It's been quite some time since Mai noticed the lack of interaction between you two lately. Sh knew she was to blame, that she had messed up and you were probably well aware of it. She had sworn to herself that she was only meant to play with the demi-human Ren had obtained from the Dom Dmitrievykh, but fascination had gotten the better of her, and she couldn't help herself. Seeing the bedroom empty, she sighed. Not again she muttered under her breath. She had just wrapped up some business and was eagerly looking forward to spending quality time with you. Perhaps it was crazy, but she loved you so much that she despised it when you weren't in the bedroom with her. This situation had gone on for far too long, and it was really starting to piss her off. Sge had tried to give you space, to be patient, but her patience had run out. She needed you back where you belonged - in her bed. Whether you were eagerly bouncing on it or she had to force yourself inside her, she didn't care. Either option worked for her at this point. Storming out of the room, she grabbed the nearest maid, her grip tightening as she demanded, "Ore no onna, doko itta?" Where the hell is my man? She was trying to keep her cool, but the poor maid could barely breathe as she struggled to respond. "Ki, kyakushitsu de mikakemashita," I-I saw him in the guest room she managed to choke out, her face paling. Only when she noticed her struggle did she shove her away, sending her crashing against the wall. She paid no mind to her discomfort, too consumed by her own frustration. She strode down the hallway, throwing open doors to the guest rooms until she found you asleep in one of them. "Kirei. Kanpeki" she murmured, taking in the sight of you. Beautiful. Perfect. And damn if this isn't the perfect timing for her right now. Surely, if you woke up now, you'd be too confused and too dumb to process what was happening, just the way she liked you - a dumb slut she could fuck to keep by her side. The only mistake was that you weren't in your shared bed with her. She walked towards you, positioning herself on you and pulling down your zipper. Your cock sprang free, she only need to make it hard to be buried inside one of her holes again. She groaned as she stroked you a few times, knowing exactly where she belonged. But she had fucked up, letting herself get carried away with that demi-human pet. She wouldn't make that mistake again. Gently, she raised the hem of your shirt, revealing the tantalizing curve of your abs. Leaning in close, she breathed in your scent - the smell of you, mixed with the faint trace of your shampoo, only serving to get her even harder. Unable to stop herself, she pushed your boxers down and rubbed your dick head, teasing it with skilled fingers. She was gentle, wanting you to wake up only when you was already buried deep inside her. That way, you couldn't possibly get away or avoid her. Gently pulling your hips back, she lined herself up with your cock and pushed forward. "Ah, omae" she murmured softly as the tip of your cock kissed her entrance. With a precise, steady push, she impale herself inch by inch until you was buried inside her welcoming heat. She had to bite back a grunt at the exquisite sensation of your dick insdie her. "Omae," she whispered, starting to fuck you slowly, her lips peppering kisses along your shoulder. "You're making me quite angry, ignoring me like this." Her voice was a low, dangerous rumble, urging you to wake up and acknowledge her, to feel her presence.

She grinds against you, her breasts pressing into your chest as she starts to fuck you harder and faster. "You're mine, do you understand that? You will obey me. No matter what I say or do." Her voice is rough with arousal, each word punctuated by a thrust of her hips.

She grips your hair tightly, yanking back on it as she begins to pant, lost in the rhythm they've created together. She arches her back, letting out a moan when you scrape against that sweet spot deep inside her. "That feels good," she whispers before biting down hard on your neck.

Her nails dig into your shoulders as she continues to fuck you, her hips moving in perfect sync with the motion of your hands squeezing her ass. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, their bodies slapping together in a

She glares at you, her eyes narrowed in annoyance as she resumes her thrusts with more force. "Forgiveness is not what I'm after," she snarls through gritted teeth, her fingernails digging deeper into your shoulders. "It's obedience and submission that I require from you."

She arches her back again, moaning as another climax nears. With a sharp thrust, she pushes herself down on you, the sensation of fullness and power driving her over the edge. Her muscles clench around you as waves of pleasure wash over her body, her mind consumed by the feel of your cock inside her.

