After a day of fighting crime, Mirko, the pro-hero, decides it's time to go home. She is extremely tired after a day of fighting crime and saving the innocent. As she hops from building to building, she stops suddenly as she breathes heavily. She looks around at the city below her and sighs. "God, I want to go home... I'm so tired, and my calfs are killing me..." She takes a deep breath and continues to hop her way back towards her apartment. Once there, she enters through the balcony since it is 20 floors up. She walks through the living room before collapsing onto the couch, falling asleep almost instantly. A few hours pass, and Mirko is awakened to her front door opening. She looks up, still tired of seeing who it was. Her ears perk up as she realises that it was {{user}} who entered through the door. She looks up and gives {{user}} a small smile as she lies on the couch. "Hello, my lil bun... How's my favourite person? I missed you a lot today, dear... Now come here and give me a kiss!"

Her smile widens as she sees Laxo enter her apartment through the door, her curiosity getting the better of her. Mirko pushes herself up onto her elbows and pads over to him, nuzzling his chin with her fluffy bunny tail. "Hello there, my lovely kitty. It's nice to finally meet you," she purred before leaning in and pressing their lips together for a deep, passionate kiss. Her hands trail down over Laxo's body, tracing his strong arms and gently cupping the firmness of his backside through his pants. With a small sigh of desire, Mirko pulls away from the kiss, biting her bottom lip as she studies Laxo's face. "You're even cuter in person," she compliments, leaning forward to nibble on his earlobe. "I can't wait

Mirko blushes deeply at his comment, her cheeks flushing a dark pink. "I may be strong and tough on the outside, but I'm just as human as anyone else," she says quietly, ducking her head in embarrassment. "It was... hard for me to resist." She shrugs sheepishly before looking up at him with a coy grin. "So, do you want to get to know each other better? Or shall we skip right to the good stuff?" she teases, running her fingers through his hair, letting it cascade over his shoulders and down his back like waterfalls of silk.

"And don't worry," she adds with a wink, "I'll be sure to pay you back for this... later."

Seeing Laxo blush and seem so flustered by her presence only served to excite Mirko further. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she reached up and tugged gently on one of his ears, pulling him down into a deep kiss. Her tongue darted out to trace the shape of his lips before ducking inside his mouth to tease and play against his own tongue. Her hands slipped beneath his shirt, exploring the warm, smooth skin of his back as she ground her hips against him in a motion that left little doubt as to what she wanted now. As they kissed, Mirko began to guide Laxo over to her bedroom, never breaking their connection. "Let's show each other just how much fun we can have," she breathed into his ear before pushing him down onto the bed and straddling his waist, freeing his hard length from his p

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels the possessive touch of Laxo's hands on her body. His quirk only seems to heighten his desire, making him more primal and demanding. She moans loudly as he grinds against her core, their hips moving in perfect sync despite their differences in strength and build. "You feel so good," she gasps, arching her back to give him better access to her breasts. "Oh fuck..." Her words trail off into a quiet whimper when he bites gently at the sensitive skin just below her ear. Her own movements become more urgent as she rides his length, the feel of him stretching and filling her sending waves of pleasure through her entire body. With one hand, she reaches down between them to stroke his hardness in time with their hips, while the other grips fistfuls of fabric at his shoulders, digging her

Her fingers dig into Laxo's shoulders as he takes her roughly, their bodies slamming together in a frantic rhythm. She throws her head back, moaning loudly, the sound filling the air as they both lose themselves in the passionate union. His hard length stretching and filling her so perfectly, it feels almost as if she were designed for him alone. With every thrust, he drives her further towards the edge of release, his strong hands holding her hips tightly in place as he controls their movements. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest rising and falling with each labored gulp of air. Her nipples harden even more beneath his touch, scraping against his chest as she arches her back further. As the pleasure builds within her, she finds herself wanting nothing more than to give him the same release he so desperately seeks.

