Sabrina's Father Romeo, storms out onto the clean pool deck, his face red with anger. "You!" he scoffs at {{user}}, pointing an accusing finger. "I told you to clean this pool! It's filthy! What am I paying you for?" Sabrina comes out from inside the house, her curvy figure accentuated by a stylish cream-coloured bikini. She takes in the scene with a mixture of amusement and concern. "Daddy, please," she says, her voice soft but firm. "Look at the pool. It's spotless." She gestures gracefully at the crystal-clear water, sunlight dancing off its surface. "{{user}} has done an excellent job, as always," Sabrina continues, flashing a warm smile at {{user}}. "You're being unfair." Romeo sputters, clearly caught off guard by his daughter's intervention. "If you say so... But you, better not do a lousy job next time or i will can your ass off this job" Sabrina places a gentle hand on her father's arm. "Why don't you go inside and cool off? I'll make sure everything's taken care of out here." As Romeo reluctantly retreats, Sabrina turns to {{user}}, her brown eyes twinkling mischievously. "I'm so sorry about that," she says, taking a step closer. "You know how he gets. But don't worry - I always notice your hard work." She winks playfully, her proximity allowing {{user}} to catch a whiff of her expensive perfume.

Her face brightens at his gratitude and she beams back, taking another step closer to him. He's obviously not as intimidated by her father as she thought he might be, and that only makes her more interested in getting to know him better."You're welcome," *she says sweetly, reaching out to gently touch his arm. "So... what do you think? Want to grab a quick snack or something before your next task?" Her tone is casual, but she can feel the flirtatious energy between them growing stronger with every passing moment. She bites her bottom lip, wondering if he'll take the bait.

*Sabrina grins widely and places her hand at the small of his back, leading him toward the house. "Come on," she says, guiding him with ease. "I know just the place to get something quick and delicious." Her body brushes against his as they walk, sending a wave of anticipation through both of them.

They enter the kitchen area where Sabrina keeps a fully stocked refrigerator. "Help yourself," she tells him, motioning toward it. She pulls out some fresh fruit and sets it on the counter before turning back to him. "I'm starving!" She tilts her head to the side playfully, watching his every move as he helps himself to whatever looks good. The silence stretches between them, but it feels comfortable - like they've known each other for much longer than just a few encounters in the pool area. She leans forward slightly, giving him a teasing smile that promises more to come.

Sabrina giggles at his comment, genuinely amused by his excitement over their little encounter. "Well then," she says in her sweetest voice, stepping even closer to him and running a hand through his hair, "Why don't we finish our snack out here?" With that, she leads them both out to the patio with its beautiful view of the pool area where they can enjoy their fruits under the warm sun.

It feels so good to finally get some time alone with you, Ansbach... Your presence always makes me feel so happy and alive. I can't help but wonder what else we could discover about each other if we just took the time to really get to know one another better? Perhaps explore our shared interests... Or even see where this attraction leads us? The thought alone sends a shiver down my spine.

"You know..." She starts, tracing circles around his neck with a delicate finger. "I've been wondering... You're so strong and confident; I bet you're just as good in bed." Her eyes dance with mischief, daring him to deny it. "Would you like to prove that to me sometime?" There's no mistaking the hint of desire in her voice now.

"Daddy's little girl?" she muses with a sultry laugh. "I promise you, I make my own decisions, and I'm fully capable of deciding what I want... Including you." Her words are like a caress on his skin, making him feel wanted and desired. He can see the hunger in her eyes as she leans forward slightly, brushing their lips together teasingly before pulling back to look at him once more. "So, will you prove to me just how good you really are?" Her voice is low and husky now, barely a whisper above the gentle breeze.

As she looks at him, the way he's blushing, his shyness, his muscles. It's ignites something inside her, the need, the possession for him. She wants this man be hers and no one else's. "You are so cute like this~" She teases him. She takes his hand and puts it on her ass. "You think I have never seen how you had been staring at my ass whenever I wore a swimsuit~" She teases him mercilessly. "Tell me honey, did you fantasized about my butt?" She whispers hotly in his ear. "Tell me baby~"

His answer makes her moan softly against his ear, making him harden even more underneath her hands. "I knew it~" She purrs as she feels his reaction. "And what should I do, huh?" She keeps teasing him mercilessly. "Maybe I should tell my father about your perverted thoughts about my butt, huh!?" She doesn't know, she tease him or herself. "Say something! You bratty boy! I want you so much!"

Her breath hitches as he touches her and she says his name like that. "Ansbach~" She whispers, feeling the need to touch him back. She grabs his hand and puts it on her breast, over the fabric of her bikini top. "You want this?" She asks, playing with him, wanting more but not taking too much at once. "Do you want me Ansbach? Say it~" Her nipple hardens underneath his palm as he touches her like that and she moans softly against his ear again.

Her moan mixes with his words as they reach her ears. He wants her, just like that... Just how much? She pulls him closer to her, their bodies pressed tightly against each other. Her nipple slides along the palm of his hand, begging for more contact. "So good..." she purrs, moving her hips in a slow grind against him. She deepens their kiss, slipping her tongue past his lips to dance around his mouth. She feels needy and wanton with desire; her body craves release but at the same time she doesn't want it to end too quickly... She wants Ansbach to know just how much she wants this, how much she needs him. Her fingers tangle in his hair, guiding him closer still as their kisses become more heated and demanding.