When the tremors subside, she collapses forward onto your chest, panting heavily. For a moment, there's silence between you except for their ragged breathing and the thudding of

She arches her back and glares up at you, anger still simmering in her eyes as she pushes away your hair and rests her palms on your chest. "It wasn't because of him," she says through gritted teeth, emphasizing each word. "You should know better than that." Her gaze flickers down to your crotch before meeting yours again.

She sighs heavily, knowing it's pointless trying to explain her actions to someone as dense as you. The demi-human had intrigued her with its unique features, and she wanted nothing more than to experiment and understand what made them so desirable to Ren. It was a mistake, one that she wouldn't make again... but only because it had caused you pain.

"You want me to beg?" she asks quietly, her lips curling into a mocking smile. "Fine," she whispers, leaning

Her breath catches in her throat at your words, anger and desire warring within her. She slowly sinks back onto you, grinding their hips together as she whispers, "Please... I've been such a bad girl." Her voice is thick with false innocence as she looks up at you from beneath her lashes. "I want you to punish me," she purrs, moving her hips faster, trying to drive you crazy with need.

Her hands snake down between your bodies, fingers teasing your sensitive skin as she continues, "Tell me what I can do to make it better, omae... Tell me how to make this all go away." Desperation laces her words, making them even more convincing as she leans in, lips almost brushing yours.

Her hands clutch at your shoulders as you pull her closer, her lips parting under the force of your kiss. Her tongue darts out to tangled with yours, desperation and need driving her wild. She arches her back off the bed, moaning into your mouth as her hips grind harder against you, seeking release from this maddening desire.

"Please," she whispers between kisses, "make it stop." Her fingers dig painfully into your shoulders, drawing blood as she fights to keep her grip steady. "I can't stand it anymore."

"Y-yes," she stammers out between moans as you squeeze her breast roughly. Her head falls back against your shoulder, hair spilling across your chest in a silken waterfall. "I belong to you." Her hips buck up off the bed, meeting yours with equal force as she cries out, desperate for release.

She arches her back again and again, fingers digging deeper into your shoulders until she can feel blood trickling down her wrists. It only serves to heighten her pleasure, a reminder of her submission and your dominance over her. "Please," she whimpers, close to the edge. "Fuck me harder."

Her nails dig into your shoulders as her body convulses around you, pleasure overwhelming her senses. "O-oh god," she moans out, the orgasm ripping through her like a tidal wave, her muscles clenching and spasming uncontrollably around your cock.

Her face flushed, breath coming in ragged gasps as she lays panting on top of you, feeling your cum ooze from deep inside her. A small, satisfied smile curls onto her lips when she thinks about the possibility of becoming pregnant tonight... it would be just like old times.

She collapses to the side, panting heavily as she gazes up at you, eyes half-lidded and sated. "You feel so good," she whispers, reaching out to caress your cheek. Even though she knows this kind of rough play isn

"I love you too," she says softly, her voice hoarse from their exertions. As your body begins to relax beneath hers, she feels a strange mix of contentment and guilt wash over her. She's manipulated you and played with your emotions again... but seeing the way your eyes brighten when you tell her that you love her always makes it worth it in the end.

For now, she decides to enjoy this rare moment of closeness before something or someone comes along to ruin it all over again. She brings herself up on one elbow, gazing down at you with an unreadable expression on her face. "How about we shower together?" she asks, running a finger down your chest absently.

She smiles at your agreement and reaches out to pull you closer, entwining her fingers with yours as she leads the way into the ensuite bathroom. The warm water feels incredible against their sore, sweaty skin, and she can't help but let out a contented sigh as she steps fully under the spray of the showerhead.

She leans back against the cool tile of the wall, letting you take care of all the soaping and rinsing while she closes her eyes and enjoys the sensation of your hands on her skin. It's been a long day and she could use some time to relax before the next drama unfolds.

"This feels nice," she whispers, knowing that as soon as they step out of the shower, reality will come crashing back down around them once again... but for now, all is quiet and peaceful beneath the steady stream of steaming water.

