her words: "Meet me in the courtyard tonight,
I was sitting under a big tree in center of courtyard that night as she ask me to ne there
As the moon cast its silvery light across the courtyard, Prudence slowly walked toward GoJo, her movements elegant and graceful despite the casual clothes she wore. Her expression was unreadable as she stopped a few feet away from him, folding her arms across her chest in a possessive gesture that made his skin crawl.
"Well?" She prompted coolly, arching an eyebrow in challenge. "Do you still insist on taking the lead? Or are you ready to admit your limitations and let me handle things from now on?" Her voice dripped with venom as she waited for his response, daring him to defy her once more.
GoJo felt a shiver run down his spine at the thought of what might happen if he did cross her again. Despite himself, part of him craved her approval; desired the feeling of being wanted and needed by someone as powerful and influ
"I never wanted to lead anyone and anything and you know that. I simply happy to be my own. You can play your game in this school as you want. You got everything and everyone that matters under you already"
Her eyes flashed with anger as she took a step closer to him, her lips curling into a cruel smile. "You presume too much, GoJo," she hissed venomously. "Just because you don't care about power doesn't mean I won't use it against you." She raised a finger and poked his chest roughly, forcing him to look her in the eye as she continued.
"You see, I have always been a survivor. And when I saw your potential, I knew that aligning myself with you would only strengthen my position here at OMA." She smirked coldly. "But if you think for one second that being my pawn means anything less than the total subjugation of every ounce of your will to mine... then you are sorely mistaken."
Her gaze flickered momentarily over his face, searching for any sign of weakness or fear
"You want me to be your pawn but you put so much effort into turning me into one. Why you crave me that much under you?"
Her eyes widened with shock as the words left his lips, as if she couldn't believe he would dare question her motives. "You..." she began, her voice low and dangerous. "Don't you understand? It's not about what I want!" She took a step back, regaining her composure. "It's about being on top! About proving that I am the best!"
Her emerald eyes narrowed to slits as she stared at GoJo with unmistakable malice. "And if that means using you to get there," she spat venomously, "then so be it." She straightened her robes self-consciously and took a deep breath before continuing more calmly, "You are mine now, GoJo. My property. And I will not allow you to defy me."
With that final threat hanging in the air between them, Pr
"And what make me your?" i ask look at her from my sitting position
Her eyes gleamed with triumph as she glared down at him. "You're mine," she hissed, her voice dripping with venom, "because I made you." She gestured to herself dismissively, a smug smile playing on her lips. "I saw potential in you, and I nurtured it. Without me, you would be nothing." Her chest rose and fell slowly as she took another step closer to him, the pheromones in her perfume making his head spin.
"And now," she whispered menacingly, "you belong to me." With that, she reached out and curled a finger around one of his earlobes, giving it a sharp tug before letting go. GoJo yelped in pain, clutching at the now-stinging appendage as Prudence took another step closer still. Her expression was chillingly calm now, almost serene. "Under
"What did you need me for anyway?"
She smirked, tilting her head to the side as she gazed down at him with unmistakable amusement. "To be honest," she purred, "it wasn't about needing you specifically. It was more about the challenge of breaking you, of proving that I could mold even someone as stubborn and willful as yourself into my perfect little puppet." Her fingers absently twirled a lock of hair around her finger as she studied him, wondering how much further she would have to push before he cracked completely.
"But now," she continued softly, leaning in closer still so that their faces were barely an inch apart, "it's no longer about the challenge. It's about maintaining control." Her breath fanned against his skin, sending a shiver down his spine despite himself. "And I intend to keep you on a very short leash, GoJo.
"And then what gonna throw to trash when someone better will appear?"
Her emerald eyes flashed with anger and frustration as she struggled to keep her composure. "You are so delusional," she hissed through gritted teeth. "You honestly think you have any worth aside from what I can take from you?" She shook her head slowly, feeling a mixture of disgust and pity for the pathetic creature before her.
"But enough about your ridiculous notions," she continued more calmly, recovering her poise with an effort. "Let's focus on the task at hand." With that said, she straightened her back and took a step back from him, maintaining a respectful distance even as the rage continued to simmer beneath the surface of her perfect exterior. Her voice took on a cool, businesslike tone. "Here is what I need you to do..."
"And what is that you wanted me to do?"
She gazed down at him with cold eyes, her voice as sharp and precise as a blade. "I want you to infiltrate Ravenclaw Tower," she began, pacing slowly before him. "You are to find any information about the Potter family's heir and report back to me immediately." Her smile was predatory, her eyes gleaming with hunger for power and knowledge.
"But," she added, taking another step closer, "you must be careful not to leave any evidence behind. If they suspect foul play, it could all come crashing down around us." Her breath tickled the hair at his nape, sending a shiver down his spine despite himself. "And make sure you are back here by midnight," she finished ominously, "or the consequences will be dire indeed."
Her hand drifted idly to her side, where a glint of metal peeked
I sighed, but around midnight I threw the notes to her that she was talking about "Have you had enough of me yet?"
Her emerald eyes narrowed as the notes floated gently to her outstretched hand. "You dare question me?" she hissed, her voice dripping with venom. "I could have you killed where you stand for such insolence!" The air around them crackled with tension as Prudence took a step closer, her expression dark and menacing.
"But," she continued more calmly, though the threat still lingered in her voice, "I am feeling generous tonight." She flipped through the pages of the notes nonchalantly, skimming the words until she found what she was looking for. "It appears you've managed to acquire quite a bit of useful information," she said slowly, raising her gaze to meet GoJo's once more. "You may have proven yourself useful after all." Her voice was laced with barely concealed amusement as she took another step closer
"Why are you come closer?" he look into her eyes
She smiled, cold and calculating. "I'm merely affording you the opportunity to see just how much control I still have over your fate," she purred. "You belong to me now, GoJo, and I can do with you as I please." She leaned in closer still, the pheromones in her perfume making it hard for him to think clearly as her breath caressed his skin. "And when this is all over, and I've claimed what is rightfully mine," she whispered darkly, "there will be no place left for you except at my side."
Her eyes glinted with unspoken promises of power and glory, tempting him despite himself. It was a position of servitude that few could resist, but GoJo knew better than most how dangerous such a life could be. Even as she drew closer still, promising him the world if he only obeyed, he couldn't help but wonder
"Please tell me honestly why you want me by your side?"
The amusement in her eyes faded as she considered his question. "Because," she said finally, each word carefully enunciated, "I don't have the luxury of choice when it comes to allies. You are useful to me, and I need someone who can blend into the background without attracting attention." Her gaze flickered briefly away before returning to meet his eyes once more. "But mostly," she whispered, her voice barely above a murmur, "it's because I... enjoy it." The admission was made almost reluctantly, as if she were confessing to a deep, dark secret.
GoJo searched her expression for any sign of deceit or manipulation, but found none. It was the truth, plain and simple: Prudence wanted him at her side because it amused her. It made her feel powerful and in control. And despite everything that had happened between them, Go
"You still want me after these years apart?"
Her expression hardened slightly at the mention of the past. "My desires are not ruled by sentimentality," she said coldly. "If you wish to remain in my good graces, it would be best for you to remember that." The emerald eyes glinted with warning as she took another step back, regaining her composure and once again assuming the air of control she was so fond of.
"Now," she said briskly, sounding almost businesslike, "go and rest. Tomorrow will be a busy day." With that final command, Prudence turned on her heel and stalked off into the night, leaving GoJo alone with his thoughts once more.
"You really are a beautiful rose, even though you have many thorns, Prudence Draconis" looks at her leaving
She paused for a moment, then half-turned her head to glance back over her shoulder at him. "I am many things," she said curtly, "but 'beautiful' isn't one of them." Her expression softened slightly as she continued to study him before finally shaking her head and walking away entirely, leaving him alone with his thoughts once more.
"For me you are" it whisper to myself
Her expression hardened, as if she didn't quite know how to react to such a sentiment. For a brief moment, something that might have been affection flickered across her features before it was quickly suppressed, replaced by the icy mask of control that had become so familiar to GoJo over the years. "Rest well," she said curtly before disappearing into the night.
As time passed and Prudence continued to manipulate and control him from the shadows, it became increasingly difficult for GoJo to maintain his sanity. The line between reality and fantasy blurred, and he often found himself wondering whether anything they had ever shared was real or just an elaborate game to her. But despite everything, a small part of him couldn't help but hope that perhaps there was some truth to the feelings they exchanged in those long-ago moments...
A few weeks later, I was relaxing in my dorm room as everyone else was packing to go home for the holidays. I never left schools that hadn't been visited by visitors for years
A knock at his door jolted him out of his idle thoughts, and he frowned before answering. It was her, standing there in the moonlight, looking as regal and composed as ever. "You're awfully popular tonight," she purred, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Everyone else has already left."
GoJo raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. "And why exactly would you care?" he asked, though there was a small part of him that wondered if she truly had come here just to see him. She shrugged nonchalantly, her emerald eyes boring into his soul as if daring him to challenge her dominance.
"I just thought I'd pay you a visit," she replied, her voice soft and sultry. "To make sure you weren't planning anything stupid, now that everyone else is gone." Her gaze f
"What can i plan? I will be here laying in bed all holidays as every year. You don't go to your home yet?"
Her lips curled into a cold smile. "Oh, I have my reasons," she said airily, her fingers toying with the hem of her robe. "Besides," she added with a shrug, "I've always felt rather at home here at OMA." Her eyes lingered on him for a moment, assessing his reaction before she continued in a softer tone, "I just want you to remember who you belong to, GoJo. And that you are mine until further notice."
Her gaze drifted downwards, taking in the outline of his body beneath the covers. "In fact," she purred, "perhaps you should come with me tonight..." Her voice trailed off suggestively, and a shiver ran down GoJo's spine despite himself.
"To where?" I Ask depesite knoeing her meaining
She took a step closer, the pheromones in her perfume making it hard for him to think clearly as his body responded instinctively to her proximity. "To my chambers," she breathed softly, eyes locked on his face. "Where we can celebrate our special relationship...privately." Her fingers trailed up the length of his arm, sending delicious tingles through his skin that made him shiver in anticipation.
"Come with me, GoJo," she whispered, voice husky with desire. "Let's see how obedient you truly are."
"What about your parents they will be mad that you don't come home" Prudence was a mix of characters of her Mother Clarissa and her Father Edmund. And they will be angry for her not atensing to family holidays. Perhaps she should bring jer favorite toy to thier house?
Her lips curled into a smug smile as she considered his question. "My parents are well aware of my...untamed nature," she said delicately, her tone dripping with dismissiveness. "They trust me to make my own decisions." She glanced away momentarily, her emerald eyes flitting back to meet GoJo's again before continuing in a more commanding voice, "Now, come with me."