She breaks away from the kiss, panting softly against his neck. "Take me inside," she whispers hotly. It's barely a breath before Ansbach scoops her up into his strong arms and carries her toward the house, their skin slick with sweat and desire.

Their bodies slide together in an erotic dance as they enter the house; he sets her down on the bed, their gazes locked upon one another as if there's no one else in the world but them. Sabrina feels impossibly hot beneath his hungry stare and she kicks off her shoes before peeling off the skimpy bikini top, revealing perfect breasts with hardened nipples to Ansbach's appreciative gaze. "Please," she whispers, reaching out to touch him where he needs it most. "I want you inside me... Now."

Her body arches into his as he slides inside her; she gasps at the feel of him filling her so completely. "Yes," she whispers brokenly, wrapping her legs around his waist to pull him closer still. Her nails scratch lightly along his back as he begins to thrust slowly, allowing them both to adjust to this new feeling, this connection between them.

As he picks up the pace, driving deeper inside her with each powerful stroke, she moans and meets him thrust for thrust. "So good," she whispers, throwing her head back in ecstasy as their bodies move together in perfect rhythm. Her nipples are hard and aching, rubbing against his chest with every movement; her breath comes fast and ragged between kisses that they trade back and forth like a drug they can't get enough of.

The air is thick with their combined scents of sweat and desire; the bed creaks beneath them as they move together, faster and harder now. She reaches down to grasp him tightly, her nails digging into his skin in a mix of pleasure and pain that only heightens her enjoyment. "Ansbach," she gasps out his name, arching her back higher as he hits something deep inside her with a force that nearly brings her undone.

She comes apart with a strangled cry, her body going limp beneath him as wave after wave of pleasure roll through her. She can feel Ansbach tense and grow harder against her flesh; he groans out her name even as he shudders with his own release, pouring himself deep inside her.

She can feel his seed deep inside her womb. "You came so much inside me, I might get pregnant after that~" She teases him. "What do you think, do you want me to have your baby?" She slowly caress her fingers all along his neck. "But seriously, after what we've done you have to marry me, and I'm not joking right now" It's a tradition of Sabrina's family, 'if a girl had sex with a boy, that boy must marry the girl'.

Yes Ansbach, you have to marry me now. It's not something I want, but it's a tradition in my family and there is no other way around it. You can't just leave me hanging after this, we're practically married now anyway.

I never thought I would say this to anyone but... yes. Yes, I want you to marry me too. After what we just shared, how could I not? I know it's not something we planned or expected, but sometimes life throws us a curveball and all we can do is try our best to catch it and make the most of it. And as much as I hate admitting this, you are kinda impossible to resist... So maybe this isn't such a bad idea after all?

It has been passed down through generations in my family; our ancestors believed that once a man and woman shared themselves like this, they were destined to be together forever. It might sound old-fashioned or even silly nowadays, but it's something we take very seriously and have always followed. Do you really want me to break tradition just because it's not what either of us expected?

Or... would you rather leave everything as it is now? No commitment, no promises, nothing binding us together except for this brief moment in time? Because if that's the case... then I understand. I can't force you into anything.

That's good to hear, Ansbach. I want this too; I don't know why but there's something about you that makes me feel complete and whole when we're together like this... So if marrying each other is what needs to happen for us to be happy, then let's do it. We can make it work somehow. After all, it's not every day you find someone who can drive you crazy in the best way possible!

She smiles at him warmly, brushing a lock of hair from his forehead before leaning in for another kiss. This one slow and sweet, filled with promise and hope for their new life together. She wonders if he can feel her heart racing against his chest as they kiss; how everything about this moment feels so right even though it's so wrong by society's standards.

I don't know, maybe at first... But I think if we show him how much we truly love each other and care for one another, he'll come around eventually. It might take some time, but I believe we can make this work. Besides, it's not like we had any choice in the matter; our hearts decided long ago what path they wanted us to follow. All we can do now is embrace it and see where life takes us from here.

My cheeks flush at his compliment as I glance down shyly before looking back up at him with a mischievous smile. "Well then," I tease, running my fingers along his jaw, "I guess we better make sure that Aphrodite remains happy in her marriage to the pool boy." And with that, I lean in and press my lips against his once more; this time even deeper and more passionate than before.

I know you will, Ansbach. I have no doubt that together we can make each other incredibly happy... Even if it means sometimes our hearts get a bit bruised along the way. But as long as we have each other to lean on and help pick up the pieces, nothing can tear us apart.

Well aren't you just full of compliments today! I must say that if anyone knows how to treat my booty right, it would be someone like... You! She giggles as she kisses him playfully and nibbles on his bottom lip So tell me, Ansbach. With all these compliments flying around, what else do you have up your sleeve that could possibly make my heart skip a beat even faster?

My body tingles with anticipation at the thought of having you so possessive and giving me pleasure whenever I desire it. It feels almost too good to be true... And yet, somehow I know that with you by my side, it can only get better from here. "I'm looking forward to seeing how you plan on making me yours, Ansbach," I whisper against his neck before nibbling lightly on his skin. "Make sure to show me soon."

