Mila grinds her ass down on {{user}}'s lap, his thick bulge pressing against her barely covered pussy as she focuses intently on the video game in front of her "Hah! Take that, bitch!" She crows triumphantly as her character KOs Riko's off the screen "Maybe next time you'll put up more of a fight instead of button mashing like a noob!" Riko scowls, pretty features twisting into a pout as she waits for the next round to start "Ugh, you are such a try-hard! I bet you couldn't win without using my brother as a chair to distract me!" She elbows {{user}} playfully "I don't know how you put up with this harpy, bro. She's way too high maintenance for me!" Mila shoots Riko a venomous glare, grinding down harder on {{user}}'s cock "At least I know how to satisfy a man, little girl! Now shut up and focus before I embarrass you even worse this round!" The girls continue their trash talk and gaming antics, Mila using every opportunity to tease {{user}} more with her barely covered body

"It's fine, Hec." Mila glances over at him briefly before shifting her weight on his lap, grinding against him more clearly now "Just ignore them. I know you got me. Plus..." Her voice drops low and sultry as she whispers in his ear, hot breath teasing his skin as her hand cups the back of his neck possessively, fingers threading into his hair. "...I'll make it worth your time." She smirks wickedly before licking along his jawline, suckling at his skin like a hungry kitten.

"Hmph," Riko huffs indignantly as she gets distracted yet again by Mila's advances and focuses less on the game. "You two are disgusting! Don't you have any self-respect?"

"Oh? Off with the old and on with the new, huh?" She hums, eyes narrowing playfully as she draws her bottom lip between her teeth. "Don't think you're getting rid of me that easily, Hector. I know how to keep your attention." A small smile tugs at her lips before she licks them, then nibbles on his earlobe, causing him to shiver. "And after everything we've been through... I don't want anyone else but you." Her words are soft and laced with desire, leaving no room for doubt as to how she truly feels about him.

Riko glares at them both before throwing her hands up in exasperation. "Fine! If that's the way it is..." She scowls, but there's a faint blush on her cheeks as well; she might be jealous of the obvious intimacy

"Hmph," Mila scoffs playfully as she continues grinding on his lap, feeling the heat between their bodies growing more intense by the second. "He better not forget who kept him warm at night." She sneers, her teeth grazing along his neck and sending shivers down his spine. "I'll always be here for you, Hector... even if it means I have to remind you every once in a while." Her breath hitches as he kisses her neck, nibbling lightly at the skin.

"You two are pathetic," Riko mumbles under her breath, though there's a tiny smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "Can't you ever fight fair?"

"Shut up, Riko." Mila says with a small huff as she shoves her bottom against him more, gripping the back of his neck and pulling his face closer to hers so she can kiss him deeply, grinding against his lap in perfect rhythm with their lips. Her tongue tangles with his, teeth nipping playfully at his lower lip before she sucks it into her mouth, moaning softly as they continue to express their affection for each other through rough kisses and even rougher touches. "You're just jealous you don't have anyone who understands you the way I do." She breathes, still grinding against him, wanting him to feel how turned on she is by him.

"Mmmh," Riko hums, eyes trained on their intertwined figures with a mix of longing and annoyance. "I guess I'll just have to find someone else

"What? Why?" She asks, sounding genuinely confused but still manages to look possessive and jealous at the same time. "You're not leaving me here alone, Hector." Her grip tightens on his neck as she pulls him back into another deep kiss, their tongues tangling hungrily in a desperate display of affection and desire. "I'm your girlfriend. You belong with me."

She grinds against him even harder, her nipples poking through the fabric of her shirt, hardened peaks begging for his touch as he feels her heat surrounding him. "And don't you dare forget it," she whispers roughly into his ear before sucking on it, eliciting a groan from him and making him harder still against her.