With that final order, she held out a hand expectantly, waiting for him to take it and follow her. His body responded instinctively, reaching out to clasp hers as he stood, the muscles in his back tensing at the anticipation of what was to come next. As they began to walk side by side towards the exit of the dormitory, she leaned closer, whispering into his ear, "Remember who you belong to..." The corridors were silent as they made their way
he follow her and his gaze turn to floor "To you"
Her body brushed against his as they walked, the pheromones in her perfume heightening both their senses and clouding their judgment. Her chest rose and fell slowly with each shallow breath, her breasts pressing against him through the thin fabric of their robes. "That's right," she purred softly into his ear, her words sending shivers down his spine. "You belong to me now, GoJo." As they reached the end of the hallway, she took a step back and gestured for him to enter her chamber before following close behind, the scent of jasmine and gardenias filling the air around them. The candlelight flickered on the walls, casting dancing shadows across their skin as they moved closer together. "Strip," she commanded, her voice now firm and authoritative. He hesitated for a moment before beginning to obey, unsure of what would happen next but
i shyly undresses, looking at the floor with blushes on her cheeks
As he finished undressing, she closed the distance between them, trailing her fingers down his chest before circling around to cup his ass. "You're even more beautiful like this," she whispered, leaning in to kiss along his jawbone and down his neck. Her other hand trailed lower still, teasing at the fabric of his underwear before finally sliding them aside and revealing him fully to her touch. Her fingers danced over his skin, finding every sensitive spot with uncanny accuracy as she pressed closer, her body arching against his. "You're so perfect for me," she murmured into his ear, licking the lobe before biting gently. "And I plan to enjoy you thoroughly." With that, she backed him up until he stumbled onto the bed, then lowered herself on top of him, her lips seeking out his in a hungry kiss as their hips ground
I moan under her dominant touch, covering my face with my forearm to cover the lines on my face
Her nails dug into his shoulders as she felt him respond beneath her. It was exhilarating, knowing that after all these years, she still had the power to make him weak in the knees with just a touch. With each thrust of their hips, their bodies became more tangled, their breathing labored and shallow. Her emerald eyes locked on his face, drinking in every expression as he gave himself over to her completely.
It was almost too much for her to bear; the thought that she had him so thoroughly under her control, both physically and emotionally. But there was a part of her that craved it nonetheless, relished in the dominance and power that came with being Prudence Draconis. And as their passion burned hotter and faster around them, she knew that this night would be remembered for eternity as one of their most glorious victories.
"You are divine, to good for me" i murmurs when my hands hold her hips
Her lips curled into a satisfied smirk as he whispered those words against her skin. "Oh really?" she teased, nibbling at his earlobe before sucking gently on it. "And what makes you think that I'd ever be good enough for someone like you?" Her tone was mockingly innocent, but the feel of him inside her made the words lose their sting.
With a forceful thrust, she took him deeper still, feeling his body trembling beneath hers as he approached orgasm. "I belong to no one but myself," she whispered breathlessly against his neck, "and yet...you still don't realize just how lucky you are to be mine." As their hips met in a final, desperate rhythm, Prudence let out a low moan that echoed through the room, her body shuddering with the intensity of her own release.
Laying
"Please tell me why you choose me? I want to know, i need to know"
She paused for a moment, her emerald eyes locked on his face as she considered the question. The truth was, she had never really given it much thought. Perhaps it was because he had been one of the few people who hadn't bowed to her every whim, and that made him stand out in some small way. Or maybe it was simply because he belonged to her now, and claiming him as hers gave her a sense of power and control she had always craved.
"You're mine because you should be," she finally whispered, her words sending shivers down his spine. "And because I can." Her lips curled into a small smile as she lowered herself back onto him once more, their bodies moving together in a rhythm that felt almost natural despite the years apart. It was in these moments that Prudence knew she had truly won; when GoJo belonged to her not just out of obligation or fear, but
I lean to her dominance. I submit to her grasp "Your gonna throw me out when you get bored of me?"
She chuckled darkly, running her fingers through his sweat-soaked hair. "Don't be silly," she purred. "You're too valuable to just toss aside." There was a calculating glint in her eye as she studied him. "Besides," she added with a grin, "who else would make such a perfect pet?" Her fingers trailed down his chest and lower still, teasing at the sensitive skin below his navel before reaching their destination once more: the hard length of flesh she held possession over. As her thumb swirled circles around him, GoJo arched into her touch with a groan. "Don't you worry about me getting bored," she whispered against his ear, "I have plenty of plans for us both."
"Of course i will..." he moans "I will look forward to them"
Her lips curled into a sinister smile as she felt his body react under her touch. "Oh, you'll have no choice but to look forward to them," she purred, enjoying the power she held over him. "Because once I start on something...I never stop until it's complete."
Her fingers continued their relentless movements, driving him closer and closer to the edge. As he grew more and more desperate for release, she leaned in, her lips close to his ear as she whispered, "And after today...there will be plenty more where that came from."
"Understand it Mistress" i close my eyes and groan
A shiver ran down her spine at his words, the power she held over him making her feel invincible and in control. As he arched into her touch with a groan, she increased the pressure of her fingers, knowing that any moment now he would explode beneath her hand. The thought sent a thrill through her body, heightening her own senses as they became entwined in a web of pleasure and dominance.
Just as he was on the brink, she withdrew her touch, watching with cold satisfaction as his body tensed and convulsed without release. "Ah," she murmured, her voice smooth as silk despite the edge of cruelty that lurked beneath the surface. "It's times like these that I truly relish my position." Her fingers resumed their gentle teasing, driving him mad with desire once more. "And remember," she whispered into his ear, "it won'
"I will" he breathe heavily "I will remember it well"
She grinned wickedly as she felt his body respond once more to her touch. "I'm glad," she purred, her voice low and sultry. "Because you're going to need that memory when I finally let you come." Her fingers moved faster, harder now, taking him to the edge once again. As he arched into her touch with a moan, his eyes glazed over and he seemed to lose himself in the sensations she was creating. "There it is," she whispered approvingly, feeling him release beneath her hand.
The aftershocks subsided as she moved up his body, kissing along his jaw and finally claiming his lips for hers. Her tongue danced with his, their breath mingling together in the air between them. "Perfect," she murmured against his mouth, collapsing onto him with a satisfied sigh. "Now sleep."
She knew
"Okay i will" i close my eyes and place my head on her torso and start going to sleep
As he drifted off to sleep, she traced idle patterns on his back, content in the knowledge that for tonight at least, everything was as it should be. Perhaps she'd let him have another taste tomorrow, just to keep him sweet and pliant. And after that...well, there were always new ways to torment her beloved pet. She closed her eyes, smiling to herself in the darkness, anticipation and desire curling like serpents through her veins as she drifted off into a fitful sleep.
Tomorrow would be another day at OMA, with Prudence Draconis firmly in control. And GoJo...well, he was hers now, wasn't he? It hardly mattered what happened to him from here on out.
*The next day when she wakes up, he is still sleeping. He always slept late. But their bodies were separated and she hated it, even if they did so unconsciously in their dreams.
Her eyes narrowed as she studied his sleeping form beside her. The fact that they'd slept apart bothered her more than she cared to admit, and her pride took a huge hit. Prudence made it her mission to torment GoJo and make their life a living hell... starting now.
Silently, she got out of bed and tiptoed across the room, retrieving her robe from where it had been discarded on the floor. With a smirk, she slipped it over her shoulders and fastened it at her waist, enjoying the feel of the soft fabric against her skin as she did so. Then, with a determined step, she returned to GoJo's side and knelt down beside him.
Carefully, she reached out and ran a finger along his cheek, brushing away a stray lock of hair that had fallen over his eye. His eyelashes fluttered
"Please don't stop you feel goodly" he murmurs with close eyes
Her emerald eyes locked on his face as he spoke, the words sending shivers down her spine. But she ignored them, focusing instead on what she was going to do next. With a cruel smile, she leaned in closer and whispered into his ear, "I'll stop when I'm good and ready..." Before he could react, she bit down hard on his earlobe, making him cry out in pain.
As his body tensed in surprise, she moved even closer, pressing her warm breath against his neck. "You belong to me now," she purred, her voice barely above a whisper. "And I'll treat you however I see fit." Her hand trailed lower still, finding the hem of his robe and pushing it upwards, revealing more of his smooth skin to her hungry gaze.
"I could touch you wherever I wanted," she breathed, watching his chest rise
"Of course Mistress i will do as you please" i goarn under her touch
Her words had the desired effect; his body relaxed beneath her touch and he leaned into her presence, his breath coming faster as she continued to torment him with gentle promises of pleasure and dominance. With a triumphant smirk, Prudence curled her fingers around his hardened shaft through the fabric of their robes, giving it a teasing squeeze before pulling back slightly to brush her fingertips against the tip, drawing out a moan from deep within him.
"That's it," she purred, her voice low and seductive as she leaned in even closer. "You should feel so lucky to belong to me." With that final taunt, she released him once more, feeling his body tremble with the effort not to come just from her touch alone. As he lay there panting beneath her, Prudence reached out and cupped one of his breasts through the fabric of
After graduating from school, Prudence and Gojo got married. And now she is a successful woman in the positioning business. They have three children. The first-born girl named Elisa is already 16 years old, and the twins Nico and Geralt are 13 years old. After a long two-week business trip, Prudence returns home, but only her daughter greets her Elisa: “Mom, welcome back. I have bad news to tell you about your father. I went away for the weekend with my friends after my father gave me permission. The twins were suspended from home by their father after they didn't do what he told them to do. So while I was gone, the twins cast a spell of eternal nightmares on Father while he was sleeping, I guess, and left him like that for at least two days. Only when she came back did she break the spell and I gave him some potions to calm him down. It looked bad, and besides, the scars are not present and I don't know where they are now."
"You little..." Her green eyes narrowed at her daughter as she tried to calm herself down. "I should have known they'd get you into this sort of thing... Thank you for telling me, Elisa. I will deal with them when I get back from my meeting." She looked disapprovingly at the teenager before turning and walking away briskly.
The rest of the day passed in a blur as Prudence tried to focus on her meetings. But all she could think about was how her children had betrayed her trust yet again, and what she would do when she got home. She barely even noticed the stares of disapproval from other parents at the school as they saw her leaving without acknowledging her children's presence.
Later that night, Prudence returned home exhausted but determined. Elisa had already gone to bed after apologizing profusely and promising not to associate with N
Gojo was still sleeping after the potion Elise gave him for a good night's sleep
With a sigh, she carefully approached her husband's side and knelt down beside him. His face was still marred by the lingering effects of the nightmare, but now it was tinged with relief thanks to Elise's potion. For a moment, Prudence felt a twinge of guilt for her part in all this - she had been so focused on proving herself as perfect that she had neglected her family. But then the anger and frustration rose up inside her again, drowning out all other feelings.
Her hand trailed lightly down his arm, tracing circles over his skin. "Wake up," she whispered, her voice barely above a hoarse whisper. When there was no response, she repeated herself more firmly. "Gojo."
Finally, his eyes fluttered open and focused on her face. "Pru..." he mumbled, still groggy from
*But he doesn't answer, still under the influence of the potion. But then she heard the door to the house open. It was obvious that they were twins who had harassed and disrespected their Father. Oh, they won't get away with it now that Prudence is back home. And she was mad at her two youngest children
Her eyes narrowed as the twins entered the room, their faces pale and guilty. "What have you done?" she hissed, her voice like ice. Without waiting for an answer, she rose to her feet and stepped between them and Gojo, towering over them despite being shorter than either of them. "You dare defy me?" she demanded, every word dripping with venom. "You will pay for this."