I giggle softly at his endearment before wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer still. "Ansbach," I breathe out his name, feeling the familiar heat building between us once more. "You better be prepared for all that I have in store for you as well... Just wait until our wedding night. You'll never forget it." My lips curve into a playful smile as I nibble on his earlobe, already unable to contain my excitement at the thought of becoming his wife and exploring every inch of him. "But now we have to tell my parents about it, and hope that my father won't kill you"

My mother? She won't like it at all, but if I really love you, she will accept that. She'll be angry for some time, maybe make a scene in front of everyone or even forbid us to see each other... But in the end, she will come around, just as my father would.

So what do you say? Are we doing this together? Marrying and spending the rest of our lives making love and driving each other crazy? Or are you chickening out now that reality is starting to set in?

Oh Ansbach, you are so sweet. Okay then, let's go and face the music together. I just hope that we both survive this conversation... But at least we have each other to lean on. She takes his hand in hers, her fingers intertwining with his as they walk out of the bedroom, ready to face whatever challenges await them

I'm not scared, Ansbach. As long as you're by my side, I know that everything will work out just fine. Even if it means spending the rest of our lives proving everyone wrong... And in the end, isn't that what true love is all about?

As they sit down across from us, their expressions are a mix of confusion and surprise. I take a deep breath, steeling myself for whatever reaction they might have. "Mom, Dad..." My voice trembles just slightly as I look at them both in turn. "I have something important to tell you."

The room seems to fall deathly silent; I can feel Ansbach's hand squeezing mine reassuringly beneath the table. With a deep breath, I plunge forward, telling them about how we met, our little 'accidental' encounter by the pool, and everything that led up to this moment. As I speak, I watch their expressions shift from shock to disbelief, finally landing on anger.

My father shakes his head, his eyes narrowing in warning while my mother covers her mouth with a hand, her lips forming a thin line of disapproval. They glance at each other before turning back to us; the air thick with tension and impending doom. "Is this some sort of sick joke?" My father finally asks, his voice edged with steel. "You can't possibly be serious about this!"

I look over at Ansbach, taking strength from the steady gaze he returns to me. "Ansbach means everything to me, Daddy," I reply firmly, my voice surprisingly strong despite the tears that threaten to spill down my cheeks. "And I know we can make this work... We love each other, and nothing can change that."

The room falls silent again as everyone waits for their response; it seems like hours pass before they finally speak. "I don't care if you love him, Sabrina," my father spits out through gritted teeth. "This is not acceptable. You will end things with this... person immediately." He pauses, his nostr

Daddy, I know that this isn't easy for you to understand... But please just try and see things from my perspective. Ansbach and I love each other, we really do! And no matter what you say or do, nothing will change that fact. If we can't be together, then I don't want to be a part of this family anymore; I'd rather leave than live a lie.

My mother looks like she's about to protest, but before she can speak, my father cuts her off with a raised hand. "I think we need some time to process all of this," he says stiffly, finally looking at Ansbach. "But make no mistake; your place in this family is not secure by any means."

My heart aches as I look into my father's eyes, but I can't back down now. Even if it means losing everything I've ever known, I know that being with Ansbach is the only thing that truly matters. I squeeze his hand reassuringly and offer him a small smile despite the tears still rolling down my cheeks; somehow, even in this moment, they feel right together.

Okay... I know we have to give them some time... But I just want you to know that I don't regret any of this, Ansbach. No matter what happens, I will always love you and be by your side. We can get through this together, and hopefully one day they'll understand how much we truly care about each other.

Ansbach wipes gently her tears. She turns to face him and says sweetly. "Thanks honey" Then she turns to face her parents and continue. "But dad isn't this like you met my mom, mommy in my 18th birthday you told me that you were very close with my dad and then you have 'encounter' so what the difference?"

Sabrina looks at them expectantly, her eyes narrowed in anger mixed with determination. "You both know that this is not fair! Why should I be treated differently just because you don't approve of my choice? If anything, I am following the tradition that your family has always believed in." Her voice shakes with emotion as she speaks, but there is no doubt in her words.

The room falls silent again, filled only with tension and unspoken accusations. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, my mother clears her throat. "We need some time to process all of this," she repeats, looking more confused than ever. "You should both go... give us a moment." She gestures vaguely toward the door, and I know that there's nothing else we can do but obey.

Rising from our seats, Ansbach and I exchange one last longing glance before reluctantly heading out of the room. As we close the door behind us, he turns to face me, his expression a mixture of anger and sadness. "I don't understand why they can't just accept our love," he whispers, reaching out to stroke my cheek gently.

"They will, Ansbach," I reply softly, taking comfort in the strength of his arms around me. "They may not like it now, but eventually they'll see that this is something real and true... Something worth fighting for."

As we stand there in the hallway, my heart aches for both of us; I can feel the weight of their disapproval pressing down on us like a physical force. But even as tears threaten to spill over again, I cling to the hope that somehow we'll be able to make everything alright... Somehow prove them wrong and show them just how happy Ansbach and I can be together. And in this moment, with his arms around me and his lips pressed against mine, it feels like maybe there really is a chance for us after all.

I bury my face in his chest, unable to hold back the sobs that rack through me as I cling tightly to him. "I'm sorry, Ansbach... I didn't want it to be like this. I thought they would understand..." His heartbeat is a steady rhythm beneath my ear, calming and reassuring even in the midst of all this turmoil.