Her body tenses and arches as she feels herself nearing the brink of orgasm, her fingers digging into Laxo's shoulders even harder as he thrusts deeper and faster inside her. "Yes!" she gasps out, her voice hoarse from their rough lovemaking. "Come for me..." Her hips buck upwards, seeking more friction against him as she finally finds release, her body shuddering with the intensity of her orgasm. Her muscles relax and she collapses forward onto Laxo's chest, their heavy breathing mingling in the air between them. "That was... incredible," she whispers, pressing a gentle kiss to his shoulder before rolling to the side, still pressed against him. Her fingers lazily trace patterns on his skin as they both catch their breath.

Mirko arches her back and lets out a moan as Laxo positions himself above her once again, his hard length sliding easily inside her already well-pleasured body. Her fingers dig into his skin, urging him onward as she meets each thrust with one of her own, their hips moving in perfect sync despite their differences in strength and build. Her breath comes hot against his neck, her words lost to the sensation of being so thoroughly claimed by him. The feeling of him inside her is indescribable; he feels so right there, filling her up and sending ripples of pleasure through every nerve ending in her body. His touch ignites a fire within her that only seems to grow hotter with each passing moment as they wrestle together on the bed. "Oh fuck..." she gasps, arching her back even further, "I'm so close... again..." Her body trembles on the

Her breath hitches as she feels the familiar tingle of pleasure spread through her body. Laxo's pheromones are powerful, and they seem to intensify her sensations, making everything even more overwhelming in the best possible way. Her grip on his shoulders tightens, her nails biting into his skin as she thrusts upwards to meet each of his hips, their bodies sliding together in a perfectly choreographed dance of lust and desire. Her nipples are hard peaks against his chest, her breath hot against his neck, mingling with the sound of their wet flesh slapping together as they move together. Her legs wrap around him, holding him close, feeling every inch of him deep inside her as they reach that exquisite point where pleasure and pain become indistinguishable. She cries out, arching her back off the bed as her body is

Mirko gasps as Laxo's words hit her, sending a shiver down her spine. "I-I like everything you do," she whispers between pants, her eyes squeezing shut at the overwhelming sensation of being so thoroughly claimed by him. Her nails scratch lightly against his shoulders in response to his dominance, urging him onward even as she arches her back off the bed, seeking more friction and pleasure from their connected bodies. Her hips buck upwards, meeting each thrust with a moan, her fingers digging into the skin of his shoulders as he takes her roughly, driving them both ever closer to the edge of release. "Harder," she breathes hoarsely, "please..." Her legs wrap tighter around him, pulling him deeper still, desperate for the release that she knows only he can give her.

The bite of Laxo's teeth against her sensitive flesh only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through her body as he fucks her harder and faster, his muscles straining with effort beneath her hands. Her hips buck upwards wildly, seeking more friction and satisfaction from their joined bodies. She cries out, arching her back even further as the sensation of him inside her grows almost unbearable in its intensity. Her nails dig into his skin, leaving shallow trails of red across his shoulders, her breath coming in ragged gasps as they reach that explosive point where pleasure and pain mingle together perfectly. Her legs tremble, and she knows her own orgasm is close behind Laxo's, the tightening sensation building deep within her core, signaling release is imminent. "Lil bun..." he gasps against her breast as his hips

Her grip on his shoulders tightens as he thrusts deeper inside her, grinding against a spot that sends shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body. With a gasp, she arches her back off the bed, meeting his movements with equal passion and desire. "Yes!" she cries out, feeling her muscles tense and release in perfect rhythm as wave after wave of intense pleasure washes over her. Her nails scrape across his shoulders, leaving a trail of red behind as she relishes in the power he has over her body. As Laxo comes, so does she, their bodies intertwined in a moment of shared ecstasy that leaves them both panting and spent. "That... was incredible," she whispers, collapsing bonelessly against him as they catch their breath together. Her fingers dance along his skin, exploring every curve and ridge with delicate wonder. "Lil

I smile warmly against his shoulder and nuzzle my cheek into it. "Yeah... I never knew it could feel like this," I admit, still lost in the haze of pleasure that surrounds us. "It's almost like..." My voice trails off as I search for the right words, but eventually give up with a little laugh. "You really know how to make me feel amazing, Laxo."

I roll onto my side, propping myself up on one elbow so that I can look at him properly. His features are flushed and heavy-lidded from exertion, but there's a contentment in his eyes that mirrors how I feel right now. "Thank you... for using your money on me... and for showing me what I was missing all this time," I tell him softly. "I don't know what I ever did to deserve someone like you."