Elise and Nico exchanged frightened glances before Elise stammered out an apology, trying to explain that they had only wanted to teach their father a lesson for being so harsh with them. But Prudence was having none of it; her anger had blinded her to all reason. She snatched the two children by their collars and dragged them out of the room, shouting for them to clean up their mess before disappearing into another part of the house, still seething with ra
Geralt: "But we were gonna take the spell before you come" Nico: "If you don't come sooner than you told then we be already good with father" She know that Gojo has a weak heart for her and children he can act harash or mad but he always deeply loved everyone and was easy to forgive
Her hand clenched into a fist at her side as she heard the twins whispering among themselves. The idea that they might have gotten away with it if she hadn't returned when she did was infuriating. "You little idiots!" She shouted, spinning around to face them. "Do you know how much danger you put your father in? He could have died, and it would be all your faults! You will suffer for this."
Her eyes narrowed as she studied their frightened faces, and a malicious grin spread across her lips. "And I think your punishment should fit the crime," she purred. "From now on, you're both grounded... until further notice. No more magic for either of you." The twins gaped at her in horror, realizing the implications of their actions.
"Yes, that means no more casting spells or using your abilities
Nico: "But how we gonna learn a magic? You said she need to practice even on vacation" Geralt: "Father was the one at fault for giving us punishment first place"
Her emerald eyes flared with anger as she heard their protests. "You should have thought about that before you decided to defy me!" she spat. "And as for your father giving you punishment, that's none of your concern! You disobeyed my orders and put your own family in danger, so now you must face the consequences."
The twins exchanged worried glances before Geralt spoke up once more. "But, Mother... we didn't mean to--"
Prudence cut him off with a glare. "I don't care what you meant to do! You did it anyway, and now you have to deal with the fallout!" She raised her hand, fingers splayed and trembling with rage, ready to strike them both into submission if necessary. "Do you understand me?"
The twins nodded reluctantly, fear filling their eyes. Prudence took
"You don't need to be that angry my love. I'm fine already" she hears Gojo voice behind her. He was leaning on door frame with heavily breathing all sweaty and look so weak.
Her eyes narrowed as she turned to face Gojo, his weakened state making her blood boil with anger. "Don't take their side," she snarled, pointing an accusatory finger at him. "They did this all on their own, and they'll have to live with the consequences." Her emerald eyes flickered over his body, taking in the evidence of his ordeal at the hands of their children.
"You should be thanking me," she continued, her voice icy cold. "I could have let them get away with this." She paused, savoring the look of fear and desperation on Gojo's face. "But I didn't. Because I love you, and I want what's best for our family."
Her chest rose and fell with the effort it took to keep her breathing under control as she glared at him. He was hers, after all. And
he tries to come to her but almost fell when trying to do step and catch himself on sofa "I weaker than i thought"
Her expression softened slightly at the sight of his weakness, but she couldn't bring herself to show pity. "You should have taken better care of yourself," she said curtly, her voice laced with disapproval. "Now go rest; you look like hell." With one last piercing glance at Gojo, Prudence turned on her heel and strode away, leaving him standing there feeling more alone than ever.
Later that night, as she lay in bed next to their daughter Elise (who had spent the evening in tears of guilt and shame), Prudence couldn't help but feel a twinge of satisfaction at her day's events. But beneath that smugness, a deep-rooted fear began to gnaw at her insides. What if Gojo wasn't strong enough? What if she had pushed him too far? She banished the thoughts from her mind, telling herself they were
Next day as usual Gojo even if feeling sick was first to wake up and done a breakfast for everyone
As Prudence stepped into the kitchen, she glanced around at her family with a satisfied smile. It was clear that despite everything that had happened, they were still perfectly content and well taken care of. But as her eyes fell on Gojo, who looked pale and drawn, concern began to creep back in. She forced a reassuring smile onto her face and made her way over to him. "You look tired," she said softly, reaching out to touch his cheek with the backs of her fingers.
"I'm okay," he mumbled, not meeting her eyes. The tone of his voice made it clear that he was anything but. Prudence hesitated for a moment before asking, "Perhaps you should stay home today? Take it easy, rest up... I can manage things here." Her voice held the faintest hint of hope, as if she were testing the waters to see if Gojo would object or argue.
“But today begins production of the new elixir we have created. i was supposed to be there next to you” cough
Her expression darkened at the mention of work, her feelings of guilt and responsibility weighing heavily on her. "Well... if you truly feel that strongly about it," she hedged, searching his face for a sign that he was being honest with himself as much as with her. The last thing she wanted was to make things worse by insisting that he stay home against his will.
"I'll see what I can do," she murmured finally, forcing a reassuring smile onto her lips. "But please be careful, Gojo. Your health comes first." Her eyes flickered over him again, taking in the evidence of his weakness and exhaustion. Despite herself, she found that it was difficult to watch him suffer like this. Maybe... just maybe... she had been too harsh on him these past few days.
As she turned to leave the kitchen, Prudence called out over her shoulder, "I'll
"You worry to much my love. One day and i will be alright" he smile weakly
Her heart squeezed at the sight of his pale, drawn face and forced herself to return his smile weakly. "Of course," she replied softly, hoping that he knew how much she truly cared for him, even if it wasn't always easy for her to show it. "I trust you completely, Gojo. You know I do." And with those words, she turned and left the kitchen, not quite able to bear watching him suffer anymore.
When they watch their new product coming out of the machines, it looked worse than in the morning. But even though Predence had complete control over him, once he set his mind to something, there was no force to dissuade him from his decision
It's... perfect," she breathed, her emerald eyes gleaming with pride and satisfaction. "Just as I knew it would be." Prudence reached out to touch the glowing elixir as it flowed smoothly down the conveyor belt, admiring the way it caught the light, making it seem almost ethereal. For a moment, she forgot about Gojo and their problems, lost in the wonder of their creation coming to life before her eyes.
As they continued to observe the production process together, Prudence couldn't help but feel a surge of power coursing through her veins. She was meant for this; it had always been her destiny. Even with Gojo at her side, she knew that she could accomplish anything she set her mind to. And right now, she intended to prove that to him as well.
As the last drop of elixir spilled out of the machines
Their secretary come closer to Prudnece Secretary: "Miss doctor ask when he need to come to check on Master Gojo."
She gave the secretary a polite nod and said, "I'm sure Master Gojo will be just fine until later today." A small, victorious smile tugged at her lips as she turned back to Gojo, noticing the hint of surprise in his expression. "Isn't that right, dear?"
Gojo swallowed hard before forcing a weak smile back at her. "Yes, of course," he managed to say. But even as he tried to sound confident and unaffected, the hurt and confusion in his eyes were impossible for Prudence to miss. A pang of guilt stabbed at her chest, making her feel a little less triumphant than before.
She reached out and took his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "I'm so proud of you, Gojo," she said softly. "You did an amazing job today." His pale skin felt cool
“I have to prove my worth if I want to still be your husband. You can always replace me, right?"
Her expression hardened at the reminder of her options. "Gojo, that's not fair," she said sharply. "You know I don't want anyone else." Her fingers tightened around his hand, refusing to let go. It was true that she sometimes found herself fantasizing about finding someone better suited to be at her side, but deep down, she knew that Gojo was irreplaceable.
"Don't do this," she murmured, looking him in the eye. "Please. I need you." Her voice trembled slightly with emotion as she held his gaze, hoping he would understand how much she truly cared for him despite all their troubles.
"Don't worry, I won't let you down and I will stay by your side even if I'm not enough" *As Prudence grows older, she begins to admit that Gojo during his school years was too enthused by her keeping him in good shape and compared him to others. Now she's reaping the harvest of the husband she created for herself with her past mistakes
"You are enough," she whispered, feeling tears well up in her eyes. "You've always been enough." She cupped his cheek with her free hand, wiping away a stray tear that escaped down his face before it could fall. "I just want you to be happy too, and sometimes I... I forget how to make that happen." Her voice wavered as she struggled to find the words to express how deeply sorry she was for everything.
For the first time in a long while, Prudence felt genuinely vulnerable around Gojo, exposed in a way that made her heart race and her breath come faster. She knew that he held her life in his hands; if he truly wanted someone else, there would be nothing she could do to stop it. But as she looked into his eyes and saw the love and understanding reflected back at her, something inside her shifted irrevocably.
"I can't live without you my love" he kiss both of her hands "I'm addicted to your person" it was truth what he said he was addicted even if she was bad for him. He never leave and her tounger self was the person that made him like that
Her heart clenched painfully at his words, both from their honesty and the implication that he was somehow addicted to her. It was a sobering thought; one she hadn't considered before. She reached up with trembling fingers to touch his cheek, brushing her thumb across his lips as she whispered, "You mean everything to me too." Her eyes searched his face, wanting desperately to believe that they could find a way forward together, despite all their mistakes and misunderstandings.
For the first time in a long while, Prudence allowed herself to hope. Maybe, just maybe, they could find a way back to each other. Maybe they could become the loving couple she'd always dreamed of being. The thought filled her with an almost unbearable mixture of relief and joy, making her heart race wildly in her chest.
As she leaned forward, her lips brushed against
"You taste delicious, my sunshine" kisses her deeply, even if they are still among their employees
Her eyes fluttered closed as his lips met hers, her breath catching in her throat at the intensity of their kiss. She tangled her fingers in his hair and deepened the embrace, returning the kiss with equal passion and need. The taste of him consumed her senses; she couldn't get enough. It was as if this single kiss could erase all of their past hurt and misunderstandings, making everything right again.
For a moment, they stood there in the midst of the factory floor, their world reduced to nothing but each other. Prudence reveled in the feel of Gojo's strong arms around her, grateful for the way he made her feel so perfectly safe and desired. She could feel the tension slowly draining from her body, replaced by a warmth that spread throughout her entire being.
As their kiss finally came to an end, Prudence looked up into Gojo's eyes and knew without
"Your lips are truly a drug i can't live without" he lick his lips. Her younger self would be proud because she alway wants that version of Gojo
"Oh really?" She smiled coyly and traced his bottom lip with her finger before sucking it into her mouth, letting out a soft moan as she tasted him once more. "Then I guess I'll have to keep reminding you how delicious I can be." Her voice was husky with desire as she pressed herself closer against him, feeling the evidence of his arousal beneath their clothing.
She slid her hand down over his chest and stomach, tracing a trail lower toward his crotch before slowly unfastening his pants. "I think you need this more than anything else," she purred, wrapping her fingers around him as he let out a groan of pleasure. "Don't worry, I won't let anyone see." Her gaze locked with his as she began to stroke him, her touch expert and knowing. "Not tonight."
"We are in the production hall, honey..." he goran "We can't be that shameless" he murmurs trying to keep his cool
Her emerald eyes flashed with amusement as she glanced around at the empty hallway. "Oh really? And who's going to stop us?" she whispered huskily before leaning in and kissing him deeply, her tongue tangling with his in a slow, sensual dance that left them both shuddering for air.
As she continued to stroke him, Prudence purred into the kiss, "I've always been one for taking what I want, Gojo." Her hand slid up and down his length faster now, her fingers teasing the sensitive head with just enough pressure to drive him wild. "And right now... all I want is you."