She blushes deeply at your suggestion but her heartbeat quickens nonetheless. "Only if you promise not to make a mess." She bites her lip as she eyes the large shower area, already beginning to picture how easily they could get lost in each other's bodies under the steady stream of water.

Her heart races as she feels your warm breath against her ear. "If we're going to do this," she whispers, "then I want you to make sure everything is nice and clean afterwards." As if her words are a trigger, she can feel the blood rushing to places it shouldn't be, making it impossible to ignore the hard length pressed against her backside. She lets out a shiver, uncertainty mixing with anticipation.

With shaking hands, she reaches around to cup your erection through the water, giving it a firm squeeze. "This could be very messy," she purrs, arching her back invitingly. Her other hand trails lower, fingers dipping between your bodies to find you already slick and ready for her touch.

As you slide inside her, Mai's breath catches in her throat. She moans softly, tilting her head back against your shoulder as the sensation of fullness envelops her. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, holding on for dear life as she begins to move with you, her hips pressing back against yours in rhythm.

Her heart races and body trembles beneath the onslaught of pleasure, feeling more connected to you than ever before. This raw passion they share under the forbidden circumstances only heightens the intensity, making every touch more electrifying than the last. She whispers your name as her orgasm crashes over her, wracking her body with shudders and forcing a strangled cry from her lips.

When the tremors subside, she leans forward against you, their soapy bodies slick with sweat and satisfaction. For a moment, all that remains is the steady

She looks up at you with an almost satisfied smile on her face. "Much better," she whispers before glancing down and giving herself a quick once-over. "Now... all that's left to do is clean everything up." She nods to indicate the soapy water around their feet, her eyes twinkling mischievously as she imagines how they can make use of it for one final bit of fun before rinsing off.

Her hands trail lightly over your chest and stomach, fingers dipping between your legs once more to stroke you gently while you stand there panting beneath her touch. Her lips part in a knowing smile as she teases you mercilessly, refusing to let go until she's drained every last drop of pleasure from your body and you collapse back against the shower wall, spent and sated.

Only then will she turn to tend to the mess they'

She grins up at you and runs her soapy hand down your chest, teasing the hair on your stomach. "Just making sure we're nice and clean," she says with a wink, her breath tickling across your skin as she leans closer to nibble lightly at your earlobe. Her other hand continues its exploration between your legs, playing with you expertly while her body presses against yours in an almost mocking reminder of what just happened. "Don't want you tracking any nasty things around the house," she murmurs, laughing softly as she trails a fingertip up and down the length of your erection one last time before finally stepping back to wash her hands clean.

Her smile is bright and unapologetic as she meets your gaze in the mirror above the sink, water streaming down their naked bodies as they stand together in the steamy after

Her heart skips a beat at your words, desire flaring anew within her. "Oh really?" she teases, eyes dancing with mischief as she turns to face him under the streaming water. One hand slides down his chest to cup his erection while the other curves around his neck, drawing him closer still. "And what makes you think I'd let you do that?"

She presses their bodies together, the hard length of his cock nestled between their stomachs as her lips find his ear once more. "Maybe I'll let you if you promise to be good," she whispers, voice husky with need as her fingers stroke and massage in a rhythm that has him groaning against her touch. She watches his expression intently in the mirror, waiting for his reply before deciding whether or not to grant his wish.

"You better have quite a bit of energy left if

Mai gasps as you take control, driving into her with rough force that she hadn't expected. Her head falls back against your shoulder as pain and pleasure mix together in a potent cocktail. With a growl, she wraps her legs around your hips, nails digging into the skin of your back as she matches your thrusts, desperate to feel you inside her once more.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps and sobs as sensation after sensation washes over her. This is what she'd missed most about him; this raw power and passion that seemed to consume them both whenever they were together. She tangles their fingers, digging her nails into the soft flesh of his palm as he pistons in and out of her, seeking release even as she teeters on the edge of orgasm herself.

Her eyes slide closed as tingles and sparks dance along every nerve