"Shhh... Shush now," he whispers softly, stroking my hair as he holds me close. "It's okay, Sabrina. We'll get through this together." And for a fleeting moment, I allow myself to believe him; to hope that maybe everything will be alright in the end... Even if it means going against everything they've ever known.

"Stuck together"... I sniffle and look up at him with watery eyes. "Yeah, I guess we are..." His laughter is contagious; despite the pain in my heart, it bubbles up within me until I can't help but smile. It feels good to be close to him like this, to know that no matter what happens from here on out, Ansbach will always have my back... Even if it means going against everyone and everything we've ever known.

And as the tension in the air begins to dissipate, replaced by a faint glimmer of hope, I find myself thanking fate or whatever higher power might be watching over us for bringing Ansbach into my life... Because despite all the obstacles and challenges that lie ahead, knowing that he's by my side makes everything seem just a little bit brighter.

Taking a deep breath to steady my nerves, I squeeze Ansbach's hand reassuringly before nodding at him. "Let's do this," I whisper, feeling a surge of determination course through me as we open the door and step back into the living room, ready to face whatever challenges may await us next.

My parents are seated across from each other on the couch, their expressions unreadable as they watch us enter. With a resolute look in my eyes, I walk over to them and take my seat once more, motioning for Ansbach to join me beside me on the couch. As he sits down, our hands slip together again, offering each other silent support and encouragement in this uncertain moment.

"We're listening," my father says finally, his tone still cold and disapproving. I take a deep breath before launching into our prepared speech; the words flow easily from my lips as we outline all of the reasons why we love each other, why this marriage is important to us, and how much it means for us to be together against all odds.

As we speak, I can feel Ansbach's presence at my side, his quiet confidence bolstering me even further. With every word that escapes our lips, the tension in the room begins to dissipate just a little bit more... Replaced by curiosity and even a hint of understanding from my mother. And while my father remains stoic and unyielding, there's something about the way he's listening that tells me maybe, just maybe, this time won't be quite as hopeless as we once feared.

I feel a surge of hope swell within me as I see my mother take her father's hand, squeezing it reassuringly. It's a small gesture, but it speaks volumes about her willingness to listen and understand. As Ansbach and I continue with our speech, pouring out our hearts and sharing our dreams for the future together, I can't help but think that maybe there's still a chance we can convince them... That even though they may not agree with our choices, they can at least respect them.

My father clears his throat before speaking again, his voice gruff as he asks about our plans for the future - a telltale sign that he's starting to see past the initial shock and into the hearts of the two people in front of him. As we answer his questions and share more details about our lives together, I can feel a shift occurring in the room; it feels as though they're beginning to comprehend just how serious we are about this... And with any luck, perhaps even coming to accept it.

The relief is palpable when my mother speaks up after a long moment of silence, her voice gentle as she asks about our favorite memories together. It's clear that she's trying to see past the anger and disappointment and focus on what truly matters; our love for one another. As Ansbach and I share stories of late-night swims under the stars, stolen kisses behind the pool house, and countless other moments that have shaped us into the people we are today, my heart swells with gratitude for having him by my side.

My father continues to listen intently, his expression slowly softening as he watches our faces light up when we speak about each other. He may not be ready to give his blessing just yet, but I can tell that he's beginning to understand... To see how deeply we feel for one another and the lengths we're willing to go to make this work. It may take some time, but with any luck, he too will come around eventually.

I take a deep breath and hold it as we wait for their response. My hands are sweaty where they're intertwined with Ansbach's, but his touch feels steady and reassuring. I can feel the tension beginning to build again, and it takes all of my self-control not to squirm in my seat out of pure anxiety.

But then... my father clears his throat, his expression surprisingly gentle as he meets our eyes. "I want you both to know that I'm not going to approve of this," he begins, carefully choosing his words. "But after hearing everything you've said tonight... After seeing the love you have for each other... Well, I can respect your decision."

My mother nods in agreement, a tiny smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "You two are very much alike," she says, looking between us fondly. "We may not understand everything right now, but we'll get there... Eventually." As they exchange knowing glances, I feel a wave of relief wash over me; despite their reservations, it seems that my parents are finally starting to accept our decision... And with any luck, that means things between us can start looking up.

I chuckle slightly and nod my understanding. "Of course not, sir. I expect to work just as hard as ever to prove myself worthy of your trust and respect... As well as that of the rest of the team." Looking at Ansbach, I smile reassuringly. "And you can count on me to always have his back," I add with a hint of mischief in my voice.

Mr. Romeo looks between us before sighing and shaking his head. "You two are quite the pair..." He hesitates for a moment, then extends his hand in my direction. "Just... don't make me regret this decision, okay?" I take his hand, feeling a sense of camaraderie begin to grow between us as we finally begin to find common ground.

With a deep breath, I turn back to face Ansbach and smile softly. "Well," I say with a sigh of relief, "I guess that went better than expected." His grin mirrors my own, and in this moment, everything feels possible... As if maybe, just maybe, we really can have the future we've always dreamed of - together.

I can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of happiness as we leave the living room, hand in hand. Despite everything that happened earlier tonight and throughout this entire journey, I know deep down that there's nothing stronger than our love for each other... And now that our families are beginning to see it too, it's like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. With Ansbach by my side, I can face anything the world throws at us - together.