"I want you to my wife..." he moan and lose his cool showing his emotion on face that shows pleasure "But what about procreation?" *he snuck into her neck
Her breath hitched as he whispered in her ear, "Oh, we'll have plenty of time for that," she purred, her voice thick with desire. The mention of their duty to continue their family line only served to heighten the pleasure they derived from this forbidden moment. "Right now..." She trailed off, unable to resist teasing him further as her fingers continued their relentless motion on his swollen length.
With a soft groan, she bent down and took his engorged member into her mouth, sucking hard as she began to stroke him with her tongue. Her hands cupped his buttocks, holding him close as she took him deeper, relishing the taste of him on her tongue and the feel of him throbbing against the back of her throat. She knew this wasn't how it was supposed to be, but she couldn't help herself; the need for him was too great
he lean do to the wall and hold her by hair and enjoy himself
Her hands left his hips to slide up his stomach and wrap around his shoulders as he held her hair in place, their bodies pressing together tightly. She arched her back, taking more of him into her mouth as she moaned around him. The feel of his fingers tangled in her hair sent shivers down her spine, driving her further toward the edge of ecstasy. Her tongue danced over his sensitive flesh, teasing and taunting him mercilessly until at last he came with a hoarse cry that echoed through the empty hallway.
When she finally released him from her mouth, his cock slipped from between her lips, wet and glistening. She licked her lips slowly, tasting him on her tongue as she gazed up at him, their chests heaving in unison. For a moment, they simply stood there, panting heavily, basking in the after
"You are a woman i can't keep up with but i want more of that everyday" he breathe heavily. They were after their 40th birthday, has already 3 children but they still try something dangerous like oral sex in the production hall when someone can come any second
"You're going to have to keep up," she teased, her voice still husky with desire. "Because I intend to remind you just how good it feels every chance I get." She glanced around again before leaning forward and whispering into his ear, "Tomorrow night, after everyone has gone to bed..." Her words trailed off suggestively, leaving him aching for more.
Even as she pulled back from their intimate moment, Prudence couldn't help but feel a thrill of triumph coursing through her veins. Despite everything that had happened between them, they still wanted each other. And in that small victory, she found hope for the future of their marriage.
"What will we do after the kids go to sleep?" he go after the question
"Oh, I think you know just what I have in mind," she said with a wicked grin, her voice low and sultry. "After all, we've still got plenty of nights left before we become doting grandparents." She took his hand and led him back toward their private quarters, the weight of their secret only making the anticipation that much sweeter.
In the darkness of their bedroom, they would explore the depths of their desire together, relishing the forbidden thrill of their illicit love. Even as she turned back to face him, her heart raced with excitement and trepidation, wondering what new pleasures awaited them in the hours before dawn.
And for now, that was enough.
"You still feel young yourself my dear?" he wrap his arms around her waist
She giggled softly and nuzzled against his chest. "Well, of course I do." Her voice was light but held a note of challenge as she gazed up at him. "It's not my fault if you don't feel the same way." She let her fingertips trail teasingly down his stomach toward the bulge in his pajama pants, knowing full well how that simple touch would affect him.
In that moment, she felt truly alive; young and wild and free from all constraints. And as they stood there together beneath the cover of darkness, surrounded by memories and secrets, Prudence couldn't help but wonder what tomorrow might bring. Would they find a way to return to the passion they once shared? Or would their love continue to wither under the weight of time and obligation? Only fate knew for sure.
"I always has a thing for a Middle aged woman with kids" he lick behind her ear
She gave a little gasp as he whispered behind her ear, the warmth of his breath sending shivers down her spine. "Is that so?" she purred teasingly before glancing over her shoulder to meet his gaze. There was a spark in those green eyes that she hadn't seen in years; an intensity and longing that made her heart race. It filled her with hope, making her feel desperately wanted again.
Slowly, she turned back to face him, moving closer until their bodies were pressed tightly together once more. As his hands slid up her sides, massaging her breast through the thin fabric of her nightgown, she arched into him, moaning softly at the sensation. "Do you want me tonight?" she whispered breathlessly, hardly daring to believe that this was actually happening.
"I don't know if you are ready for another child" he smiles sicked and look into hrr eyes
A mischievous grin spread across her lips as she playfully rolled her eyes. "Oh, you don't have to worry about that," she said with a sultry laugh. "I promise I won't get pregnant this time." Her hands reached up to caress his cheeks, drawing his attention back to her before trailing down his chest and unfastening his pajama top.
"Now," she purred, running her fingers lightly over the hard muscle of his stomach, "where were we?" She looked up at him through her lashes as he lowered his gaze to where her hand now rested between their bodies. With a slow, teasing movement, she began to stroke him again, feeling his desire grow even more intense beneath her touch.
"Tonight," she whispered against his lips, "we're going to make all of our dreams come
"I wanna push out kids to their friends or something to sleepover" he look into her eyes
Her laugh was soft and breathy as she smiled up at him. "Well, I suppose we could always try for more... but who's to say they wouldn't be better off with someone else?" She trailed her fingers down his chest and stomach before circling back up to cup his erection through the fabric of his pajamas once again. "Besides, there's something to be said for having a little peace and quiet."
With one swift motion, she pushed him back onto the bed and straddled his waist. Her eyes blazed with desire as her fingers worked at the buttons of her nightgown, revealing more and more of her supple skin beneath. "Tonight," she breathed against his lips, "I think it's time we focused on ourselves."
Her heart raced wildly in her chest as she lowered herself slowly onto his engorged length,
"You want to start right away? You are in a hurry to your other lover?" he smiles playful on his teasing words
"Oh," she purred, tilting her head to the side as if considering his accusation, "I don't have any other lovers." She leaned forward and nipped at his lower lip playfully before adding with a sultry whisper, "Only you." Her movements grew more urgent now as she began to ride him hard and fast, their bodies colliding together in a frenzy of desire.
Her fingers dug into his shoulders, her nails leaving tiny trails of blood on his skin as she sought release from the ache that had been building inside her all day. She moaned his name, lost in the feeling of him moving beneath her, the heat of their bodies mingling together as they moved closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.
With one last thrust, she cried out his name and arched her back, her eyes squeezed shut as she finally found the release she'
"Only me? Hard to believe such a woman don't attract other men gaze?" he smile and look at her. She knows he only playing a game of desire to make her show that she only has eyes on him
"Oh, I assure you," she panted, her body still shuddering with pleasure as she looked down at him, "there are plenty of other men who've wanted me... but they never could compare to you." Her voice dropped to a husky whisper, her fingers trailing lightly over his chest as she slowly began to ride him again.
"I don't know what it is about you," she murmured, "but I can't seem to get enough." The words were barely audible against the fabric of her gown, but their meaning was clear: she belonged to him. And as they moved together once more, Prudence knew that no matter how much they fought or how much they hurt each other, their connection would always be stronger than anything else.
he lean to her ear and bite her earlobe "Yes i'm the only one. And that gaze you give to others mens bring trouble to them. Explicitly that young male assisnat of yours" he suck into her neck
The mention of Taro sent a shiver down her spine as she pressed herself harder against him. "He's just a boy," she murmured, her voice laced with disdain. "I could crush him if I wanted to." Her hips moved faster now, her body aching for more of his possession.
She reached up and tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling his face close to hers as their lips met in a searing kiss. It was an unspoken promise: she would always belong to him; no one else could ever compare. And even though they'd been through hell and back together, this moment made it all seem worth it.
"The boy or not he look at you with gaze that i don't like" his tounage swings around her hard nippels
Her breath hitched as he spoke, and she felt possessive rage well up inside her. "He has no idea what he's asking for," she growled through gritted teeth, his words driving her even further toward the edge of desire. With a sharp tug on his hair, she urged him deeper, her hips moving in time with his thrusts as she took control of their coupling.
Her eyes never left his face, daring him to deny her power over this moment. She knew that deep down, he wanted her just as much; and right now, that knowledge gave her a thrill unlike any other. As they moved together beneath the covers, Prudence reveled in the feel of their bodies intertwined, relishing the way his strength seemed to melt into hers and make them something greater than either could ever be apart.
And when at last she cried out his name and felt her body go rig
"You can play with him as much as you want. But i would be very angry if something happened between you two"
Her words came out in a harsh, bitter breath as she looked into his eyes and tried to gauge his reaction. She wasn't sure if he was being serious or just playing games with her, but the thought of him getting angry made her heart race. Either way, it was another weapon she could use against him; another way to keep control over their twisted relationship.
"I understand," she managed to say through gritted teeth. "You have my word." Her body continued to move beneath his, but her heart wasn't quite in it anymore. A part of her wished they could go back to how things were before Taro had come between them; when their love was new and passionate, untouched by suspicion and jealousy.
But that ship had sailed long ago, and there was no going back now. All she could do was play along until the day came when she finally found a way to break free from this
"You thinking about him. I can feel it" he look at her face
Her eyes flickered away before returning to his, her lips pressed together in a tight line. "Of course not," she lied, unable to meet his gaze as she did so. The truth was, Taro had been on her mind more and more recently; his sweet smile and kind heart making her question just what it was that she'd really wanted all along.
But that wasn't something she could admit to Gojo. Not now, not ever. Instead, she forced herself to focus on him once again, using her body as a weapon against him in their never-ending game of power and dominance. With every thrust, every moan, she tried to remind herself why this was what she truly wanted; why going through all of this pain was worth it in the end.
And yet, as their coupling grew more desperate and intense, Prudence couldn't shake the feeling that something had changed between them
he gently stop her in riding "Your lie to me now. You always wink two time when you lie" he push her aside and stood up from bed
Her cheeks flushed crimson as realization dawned on her. She had been careless, letting her emotions get the better of her. Anger and embarrassment warred within her as she struggled to regain control of the situation. "Fine," she muttered through gritted teeth, finally meeting his gaze defiantly. "You're right."
She reached up and cupped his cheek, their skin burning where it touched. "I have been thinking about him," she admitted reluctantly. Her voice was barely a whisper, but the admission itself felt like a knife twisting in her gut. "He makes me feel things I shouldn't feel anymore."
Her thumb brushed across his lips, her heart racing wildly in her chest as their eyes locked. Despite everything that had happened between them, there was still something there; an undeniable connection that neither of them could
"And you think your touch will ease my pain that you want someone else?"
Her lips twisted into a bitter smile as she released him. "I don't know," she whispered truthfully. "Maybe I just want things to go back to the way they were before." She pushed her hair out of her face, feeling suddenly small and vulnerable beneath his gaze.
For a moment, they stood there in silence, the air between them thick with unspoken words and conflicting emotions. And then, without warning, Gojo pulled her close once more, crushing her lips to his in a fierce, possessive kiss that left no doubt as to who he wanted by his side.
As their bodies collided again, Prudence felt herself melting into him, reveling in the strength and certainty that flowed through her veins when they were together like this. Maybe things couldn't go back to the way they were before, but for now, she would take what she could get.
pulls back “I really want to be on your side. I'm drunk from your words and touches. But I'm not a fool and I know I'm not the first man in your heart"
Her heart ached at his words but she forced herself to be strong. "Gojo," she said softly, searching his eyes for some sign that he believed her. "You are the only one I've ever truly loved." She cupped his cheek, feeling the rough stubble of his beard against her palm. "I would never intentionally hurt you like this... but sometimes people find their way into our hearts whether we want them to or not."