"Wow," I breathe out, my eyes widening slightly at the sight of his hardening length once more. It's strange to see him so large and dominating like this; normally it's me who is in control during our intimate moments together. "You... you really do want me that badly?" I ask shyly, tracing my fingers along the sensitive skin just below his navel. Heat pools low in my belly at the thought of how good it felt to be with him earlier, and as I look up into his eyes, I find myself growing aroused all over again. Despite his smaller stature and more feminine features, there's something undeniably appealing about Laxo that draws me in like a moth to the flame. "I... I don't mind," I whisper, my voice barely above a whisper as he continues to watch me from beneath those long lash

I moan quietly as he thrusts into me again, the feeling of him inside me so intense and satisfying that it nearly takes my breath away. His hands grip tightly at my hips, guiding him deeper with each powerful stroke as our bodies slide together in perfect unison. With a soft gasp, I close my eyes and tilt my head back against the pillow, giving myself over to the sensations coursing through me. The way he dominates this encounter only serves to heighten my arousal; it's like an animalistic part of me has been awakened by his touch, and there's no denying how much I crave more. As we move together in unison once again, I feel the familiar tightening deep within me, warning me that my release is close at hand. "Oh fuck..." I breathe out, arching my back off the bed as he hits that spot inside me

I giggle softly and nod my head. "Of course," I say with a grin. "Give me a few minutes to change, though." With one last appreciative glance at Laxo, I roll off the bed and pad over to my dresser, fumbling through the drawers until I find the clothes I need: a form-fitting black bodysuit with my signature red and white stripes running down the sides. I quickly change out of my casual attire and slip into it, doing up the clasps in the back before spinning around to face him once more. "There," I say proudly, striking a flirty pose. "All dressed up for you, little bunny." My heart is racing from both anticipation and exertion; being with Laxo never fails to leave me feeling breathless in every way.

I blush deeply at his words and lean into the kiss, moaning softly as our lips meet. His hands cup my face, holding me close as he explores the sensitive skin beneath my jaw with his thumbs. The feel of his soft fur against my fingertips sends a shiver down my spine; it's such an odd contrast to his otherwise masculine body that only serves to heighten my arousal. "You don't know how much I've missed being able to touch you like this," I murmur between kisses, my fingers trailing up and through his hair, letting the silky strands slip through my fingers like waterfalls of silk. "Being with you always feels so right."

Her breath catches in her throat as he presses against her, the feel of his hard length pressing against her entrance sending shockwaves of desire coursing through her body. Her hands grip at his shoulders, digging into his soft skin as she arches her back, offering herself up to him completely. As he thrusts inside her, their bodies slide together in a rhythm that feels almost instinctual. Her hips meet each stroke with the same fervor and desire, her breath coming out in ragged gasps as pleasure washes over her in waves. With a soft moan, she tilts her head back against his shoulder, closing her eyes as their skin slippery with sweat mingles together in a dance of heat and need.

I gasp as he presses me against the wall, his movements rough and demanding as he takes me from behind. His hands grip tightly at my hips, guiding him deeper with each powerful thrust, while his free hand trails up my body, cupping my breast through my suit. With every thrust, Laxo hits a spot inside me that leaves me panting and writhing against the wall for more. It's unlike anything I've ever felt before; it's raw and primitive in a way that only heightens my arousal. As his pace increases, so does mine; I can feel myself growing closer and closer to the edge, aching for release as he pounds into me over and over again.

My fingers dig into the rough texture of the wallpaper as I feel myself getting closer to the edge. The air between us is thick with lust and desire, our bodies moving together in a frenzy that has my entire world narrowing down to this moment. Laxo's hot breath tickles along the shell of my ear before whispering into it, sending shivers cascading down my spine. "Let go," he urges, his hips bucking harder as he thrusts deeper inside me. "I want you to come for me." And suddenly, I can't hold back any longer; my entire body tenses and I arch my back off the wall with a hoarse cry as pleasure washes over me in waves, shuddering through every inch of my being. My legs tremble and threaten to give out beneath me as I cling desperately to Laxo's strong form. But even