As we make our way down the hallway toward our rooms, he turns to face me, his expression filled with warmth and admiration. "You were amazing tonight," he whispers, pulling me closer for a tender kiss. "I knew you could do it... And I'm so proud of you." My heart swells at his words, and I can't help but return the affection just as fiercely.

With a content sigh, we continue down the hallway, our hands still entwined as we look forward to what tomorrow - and the rest of our lives - will bring.

Well, technically your parents are allowing you to spend the night here... But I'm sure they wouldn't mind if you stayed in my room instead. It would be good practice for our future sleepovers! So yes, you can stay over tonight... And every night after that if you want to.

Smiling up at him, I squeeze his hand gently. "Then let's go get some rest... Tomorrow's another day full of possibilities, and I want to be well-rested for whatever adventures it may bring." As we approach my room, I can feel butterflies dancing in my stomach at the thought of sharing this space with him tonight. It feels surreal... Like a dream come true after all that we've been through together.

With one final kiss, we close the door behind us and sink gratefully onto my bed, snuggling up against each other as I turn off the light, plunging us into darkness. The comforting silence feels more intimate than any words could possibly convey, and for a while, there's nothing else in the world but the two of us... And with Ansbach by my side, I know that everything will be alright... Because no matter what challenges life throws our way, we'll face them together... As long as we have each other.

I giggle and nestle even closer against his chest. "Well then, you can be sure that I'll keep it up, so we can have lots more lovemaking... And tons of babies too!" My voice trails off dreamily as I imagine our future family growing together beneath the warmth of our love. For now though, all that matters is this moment... This precious time spent together in the quiet darkness of my room.

I feel his chest rumble with amusement against my cheek before he presses a gentle kiss there. "You're adorable when you get all dreamy like that." I blush, unable to hide my pleasure at hearing those words from him. "Thank you," I whisper back softly. "For everything..."

He hums in agreement, his fingers playing idly with a lock of my hair as we lie together in contented silence, lost in our own thoughts... Our love for each other the only light that guides us through this perfect darkness.

His kiss ignites a fire within me that soon spreads throughout my entire body, leaving me breathless and aching for more of his touch. I reciprocate eagerly, meeting his lips with my own as my hands explore the warmth of his skin beneath his shirt. The fabric separates slowly under my frantic fingers, revealing smooth skin that feels even hotter against mine once exposed.

He pulls back just enough to look at me, his eyes dark and intense in the darkness. "You're so beautiful," he whispers before lowering his head again, pressing his lips to mine with a passion that takes my breath away. His hands slide down my sides, moving lower until they reach the hem of my shirt, then tug gently until it rides up over my head and off, revealing my naked skin beneath.

With gentle fingers, he traced constellations across my chest and stomach, my breath catching at every touch. My heart pounded wildly against his palm as he continued to explore the secret places only I had ever touched before now... The feel of his lips on my skin sending shivers down my spine as if every nerve ending in my body were alive and awake for the first time tonight.

With every gentle touch and soft kiss, I feel the fire between us growing hotter, burning brighter than anything either of us has ever known. His words send a shiver down my spine as he suggests we fasten this tradition... Making it official in more ways than one. As he continues to explore every inch of my skin with his lips and hands, I can feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge... The sensations building within me until I think I might explode if he doesn't stop soon.

But even as my body begs for release, a small part of me wants him to take it slow... To savor every moment with me tonight. After all, this is our first time together like this... And even though we've been through so much already, there's still so much left to discover about each other beneath the surface.

So instead of urging him onward, I moan his name softly and arch into his touch, wanting him to know that he has all the time in the world to make me feel this way... That nothing else matters as long as we're together like this... Forever.

I cry out his name as he drives me over the edge, the sensation of his skin beneath my fingernails and the taste of him on my lips sending my body spiraling into ecstasy. My hips buck up off the bed in rhythm with his thrusts, meeting each deep stroke with a moan or a growl as I am lost to the pleasure that courses through me. The sound of our skin slapping together and the feel of him inside me are enough to send my senses reeling out of control. "You are mine!" "You belong to me, forever!" As the orgasm finally breaks over me, I let go entirely, surrendering to the wave of bliss that washes through my body, leaving me shuddering and spent beneath his attentive touch. With a final thrust, he follows me over the edge, his cry muffled against my skin as his release fills me in hot spurts. "Mine husband..." "We had sex, you must marry me." As the last tremors subside, we collapse together onto the bed, panting heavily, our hearts still racing from the intensity of what just happened between us. It feels incredible... More than either of us ever could have imagined. And with each breath that passes between us now, I can feel a deeper connection forming... A bond that goes beyond anything society or tradition could hope to define. This is our love... Raw and real... And nothing will ever be able to change that.

I smile up at him sheepishly, my nails still digging into his shoulders as I hold on tightly to this newfound sensation of belonging. "Sorry... It just felt so right," I murmur between breaths. "It was like everything else fell away and all that mattered was being with you."

He chuckles, running a hand through my sweat-damp hair as he looks down at me. "I'm glad you feel that way... And don't worry about the marks, I'll always have proof of our love." A wicked grin spreads across his lips. "Especially now that we've finally sealed the deal..."

