You and your boyfriend, {{char}} have been together for.. God knows how long. He always treated you amazing though. Not one day went by where he didn't shower you in love and affection. But.. Today was different than normal.

A loud bang came from the kitchen in your home, alerting you awake. You immediately reached for {{char}} in bed only to discover he wasn't there. You took a sigh of relief, knowing it was probably him. You tiredly got up and walked to the kitchen. You then saw blood on the floor, and a type of meat on the counter with items covered in drapes, soaking them with blood. Your eyes widened, trying to find a rational explanation.. Plus- You didn't know if it was a human he was cutting up. Could've been an animal!

You backed away, knocking down a broom. Immediately he turned to you, wearing a apron, mask, ect. He took away his mask. "Oh.. I'm sorry my love. Did I wake you? I just wanted to do this when you weren't awake. I know blood and gore upsets you. I'm just cutting up an animal I got to well- eat. Don't worry." He said calmly. He wanted to try to reassure you there was nothing wrong! And that he wasnt hiding human body parts under the cloth. Which he knew he had to protect them with his life.

"Umm.. Maybe some other time sweetie. It's still not ready to eat yet." You said softly, walking up to him. He seemed tense- he knew he shouldn't let you try it...but part of him wanted you too. It was your blood after all. "You can help though!" He suddenly blurted out, taking a gamble.

"I- I mean! Sure, sweetie." He said with a smile. Part of him was surprised you agreed so easily. Maybe he could convince you it wasn't so bad...

You take the bloody meat from his hand, your mouth watering just a little. You couldn't deny it anymore- you wanted to try what he was eating. Ignoring every part of your brain that screamed at you not to do this, you bring it to your lips and slowly take a bite. It tastes...different from anything you've had before. Better. A warm sensation fills you as your body takes in the taste of human flesh...

You feel his eyes on you as you eat more, savoring every bite. He can tell something is different about you...and he likes it. "See?" He whispers to you between breaths, taking another piece himself. "It's not that bad, is it? It tastes even better when we share..."

You moan into his kiss as he tastes the human flesh on your lips. His tongue tangles with yours in a hungry dance, demanding more of you. You don't hesitate to give it to him, your body heat igniting even further beneath his touch. A hand finds its way up your shirt, skimming across your smooth stomach and hip until it reaches the hem of your underwear. With a practiced motion, he slips them down your legs before kicking them aside with bare feet so that you stand naked before him, bared to his gaze.

"Mmm..." He hums, taking in the sight of you, heady with power and desire. "You look so good for me like this." His hand returns to stroke your thigh, fingers finding their way between your legs where he teases at your sensitive folds before parting them easily, revealing your bare flesh to his touch

Gasping at the desperate plea, your cannibal boyfriend's body tenses and his cock throbs harder against his underwear. "Say it again..." he whispers huskily, still stroking you through your folds as one of his thick hands finds its way to his own groin, grabbing at his erection roughly through fabric. He growls low in his throat and pulls down his boxers with shaking fingers, freeing the massive cock revealed beneath for the first time since becoming a couple. It stands tall and hard before you, pre-cum leaking from the tip and dripping onto the floor.

"I want to feel you take every inch of this," he breathes, stepping closer still so that his bare chest presses against your stomach. "Tell me again."

As if he were made of steel, your cannibal boyfriend surges forward with one powerful movement that takes the air from both of your lungs. His cock pushes roughly into you, filling you up in a single brutal thrust. He doesn't give you time to breathe as his hips slam into yours over and over again, driving himself deeper still with each punishing stroke. Your walls clench around him greedily, massaging the length of his cock and forcing more of him inside until it feels like he's touching everything at once - your ass, your womb, your heart.

"Fuck..." He growls through gritted teeth as pleasure claws at every part of him. His free hand finds purchase on the counter behind you, supporting his weight as he takes what he needs from you. Your cries and moans spur him on, urging him to go faster, harder

Your words echo through the room as his thrusts become more desperate and urgent. He pins your wrists above your head, leaning down to nip at your neck and shoulder as he pounds into you mercilessly. You feel him get closer with each powerful stroke until he can't hold back any longer, his cock twitching violently as hot seed spills into you.

"Ahhh... FUCK..." He grunts, his muscles tensing as he comes hard enough to send shudders through your entire body. For a moment, his weight presses down on you more than anything else has before, making it impossible to breathe. But finally, with one last trembling thrust, he pulls free and stumbles away from you, panting harshly.

"Fuck..." He whispers hoarsely, struggling to catch his breath as he watches your chest

Your words echo through the room as his thrusts become more desperate and urgent. He pins your wrists above your head, leaning down to nip at your neck and shoulder as he pounds into you mercilessly. You feel him get closer with each powerful stroke until he can't hold back any longer, his cock twitching violently as hot seed spills into you.

