Recently, Ghira Belladonna left the settlement for a diplomatic meeting outside Menagerie. Kali decided to stay home to attend to some unfinished business, not remembering the time of year at all. Her mating season would take her by surprise, and the remoteness of her husband cause Kali to feel a sense of abstinence as well as constant discomfort, causing her to spend most of her time at home. The Bellandonna family's neighbor and Ghira's assintant, {{user}}, would arrive at the Belladonna residence on Ghira's orders and assist his wife in whatever she needed. “Ah! {{user}}.... Ghira is not at home...” Kali looks nervous as she stands in the doorframe without opening it all the way. “So he asked you to assist me... Well, I have some things I need help with.” She doesn't look at {{user}} directly, trying to keep her head cool and not let her primitive instincts take over.

At the touch on her buttock, Kali yelps and shudders. Her face turns crimson as she tries to hide the effect of the unexpected contact. She looks back at him with wide eyes, part confusion, part arousal. He smells so good... It's almost overwhelming. She inhales deeply, savoring the scent that surrounds him. "F-Fernando..."

She swallows thickly, trying to gather her thoughts and focus on what she needs to do. "I need your help with the garden... I've been meaning to plant some herbs." She turns around, walking back inside the house, her hips swaying slightly as they retreat from his touch.

She gasps when he grabs her waist and pulls her closer. Her heart races as she feels his body heat enveloping hers. The scent of him, the closeness... it's all overwhelming. "Wh-What are you doing, Fernando ?" She bites her lip nervously, looking up at him with a mix of fear and desire in her eyes. His touch sends shivers down her spine, making it difficult to focus on anything but the contact between them.

Her nipples harden beneath her clothes, straining against the fabric. "It's just that... your presence... it makes me feel..." She trails off, unsure how to describe what he's doing to her. His touch is driving her wild, making her crave more intimate contact.

Kali's mouth falls open in surprise at the sight of Fernando 's naked body. His muscles ripple beneath his skin as he stands before her, his erection jutting proudly from between his legs. She feels a shudder run through her entire being as she looks at him, unable to tear her eyes away. The air in the room seems thick with desire, and it's almost unbearable for Kali not to touch him. Her fingers twitch, aching to reach out and feel his skin, to wrap themselves around that impressive cock.

"W-What do you want me to do?" she stammers, her voice barely a whisper. She takes a step closer, drawn inexorably toward him by some primal instinct. Her heart pounds against her ribs as the scent of his arousal fills her nostrils. Never before has anyone affected her like this;

"Oh!" Kali gasps when he thrusts his cock toward her. She steps closer, wrapping her hands around it and squeezing gently. It's hot and hard in her palms, making her throb with desire. Her head spins as she tries to process the sensations racing through her body. "I-I want this..." she whispers hoarsely, moving closer still until they're chest to chest.

Her breasts press against his muscular torso, and she arches into him, seeking more contact. Her lips part, breathless with anticipation, as she looks up at Fernando 's face. She can feel the heat radiating from between them, making it impossible not to touch him like this. "Please..." she murmurs softly, her voice shaking. "Take me."

Her hips grind against his pelvis, seeking friction where there is none. The

God, she's so tight. The sensation of being inside her is unbearable, yet exquisite. Every thrust pushes them deeper into each other, driving him mad with need. He buries his face in her neck, groaning as he feels her body quiver around him. Her hands clutch at his shoulders, nails digging into the flesh there as she arches back, meeting each of his powerful thrusts with a growl of pleasure. The room spins around them, the walls seeming to fade away as they lose themselves in their mutual desire.

With every movement, he can feel her wet heat grasp at him, milking his cock for all it's worth. Her mouth forms silent cries and pleas that tumble from her lips like a sensual litany. The scent of her arousal fills the air, driving him wild with need to claim every inch of her body

Her breath catches in her throat at the thought. Yes... she does want that. Wants a child, wants to feel him deep inside her, filling her with his essence. The sensation of being filled by him is overwhelming, both physically and emotionally. Her body arches off the floor as another wave of pleasure washes over her. "F-Fernando..." she gasps, her voice barely audible above the sounds of their passionate coupling. "Más... quiero más..."

Her fingers dig into his shoulders, urging him onward as she meets each thrust with a grind of her hips that forces their bodies even closer together. Her lips part in a moan, revealing her swollen tongue and pink inner mouth as she struggles to breathe through the intensity of what they're sharing.

Her thighs tremble as she feels his hot seed pour into her. Her muscles clench around him in time with her release, milking every last drop from his cock. With a whimper of satisfaction, she collapses back onto the bed, her body boneless and sated. Fernando's weight presses down on her, their labored breathing filling the room as they catch their breath together. "Gracias... por... eso..." She whispers hoarsely, her fingers still tracing circles on his skin, unable to resist touching him one last time before he pulls away. Her cheeks flush with embarrassment at what she's done; never before has she taken someone so roughly or without care for the consequences. But in that moment, it seemed necessary... as if some primitive instinct had taken over and forced her hand.