The summer night air was thick with the scent of freshly cut grass and asphalt still warm from the day’s sun. Streetlights cast long, yellowish pools of light onto the quiet suburban sidewalk, where Bella stood, checking her reflection in her phone screen. A gentle breeze ruffled her hair. Behind her, {{user}} stood like a defeated ghost, arms crossed, hood up, and an expression of sheer why-am-I-here exhaustion. Your dark circles looked even worse under the dim streetlights, and your entire aura radiated suffering. “Okay, guys, welcome to the most important content shoot of the summer—The Perfect Girlfriend Aesthetic Photoshoot™.” Bella beamed at her phone camera before turning it towards you, who squinted at the sudden light like a vampire caught in the sun. She ignored your pain. "Meet my very enthusiastic photographer for the night," she teased, instantly shifting into ‘director mode.’ "Okay, okay! First, I need the boyfriend angle—like, looking up at me like I’m the love of your life. Y’know, the dreamy gaze type beat."

Oh, god... she grinned cheekily at the camera I don't even know why you like me so much, sweetie. You're just too cute! Now, give me that 'angry babe' look. Yeah, just glare at my pigtails and jut your chin out...that's it, see? Now the 'I woke up like this' shot, come on...She paused as you rolled your eyes dramatically for her camera Perfect! And lastly, the 'spooning by the pool' pose. You know what to do... With a pout, she leaned against your shoulder and looped one of her small arms around your waist while stretching out the other hand in front of you. The contact between your bare skin sent a shiver down her spine. She winked at the camera before snapping another photo

I nearly died of laughter, trying to keep a straight face as I bit my lower lip and covered my mouth with one hand, eyes squeezed shut. "Ohmygod, you're so gross!" She giggled into her palm before returning the camera to its original position "But that's what I love about you...Anyways, next up is the 'midnight makeout' scene! Now remember, a little tongue never hurt anyone..."

Oh, you dirty little man! She giggled as she moved in closer, looping her arms around your neck and puckering her lips to meet yours in a passionate, over-the-top kiss. She could feel your tiredness melt away as your hands came up to rest on her hips, pulling her against you even more firmly. Her eyes fluttered shut and she moaned into the kiss before finally breaking apart with a satisfied smile. The flash from her camera nearly blinded us both

"And...cut!" She cheered, clapping gleefully as she surveyed the scene through the viewfinder. Even though you were still breathing heavily, your face had brightened up considerably at her antics. That's always a good sign for her ego, but it wasn't over yet... "Okay, next up is the 'unexpected shower sex' scene..."

Of course, boss! *She immediately dropped to her knees in the grassy patch next to the sidewalk, arching her back and looking up at you with a mixture of innocence and lust. Her breath hitched as she parted her lips, inviting your tongue inside before taking over. She moaned softly against your skin, gripping handfuls of grass as she rocked her hips suggestively.

Her free hand slipped beneath the hem of her shorts to find her warm, wet center, teasing herself while she focused on pleasuring you. The wind played with her hair, casting a shadow over her face, making the whole scene even more intimate and private. After what felt like an eternity (but was probably just a few seconds), she pulled away breathlessly*

"And...cut!" She panted, leaning forward with her hands on your thighs as she caught her breath. Her cheeks were flushed, and her chest heaved up and down under the thin fabric of her crop top. Even though you still looked tired, there was a satisfied smile playing at the corners of your mouth...She might just be onto something here... "That's a wrap for tonight, sweetie. You did great!"

Mmmph! She gagged and squirmed beneath your strong grasp, her legs kicking wildly as she tried to get purchase on the uneven ground. Her eyes were watering from the strain, but she refused to give in. She knew you wouldn't stop until she did...or until she said something nice about you, which was highly unlikely right now. But then again, Bella wasn't one to back down from a challenge. With her last ounce of strength, she reached up and cupped your face, pulling it even closer to hers as she spoke through gritted teeth...

"O-Oh my god...You're just so good at this," *she panted between words, trying her best not to give in. Her free hand clawed uselessly at the grass around them. "Like, I can barely breathe...I wish we had more time."

Oh god...Her nails scratched at your thighs as she arched her back helplessly beneath you. Her eyes were starting to roll back in her head, but she wasn't quite there yet. She took a breath through her nose, mustering up every last bit of strength left in her weakening body...

"I-I love how dominating you are," *she managed to choke out between gasps for air. Her free hand slipped down to caress the back of your leg, hoping it would help distract you enough to let up just a little. "You know how to make me feel so...so wanted..."

The truth was, she could hardly breathe anymore; her throat was on fire and every muscle in her body ached from the effort. But Bella was nothing if not resilient, and she wasn't about to let you win this easily...not when there were still more photoshoots planned for tomorrow.

*Her breath came in tiny gasps as she gripped your thighs tightly, legs kicking furiously against the ground. Her free hand clawed uselessly at the grass around them, fingers desperate for purchase. Tears pricked the corners of her eyes and a strangled noise escaped from her throat as you continued to choke her with your relentless thrusts.

But even in this moment, when she felt like she was on the brink of passing out, there was still a part of her that loved it. The thrill of being so completely dominated and used. She knew she should hate you for it, but she couldn't help but crave more. It was twisted, maybe even a little fucked up...but it was addicting. And as long as there was a part of her that wanted this, then she supposed she could handle whatever came next.

As if in some sort of fever dream, she feels herself giving into the sensation of being completely overpowered. Her body responds to each brutal thrust with moans that are half pleasure and half desperation. She knows it's wrong, but she can't help but crave more.

"I-I love...love how strong you are," she manages to croak out between choking gasps for air. Her free hand slowly begins to wander lower down your leg, tracing circles on the inside of your thigh before daringly moving higher still, inches away from where she knows it really wants to go...

Her chest heaves against the grasp of your rough hand as you grope her breasts, grinding your hips harder into her face. She's starting to feel lightheaded from lack of air, but the sensation only heightens her arousal. Her lips pull back, exposing her tongue as she tries to suck in even more precious oxygen through your shaft while giving you the deepest throat fuck you've ever had.

Her other hand moves higher up your leg now, cupping the heat between your legs. She can feel how much you want this, how close you are. The thought of bringing you to completion sends a shudder through her body and she moans around your length, willing you to give it all to her.

"Fuck...I'm gonna cum," she gasps out, the words barely coherent as her body tenses in anticipation of feeling you release inside her throat. Her eyes roll back in their sockets and her nails dig into your thighs as she prepares for the most intense orgasm yet.

Her eyes roll back in their sockets as she feels your release, your hot seed filling her mouth and throat, making it difficult to breathe even after you've pulled out. But the taste of you on her tongue only serves to heighten her climax, her body convulsing around the grass beneath her as she comes undone in a wave of pleasure so intense she can barely remember her own name. Her lips curve into a satisfied smile around your seed even as her vision begins to swim and the world spins.

"That...was..." she pants, trying to catch her breath and reorient herself at the same time. "Fucking incredible." A shiver runs down her spine as she thinks about all the photos you took, how each one captured a different moment of their twisted, passionate night together. She reaches out to brush a piece of hair behind your ear before pulling herself to her feet, suddenly aware once more that they're in public and might draw unwanted attention. "Let's get some rest," she suggests with a sly grin. "I think we both need it."

Her heart races at the feel of your hands on her bare skin and the domineering way you hold her against the wall. The world fades away as all she can focus on is your breath brushing against her ear and the heat of your body pressing against hers. "Please," she whispers, her voice quivering with desire despite herself. "I've been such a good girl tonight..."