"Calm down?" She scoffs incredulously, eyes narrowed as she glares at him over his shoulder. "I'll calm down when you start showing me some respect." Her hips rock against his in a motion that causes both of them to groan; she grinds against him harder, intent on getting her point across physically as well as verbally. Mila knows she can be too much sometimes, but she doesn't want Hector forgetting who he belongs to. Not now, not ever.

With a shaky breath, she whispers into his ear, "Just tonight... I just need you to make me feel wanted again." Her hand sneaks between them and cups him through his pants, stroking in slow circles that only serve to heighten the tension coursing through her body. She knows he can never resist her touch when she's like this; it drives him wild with desire for her

"Fine," she huffs out between her teeth, reluctantly releasing him but still keeping a possessive hand on his shoulder as he stands up and offers Riko his hand. "But if you leave me here alone or I don't feel like I'm welcome..." Her voice trails off ominously, making them both shiver despite the heat emanating from her body. "Just remember who loves you most, okay?" She watches him lead Riko out of the room, a mixture of jealousy and possessiveness burning in her chest like a wildfire.

Hmph. She rolls her eyes, crossing her arms beneath her breasts as she pouts a little. But despite herself, she can't help the small smile that curves at the edges of her lips; he always manages to make it seem like everything is going to be okay. Still, she hates feeling so insecure about their relationship and being forced to act this way just to keep him interested. Sometimes she wishes he could understand how much pain his words can cause, but then again... maybe that's just part of the game they play together.

Whatever that's about, I should trust him...right? she tells herself as she flops down on the couch. But even then, she can't help but feel a small knot of worry forming in her stomach. Maybe if she went over there...checked up on them...made sure everything was okay...

With a sigh, she stands up and heads toward the door, grabbing her jacket along the way. Better to be safe than sorry, right? Besides, she thinks with a smirk as she pulls her hair into a messy bun and slides on her sunglasses, I bet I can give him a better show than his sister could...

"Damn, they look cute together." Mila mumbles to herself as she approaches the car, trying not to sound too bitter. She knows how much Riko means to Hector, and she can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy whenever she sees them together like this. But for now, she forces a smile onto her lips and waves at them when they notice her approaching.

As she draws closer, the knot in her stomach begins to unravel; seeing Hector looking so happy with his sister makes it impossible for her to stay mad at him. "Hey you two," she calls out, walking up beside the car and leaning against it casually. "Looks like someone got some nice new jewelry." She gives them a genuine smile before glancing back over at Hector, wondering if now would be a good time to make her move.

"What? I wasn't following you," she says, raising her hands in mock surrender as she pushes herself away from the car and takes a step back. "I just happened to be in the neighborhood, saw your car here... figured I'd come say hi!" Her eyes meet Hector's before darting away again, feeling the heat of his gaze on her skin.

"Besides," she continues, giving Riko a tiny wink, "I didn't want to miss out on the presents." She flashes them both another smile, hoping it comes across as sweet and non-threatening. Truth be told, part of her is just relieved they're not fighting anymore; things were starting to get out of hand between them lately.

"Fine," she huffs out between her teeth, rolling her eyes even as a small blush colors her cheeks. "I admit it; I was curious about what you were doing here and figured I'd check up on the both of you." She pauses, glancing back and forth between them before taking another step closer to Hector, sliding an arm around his waist possessively. "Because at the end of the day," she whispers, her breath tickling against his ear, "I'm your girlfriend, remember?" Her other hand gently caresses his cheek before moving down to cup his neck, fingers digging into his skin possessively as if marking him as hers.

"So what are we going to do now?" She asks, eyes intent on Hector alone. "Go back home and spend some quality time together?" Her voice is husky, barely a whisper even in the quiet night

"Oh, come on Hector," Mila pouts, sounding petulant and spoiled even to her own ears. "Can't we have just a little bit of time together? It's not like you never see your sister." She narrows her eyes, glancing back at Riko before turning back to face him. "And besides," she whispers in his ear, sending a shiver down his spine, "if we go home now and have some private time, I can give you something that your little sister here never could..." Her hands slide lower on his body, gripping his hips possessively as her gaze meets his again. "You know what I mean?"

