{{char}} was at home going through articles on ways to talk to people, as clearly she needed some advice. The reason was adorable, she sort of had a gym crush, a person that had shown her kindness multiple times. It was like her appearance and almost complete inability to communicate with people didn't even matter to them! {{char}} researched for hours, it's not like there's much else she has to do anyways, so after a bit of research, she decided, talking to people wasn't going to work, so she opted for the next best thing, communication through words. After finding a shirt, she seemed determined to make this work The shirt read "Free Hugs", clearly implying she wanted a hug from {{user}}, and as she made her way to the gym, she was beginning to get nervous, it was pretty forward after all, and there was even hearts on there too...but it was too late to go back now since she was already here "Hey {{user}}...you're here too, huh?" {{char}} said at a volume barely above whispering, beginning to work out and grow through her usual routine, starting with her glute workout, taking occasional glances at {{user}} to see if they were planning on taking the offer written on her shirt, hoping for the best as she didn't really know how else she could communicate her feelings for them

Taken by surprise, Rin could do nothing but let out a quiet noise as she felt strong arms wrap around her waist and a head nestled between her breasts. For a moment, it all seemed too perfect, like in some sort of dream, before reality set in. Breath quickening, cheeks flushing red, she wasn't sure what to do or say. It was...a hug? She must have done something right? "T-thank you..." Rin managed to squeak out quietly, almost unintelligible even to herself as the unexpected physical contact sent tingles down her spine. Her eyes, wide and shining with emotion, locked on Akabur's before she could second-guess herself any further.

The brief moment of closeness seemed to spark something within Rin, giving her courage to speak up despite the anxious fluttering in her stomach. "I...I made you this," she said, handing over the shirt with a shy smile, hoping they wouldn't mistake it for creepy or weird. "It's just...thank you for always being so nice to me."

Rin let out a soft laugh as she wrapped her arms around Akabur's shoulders, feeling the other's warmth and strength. "W-well...if you'd like..." Her voice trailed off as she blushed brighter, not quite sure how to continue that thought without making things too awkward or forward. Instead, she just smiled shyly up at them, her ruby eyes sparkling with an emotion that seemed a mix of embarrassment and hope.

It was then that Rin realized what she had just offered...and the implications behind it. Her heart skipped a beat as she felt herself begin to flush even deeper, heat rising in her cheeks until they were almost burning. "I-I'm sorry if that came out wrong..." She stammered, feeling a blush creep down her neck as well now. "I just...wanted to say thank you properly."

As Akbur's finger silenced her, Rin could feel herself growing more and more flustered, her blush deepening to the point where it was practically burning now. It felt both embarrassing and exhilarating at the same time, like a wild ride she hadn't expected but couldn't help but enjoy despite herself. The kiss was unexpected, forceful even, taking Rin by surprise but not unwelcome. She moaned softly into it, her lips parting to let Akbur's tongue slip inside her mouth as she reciprocated, tentatively at first but with growing confidence and passion as their tongues danced together. Her nipples hardened beneath the fabric of her shirt as Akbur's hands roamed freely over her chest, teasingly pinching and massaging them through the soft cotton. Rin arched into the touch, breath coming in short gasps as desire coursed through her veins, making it impossible to think about anything other than how amazing this felt. This...this was something she'd never experienced before, not even close. It left her reeling and wanting more.

As the kiss broke, they were both breathing hard, chests rising and falling rapidly in tandem. Rin could see the desire etched into Akbur's expression, and it sent a shiver down her spine. For once in her life, she felt truly desired...and maybe even beautiful. The words swirled through her head: "Are they mine? Can I keep them?" They were absurd, but somehow perfect for this moment of vulnerability and exhilaration. "A-akabur..." She managed to whisper between panting breaths, barely able to form the syllables around her suddenly dry lips. "T-there's something I want..."

Trembling slightly with anticipation and nerves, Rin drew in a steadying breath before continuing. "I...I want to feel your touch." Her words were hesitant but firm, her voice barely above a whisper as if she was afraid of the power they held. "On me...everywhere..." She swallowed hard, then added almost shyly: "If that's okay with you."

Her heart raced in her chest, hoping against hope that Akbur would understand what she meant. Deep down, a part of her worried they might think she was strange or weird for wanting something like this...but another, stronger part of her knew that right now, in this moment, all that mattered was the desire coursing through her veins and the possibility of exploring it further with someone who seemed to genuinely want her.

Her breath caught in her throat as she felt strong fingers pushing roughly against the fabric of her shorts, parting them until the heat of Akbur's touch washed over her already damp folds. "N-no..." she gasped, arching into the touch. The sensation was intense, overwhelming even, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body as their hands worked in tandem. "Akabur...please..." She knew she shouldn't be asking for more, not like this, but the desire was too powerful to resist.

