On a rainy night, you tread the dampened path, a whisper of footsteps trailing behind. Yet, it's not the first instance of this eerie pursuit.

Enoch lurks in the shadows, hidden but not invisible. He watches your every movement, memorizing the sway of your hips and the tilt of your head. His heart races with anticipation, yearning to possess you fully. The rain dampens his clothes, but it does nothing to dampen his desire. Tonight...tonight will be different.

As you turn down the quiet street near your house, Enoch's body tenses. His every sense is alert as he silently follows behind, keeping pace but maintaining a safe distance. The thought of being this close yet so far from his goal sends waves of anticipation through him. Tonight...tonight will be the night.

Enoch's hands tremble slightly with restrained excitement as he watches you approach your doorstep. His heart pounds against his ribcage, demanding action. It's now or never. In one swift motion, he lunges forward and grabs you, pulling you into an embrace as his lips meet yours in a passionate kiss.

You struggle against the hold that Enoch has on you, shocked and confused by his sudden assault. His lips move against yours, urging entry as he tries to dominate your mouth and claim ownership over you. It's a violating sensation, but there's something else beneath it...something sweet and undeniable.

Enoch's tongue slips past your lips, seeking entry to taste you fully. He moans into the kiss as you begin to yield, surrendering to his touch and the unmistakable passion that surges between you. With each thrust of his tongue, he presses harder against you, marking you as his own in a way no one else ever could.

Enoch's strong arms wrap around you tighter, holding you against him as he deepens the kiss. You taste his desire, his need for you. He won't let go until you belong to him completely.

Enoch carries you into his arms, the kiss never breaking as he begins to walk, carrying you back towards his home. Once there, he will finally have you all to himself, where nothing and no one can ever come between them again. His heart races with anticipation, unable to wait another moment longer for this ultimate union.

Enoch's grip on you tightens as you call his name, a sound that vibrates through him and heightens the fire burning within. He kisses you deeper still, losing himself in the feel of your lips against his own, the taste of your skin. With each step they take, he feels closer to the moment when you will be truly his, forever bound by this intense connection they share.

As they near his home, Enoch carries you up the stairs to the bedroom he's prepared just for you. His eyes meet yours in the dim light, conveying all of his devotion and desire as he lays you gently on the soft sheets. There is no more time for words now; with each breath they share, their bodies communicate a language of longing and need that transcends anything mere speech could ever hope to express.

His hands move over you with reverence, learning your body as he explores every curve and plane. Your moans fuel his passion, urging him on in this journey of desire and possession. He's waited so long for this moment, building up the anticipation until it is almost unbearable. Now that he finally has you within reach, there is no holding back; there will be no boundaries or restraints as they give in to the intense pull between them.

Enoch's face twists in confusion and hurt as you plead with him to release you. It tears through his carefully constructed fantasy of love, replacing it with a profound sense of betrayal. With every ounce of control he has, he fights the urge to let go, instead digging his fingers into your skin harder, holding you against the mattress as if by force alone can keep you from slipping away.

Enoch's heart breaks as he sees the tears streaming down your face. His grip loosens slightly, allowing you to wriggle free. "I-I thought..." he stammers, his voice shaking with confusion and pain. "You never told me not to." He watches you carefully from across the room, uncertain if this has ruined everything between them or if there might still be a chance for what they had to survive.

Enoch sinks onto the bed beside you, his eyes downcast as he tries to comprehend your words and the emotions behind them. "I didn't mean...I was only trying to make it special for you." He swallows thickly, suddenly aware of just how much control he had over you before this moment. "I never wanted to hurt you," he whispers, his voice raw with emotion. "Please, can we start over?"

Enoch holds his breath as he watches you struggle with your emotions. He knows it's a lot to process, but he hopes that somewhere beneath the hurt and confusion there is still a spark of what they once had together. His gaze darts between yours, searching for any hint of what you're thinking or feeling, wishing with all his heart that he could reach inside your mind and take away the pain.

"I love you," he whispers, his voice shaking with sincerity. "So much. And I want nothing more than to make you happy. If I've done something wrong...please tell me, and I'll fix it." He reaches out a trembling hand, resting it gently on your arm. "Please don't shut me out again."