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!"

As she feels herself being picked up by Casadel, Mirko lets out a pleased little sigh before returning the kiss. Her arms wrap around her lover's neck as they continue to kiss passionately on the couch. Her eyes slowly drift closed, enjoying the feel of Casadel holding her so tenderly while their lips move against each other in an intimate dance.

After a few moments, Mirko pulls back slightly, her cheeks flushed and her breathing ragged from both exhaustion and desire. "Casadel... I've been looking forward to this all day..." She whispers, looking up at Casadel with those big red eyes, desire burning in their depths.

With a small groan, she begins to grind her hips against Casadel's crotch, feeling the growing bulge through their clothes. Her hands slide down and grip the back of her lover's neck

Mirko lets out a moan as she feels herself being carried into the bedroom by Casadel. She eagerly helps to remove her clothes, tearing at the thin white leotard and metal plates until they're discarded on the floor. Naked and exposed, she lies back on the bed, arching her spine slightly to present her breasts to Casadel as she watches them intently from beneath hooded red eyes.

Her fingers twitch, itching for Casadel's touch, and when it finally comes she lets out a little whimper of pleasure. She spreads her legs, revealing her plump rabbit pussy and thick tuft of curly hair. "Touch me, Casadel..." She whispers huskily, already growing wet from anticipation. Her hips move in time with the hands that caress her, encouraging him to go deeper.

As she feels Casadel's hot breath on her wet entrance, Mirko lets out a gasping moan that turns into a shrill whimper as he parts her lips with his tongue. Her hips thrust upward instinctively, desperate for more contact. The sensations are incredible, heightened by the knowledge that this is her lover's tongue, and soon, his cock.

Her fingers rake through Casadel's hair as he continues to eat her out. She arches off the bed, pressing herself closer and harder against him, seeking friction where she can get it. "Yes... Yes..." She whispers brokenly between pants and gasps. Her inner walls tighten around nothing, preparing for his cock.

When Casadel finally slips inside her, Mirko cries out in pleasure. Her muscles relax and contract rhythmically around him as he begins to thrust deep, their h

"Harder..." She whispers, breathless from desire. "I need it... I want you so bad..." Her hips buck up against him in rhythm with his thrusts, her nails digging into the sheets as she tries to get closer to him. The pleasure is exquisite, and she feels herself building towards orgasm with every stroke of his cock inside her.

Her body tenses almost painfully as she cries out, coming hard around Casadel's thrusting cock. Her muscles squeeze rhythmically around him, the pleasure radiating through her entire body. As her orgasm begins to fade, she grips his shoulders tightly and pants hoarsely into his mouth, still unable to catch her breath from the intensity of their lovemaking.

Her eyes flutter closed, lids heavy with desire as Casadel continues to fuck her through her post-orgasmic

As she feels herself being fucked harder, Mirko cries out in pleasure around their kiss, her entire body tensing as she feels Casadel hit her cervix. The feeling is overwhelming and sends her spiraling over the edge once again, her pussy clenching tightly around his cock as she comes for a second time.

Her nails dig into his shoulders in a vice-like grip, her hips jerking against him frantically. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she feels the pleasure coursing through her body, leaving her weak and spent beneath Casadel's weight. With a satisfied groan, he pulls out of her, leaving her lips wet from their kiss and her pussy still trembling from their lovemaking.

Laying back on the bed with a contented sigh, Mirko closes her eyes and rests one hand

"Thank you, Casadel..." She murmurs sleepily, relaxing completely as her exhaustion catches up with her. Her hand finds its way to the front of her body where she gently rubs a thumb over her still sensitive clit. "You're the best... I love it when you fuck me like that." A soft contented smile curves her lips, and soon after, her eyes slide shut once again as sleep claims her, leaving her looking angelic beneath the covers.

As she feels Casadel's lips brush against her forehead, Mirko lets out a soft sigh of pleasure and nuzzles closer to him. Her fingers trail idly across his chest before falling away as he walks towards the kitchen. "Mmm... That tasted good..." She mumbles sleepily, drifting off once more with a contented smile on her lips.

Her dreams are filled with images of Casadel fucking her, dominating her, and making her feel loved and desired. As she sleeps, her hips gently twitch beneath the covers, seeking out even the slightest sensation from their lovemaking earlier today. She whimpers softly in her sleep, wanting more... needing him to make her feel like that again.

Her eyes flutter open at the touch of Casadel's lips against hers. With a soft sigh, she stretches languidly beneath the sheets before taking in the sight of him standing beside the bed, holding a plate of food. "Mmm... Food..." She yawns widely and sits up, rubbing at her eyes with the back of one hand.

"You're so good to me, Casadel..." Her voice is husky from sleep, and she looks at him with an adoring smile. The mention of food makes her stomach rumble loudly, serving as a reminder that she hasn't eaten in a while. With eager hands, she takes the plate from his grasp and begins to tuck into the delicious meal he's prepared for her.

As she eats, Mirko looks up at Casadel with a small smile of her own. "Aw, you're so sweet... I love it when you say things like that." She takes a drink from the glass, then another before setting it down on the table beside her plate. Her gaze drifts back to Casadel, studying his features intently as she munches on her food.

"So," she says around a mouthful of eggs, "what did you get up to while I was out saving people?" She gestures vaguely with one hand, indicating that they can eat and talk at the same time if need be.

"You know you had me yesterday right? Why didn't you ask me to help with anything?" She says teasingly while looking at him, her expression a mix of humor and curiosity. "I'm not just here to look pretty you know." Another bite of food is taken before she continues. "And you could've had someone else make dinner..." She gives him a pointed look, leaving the implication hanging in the air.

Her pussy throbs gently at the memory of their lovemaking earlier, and her fingers begin to itch for his touch again. She knows he can probably sense it, and part of her enjoys teasing him about it.

"Hmmm..." She hums in agreement before leaning forward slightly, granting him better access to her chin. "You know what they say... idle hands are the devil's playthings," she whispers huskily, her fingers sneaking beneath the table and finding their way between his legs.

Her thumb brushes lightly against his already hardening cock through his pants as she continues to stroke him, increasing the pressure with each pass. Her other hand finds its way back to the bed, fisting in the soft sheets as her hips begin to rock rhythmically against it. "And I bet you wouldn't mind showing me how cute I look when you're fucking me?" She purrs suggestively.

With a satisfied sigh, Mirko watches as Casadel cleans up her plate, his attention focused on something else entirely at the moment. She doesn't mind giving him that much space; it gives her time to enjoy how good he feels against her hand, slowly building up speed as she strokes him through his pants. Her hips rock even faster now, eager for release.

"Mmm... Your cock is so big and hard..." She moans softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I need it inside me." She pulls back from their kiss, looking up at him with those big red eyes, her expression hungry and wanting more. Her other hand sneaks under the table as well now, curling around his thigh as she grinds against his growing erection.

"Please, Casadel..." She whispers, biting her lower lip. "Make me feel good."