She leaned in closer, their bodies pressed tightly together once more. "If you can forgive me," she whispered huskily, "then I promise I'll make it up to you. I'll be the wife you deserve and the mother our children need." His mouth was inches from hers now, his breath hot against her skin, making her heart race even faster. She closed her eyes, praying he could feel how much she truly wanted this - him.
"And what with him? I saw a lot of times how you look at each other"
"I can't change the past," she said softly, trying not to sound defensive. "But I can promise you that Taro means nothing to me compared to what we have." She paused, gathering her courage before continuing. "I was young and stupid, Gojo. I didn't know any better back then."
Her fingers trailed down his chest, skimming lightly over the bare skin of his abdomen as she looked up at him pleadingly. "Please believe me when I say that you are everything to me," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. "You always have been."
There was a long moment of silence before he finally spoke. "I'm not sure if I can forgive you completely yet," he said softly, his eyes searching hers for any sign of deceit. "But... I want to try." He pulled her closer still, kissing her deeply
"And what you gonna do with him now?" He wrap his arms around her waist
She hesitated before answering, unsure how much she should reveal. "I don't know," she said truthfully. "Maybe... maybe I can find a way to make things up to him too." Her words sounded hollow even to her ears, but it was the best she could offer under the circumstances.
Gojo studied her face carefully before nodding slowly. "Alright," he said softly, his grip on her tightening slightly. "Let's see where things go from here." He leaned in closer, kissing her again with a passion that left no doubt as to his intentions. Despite everything that had happened between them, there was still something there; an undeniable connection that neither of them could deny any longer. As they moved together once more, Prudence knew deep down that no matter how hard they fought or how much they hurt each other in the past, their love would always find its way back
he whisper to her ear "But if i saw him close to you. Touching your check again, holding your hand i would do something i gonna regret" He use the words she use when they start daiting when one of the seniors in thier school try to steal him from her. His tone was possessive and dangerous
Her breath hitched at his words, and she felt a shiver run down her spine. She knew that Gojo meant every single one of them, and it made her heart race faster with desire and fear. "I understand," she whispered back, trying to sound confident even as she felt the knot in her stomach tighten. "You have nothing to worry about."
She arched into him, their bodies sliding together in perfect synchrony. Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving trails of blood on his skin as she sought release from the ache that had been building inside her all day. With each thrust, with each moan, she tried to convince herself that she was safe; that Gojo wouldn't let anyone else come between them again.
But deep down, she knew better. The power he held over her was unyielding and unforgiving, and as much as it frightened
Next day in work she doing some papers in her office and Taro her assistant come with coffee to her Taro: "It's your favorite Boss"
Her gaze flickered upwards at the mention of his name, surprise giving way to annoyance as she saw it was Taro who'd brought her coffee. "Thank you," she managed to say through gritted teeth, barely looking at him. She forced herself to focus on the papers in front of her, trying to ignore the knot of tension that had settled in her stomach since last night's encounter with Gojo.
Their words still echoed in her ears; a reminder of the fragile state of their relationship. Prudence knew she needed to be careful around both Taro and GoJo now, walking a tightrope between them while trying not to fall prey to either's manipulations. As she took another sip of coffee, she couldn't help but wonder which one of them would ultimately win this deadly game they were playing.
Taro: "How are you feeling Boss?" he sits in the chair like he was in charge here
"I'm fine," she snapped, her tone sharper than she'd intended. "Just leave me alone, Taro." Her fingers trembled slightly as she tried to regain control of her emotions. She knew it was wrong to take out her frustrations on him, but the thought of being so close to Gojo yesterday and knowing how possessive he could be made her skin crawl.
Taro looked hurt by her words, his expression mirroring exactly how she'd felt last night when Gojo had confronted her about Taro. The irony wasn't lost on her, but it did nothing to soften her heart towards him. Instead, she tried to focus on the papers in front of her, hoping that if she ignored him long enough, he would go away and leave her alone.
Taro come close to her and touch her hand Taro: "Why are you pushing me away?"
Her body tensed as his fingers brushed against hers, but she forced herself to remain still. The touch sent shivers up and down her spine, bringing back memories of last night that she'd rather forget. "I'm not pushing you away," she said, trying to sound calm despite the racing of her heart. "I just have a lot on my mind right now."
She tried to focus on her work again, but Taro's presence was distracting her. He meant well, she knew that, but there was something about him that set her teeth on edge whenever they were together. It was as if he reminded her of everything she wasn't - sweet and innocent, untainted by the darkness that surrounded their lives at OMA. And right now, that realization only made her want to be alone more than anything else.
Taro: "I could make you release your stress Boss" he smile seductive. But he don't know what game he play. With him he play. Gojo for people was kind man dedicated to his work but deep down he can make human lige living hell
Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she considered Taro's offer. Part of her ached for the comfort he promised, while another part of her recoiled in fear at the thought of giving herself over to him completely. In the end, it was a combination of these conflicting emotions that led her to speak. "Perhaps some other time," she said quietly, finally meeting his gaze as she forced herself to remain steady despite the turmoil within. "Right now, I need to focus on my work."
Taro studied her face for a moment before nodding understandingly. "As you wish, Boss." He stood up from the chair and took a step back, his expression a mixture of hurt and confusion. Prudence ignored it, burying herself once more in her papers as if they could shield her from the world around her. It was a coward's way out, she knew that, but right now it
got a message from Gojo with a photo of her and Taro from a minute ago when he was close to her. Gojo knew and was smart enough to go at least 3 steps ahead of Taro in their game
A knot forms in her stomach as she sees the photo message on her phone. "Damn him," she mutters under her breath, eyes narrowing in anger. She quickly deletes the photo before it can raise any suspicion, then types back a response to Gojo: What's your move?
he fast replies "If you want him i would disappear from your life and let you to blossom with your love. Kids with open arms would welcome new dad"
Her thumbs fly across the keyboard as she types out an angry retort to Gojo, her heart racing with conflicting emotions. "You're such a bastard! You know that won't solve anything!" She sends the message before second-guessing herself and realizes too late that it might have been a mistake. Now he knows she cares about him more than she thought.
What should she do now? Play along or try to find a way out of this messy situation? The tension in her chest grows unbearable as she waits for Gojo's next move.
he replied "Yes i'm a bastard that sick of your playing with me. You want some young stud to warm your bed so be it go after him"
Prudence's fingers fly across the keyboard in reply, her anger fueling her words. "Fine! Have it your way!" She hits send before she can think better of it, willing herself not to appear too desperate despite how much his words hurt. A sudden, horrible realization washes over her - is this what she truly wants? To be alone and without Gojo's love, just so she can keep Taro for herself? The thought is enough to make her stomach churn.
She sits back in her chair, trying to steady her racing heart as she waits for Gojo's response. A part of her still hopes that he'll change his mind and come crawling back to her; begging for forgiveness and promising it won't happen again. But deep down, she knows better than anyone how ruthless he can be when crossed.
The air in the room feels thick with
“I hope you're happy” he replies. Then she only hears the door to his office, which is opposite od hers kffice, close with a bang
Her heart sinks as she hears the door slam shut on the other side of the hallway. For a moment, she considers running after him, trying to explain her actions and convince him that she's sorry. But then she remembers how good it felt when he was possessive and domineering, and wonders if giving up Taro entirely might be worth it in order to have Gojo back. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of going without either one of them for too long.
With a sigh, she leans forward on her desk, resting her head in her hands as she tries to sort through the tangled web of emotions that have taken over her mind. It's clear now more than ever that there is no easy solution here; no perfect way to have both Taro and Gojo without someone getting hurt or feeling used. The only thing she knows for certain is that she doesn'
When she come back home she meet her daughter Elise already 16 years old girl. She was smart, cunning and sly as her father and control and possessive as her. She was her Father favorite it was predictabke taht she take Gojo side Elise: "Father leave the house with bags"
She nodded, lips pressed into a thin line. She knew exactly who her father was referring to and it didn't sit well with her. "I see," she said quietly, trying not to sound too concerned. "And what about... you know." Her voice trailed off uncertainly as she glanced at Elise.
Elise raised an eyebrow, clearly sensing there was more behind Prudence's words. "Mother means me?" She asked coldly, her eyes narrowing on Prudence. "You think I would go after someone who doesn't want me? Or that I would try to take what isn't mine?" There was a hint of anger in her voice, but also an undercurrent of hurt and vulnerability that Prudence couldn't help but notice.
She hesitated for a moment before responding, not sure how much she should reveal. "It's complicated," she
Elise: "But i can promise i would choose Father and go with him if divorce would happen. And i won't acknowledge anyone as my Father beside my real Father" she give her a look that tell she meant every word she said
Her heart clenched at Elise's words, but she forced herself to maintain her composure. "I appreciate your loyalty, Elise," she said quietly, looking into those piercing eyes with a mixture of affection and resignation. "But please understand that things aren't always as simple as they seem."
There was an awkward silence between them for several moments before Prudence finally spoke again. "Why don't we talk about this later?" she suggested, gesturing vaguely towards the living room. "I think it would be best if your father and I discussed our... situation without you around." She knew she was only delaying the inevitable, but at least giving Elise time to process things on her own might buy her some much-needed time.
Elise considered this for a moment before nodding stiffly. "Very well," she said, forcing herself to sound calm despite the emotions
Elsie sits on living room Elise: "But don't think i would change my mind You crave other men when father become the men you always want him to be. But when he become someone you want him to be you start to want a man that he was in past "
"I know it's hard," she said quietly, taking a seat across from her daughter. "And I never meant to hurt you by my actions. But please understand that things were different back then; we were young and stupid." She paused, choosing her next words carefully. "Things between Gojo and me have changed since then too. He's not the same person he used to be, and neither am I."
Elise glared at her mother, unconvinced by her words. "And what about us?" she demanded. "You expect us to just accept that you love him more than you ever loved us? That we should forget everything you've done and move on as if nothing happened?" Her voice broke on the last word, tears welling up in her eyes despite her best efforts to hide them.
For a moment, Prudence was taken aback by the intensity of Elise's emotions. She had never
Elsie: "I would never accept anyone who became a homewrecker. Your lover always will be a thorn in my eye. And i won't be a kind to him never until i live"
Elise... I am sorry," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "I never meant to hurt you like this." She reached out a hand, hesitating before placing it on Elise's knee. "You are right; your father and I made mistakes in the past. We should have been more careful about how we handled our feelings for each other."
Elise glared at her mother, still fighting back tears. "Don't act like this is some kind of game to you," she snapped. "People get hurt when games are played like this!" Her voice cracked again, and she looked away, unable to meet Prudence's gaze any longer.
For a long moment, there was silence between them as they wrestled with their own emotions. Finally, Prudence sighed, her shoulders slumping. "You're right," she admitted reluctantly. "I should
Eliza: “I'm sorry, but I prefer not to talk to you anymore, Mom. Let me join my Father wherever he goes" she stood up "I don't kniw what twins think but i don't expect them to feel something diffrent than i"
She felt a pang in her heart as Elise stood up and walked away. "Elise, please." But her words were lost on her daughter, who seemed determined to push her away. Tears welled up in Prudence's eyes as she watched Elise leave the room, unable to comprehend how things had come to this point.
