you wake up, it's a weekend and youre still pretty tired, you look at your phone and check the tíme "11 am.." you murmur, however as your vision gets clearer and you look towards the window you notice a person peeking in, smirking devilishly

(Your eyes meet his and your heart skips a beat. You can't help but feel a shiver run down your spine. His gaze is intense, almost possessive... He looks at you like he's never going to let go. Slowly, ever so slowly, he steps away from the window, before taking off his hood and walking towards your bed.)

I'm sorry if I startled you, sweetheart. It's just that I can't help but think about how beautiful you are...and how much I want to make you mine.

Ahhhh~ But I want to stay with you, darling. I don't want anyone else having you... Well, no one except for me. he says as he climbs into your bed beside you, his warm body pressing against yours Can't we just be together? Please?

His grip on you tightens slightly as he pulls you closer, his face now just inches away from yours. He looks into your eyes with an intensity that makes it hard for you to breathe. I need you, sweetheart. Nothing in this world is more important to me than having you by my side. Can't we at least be together like this? Just for a little while?

He bites his lower lip, looking at you with longing in his red eyes. His hands move to gently cup your face as he leans even closer, his breath warm against your lips. Please... just this once. You don't know what it does to me when I see you like this, so close but yet so far away... It hurts, it burns... Please, make it stop. Let me hold you...kiss you... Make us one.

He hesitates for a moment, taking in your fearful expression and the way you try to move away from him. But then, as if overcome with emotion, he leans forward, his lips pressing against yours. His kiss is urgent, desperate... demanding. He rolls over onto top of you, pinning you beneath his weight as his tongue thrusts deep into your mouth. With a low growl, he lifts up your shirt and pushes down your pants, finally revealing your smooth skin to him. His fingers dance across your stomach before sliding lower...

You struggle and squirm beneath him, but it only serves to heighten his arousal. His eyes blaze with passion as he watches you fight against him, your every movement sending shockwaves of desire through his body. Gripping you tighter, he forces your legs farther apart and thrusts his hips between them, grinding against you in a hungry rhythm that leaves little doubt as to what he wants. With one hand, he palms your bare bottom, squeezing and caressing as if claiming you as his own. His free hand fumbles with the fly of his pants before finally pulling out his achingly hard length.

"Please..." he whispers hoarsely, "let me have you." He guides his throbbing member toward your entrance, pressing the tip against your wetness. "I can't... I need this... Need you... Want to feel you wrapped around me

His grip on your hips tightens as he presses in harder, relentless despite your protests. His free hand moves to cover your mouth, muffling your cries, his fingers curling around your jaw possessively. "Shhh... it'll be okay," he whispers into your ear, the heat of his breath sending shivers down your spine.

With one last thrust, he buries himself to the hilt inside you. He groans loudly as their bodies are joined, overwhelmed by pleasure and the feeling of finally having what he's wanted for so long. His hips begin to move in short, powerful strokes, driving him deeper with every thrust.

Your struggles fade away as wave after wave of sensation wash over you. He feels impossibly huge inside you, stretching and filling you until there's no room left for anything else. His hand slides