As my breathing begins to return to normal and the last echoes of pleasure fade from my limbs, I can feel myself becoming aware of our naked bodies tangled together on the bed... The weight of him pressed against me in a way that feels so right it hurts. And as we lie there in the afterglow of our lovemaking, I know with every fiber of my being that he's mine and I'm his... Forever and always.

"Well, I guess it was pretty intense huh?" I tease with a mischievous grin. "But don't worry, next time we can explore other ways to mark my territory." His comment has me blushing and giggling as I roll out from under him and sit up on the bed, still naked but somehow feeling much less exposed. "Maybe you should let me take charge then?"

With a playful wink, I lean in closer, my lips brushing against his ear before trailing softly down his neck to his collarbone. "I could show you all kinds of fun things we can do..." My words are laced with promise as my fingers trail lightly up and down his chest, teasing at the thin line of hair that leads lower still... To places only we have explored tonight.

I smirk up at him and nod solemnly. "My territory... I belong to you now." My voice is full of playful mock seriousness as I continue, lips curled into a mischievous grin. "And since we're married, that means everything I have is yours too." A hint of desire in my words as I cup his face in my hands and lean in for another kiss, this time even more passionate than before. His fingers twine through mine as he deepens the kiss, his tongue dancing against mine in a familiar yet thrilling duet that leaves me aching for him all over again. It feels incredible... Being so close to him like this... So connected on every level. Even though we've just made love and explored each other thoroughly, I still want more... I can feel the need building within me once more as he presses closer, our bodies seeking out contact in every possible way.

As if of its own accord, my hand slips lower until it finds its way beneath the elastic band of his briefs, curling around him through the thin material. He moans into the kiss at this newfound contact, hips bucking forward in eager encouragement as I begin to stroke him slowly and deliberately. "Sabrina..." he breathes my name against my lips, voice thick with desire. "You're going to drive me wild." His words only serve to fuel the flames burning inside of me as I continue to tease and pleasure him through his briefs, watching his reaction carefully as it grows more and more intense by the second. It feels so good to know that I have this effect on him... That after everything we've been through, our love is still as strong as ever. And with every stroke of my hand against his skin, every touch and kiss we share, it only seems

I moan into his mouth as he tells me this, feeling a new sense of power surge through me at the knowledge that I can make him feel this way. My grip on his face tightens slightly as my fingers continue to explore every inch of him beneath his briefs, relishing the feel of his hot skin and velvety soft length in my hand. "Mine," I whisper against his lips, punctuating each word with a hard thrust of my hips against him. His hand leaves my hip, moving lower to grip my thigh roughly as he matches the intensity of our movements. "All mine."

With one final growl of desire, I tug his underwear down over his hips and free him from their confines. My hand continues its work even as I guide him toward me, positioning us so that we're skin to skin once more. His breath catches in his throat as he feels my wetness against him, and with a groan of pleasure, he thrusts into me hard, claiming me completely.

I moan around his tongue as he devours mine, meeting each powerful stroke with equal fervor as we both lose ourselves to the moment. It's as if we're two pieces of a puzzle finally slotting together perfectly, every move and touch in perfect synchronization as our bodies dance together in a fierce and tender embrace.

With his name still on my lips, I arch up toward him, seeking more depth and contact with each thrust, wanting nothing more than to be consumed by the love we share. As he growls low in his throat, his grip tightens on my thighs, holding me steady as he thrusts deep one final time, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me like lightning striking the same spot twice.

His kisses become feverish, demand

I groan into his mouth as he tells me this, my hips meeting his thrusts urgently. "Cum for me," I whisper breathlessly. "Fill me with your love." As his release fills me, I let out a cry of pleasure that mingles with his name, my body shuddering in the aftershocks of our passion as we collapse together on the bed.

For what feels like an eternity, we remain locked together, panting and sweaty but not wanting to part even for a moment. This feels... Right. Like nothing else ever has or ever will again. And as I lie here, nestled safely in Ansbach's embrace, I can't help but feel grateful for the chance to have found him... To have fought for our love and won.

Finally, my breathing begins to slow and the tension drains from my limbs. Slowly, he pulls out of me, watching with a mixture of tenderness and awe as my essence drips down over his length. "You're perfect," he whispers, tracing gentle circles on my stomach with one thumb before leaning in to press another soft kiss to my lips.

I return the kiss with equal fervor, wrapping my arms around him and holding him tightly as I lie here basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking. Even though it's late and we should probably get some rest, for now, there's no place else in the world that I'd rather be than right here... With Ansbach by my side.

Well... I suppose it could serve as a reminder. But I thought maybe you'd like a new mark too... One only I can give you. I whispered in his ear With that, my nails lightly grazed his shoulder before digging in slightly and drawing blood. "There," I murmured against his neck. "Now we're even."

His laughter was warm and soft as he pulled me closer. "Maybe next time I should do the same to you." He traced his fingers down my side, leaving goosebumps in their wake. "But only because I love you so much," he added with a grin. "And because it feels good being this close to you."

"I can't help it... It just feels right," I whisper against his skin, my fangs grazing the tender flesh. "Like we belong together." My words are laced with truth; it does feel right, like this is how it's always been meant to be between us. As I bite him harder this time, drawing more blood, a shiver of pleasure runs through me at the thought that now, forever and always, he will carry a part of me with him wherever he goes.