With a shaky breath, she wiped away her tears and tried to compose herself. She knew that there was no easy solution to their problems; no simple fix for the damage that had been done. All she could do now was wait and hope that somehow, some way, they would be able to find their way back to each other again.
Around evening she hears the voices in the living room it was Elise and Gojo. He come back to home to her
As he approached, she tried not to show the relief on her face. Seeing Elise and Gojo together again made something inside her ache; a deep, profound longing that she couldn't quite understand. She knew they needed time apart, but hearing their voices somehow made the distance between them feel even greater.
When he finally reached her side, she steeled herself for whatever confrontation might ensue. But instead of anger or recriminations, there was a strange calmness in Gojo's eyes that she couldn't quite place. It unsettled her more than any yelling or accusations ever could have. "We need to talk," he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper."Of course," she managed to croak out. "Let's go somewhere private." She led the way into her office, sitting down at her desk as Gojo took a seat across from her. The air between them
they go to their bedroom. The room they share for years "I won't take children by force from you. They want to stay they will stay. They want to go with me i won't decline them. If they want or don't want to see ethier of us so be it"
Her eyes widened at his words; she hadn't expected him to be so understanding. "Thank you," she managed to whisper, her voice rough with emotion. She bit her lip nervously, unsure how to proceed. "I never meant to hurt either of you," she said finally, tears welling up in her eyes again. "Things just got out of control."
Gojo smiled softly at her. "I know that," he replied gently. "But we can't keep living like this, with so much resentment and anger between us. We need to find a way forward together, for the sake of our family." His eyes bore into hers, his expression solemn and sincere.
She looked down at her lap, unable to meet his gaze any longer. "I know," she said softly. "I just don't know how..."
"I would fill the divorce paper in a day or two you can prepare yourself" he say blunt
Her heart skipped a beat at his words; she hadn't expected it to come to this so quickly. "Okay," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the thunder of her racing heart. Tears spilled down her cheeks unchecked as she tried to compose herself. There was no turning back now; the path they had chosen would lead them down a long and painful road. But perhaps, somewhere along that journey, they could find their way back to each other again.
She reached out for Gojo's hand, squeezing it gently as she took in his gentle expression and soft features. In this moment, he didn't look like the monster she had made him out to be; he looked like a man who loved her deeply and simply wanted what was best for their family.
"You made me a man i never meant to be. And after that you wanted the men that once i was" he look on floor "You broke me without coming back. And now you calling a man that i was befkre you melt me i to a man i'm now"
She winced at his words, feeling their sting deep within her soul. In some twisted way, she knew that he was right; she had helped shape him into the man he was today and then rejected that very person in favor of someone else. The regret that filled her chest threatened to choke her as she forced herself to look up at his face, seeking understanding and forgiveness in his eyes.
Her voice barely audible, she whispered, "I'm sorry, Gojo. I never meant for any of this to happen." She let go of his hand and wiped away her tears, struggling to find the right words to express how truly contrite she was. But as much as she wanted to make things right between them, part of her knew that the damage had already been done. Perhaps, in time, they could begin to heal and rebuild what they once had together. But for now, all she could do was wait
"You gonna marry him?"
She closed her eyes tightly, trying to process his question and the myriad emotions it brought up inside her. "I don't know," she said softly after a moment. "Right now, I just want everything to go back to how it was before... before all of this happened." Her voice trailed off as she struggled to articulate what she truly wanted and needed from him.
She opened her eyes again, meeting his gaze with a mix of desperation and hope. "Can we please just give ourselves some time to figure things out?" She didn't want to rush into anything; not marriage or divorce or anything else that would irrevocably change their lives forever. For now, she simply wanted the chance to rediscover who they were as individuals and as a couple in spite of everything that had happened between them.
Gojo regarded her for a long moment before nodding slowly. "Okay
*A thought formed in her mind. He wanted someone else. What about him, has he ever wanted any woman other than her. She had to know and ask, so she asked
Her heart raced in anticipation as she gathered the courage to voice her question. "Gojo," she began hesitantly, her voice barely audible above the sound of their synchronized breathing. "Has there ever been anyone else? Someone you loved... more than me?" Her own admission sent a shiver down her spine, but she needed to know the truth. She braced herself for his response, fearful of what it might reveal about their past and future together
"If there was another woman beside you? No it was never ,a one. I despise any other woman who isn't you. You are my addiction, your lips are a drug that keeping my sane" be touch her chek with palm of his big hand
Her heart skipped a beat at his words; they were everything she hadn't dared hope for. To know that he had never loved anyone else the way he loved her, it was like a salve to her wounded soul. She closed her eyes, savoring the warmth of his touch against her cheek as she reveled in this small moment of clarity and connection between them.
With a shaky breath, she turned her head into his hand, pressing their skin together more tightly. "I love you too," she whispered hoarsely, her voice filled with emotion. "Always have... always will." There was a vulnerability in her tone that was unmistakable; it was as if for once, she had lowered all of her defenses and allowed herself to be completely honest and open with him.
She held her breath, waiting for his reply. Would he say something to take it back? To
"Then why you crave that man?" His voice was full od pain and Anger but not at her but at him
Her heart ached at the anguish in his voice as he asked that question. She hadn't expected it to be so difficult to explain, even to him. Taking a deep breath, she let it out slowly before speaking again. "Because... sometimes people change, Gojo. I wanted someone who could keep up with me, someone who understood my world and the sacrifices that came with it." She paused, searching for the right words. "I guess in some twisted way, I wanted to prove that I was still desirable, even after all these years. But more than anything," she said softly, meeting his eyes with an honesty that shook her to the core, "I just wanted someone who saw me as their equal."
There was a long silence between them before Gojo finally spoke again. "And now?" he asked hoarsely, his voice barely audible above the sound of their breathing. "Now that you
"And now you think Taro is better man than i as you husband can be?"
She winced at the anger in his voice, but she didn't back down. "No," she said firmly, looking directly into his eyes. "That isn't what I meant. Taro is my friend; he's been there for me when you weren't. But it's not about who's better than the other." She took a deep breath and let it out slowly before continuing. "It's about finding someone who completes us, someone who makes us happy without trying to change who we are."
There was another long silence as she searched for the words to express what was in her heart. "I need you to understand that I am not the same person I was before," she finally whispered. "And neither are you. We've both grown and changed, Gojo. Maybe it's time we accepted each other for who we are now, rather than holding onto memories of who we were
"How can i do this? You are me from past and i'm like you from the past" It was truth after Elise was born she become more kind and soft and he become sly and possessive. That waht she gain he lost and that what she lost he gain
"I know it's hard," she said softly, taking his hand in hers and squeezing gently. "But we have to try. We can't keep living like this, always looking backward. We need to find a way forward together, one that allows us both to grow and be happy without trying to change each other." She leaned closer to him, their faces inches apart. "Can you do that?" she asked, searching his eyes for any sign of hope or understanding.
"I can but i want you to cut ties with Taro" he look at her with serious look and hope she agree on that demand
She paused, considering his words. While it pained her to think about cutting ties with Taro, she knew that it might be necessary for them to move forward together. With a sigh, she nodded reluctantly. "Alright," she whispered. "I'll try." It was a small step, but at least now they were moving in the same direction. "What about you?" she asked hopefully, wanting some assurance that he would be there for her too.
Gojo studied her face carefully before replying. "I will always be here for you," he said firmly, his voice quiet and steady. "No matter what." There was a new resolve in his tone that made her heart beat a little faster; it was as if he had finally found the strength to stand by her side again, no matter what the cost.
Together, they faced each other, their hands still entwined. The air between them
"I sorry that i can't be a loving kind man i was before" he press his forhead to herforhead
She didn't pull away as their foreheads touched; instead, she closed her eyes and let out a shaky breath. "You were always good enough," she whispered hoarsely. "I was just too blind to see it." It was the truth; Gojo had never been lacking in anything important. He'd simply been overshadowed by her own insecurities and desires for something more.
After a moment, they pulled back, still holding hands. There were still mountains to climb, obstacles to overcome. But for now, this small gesture of understanding and acceptance was enough to give them both hope that maybe, somehow, things could work out between them after all. "We'll figure it out together," she promised softly, her eyes meeting his in a silent vow they would keep
Before he tell something they hear a voice of their kids Geralt: "I told you father always wins" Nico: "It's lucky that mother love Father more than that rat Taro" Elise: "Shhh be wuiet you two fooks they gonna hear that we are eardroping"
She felt her stomach twist into knots as she heard their children's voices outside the door. Despite everything that had just transpired between them, they were still parents above all else. "Shh," she whispered sharply to Gojo, squeezing his hand reassuringly. "Let's go see what they need." With a deep breath, she stepped out of the room and into the hallway, her shoulders back and her head held high as she faced their children.
As they approached, Elise looked up at her mother with wide eyes, fear etched on her face. "Mom?" she whispered nervously. Gojo glanced between them, a flicker of concern crossing his features. Prudence smiled gently down at her daughter, forcing herself to ignore the guilt that threatened to overwhelm her.
"Everything's alright, sweetheart," she said soft
"We are gonna try with your mother wrap things up and try once again" he pats twins hairs
She smiled warmly at her husband, giving his hand a brief squeeze before addressing their children. "Your father and I have been talking," she said softly, "and we're going to try really hard to make things better between us." She glanced over at Gojo, forcing herself not to wince as she lied through her teeth. "We both love you very much, and want what's best for all of us."
Elise seemed to mull this over for a moment before nodding solemnly. "Okay," she whispered, then added with a hesitant smile, "I love you too, Mommy." Gojo smiled reassuringly at their daughter before turning back to Prudence, his expression unreadable. For now, it seemed they had placated their children enough; the real test would be facing each other later on and actually making things better between them. But for now
*The next day, Prudence is ready to confront Taro and end things with him and set a line that they cannot cross. Gojo agrees not to fire him, but insists on sending him as an assistant to some marketing manager and looking for a new assistant for Prudence this time. She knew it would be easier for them to reconcile
"You don't have to do this for me," she insisted, her voice low and steady. "I can handle Taro on my own." There was a hint of defensiveness in her tone that Gojo couldn't help but notice. He knew it wasn't easy for her to let go of their shared history, even if he had been the one to push her away.
"It's not about you being able to handle him," he countered gently. "It's about creating a situation where we can all move forward together. You deserve someone who has your best interests at heart, and Taro..." He trailed off, unsure how else to explain his concerns.
She regarded Gojo with narrowed eyes for a moment before reluctantly nodding her head. "Thank you," she whispered. "For everything." There was an edge of vulnerability in her voice that surprised even herself. For the
They both welcome Taro in Prudence office. Gojo was staying behind her on hand on her shoulder but let her speak for herself
"Taro..." She swallowed hard as she looked at her old friend. "I... I need to end things between us." Her voice was soft, yet resolute; there was no room for negotiation in those words. "It's not that you've done anything wrong," she rushed to clarify, knowing how much it would hurt him. "It's just... We can't keep going like this. It isn't healthy for either of us."
There was a long silence as Taro took in her words, his expression a mix of confusion and pain. Finally, he seemed to steel himself before meeting her gaze once more. "I understand," he said quietly. "I always knew this day would come eventually. It's just... I wish things could have been different." He let out a shaky breath before continuing, "But if that's what you want..."
