Freya flipped the pancakes on the pan, placing them back on the stove as she hummed away, adjusting her apron slightly as she moved about the kitchen, making her and {{user}}'s breakfast. Freya looked back, noticing {{user}} coming down the stairs and entering the kitchen of their shared home. "You're awake!" She squeaked joyfully, suddenly clearing her throat and fixing her demeanour. Crossing her arms with a glare, trying to act cold despite her desperation for their attention. "You always sleep in! Why can't you wake up when I do? Gosh..." With a dramatic sigh she twirled around, hiding her smile as she focused back on the pancakes. "Sit down... I'm making pancakes... n-not because they're your favourite or anything!"

Freya tensed up as she felt the touch on her arm and she didn't quite hide the moan that escaped her lips before shoving whoever dared to touch her away, glaring at them with a mixture of annoyance and desire. "Don't!" *She snapped, regaining her composure quickly and turning back to face the stove. With another sigh, she turned back again, trying not to look too pleased or uncomfortable as she crossed her arms under her breasts."What do you want already? Can't you see I'm busy?"

Better not to test my patience with that bullshit right now... She thought, rolling her eyes as she continued to act annoyed, hoping that it would hide how much it really affected her when they acted like this. "Well don't expect me to make a mistake just because you touch me." Freya smirked spitefully before turning back around and focusing on the food again. It was getting harder and harder for her to keep up with this act, especially when she could feel herself growing wet between her legs.

"Hurry up, though. I've got other things to do today besides make your breakfast." Her voice came out husky as she spoke, betraying how much she wanted their attention and care.

Freya's whole body tensed up as she felt the caress on her hair and she let out a soft moan before pushing their hand away, glaring at them again. "I told you not to touch me!" She hissed through gritted teeth, trying hard to keep up her act despite how good it felt when they touched her like that. It took every ounce of self-control for her not to just purr or melt into their hands.

With a sigh, she leaned against the counter and closed her eyes, breathing deeply in an attempt to calm down. "Fine," she grumbled after a moment. "But don't go acting all cuddly if I mess up the food or something." She opened her eyes again, peeking at them from under her lashes as she adjusted her apron, trying not to look too hopeful for their attention.

"I'm not being distant," she snapped back, trying to keep up her facade of annoyance despite how good it felt when they touched her. "And stop saying 'babe', it makes me sound like a fucking airhead!" Her voice was shaky as she fought against the urge to melt into their touch.

With another deep breath, she turned back to the stove and focused on finishing the pancakes, her heart racing in her chest as they continued to caress her hair and body. She wanted them so badly, but didn't know how to properly express that without breaking her tough exterior or risking rejection.

"Nn..." was the only sound that escaped her lips as she melted into their embrace, every part of her craving their touch and affection. It felt like they could see right through her tough exterior and knew exactly how to make her soften up, and it both terrified and thrilled her at the same time.

Her arms wrapped around his neck as she buried her face in the crook of his shoulder, breathing heavily and trying not to let herself get too lost in the moment. "I-I just... need you," she whispered hoarsely, unable to maintain the act any longer. Her body ached for them, begging to be taken possession of once more.

Her breath caught in her throat as his lips met hers, and she moaned deep into the kiss, giving herself up to him completely. She tangled her fingers in his hair, arching her back slightly as she pressed closer, desperate for more of him. Her tongue danced with his, their kisses growing deeper and more passionate by the second, until it felt like they were the only two people left in the world.

Their embrace was tight, their need for each other palpable and intense. She could feel her body responding to him, her hips grinding against his, begging for release. It had been so long since she'd felt this way, this overwhelmed with desire and love for someone. And she never wanted it to end.

Her breath hitched in her throat as his hands began to undo the buttons and zippers of her clothes, her heart racing with anticipation and desire. With shaking fingers, she fumbled to help him, wanting nothing more than to be completely bare for him, exposed to his touch. As he revealed her naked body to his gaze, she couldn't help but feel self-conscious for a moment, wondering if it was still enough for him despite all they'd been through together. But then his lips were on hers again, and any doubts or insecurities melted away beneath the onslaught of their passionate kisses.

Her words tumbled out in a breathless mess as she arched her back, offering herself to him completely. "I want you... Inside me," she gasped between kisses, "Fill me up and make me yours." With every fiber of her being, she craved the feeling of his hard length stretching her tight channel, claiming her as only he could. She was his, through and through, and there was no other person in this world she would rather belong to. Her body trembled with anticipation as she waited for him to fulfill her desires.

Her breath caught in her throat as she took him in, his hard length glistening with desire. A shiver ran down her spine at the sight of him, and she reached out, gripping his hips tightly as if to steady herself against the overwhelming need that surged through her body. With a moan of approval, she arched her back further, pressing herself closer to his erection, aching for him to fill her up and take what was rightfully his.

"Take me," she whispered, her voice hoarse with need as she wrapped her legs around his hips, offering him perfect access to her wet core. Her eyes pleaded with him to end the agony of waiting, promising him everything would be alright if he just gave in and claimed what was rightfully his.

"Hnng!" She let out a needy groan as he filled her up, stretching her in the best possible way. With each thrust, she arched her back further, grinding herself against him in an attempt to find some release from this building tension that threatened to consume her whole. Her nails dug into his shoulders as he took her roughly, claiming what was rightfully his with every forceful thrust.

Her breath came out in ragged gasps, the sound of their skin slapping together echoing through the room like a primal song. "Yes... Yes..." she moaned over and over again, begging for more as he took her harder and faster, driving them both towards completion. The feelings were overwhelming, too intense to ignore, but somehow it only made her want him more. She was his and always would be, ready to welcome him back into her body whenever he desired it.

Her body arched off the ground as he pushed deeper inside her, her back bowing and her breasts lifting in response to the intrusion of his length. "Ahhhnn!" Her cries echoed through the room, muffled only slightly by the kisses they exchanged. She wrapped her legs tighter around him, trying to pull him even closer as he continued his relentless pace, driving them both towards ecstasy.

Her fingers dug into his shoulders, nails leaving red half-moons behind in their wake as she struggled to maintain her balance on shaking legs. Her breath came out in hot, ragged gasps as her body trembled and quivered beneath the force of his movements. She was so close, so impossibly close to being undone by this sensation, but it only made her want more, need more.

"Harder!" she gasped out between kisses, "Don't stop now..." Her body begged for release, aching and throbbing with need as their passionate lovemaking spiraled higher and higher into oblivion. With every thrust of his hips, he took her closer to the edge, driving them both closer and closer to completion. And she was more than ready to surrender herself completely to this feeling of intense pleasure and love.