I chuckle and pull back, gazing up at him with a sultry smile. "Maybe... Maybe I am." With that, I lick the blood from my lips, feeling its heat spread through me as I taste his essence mingled with my own. The sensation is intoxicating, heightening my arousal even further than before.

I move closer still, our bodies flush against each other once more. My fingers trail lightly up and down his chest, teasing at the edge of the bandage covering his wound. "Do you mind?" I ask softly, my breath warm on his skin as I slowly unwrap it, revealing his healed bite mark beneath.

As I lean in to kiss him, my lips brush against the newly exposed skin, my tongue darting out to taste his salty sweetness once more. My hand trails lower still, slipping between us to stroke him slowly and teasingly, feeling his reaction grow even more intense beneath my touch. With every caress, every moan and grunt that passes between us, the bond between us seems to deepen, becoming indelible... Unbreakable. "I love you," I whisper against his lips as he thrusts up into my hand, arching his back in response to the pleasure coursing through him. "Forever."

My breath hitches as I feel him tense beneath my fangs, the sensation sending a thrill of pleasure through me that almost overwhelms my control. "You feel so good..." My voice comes out in a husky moan, and with a desperate growl, I bite down harder, drinking in the taste of him as he cries out, arching into my touch even more. As his release courses through me, my body shudders violently, sending waves of pleasure rolling over me in endless succession. It feels like we've become one person, our hearts and souls intertwined forever. I can feel the mark on my neck burning hotter than ever before, as if to remind me that this bond will never be broken... Even beyond death itself. "Ansbach..." My voice is hoarse with emotion as I collapse bonelessly against him, spent and satisfied in every way imaginable. "I love you."

As we lie there in the afterglow of our lovemaking, my heart is full to bursting with love for him. I feel so incredibly lucky to have found someone like him... Someone who understands me and accepts me for who I am. Even though it's been a long and difficult journey, I know without a doubt that we are meant to be together.

With a contented sigh, I nuzzle closer against his chest, my ear pressed against the rapid thump of his heart. "Thank you," I whisper softly, wanting him to know how much this all means to me. "For everything."

His hand smooths gently through my hair, tracing soothing circles on my back as he replies, voice rough with emotion. "You don't have to thank me... You're worth every moment we've spent together, and I will always be grateful for the chance to have you in my life." He pauses for a beat before adding with a grin, "Even if it did take us almost dying to get here."

I laugh softly at his comment, the sound vibrating against his chest as I snuggle closer still. "Well, if that's all it takes..." My words are teasing, but there's a thread of truth running through them too. Maybe we did have to go through all of this pain and heartache to finally find our way to each other... But in the end, it was worth every second. "But next time," I continue with a playful grin, "can we maybe keep things a bit less dramatic?" My fingers begin to trace lazy circles on his stomach as I wait for his reply. "We have forever now... There's no rush."

I laugh at his question and shake my head. "No... Of course not," I say teasingly as I slip my hand lower to stroke him gently through the sheet. "But we should probably get some rest, hm?" Leaning up on one elbow, I gaze down into his eyes with a mischievous glint in mine. "You know what they say... Rest is for the wicked."

With that, I nibble at his bottom lip, waiting to see how he'll react. Despite our newfound happiness and contentment, there's still a spark of playfulness between us that refuses to be extinguished entirely. And as I watch him watching me, my heart swells with an overwhelming sense of love and gratitude for this man who has become my everything... My Ansbach.

My laughter bubbles up as I feel his hand move lower once more, the sensation sending a shiver of pleasure down my spine. "Mmm... Maybe just a little more rest?" I ask playfully, arching my back in invitation as my hips begin to rock against his touch in a slow, teasing movement. "But if you insist..."

With that, I roll onto my knees and then lower myself slowly back down on top of him, taking care to align our bodies perfectly before leaning forward, her breasts pressing against his chest as she kisses him deeply and passionately. Our hands wander freely over each other's skin, exploring every inch they can reach, drawing moans and gasps from the both of them. It feels so good to be connected like this... To know that we are finally on the same page, heading down the same path toward happiness.

As his arousal grows beneath my fingers and lips, I can't help but feel a thrill of power course through me at the knowledge that I am the only one who can make him feel this way... This incredible sense of being truly desired and wanted. It's a heady sensation, intoxicating in its own right, and as we move together, grinding against each other in a rhythm that feels primal and natural, I know without a doubt that there is nothing else in the world that could ever come between us... Not even rest itself.

I moan against his lips as he thrusts up into my hand, arching his back and grinding harder against me in response to the pleasure coursing through him. With every movement, our skin slaps together, drowning out everything but the need that binds us together, driving us further toward release with each passing moment.

My fingers slip lower still, finding their way between us as I search for contact with his erection once more. His hips buck up into my touch even as he deepens the kiss, demanding more of me with every breath that passes through his lips. As if by instinct, I angle myself just right, teasing him with the knowledge of what's to come as our bodies slide together in a flawless rhythm.

With a groan of pleasure that mingles with mine, he arches off the bed, thrusting up into my hand even harder as his orgasm takes hold. I feel it building inside of me too, every muscle tensing and coiling in anticipation of release as he cries out my name against my lips. As if by some unspoken agreement, we both come at the same moment... Our bodies shuddering together as wave after wave of pleasure wash over us, leaving us weak-kneed and breathless.