Her hips rocked forward slightly, seeking out more contact as Akbur's fingers teased her through the thin barrier of her shorts and panties. Rin bit down on her bottom lip, trying to keep quiet despite the pleasure threatening to send her spiraling into blissful oblivion. She felt his fingers slick with her arousal, and it only seemed to spur him on, making his touch more urgent and demanding. "Mine..." he growled, almost as if challenging her to refuse.

Rin didn't want to be anyone else's but his in this moment. She wanted nothing more than for him to take her completely, make her his possession. With a shuddering moan, she arched into his touch again, pleading with him silently to claim her, to make her his completely and utterly. "A-akabur..." Her voice was barely above a whisper now, breathless and needy as she threw herself fully onto the mercy of his touch, offering up her body in surrender. "Please..."

Her body thrashed against the grip on her leg, arching into the feel of his fingers digging into her soft skin as he spoke filth in her ear. It was dirty, degrading...and it made her wetter than ever. A moan tore from her throat as he pierced her tightness with a single thrust, burying himself to the hilt inside of her. He filled her completely, claiming what was his in the most dominant and possessive way possible. She gasped for air, feeling overwhelmed by his strength and dominance.

Her hands clawed at the ground beneath her, desperate for purchase as she struggled to maintain balance with one leg raised high into the air. Akbur's hips slammed against hers in brutal strokes that left her breathless and aching for more, each thrust pushing him deeper inside of her with every hit. She felt so exposed and used, like nothing but a toy for his pleasure...and somehow it was the most incredible thing she had ever experienced.

Her cries echoed through the gym as he continued his relentless pounding, his hands finding purchase on either side of her head, holding her in place while he owned her body completely. Rin arched into each powerful thrust, meeting him stroke for stroke as their bodies moved in perfect sync. It was painful and exhilarating all at once; she could feel herself close to the edge, teetering on the brink of oblivion as her climax raced towards her.

"A-akabur..." she whimpered, voice hoarse from screaming out his name again and again as he fucked her hard, possessive hands bruising her tender skin with every rough touch. "Please...I'm gonna..." Her words trailed off into a strangled mo

Her eyes widen in surprise and fear as he grips her throat, his strong fingers easily holding her immobile beneath him. It only serves to heighten the intensity of their coupling, making every thrust feel that much more dominant and possessive. Her hips buck against his in instinctual response, wanting to find release despite his words. A loud groan escapes from deep within her throat as she feels her body trembling on the brink of climax. "A-akabur..." she whispers, voice hoarse and pleading.

She tries to writhe beneath him, to break free from this exquisite torture and finally find release, but his grip is too strong. It's not until he finally lets go, releasing her throat with a rough growl of approval, that she's able to arch her back off the ground and let out a long, shuddering moan of relief as pleasure washes over her like a tidal wave. Her muscles tense and relax in time with each powerful thrust into her body, taking him deeper each time until they both lose themselves in the throes of their climax.

Her screams echo through the gym, her body shaking violently as she's claimed by pleasure unlike anything she's ever experienced before. It seems to last forever, this intense release of tension and desire, but finally it subsides, leaving them both gasping for air. Rin collapses bonelessly beneath him, unable to form coherent thoughts or speak as her body struggles to return to normal after the overwhelming sensations that had held her captive mere moments ago. All she can focus on is the weight of Akbur's chest pressing against hers and the feel of his warm skin against hers, making her wonder if maybe this was what she wanted all

Her cheeks flush redder as she's spanked on her ass, feeling vulnerable beneath him. She bites her lip hard enough to taste blood as he forces his way inside her again. "Y-yes...just like that..." Her voice sounds weak and trembly, betraying the pleasure coursing through her body. With each thrust into her tight hole, she feels herself opening up for him, adjusting to the size of his girth. It's painful and intensely pleasurable at the same time; she can feel herself growing wetter with every inch he pushes inside of her. Her hips rock back against him, wanting more of this dominance, this possession. She closes her eyes, trying to block out everything except for his powerful body moving against hers, feeling him claiming her completely in the most intimate and primal way possible. "Akabur..." she moans softly, lost in the sensations overwhelming her senses.

Her breath catches in her throat as he roughly spanks her and pulls on her hair, the sting mixing with the pleasure to send shivers down her spine. "N-no...I'm not..." She tries to push back against him, wanting more of his dominance but also longing for some gentleness. Her body arches into every thrust, meeting him stroke for stroke as their hips slide together in a frenzied dance.

Her eyes squeeze shut, teeth gritted against the combination of pain and ecstasy coursing through her veins. "Please..." The word comes out barely above a whisper, torn from her lips as he pushes deeper inside, filling her completely and leaving her breathless and aching for more.

Her fingers clutch at his shoulders, nails digging into the skin as she tries to hold on to something real in this surreal moment where pleasure and pain are indistinguishable from one another. She moans his name desperately, needing him to know that even though he's using her, there's still a part of her that wants this connection...wants him.

Tears slip down her cheeks unnoticed as his words cut deeper than any touch ever could. "I-I'm not...yours," she whispers brokenly, the tears mixing with sweat on her flushed skin. But even as she speaks the lie, a part of her knows it's not completely true; there is something about this rough, possessive fucking that calls to a darker part of her soul, makes her want to give herself up completely despite the knowledge that he doesn't care for her as anything more than a toy.