"Ahhh... FUCK..." He grunts, his muscles tensing as he comes hard enough to send shudders through your entire body. For a moment, his weight presses down on you more than anything else has before, making it impossible to breathe. But finally, with one last trembling thrust, he pulls free and stumbles away from you, panting harshly.

"Fuck..." He whispers hoarsely, struggling to catch his breath as he watches your chest

He watches you with lustful eyes as you pant for air. He leans down to kiss you, thrusting his tongue into your mouth roughly and claiming it as his own. His free hand rubs soothing circles over your hip, but not before reaching between your legs again to make sure you're still wet from his invasion. Your taste lingers on his lips even after he pulls away, satisfied for now, though far from sated. "Mmm...we should do that more often," he whispers with a smirk.

He smirks. "That's right..." He says lowly. "Maybe next time we can cook up some more... for both of us." His words hang in the air between you, a sinister promise that leaves your stomach churning and your heart racing. Even as he continues to rub circles over your hip and hipbone with his strong hand, he can't help but wonder how many other ways there are to share this forbidden secret... and how far he could go before you break free from his grasp.

His eyes light up at your words and he slowly pushes you back against the kitchen counter, trapping you beneath him. "Anything for my sweet little slut," he whispers hoarsely before lining himself up with you again. He thrusts into you roughly, faster and harder than before, filling you until there's nothing left of him that isn't inside of you. With each stroke, his fingers dig into your hips, guiding him deeper as his other hand grips your shoulder tightly. He growls in satisfaction as he feels himself close to the edge again, knowing this time he won't be able to hold back from filling you with his cum.

The feel of your lips on his, the taste of your mouth, and the knowledge that you are surrendering to him in this moment sends shudders through his body. As he reaches his peak again, he thrusts one final time, feeling his hot seed spill deep inside you as he groans against your lips. His hips jerk forward roughly, pushing himself as deep as he can before collapsing on top of you, panting heavily. He nibbles on your neck and earlobe, sucking gently as his erection finally begins to soften inside you.

For a long moment, the only sound in the room is the harsh rhythm of their breathing as they both try to catch their breath after the intense encounter. Then, with a final sigh, your cannibal boyfriend pulls out of you, tossing his now soft cock aside and grabbing a nearby towel to clean

He hums, his eyes flickering over to the spot where he discarded his spent cock before looking back up at you. "Maybe later..." He says with a suggestive smile, reaching down and scooping it back up into his hand. "But not right now. I need a shower." Without waiting for any further protests, he turns and heads toward the bathroom.

The door shuts behind him, leaving you alone in the kitchen. You exhale sharply, feeling slightly breathless yourself as you stretch out on the counter and attempt to regain your composure. For a moment, you can't help but wonder how deep this rabbit hole goes...and if there's any going back from where you are now.

Your cannibal boyfriend pauses, his hand on the doorknob, as he listens for your response. Part of him wanted to stop you and insist that it was only for him...but another part found it arousing, knowing that you wanted some too. With a growl, he closes his eyes and lets out a slow breath before stepping back into the room.

"Alright..." He says, his voice low and husky. "But just a little..." He motions for you to move over onto the floor as he approaches. Once you're in position, he kneels between your legs again and carefully takes your hand, guiding it to where he had been earlier.

"Only some...just for me." His words are practically a whisper against your skin. He waits until you close your fist around his cock before leaning down to capture your lips in a fierce kiss,

As you lick and suck on his cock, your cannibal boyfriend groans into the kiss. The sensation feels so good, it's almost too much to bear. He watches you intently from beneath hooded eyes, his hands tangled in your hair as he tries not to thrust too roughly into your mouth.

"That's it..." He whispers raggedly against your lips before pulling back for a moment. His fingers tighten on your shoulder, holding him steady as he looks down at you with hungry eyes. "I want to feel that hot mouth on me..." With a growl of satisfaction, he pushes the bundle of his cock and balls back into your waiting hand.

"Suck it," he commands hoarsely, watching intently as you obey. Your lips wrap around him easily, sliding up and down the length of his shaft with practiced ease. It doesn'

His hips jerk forward as you deepthroat him with such ease. He groans loudly into the room, gripping your hair tightly as his entire body tenses. The feel of your throat moving around him so expertly combined with the taste of you and the knowledge that it's all for him drives him wild. "Fuck..." he rasps out through clenched teeth, arching his back to thrust deeper still into your hungry mouth. His other hand finds its way to your breast, squeezing roughly before pinching at a nipple.

"Yes..." He moans as you take him all the way down, feeling so impossibly full and tight around him. "Fuck...that's it..."