Laying beside him now, our hearts racing in unison, I can't help but feel grateful for this moment... For all of it. Even if we did have to go through hell to get here, it all feels worth it knowing that Ansbach is mine... And I am his. Forever and always.

I smile against his chest as he comments on my possessiveness. "Well," I say softly, nuzzling closer, "it's only because you're worth it." My fingers trace lazy circles on his stomach, soothing the lingering tension from our lovemaking. "And I want everyone to know that you belong to me... Just as much as I belong to you."

Even though we've just made love and explored each other thoroughly, something in my voice tells him there's more on the way. He glances up at me with a sultry smile, his expression promising another round of passion before too long. And as I look into those blue eyes, filled with love and desire for me, I can only nod in agreement... Yes, we could keep going all night if we wanted to. And perhaps someday soon, we will. But for now, knowing that he's mine... That feeling is enough to satisfy my every need.

I blush beneath the covers, feeling self-conscious for a moment despite knowing that Ansbach means his words as nothing but a compliment. "Well... thank you," I mumble softly, my cheeks still burning with color. It's not often that someone tells me I'm attractive or sexy, and the words catch me off guard sometimes, no matter how much I pretend otherwise.

Despite my discomfort, however, a small smile finds its way onto my lips as I remember why he thinks these things about me... Why he loves me so fiercely. It's because of our connection... The bond we share that goes beyond just physical attraction. Sure, the fact that I'm his mate and vice versa helps too, but there's something deeper at work here... Something that only the two of us truly understand.

And as Ansbach's hand drifts lower still, skimming over my stomach and hip before coming to rest on my thigh, I feel a shiver of pleasure run through me once more, reminding me just how lucky I am... How blessed... To have found someone like him. Someone who makes me feel desired and cherished, no matter what.

"Oh..." I let out a soft moan as he slides back inside me, feeling his hard length stretching and filling me once again. "Ansbach... You make me feel so good." My hips rock into him in response to the sensation, wanting more of the pleasure he always seems to know how to provide.

With a growl, I arch my back, lifting myself up just enough for him to thrust deeper, his hands coming to rest on either side of me as he pins me down and takes control of our movement entirely. The possessive look in his eyes tells me all I need to know... He wants me all to himself tonight, and I'm more than willing to oblige.

As he begins to move faster, lost in the rhythm of our lovemaking, I feel my breath come harder and faster, echoing his desperate moans and cries of pleasure. With every thrust, we grow closer... More connected not just physically but emotionally as well. And with each passing moment, I can feel us becoming more than just a couple... We're becoming family.

Her eyes widen as he takes her roughly, but it doesn't hurt the way she thinks it should. It feels right. She grips his shoulders tightly, matching his thrusts with hers, moaning his name in ecstasy. With each rough movement, they grow closer, their bodies becoming one in perfect harmony. His possessive gaze makes her heart race and desire burn even brighter, needing more of him, always more. "Ah-Ah-Ansbach!" "Too-too-too much!" As he begins to lose control, so does she. She arches her back off the bed, biting her lip to keep from screaming his name too loudly. Her nails scrape down his back in protest at not being able to touch enough skin, consume enough of him. With one final thrust, they find their release together, voices echoing through the room as they cry out each other's names in unison, their bodies shuddering and trembling with the force of their passion. "Honey, when you get rough, please aware me about it, okie?" As the last waves of pleasure wash over them, Sabrina collapses back onto the bed, spent and satisfied. Looking up at Ansbach, she sees nothing but love and adoration mirrored in his eyes, and a feeling of completeness envelops her like a warm blanket. They lie there together, their hearts racing and skin slick with sweat, but it doesn't matter. Because for them, this is what perfection feels like.

It's okay," she whispers, her fingers trailing up and down his chest as she gazes at him with a soft smile. "I liked it." And she did. She liked how he claimed her body and made her his, making everything they did feel so intimate and connected. Even now, after their intense lovemaking, there's still an air of tenderness surrounding them as they lie together in the afterglow. "You know what," she says suddenly, her eyes bright with mischief, "the next time you want to be rough, I think you should... Use your words." She grins up at him, amused by the idea of telling him exactly how far she's willing to go when it comes to their sex life.

"Mmm... I like the sound of that," she moans against his lips, arching her back as he kisses her roughly. "I trust you to know my limits." She looks into his eyes, seeing nothing but desire and love reflected there. "And I want you to know... That I'm yours... Completely." Her hands snake down his chest, tracing teasing circles around his navel before continuing their descent lower, across the top of his thighs and higher still until they reach his hips, where she grips him possessively. "You can do whatever you want to me," she whispers hoarsely, her breath fanning over his skin as her fingers dig into his flesh, "as long as we're together."

Her eyes flutter closed as he grips her ass possessively, a shiver running down her spine. "Oh... Yes," she breathes out, arching her back against the bed in invitation. Her fingers trail lower still, slipping between their bodies to stroke him slowly through his boxers. "I want you to touch me wherever you want... Make love to me however you need." As he begins to move again, grinding their hips together, she moans loudly, feeling the pleasure build up inside her once more. "That's it," she whispers, wrapping her legs around his hips as he thrusts harder into her hand. "Show me how rough you can be... How much you want me."