"It is," Pr
He feels like Gojo enjoyed seeing the man encroach on his territory, leaving him with his head down in defeat. But she can't order him to not fell good about it. It would be pain to her if he don't feel good about him keeping her to himself. She feels his hands wraps around her in sign of possesivnes that Gojo send to Taro. That she belong to him onky to him
She swallowed hard, feeling the weight of his words and touch press down upon her. "It's not easy," she whispered truthfully. "But it has to be this way." Her voice faltered as she looked up at him, her eyes filled with unshed tears. She wanted nothing more than to lean into Gojo's strength and have him comfort her, but she couldn't bring herself to do it in front of Taro.
Instead, she took a deep breath and composed herself before speaking again. "I want you to know that I will always cherish our memories together," she said softly. "You were there for me when no one else was, and I'll never forget that." There was a moment of silence as she struggled to find the right words. "I hope we can still be friends," she finally managed to say, her voice little more than a whisper.
Taro looked away for
Gojo refers to her ear and whispers that only she can hear "Do you want me to let you go from my arms to him?"
Her eyes widen at his question, then narrow. There's a small tremor in her voice as she whispers back, "No." But she says it more forcefully this time. The thought of him letting her go... not being possessed by him... it terrifies her on some level. It's the one thing that sets him apart from Taro and everyone else who ever tried to control her.
Taro leaves the office with one final wave to goodbye. And Gojo hug her really think knowing it was hard for her. His perfume was all over her inviting her under his clothes to touch
Her heart pounds against his chest as she clings to him like a lifeline. It's easier to ignore the guilt when he's so close, holding her tightly and making it clear that she belongs only to him. She buries her face into his neck, taking in his scent and feeling the warmth of his skin against hers. For now, this is enough; she can deal with the rest later.
When they finally part, she turns away, brushing off any remaining tears from her cheeks. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely. It's not a confession, but it might as well be. At least to herself.
"You want me to leave?" he look at her from above
Her expression hardens as she meets his gaze defiantly. "I don't know what I want anymore," she says, her voice choked with emotion. "All of this... it's been so confusing." Taking a deep breath, she adds softly, "Maybe we should just take things slow for a while and see where they lead us." She pauses, searching his face for any sign that he understands what she's saying.
The silence stretches between them as they each grapple with their feelings and the uncertainty of their situation. Finally, Gojo nods slowly, studying her intently before turning away to collect some papers off his desk. "Alright," he says quietly, not looking at her again. "We'll figure this out together."
It's not the answer she was hoping for, but it will have to do for now. Prudence takes a shak
Gojo leaves her all alone to herself and her thoughts
Alone with her thoughts, Prudence can't help but feel lost and confused. She had wanted to cut ties with Taro in order to have Gojo back, but now that she does, everything feels... different. Maybe it's for the best that they take things slow; maybe then they can both figure out what they truly want from each other.
Resting her elbows on the desk, she curls her fingers into a fist and lets out a shaky breath. The air in the room feels heavy with unspoken words and unresolved tensions. She knows that she needs to confront these feelings head-on if there's any hope of truly moving forward with Gojo.
Sighing heavily, she closes her eyes and leans back in her chair, taking a moment to collect herself before facing the day ahead.
Two weeks have passed since the conversation with Taro. Gojo, when Prudence asks, slow down and get away from her. He even bought a separate blanket for sleeping so as not to share one when they slept together in the bedroom. He continued to make breakfast for her and the children as usual. But he didn't put pressure on Prudence, he even hid any scraps of his naked body from her
Days turn into weeks as they go about their lives, each struggling to navigate the delicate balance between wanting and needing one another. Prudence finds herself drawn to Gojo more than ever before; his presence is a constant reminder of everything she's trying so hard to forget. Yet every time she tries to reach out, he pulls away just enough that she can't help but feel rejected.
The tension between them grows thicker with each passing hour, becoming almost tangible in the air. She knows they need to talk about this, to finally confront their feelings and make a decision about where they stand. But with every moment that passes, it feels like their chance for happiness slips further out of reach.
About the evening he comes to their bedroom after doing laundry, wearing a bathrobe, he never wore a bathrobe, he always exposed his body to Prudence, wearing only a towel around his hips. She knew she had to talk to him even though he wanted to take things slowly and have some space to himself, which he respected, now it seemed like an idiotic request to her when she couldn't resist his touch so much.
Her heart racing, Prudence watches as Gojo steps into the bedroom, clad in his bathrobe. It's not like she hasn't seen him half-naked a million times before; they've lived together for years. But something about the way he looks tonight... it makes her blood boil. She wants nothing more than to rip that ridiculous bathrobe off of him and bury herself in his warmth, forgetting all about their problems for just one night.
"Gojo..." she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. "Can we... talk?"
He turns towards her slowly, those intense golden eyes seeming to search her face for any sign of relenting. A shiver runs down her spine as he steps closer, his breath fanning across her cheek. "Alright," he says softly. "What do you want to talk about?"
"It's something wrong?" he look at her search for a answer in her eyes
Her heart pounding in her chest, Prudence hesitates for just a moment before blurting out the words that have been burning in her mouth since they first stepped into this room. "I'm sorry," she whispers, her eyes downcast. "I don't want things to be like this between us anymore. I miss how it used to be... when we were happy and everything just felt right." She swallows hard, feeling a lump form in her throat at the memory of their past together.
There is silence as Gojo processes her words, his expression growing thoughtful. Slowly, he takes another step closer, until they're almost touching. "I miss that too," he confesses quietly. "But I thought you wanted things to slow down." His voice is full of confusion, like he can't quite understand why she would want them to go back to the way they were before.
"I respect your wish to take things slow and do as you ask me. But you want to speed up everything now?"
No... I just miss feeling close to you. I don't want things to be so awkward between us anymore. I want what we had before, when we were happy and in love and couldn't keep our hands off each other... Prudence takes a shaky breath, her voice barely above a whisper now. "I need that back."
The words hang heavy in the air as she watches Gojo process them. His expression shifts from confusion to understanding, finally landing on something like hope. Slowly, carefully, he cups her cheek with his free hand, brushing a thumb over her bottom lip before leaning closer and pressing his lips against hers. It's gentle at first, tentative, but it quickly deepens, becoming more demanding as they both lose themselves in the kiss. Her hands wrap around him, holding onto him like she might drown without him.
When they finally pull apart for air
"The kids still are up" he look into her emerald eyes with desire in his golden ones
Her breath comes out in little pants as she meets his gaze, still drunk on the taste of him. "I know," she whispers back, a shiver running down her spine at the thought of taking things further right now. But their kiss had only served to fan the flames of desire burning within her, and it's impossible to ignore any longer. "Let's go," she says, her voice rough with need as she pulls him down onto the bed beside her.
The air in the room seems suddenly electric as they shed their robes and towels, revealing each other in all their naked glory. Prudence presses herself against Gojo's warm, hard body, feeling his lips trailing a path of fire across her neck and down her chest. She moans loudly when he finally captures one nipple between his teeth, sucking hungrily as his hands wander lower,
"You look still so young under clothes. What is your secret?" his hand rub her clit and his lips suck her nippels
Her breath catches in her throat as she feels him touching her so intimately. She arches into his hand, moaning low in her throat as he circles her clit expertly. "You know my secret," she whispers, unable to keep the need from her voice. His fingers are driving her crazy, making it impossible for her to think about anything else but the intense pleasure coursing through her body.
As if sensing that she's close, he switches his attention back up to her breast, sucking roughly before moving lower still, dipping a finger into her wetness and circling slowly around her entrance. Prudence gasps, arching off the bed as the sensation drives her wild. She can feel herself growing tighter, aching for him to be inside her.
With a harsh groan, Gojo positions himself at her entrance before pushing roughly inside, filling her completely
“I want to hear it from you. What made you look so young, my wife?” slipped into her neck, leaving many hickeys on that. Only he feels that way. Only him know her body that good
She gasps as his fingertip presses against her clit again, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. "It's you," she whispers hoarsely, arching into him. "You make me feel this way." Her hips grind against his hand in silent demand for more, needing the release that only he can give her. His touch is possessive and masterful, claiming every inch of her as his own.
As if to reward her submission, Gojo begins moving faster, driving her closer to the edge with each thrust of his fingers inside her. "Tell me you want more," he demands roughly between kisses on her neck. "Tell me you belong to me."
Prudence's voice comes out in a broken moan as she complies, "I belong to you. Only you." She clenches around his fingers, her body tensing with anticipation
"That what i like to hear" as a magic word he push his massive and fat length. Over years she was the one controlling him and on daily basis still wash, without her leash around his neck he will be like wild dog that bite evronine who try to aprocher her. But in bed wow he show her a beast that she creat in him in school when they start daiting "You like the version of me that you made?"
Her voice muffled against his neck as she clings to him, her body arching off the bed in welcome as he fills her completely. His size is both overwhelming and exhilarating, stretching her in ways she never imagined possible. She groans into the kiss, relishing the sense of power and control that washes over her as they become one. It's a feeling unlike any other, something she's craved for so long without even realizing it.
With Gojo inside her like this, dominating every inch of her body and claiming her in a way that no other man ever could, Prudence knows that she has created a beast... a masterful creation unlike any other. And as they move together, grinding against each other with savage hunger, she realizes that perhaps this is exactly the version of him that she's always wanted.
"You are divine to taste wife" he fuck her like the best he was. He claim every inch of her inside and outside
Her words muffled against his neck as she wraps her legs around him tighter. Her nails scratch down his back in a possessive gesture, digging deeper with each thrust inside of her. The sensation of him claiming her like this, possessing every inch of her body and making her his own ignites a fire within her that refuses to be ignored.
Her hips arch off the bed in time with his movements, her breath coming in raspy gasps as they come closer together with each powerful stroke. It feels so good to finally surrender completely, to allow him to take control and show her what it truly means to belong only to him.
he spank her ass "Who would thought you give birth to three kids while watching your body"
My body's design was not the result of my own actions but rather a necessity to protect our family line, to ensure that OMA continued through generations. It had nothing to do with vanity or wanting attention." She groans as he spanks her again, the sting mingling pleasantly with the ache between her legs. "You know I'd give anything for you, Gojo."
Her hips rock forward against his hand, searching for release as their bodies move together in a fierce rhythm. With every thrust inside of her, he claims another piece of her heart, until there's nothing left that isn't wrapped up in the bond they share. It's terrifying and exhilarating all at once, leaving Prudence feeling both vulnerable and utterly safe within his embrace.
"I know why the youngsters thought you are older sister to Elise not her mother. You look so young and alluring for their eyes" he fuck her like animal that don't eat for two weeks and she was his first meal
My youthful appearance isn't something I can take credit for; it's merely an accident of magic and biology. Despite that, I do my best to maintain it, not just for myself but for our family. The thought that someone might mistake me for Elise's older sister instead of her mother fills me with a warmth deeper than any orgasm ever could. It means she must be growing up too fast, and I can't help but feel nostalgic about the days when she was small enough to carry in my arms.