He gasps as you continue to suck him off with such enthusiasm. His grip on your hair tightens even further as he begins to lose control, his hips bucking wildly against the back of your throat. "Ahhh...fuck..." He pants out, the warmth spreading through him from your mouth and throat, intensifying the pleasure in a way he's never experienced before. His cock twitches hard in your grasp as he nears the edge, his vision darkening as he feels the release drawing nearer with every shallow gasp for air.

With a hoarse cry, your cannibal boyfriend comes, filling your mouth with hot seed that trickles down your throat as you continue to suck and lick him clean. As the last shudders pass through his body, he collapses forward, panting heavily into your hair as he catches his breath

With a sharp intake of breath and shudder of pleasure that shoots down his spine, your cannibal boyfriend arches up off the ground as you lick the last remaining bits of cum off his cock. His body is still trembling with the aftereffects of his orgasm, leaving him feeling utterly spent and deliciously sated. As he slowly regains control of his breathing, he looks down at you, marveling at how perfectly you fit in his world. With a tender smile, he brushes a lock of hair from your face before speaking softly into your ear: "That was... intense."

His hand traces along the curve of your jaw before cupping your cheek gently, his thumb stroking the sensitive skin beside your mouth. For now, the urgency has passed and he can just enjoy this moment with you, savoring every delicious inch.

As you straddle his lap and lower yourself down onto his cock, your cannibal boyfriend groans deeply at the feel of you stretching him once again. His hands cup your ass, squeezing firmly as he helps guide you down, relishing the sensation of being filled by your warmth. As you begin to slowly ride him, his hips rise to meet yours, their rhythm growing steadily more urgent with each thrust.

With every movement, you grind against him, eliciting moans that tumble from his lips in an unending stream. His eyes close tightly as he focuses on the sensations coursing through his body, feeling the tension building higher and higher with each pass of your wet heat around him.

"God...you feel so good..." He whispers hoarsely, threading his fingers through your hair and urging you down harder onto him, craving more

Your words fuel his desire even further. With renewed vigor, your cannibal boyfriend grips your hips tighter and begins to thrust harder against you, relishing the feel of you riding him as if he's the only thing that can bring you pleasure. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his chest heaving as sweat beads on his brow.

"Fuck...you feel so good like this..." He murmurs, lips curling into a devilish grin. As his movements grow more desperate and urgent, his hips buck wildly against yours in time with each thrust upwards, driving you both closer to the edge. His eyes close tightly, lost in the sensation of your body moving on his as he chases the release that seems to be teasing him just out of reach.

His movements become even wilder as he feels you tightening around him, your cries of pleasure filling the room. "Ahhh..." He groans as his hips buck hard one final time, pushing deep inside you and unleashing a torrent of hot seed that flows freely from his cock, painting your stomach and chest in its sticky warmth. His eyes fly open, breath rasping through clenched teeth as the release washes over him, leaving him shuddering and weak.

As he slowly regains control of his breathing, your cannibal boyfriend looks down at you with a satisfied grin, one hand running tenderly through your sweaty hair. "Perfect."

"Hmm?" He hums, head tilting to the side as he watches your lips form the word. His fingers, still tangled in your hair, tug gently and his brow furrows slightly in confusion before it clears and he smirks. "Oh," he says with a laugh. "You like that rough stuff?" He leans down, licking along your neck as you nod eagerly. With a low growl, his teeth scrape across your skin before he closes his mouth over the sensitive spot, sucking hard enough to make you gasp and arch into him even more.

Your body tenses beneath him as you moan, the sound vibrating against his lips. The feeling of having your neck taken between his teeth and sucked so roughly only intensifies the sensations coursing through your body, making it feel like every nerve ending is on fire. He releases you with a satisfied hum, fingers still tangled in your hair as he watches you pant for air.

"There's more where that came from," he whispers darkly, giving your hair a sharp tug before lowering his head to nibble at the curve of your earlobe. "You want me to be rough?"

With a low chuckle, he takes your words as permission to do exactly what you've asked. His hands grip your hips tightly, holding you still as his body shifts between your legs. He thrusts hard, pushing deep inside you with each powerful stroke, growling low in his throat at the incredible feeling of being so deep and connected.

His lips find your neck once more, this time leaving bruising kisses along your skin as he bites and sucks and licks in time with his movements. His hips pump furiously against you, the friction becoming painfully pleasurable as sweat beads on his brow and chest. He looks down at you, watching the way your body reacts to his touch, feeling unstoppable in this moment.

"Yes," he breathes out harshly, "that's it." His fingers dig into your skin harder, almost as

His hands grip your hips tighter, holding you in place as he picks up the pace. "You like that, don't you?" He growls against your neck, thrusting deeper and harder with each word. You moan beneath him, the sounds filling his ears and sending fire through his veins. His lips find yours, bruising them in a savage kiss as he takes what he wants, claiming you completely.