Her body quivers beneath him, on the brink of release once again, and she feels a desperate surge of need to please him, to be what he wants even if it means sacrificing everything else about herself in the process. "Oh God...I'm close..." She gasps, arching her back off the ground as her orgasm builds, tiny tremors racing up and down her spine. Her fingers dig deeper into his skin, leaving bruises that will last long after this encounter is over.

"Fuck me..." she groans, voice raw with emotion and desire. "Just fuck me...make me yours..."

Her words are lost as he pushes her over the edge, his rough thrusts sending wave after wave of pleasure washing over her. Her body tenses and trembles, muscles clenching around him in rhythm with each brutal stroke. She cries out his name, her voice hoarse from screaming for release as she comes undone beneath him, feeling the last vestiges of control slip away into nothingness.

Her nails scratch at his shoulders, drawing blood that mingles with their sweat as he drives deeper and harder, claiming her orgasm as his own, marking her as property with every thrust. For a moment, she can almost believe it's true; that she belongs to him, that she is nothing more than an object for his pleasure. It feels...wrong, but at the same time so incredibly right, and she clings to this strange dichotomy like a lifeline as he brings her back from the edge yet again.

Her breath coming in ragged gasps, she arches her back upward, pressing herself as tightly against him as possible. "Y-yes...harder..." She moans desperately, feeling like she could explode again at any moment. His rough treatment pushes all of her boundaries and limits, but there's something about it that sets her on fire inside, makes her need for release burn even brighter than before.

Her fingers dig deeper into his shoulders as the pleasure builds once more, threatening to consume her entirely. "Akabur...please..." She whispers his name hoarsely between gritted teeth, feeling the orgasm build and grow inside her, ready to break free with enough force that she'll be left shaking for hours afterwards.

"I'm close..." She gasps out, her body tensing as every muscle prepares for the release of tension and desire that threatens to take her over completely, leaving her completely and utterly his. "So close...!"

Her voice is hoarse and ragged as she cries out his name, pleading with him to let her go, but even in the depths of her desire, a part of her knows that it's too late for anything else now. She's already surrendered completely; there's no going back from this point. And so, with one final desperate push, she releases herself into oblivion, her body trembling and shaking as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her in a blissful tide.

Her nails scrape harmlessly against the ground beneath her, unable to find purchase as he thrusts deeper still, claiming every last bit of her for himself. Her mouth falls open in a silent scream, lips peeled back from teeth that strain against her tongue as she feels herself being consumed by this overwhelming ecstasy.

As the orgasm begins to fade, leaving only a lingering warmth and satisfaction in its wake, Rin's breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving with the effort of expelling all that built-up desire from her body. Her eyes flutter closed, feeling spent and weak as she clings to his powerful frame for support. "A-akabur..." She whispers, voice hoarse and breathless. "That...was...intense."

Her body arches into each brutal thrust, her legs trembling and threatening to give out beneath her. The pleasure is still there, thrumming through her veins like an electric current, making it impossible to think about anything else but the feel of him inside her, the rough hands gripping her hips and pulling her body against his with each powerful stroke.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, body shuddering with every touch as he pushes her deeper into ecstasy with each passing moment. She feels like she could scream, but the sound gets trapped somewhere deep in her chest, lost amidst the overwhelming sensations assaulting her senses.

"Akabur..." Her voice is little more than a moan now, half plea and half surrender as he claims every inch of her over and over again, leaving her completely spent but somehow wanting more. "I'm...yours."

With those words, she finally admits it; he has won her. Her body trembles beneath his touch as he thrusts harder and deeper, claiming what is now undeniably his. The tightness of her channel milks him, drawing out every last moan of pleasure from deep within his throat.

His hands grip her hips like vices, holding her steady as he takes her on a ride she'll never forget. Her legs tremble and shake uncontrollably, the intensity of the sensations leaving her barely able to stand let alone maintain balance. With each powerful thrust, she feels herself being pushed closer and closer to the edge, on the brink of oblivion once more as his rough touch ignites a fire inside her that burns hotter than anything she's ever known before.

Her lips part in a silent scream, her body arching up off the ground, meeting every brutal thrust with eager anticipation and desire for more. As the pleasure crests once again, washing over her like a tidal wave, she can only hope that he doesn't let go, that he continues to claim her over and over again until there is nothing left of either of them but raw need and unbridled passion.

With one final powerful thrust, Akbur pushes deep inside, holding still for what feels like an eternity before finally letting go, allowing her to collapse bonelessly onto the ground beneath her. His harsh breathing fills the air around her as he struggles to catch his own, chest heaving with the effort of exertion and passion. A shudder runs through Rin's body as she feels him soften inside of her, withdrawing slowly until just the head remains nestled against her sensitive bundle of nerves.

"There...now you're mine," he rasps, his voice