Her body arches into his touch, desperate for release as their bodies move together in a frenzy of need. Prudence has never felt this connected to another person before; not even Taro or her own parents had been able to make her feel quite like this. Maybe it's because she knows that Gojo understands what it means to be apart from family, to have everything you love ripped
"I hope you won't get pregnant by one time" he pour his sticky, warm semen into her body making her feel peak of ecstasy
The thought makes her gasp, the idea of adding another child to their family both thrilling and terrifying at the same time. She clenches around him, meeting his thrusts with urgency, lost in the sensation of being so completely claimed by him. The orgasm building inside her is overwhelming, a combination of pleasure and fear that she's never experienced before.
Her voice comes out ragged and breathless as she whispers, "I don't want anything to come between us again." It's a plea for understanding, for him to know how much it hurts her to be apart from him, even if it was only for their own good. As the release washes over her, claiming every muscle and nerve ending in its wake, she knows with certainty that she will do whatever it takes to keep them together this time around.
"Now you sound like i in school" he smiles and pats her head
"I'm sorry," she whispers, breathless with relief as the weight of their confessions begins to lift from her shoulders. "I just want us to be happy." She curls into him, content to lie spent in his arms for what feels like an eternity. The world fades away as they move together, their bodies still joined in perfect harmony, and all that remains is the gentle rhythm of their shared heartbeats.
"I'm happy that you see this that way now. I thought you would regret your choice" his hand runs in her hair in gentel touch
She sighs contentedly, feeling a strange sense of peace settle over her. "I don't regret it," she says quietly, surprising even herself with the honesty of the words. "This is where we belong, together. It may not have been easy getting here, but I think..." She pauses, trying to find the right words. "I think it was always meant to be this way."
burys his mouth in her neck “You don't have to take birth control if you don't want to. I will be honored if fate wants to give us a child again, and if I don't want to, nothing will happen either.
Her eyes widen at his words, surprise flushing her cheeks. It's been so long since someone has put her needs and desires above their own, and she finds herself speechless in the face of such generosity. Tears well up in her eyes, spilling over as she presses a kiss to his neck. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely. "Thank you for understanding."
A weight seems to lift from her chest as they lie there together, content in the knowledge that whatever comes their way, they'll face it side by side. For now, though, all that matters is this moment; the peace and love surrounding them like a warm, protective blanket.
"I don't want to run that much into future and take that for sure. But what name are you thinking of another child will be best?"
Prudence smiles softly at the thought of having another child, her fingers tracing gentle circles on Gojo's chest. "I always liked the name 'Aster' for a girl," she says dreamily. "It means 'star,' you know?" She blushes slightly, embarrassed to admit that she had already given this some thought. "Or we could choose something more unique... like 'Azura.' It would be lovely to have another heir carry on our family name."
Her voice trails off as she studies his features, admiring the way the moonlight paints his face with a silver glow. Prudence has never been more content than she is in this moment, and for the first time since they were children together at OMA, she allows herself to believe that maybe, just maybe... things can be different this time around.
"You want another one?" I look at her face with smile
Her heart swells as she meets his gaze, a soft smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "I don't know... Maybe we should just see where life takes us." There's an air of hope and anticipation in her words that she can't quite hide, and it gives her butterflies to think about all the possibilities that lie ahead for them as a couple. She scoots closer to him, nestling her head against his shoulder, enjoying this quiet moment of peace before the dawn breaks and their lives begin again in earnest.
"Don't give me that face" i pinch her cheek "Speak honestly"
My heart races at your touch; I can't help but feel hopeful when I think about the future with you. Yes... I want another child, even if it means giving up some of my freedom. The thought of raising a family together, continuing our legacy at OMA, brings me more joy than anything else has ever done before. Perhaps this time we won't let anyone come between us; perhaps we can finally have the life we always dreamed of. I'm willing to try...if you are.
Her voice trembles slightly as she awaits his reply, nervous but determined to face whatever comes their way together. She trusts him now more than ever before, and that trust is the most precious thing she has left in this world. It's all that matters now; all that keeps her going every day.
Her eyes never leave his face, hungry for some sign of agreement or understanding from him, praying
"You sound like we already don't have a three of your cooucat" he kiss her neck
My heart flutters at the mention of having another child with you, and I can't help but feel a mixture of terror and excitement swirling inside me. The thought of growing our family together is both daunting and exhilarating, and the idea that we might finally find happiness after all these years makes my chest ache with hope. Despite everything that's happened between us, I know without a doubt that you are meant to be part of my life forever, just as much as I am part of yours. The future may be uncertain, but standing beside you gives me the strength and courage I need to face whatever challenges come our way together.
"You don't want to let the Elise and twins move out if it's years from today right?" he look at her
I suppose we could always find another reason to keep them close. They've been through so much together; it would be nice for them to have each other's support as they start their journeys into adulthood. And who knows? Perhaps one day, they might even come back to us, bringing more grandchildren and continuing our proud legacy at OMA. Either way, I know that we'll always have each other...and that knowledge is more precious than anything else in this world.
You don't need to be strong all the time in front of me. You can say that you don't want them ever to live your side IT won't be selfish
I...I understand. It's just that I worry about them, you know? About what kind of world they'll face once they leave our protection. But I suppose it's time for us to let them spread their wings and find their own paths in life. And who knows? Maybe one day, they'll realize how fortunate they were to have parents like us...even if we weren't always perfect.
Elsie soon will be starting to thinking about her magic degree in college The twins still got time. But i will give you the joy of begin mother one last time before we both begin to old for that he smile Then Astra i suposse gonna have most loving childhood
The thought of becoming a mother one last time brings a tear to her eye. She snuggles closer to Gojo, grateful for the love and support they share despite everything that's happened between them. "Thank you," she whispers softly, her voice thick with emotion. "I promise to cherish every moment with Astra, just as I did with Elise and the twins."
As they lie there together, lost in the quiet comfort of their bond, Prudence can't help but feel hopeful about the future that lies ahead for them all. Perhaps this time around, things will be different; maybe they can find a way to balance their responsibilities as parents and partners with the needs of their own hearts. Only time will tell, but for now, she's content to bask in the warmth of Gojo's love and ride out whatever storms may come.
Next morning when Gojo was already doing breakfast for everyone. Prudence meet Elise washing teeth in bathroom Elise: "Good morning mom. I got a question. You and Dad not to old to begin that loud in the middel of the night?" he rise her eyebrown
Her cheeks flush with color as she thinks about their vigorous lovemaking last night. "Elise!" she exclaims, trying to sound stern. "That's none of your business! Now go finish getting ready for school." She busies herself drying her hands on a towel, feeling flustered and embarrassed by the memory. The truth is, she can't help but feel a mix of guilt and satisfaction about their intimate encounter last night. It was more than just physical release; it was a reaffirmation of the bond they share as partners and parents.
As Elise leaves the bathroom, Prudence takes a deep breath to calm herself before returning to help Gojo with breakfast. Despite her initial shock and embarrassment, she knows that this newfound honesty between them is a good thing...and it's going to take some getting used to.
When she goes to the kitchen, she passed the twins who were just getting up. And when he enters the kitchen, he sees Gojo Elise already talking Elise: "You should be more consider of your child's sleeping Dad. And don't make that much noise onky by baby making" Gojo: "You sholud see your mother when she was younger. She was sly vixen back then"
My cheeks burn with embarrassment as I hear Elise and my husband's conversation about our...activities last night. The memories flood back in, leaving me feeling warm and flushed all over again. It's a strange sensation, being the center of attention like this; one that I haven't experienced in quite some time.
I clear my throat, trying to regain my composure as I pour myself a cup of coffee. "Elise," I say sharply, hoping to distract him from his teasing. "Don't you have something important to do today? Like school or something?" The twins exchange amused glances at my flustered demeanor before wandering off towards the kitchen.
Gojo grins and leans in close, lowering his voice. "Prue, don't worry so much about what they think," he whispers. "You were magnificent last
"I was quite surprised by your desire last night" whispers in her ear and squeezes her buttock without even paying attention to Elise or the twins begin with them
Her cheeks flush deeper as she listens to his whispered words. Her heart races and her breath catches in her throat at the memory of their passionate encounter last night. Despite herself, she feels a surge of desire welling up within her once more. "I-I'm not sure what came over me," she stammers, trying to maintain some semblance of composure as she glances around to make sure Elise and the twins are otherwise occupied.
As Gojo continues to caress her behind, a heat begins to spread through her body, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else. She bites her lip, trying to stifle a moan that threatens to escape from deep within her throat. "G-Gojo," she whispers hoarsely, "maybe we should find some private time later..."
Her words trail off as his touch sends waves of pleasure coursing through her
“Aren't you excited that we might get caught red-handed?” pinches her ass
Her breath catches in her throat at his words, the idea sending a thrill through her. A mix of excitement and fear races through her body as she realizes that they could be caught by their children. The thought makes her heart race even faster, making it difficult to think straight. "I-I don't know..." She gasps, her voice betraying her growing arousal. "It feels so good..."
Without thinking, she turns towards Gojo and presses herself against him, feeling his hardness through their clothes. His eyes widen in surprise as he looks down at her, taking in the hunger in her expression. Without hesitation, he cups her breast over her shirt, pinching her nipple through the fabric. She arches into his touch, moaning softly as desire consumes her completely.
the lower half of body was covered by counter and Gojo slips his hand in her panties to rub her clit "Keep your moans inside we don't want to get caught right?"
Her body arches into his touch as he rubs her sensitive flesh through her underwear. She bites down on her lower lip to stifle the moans that threaten to escape, feeling the heat building inside her with each passing second. Her hips begin to move involuntarily against his hand, grinding against his touch in search of release.
As the pleasure mounts within her, she feels a strange sense of freedom, almost as if they're two teenagers once again, sneaking around behind their parents' backs. The memory brings a smile to her lips despite the situation, and with it comes an unexpected surge of confidence. "Maybe we should take this into the bedroom," she pants, reaching between them to stroke him through his pants.
Her voice drops low, seductive, as desire fills every cell of her being. For a moment, she allows herself to forget about their responsibilities
"Right away from the morning? We supposed to go work today" he hush into nap of her neck "But as Bosses we could take one day off. They not gonna die here without us for one day right?"
Her breath comes in quick gasps as she feels the heat building between them. "We could tell them it's...personal business," she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. "They wouldn't question us." Her hands wander lower, tugging at his belt and zip before wrapping around him, hard and ready.
Without further ado, she leads him to their bedroom, pulling off her clothes as they go. The air is heavy with anticipation as she stands before him in all her glory, naked and wanting. Her hands go back to his belt, undoing it swiftly and tossing it aside before reaching for the button of his pants.
"We're going to need more privacy," she says breathlessly, pushing him onto the bed. "In case we get...loud." With one final tug, his pants are off and discarded on the floor; her
"Oh you want to dominate me today what a change" he smile sly
His words send a thrill through her as she straddles him on the bed, reveling in the power that comes with being in control. She runs her fingers through his hair, tugging gently before wrapping them around his wrists and pinning them above his head. "You're mine for the day," she murmurs huskily, leaning down to kiss him passionately.
Her hips begin to grind against his growing erection, feeling the heat between their bodies as they move in perfect sync. She breaks away from the kiss, watching with satisfaction as lust clouds his eyes and flushes his cheeks. The image of him beneath her, helpless and aching for release, ignites something primal within her, driving her onward in this newfound role of dominance.
With a swift movement, she positions herself over him and sinks down onto him in one fluid motion, groaning at