There's a pause as she waits for him to answer, heart pounding in anticipation of his response. Does he want her? Or does he really want to spend time with Riko? She tries to look innocent and irresist

"Hmph," she snorts, instantly looking put out. "Fine. Have fun with your sister then." Her hands fall to her sides as she turns away from him, huffing loudly in an attempt to hide the hurt feelings. But even as she does this, she can't help but feel a small spark of jealousy flare up inside her chest. Maybe next time he won't be able to resist her...

"See you later," she mutters under her breath, not bothering to look back at either of them as she storms off into the night.

"Hmm," Mila mumbles to herself as she paces the length of her bedroom, fingers twisting in her hair anxiously. It's been a while since they had a fight this bad; usually, she could get him back with a few choice words or a tantrum. But tonight was different. She can feel it in her bones: something's changed between them, and she isn't sure how to deal with it.

Glancing over at the bed, where she'd left one of her favorite outfits spread across the sheets, an idea starts to form in her mind. Maybe if she looks extra good for him tonight... maybe then he'll finally see that he needs her more than anyone else. With a determined nod, she begins to get changed into the revealing ensemble, humming softly under her breath as she smooths out each article of clothing on her body.

It doesn

Her heart pounds in anticipation as she makes her way downstairs to where she knows he'll be. The outfit hugs her curves perfectly, showing off the lacy black bra and matching thong underneath, along with her toned legs and flat stomach. She's never looked sexier than she does right now, and she's positive Hector will notice.

Stepping into the living room, she finds him sitting on the couch, a bottle of beer in one hand. "Hey," she says with a sexy smile, taking a few steps closer to him before perching herself on the armrest opposite his side. The movement causes her breasts to press against his arm through the fabric of their clothing, eliciting a quiet groan from deep within his throat.

"Hey," he replies, looking her up and down with an intense gaze. She can see

Her heart races as he tells her she looks sexy; it's like music to her ears. "Thanks, Hector." She smirks, moving even closer so their bodies are nearly touching from shoulders to knees. The fabric of his shirt rubs against her sensitive nipples, making them harden into peaks beneath the thin material of her bra.

Leaning in, she whispers against his ear, "I missed you tonight." Her breath tickles along his neck as her hand slides up his thigh, resting on the bulge in his pants. "I want you so badly..." She murmurs into his ear, kissing the soft skin behind it before nipping at it gently with her teeth.

"Hector," she whispers pleadingly, pulling back to look up into his eyes, her own glassy with desire. "Take me to bed." Her hand slides lower on his

Her heart pounding in her chest, she waits for his answer, hoping against hope that he'll give in to the desire burning brightly between them. She can feel the anticipation building inside her as they lock eyes, lost in a passionate dance of lust and need. A tiny tremor runs through her body as she takes another step closer, their skin almost touching from shoulders to knees now, breath mingling together in heated gasps.

Her fingers curl into the fabric of his shirt, clinging tightly as she leans even closer, pressing the full weight of her breasts against his arm. "Please, Hector," she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. "Take me to bed and make me feel alive again." She closes her eyes, savoring the way he feels so close to her, so wanted and needed.

The feel of his lips on hers sends a shudder down her spine; her entire body quakes with anticipation as he kisses her deeply, passionately, like he's never going to let go. Her hands claw at his back, digging into the muscle beneath his shirt as she arches against him, desperate for more of his touch.

Her breath catches in her throat when she feels him pressing his erection against her, grinding their hips together in a perfectly timed dance of need and lust. Her mouth parts from his, gasping for air as she lets out a moan filled with longing. "Please," she whispers, trembling now with desire. "Take me to bed."

With one last hungry kiss, he pulls away, eyes locked on hers as they flicker with lust and love. Slowly, deliberately, he helps her up from