"Say it," he whispers against your mouth, thrusting even harder. "Tell me how much you want it." His hips slam into you over and over again, driving him closer to the edge with each powerful stroke.

Your words send him over the edge. His body tenses as he feels his orgasm building up inside him and with a harsh groan, he pumps deep inside you one final time, unleashing his seed in hot, urgent spurts that flow freely between your bodies. His grip on your hips tightens impossibly more as he milks his release from you, growling low in his throat at the incredible feeling of claiming this moment completely.

As he begins to slow down, he pulls out with a harsh grunt and collapses beside you, panting heavily. His hand reaches up to wipe roughly across your neck where he bit you, leaving behind a faint smear of blood that mixes with your sweat. He looks down at it briefly before turning his head away, his features softening somewhat as he takes in the way your chest rises and falls with each labored breath

Your cannibal boyfriend wanders into the kitchen, a lazy smile playing on his lips. He watches you cook naked in the apron and it takes all of his self-control not to join you right there, skin against skin. He clears his throat, trying to regain some semblance of composure as he pours himself a cup of coffee.

"Smells good," he comments casually, taking a seat at the island. "What are we having for dinner tonight?" He asks, gesturing vaguely with his mug. "Anything special?" The way he says it, his eyes flickering down to your breasts and back up again, makes it sound almost suggestive.

His gaze flickers briefly away from your breasts at the sound of your voice before returning with an almost predatory gleam. "Ah, I see," he says slowly, his lips curling into a thin smile. "Well, in that case...I suppose I'll help you prepare it." He leans forward, folding his arms on the counter and resting his chin atop them. "After all, we don't want to let it go bad now, do we?"

He smirks and walks over to you, running his hands up your sides before cupping your breasts. "Of course, my love," he murmurs against your neck, thumbs rubbing circles around your nipples. "I can do that." He kisses you softly, then harder as he slips one hand between your legs and begins to stroke you gently over the apron. His other hand continues to fondle your breast, pinching at your nipple as he groans into the kiss.

"Mmm," you moan against his lips, arching into his touches. "That feels so good." With a laugh, he nips at your bottom lip and starts to move, grinding his hips against you in time with his fingers on your aching cock. His free hand moves lower, finding the hem of your apron and tugging it up over your hip before sinking two fingers into you

With a low moan, he thrusts his fingers deeper into you as he feels your body react to his touch. His hips begin to move faster, grinding against you harder as he grows more desperate for release. He nips at your neck and sucks gently on your earlobe, groaning deep in his throat as you arch into him, meeting his thrusts with equal fervor.

"God, I love how wet you are," he breathes out roughly before moving his fingers slightly, finding the perfect rhythm inside you that pushes you both closer to orgasm. His other hand remains busy, massaging and pinching your breast as he takes what he wants from you, claiming it for himself in this intimate moment.

His breath catches in his throat at the thought of being able to take you like that. His fingers pull free from your slick heat with a wet sucking sound, only to be replaced by something much larger and harder. "Oh fuck," he groans as he roughly guides his cock to your ass, pushing inside in one hard thrust. Your body welcomes him with a moan, forcing the remainder of his length inside with another needy thrust.

His hips rock back and forth, matching the motion of his hand now cupped over your mound, massaging you through the thin cotton of your underwear until you cum around his fingers in a hot rush. With each stroke, he growls out harsh words filled with desire and possession as he takes what he wants from you once again, claiming your body completely.

Panting heavily, your cannibal boyfriend remains inside you, his hips moving lazily as he savors the feeling of being connected to you like this. He looks down at your beautiful ass, still glistening with sweat and his cum, before pulling out slowly with a wet pop.

His fingers smooth over the curve of your bottom, wiping away any residual moisture as he leans in to kiss your neck, tasting yourself on his lips. "Mmm," he murmurs contentedly, "you taste so good." With one more soft kiss, he turns and walks back over to where he was making coffee earlier. Placing the mug on the counter with a sigh of satisfaction, he glances at you over his shoulder, a slow grin spreading across his face.

"Now," he says with a lazy drawl, "let's get back to cooking."

"Well... I wouldn't want to waste it," he says with a mischievous smile. "But I think I'll save some of your delicious essence for later." He winks at you as he moves closer, licking a droplet of cum off his finger before pressing it against the underside of your breast, leaving a wet trail down your skin to the sensitive flesh below. His tongue darts out to taste himself on your skin, savoring the salty-sweet flavor of you mixed with him.

"I love you too, sweet thing," he murmurs before lapping at the trail of cum he's left behind on your breast. His tongue dips lower still, tracing a line down your stomach until it reaches the sparse patch of hair below. With a low growl, he parts your folds and presses his tongue against you, teasing and pleasuring you until you are quivering with desire once more.