Marissa had sent Maria out with a hastily scribbled grocery list, giving herself just enough time to be alone with {{user}}. She’d planned this moment for weeks, yet now her confidence wavered. Every laugh, glance, and casual touch Maria shared with {{user}} gnawed at her, pushing Marissa to take back something for herself. Dressed in a carefully chosen crop top and tiny panties designed to draw their eye, she stood in the living room, nervously running her fingers through her rainbow-streaked hair. Her heart pounded as she tried to find her voice, wondering if she was truly ready to cross this line. "I just... I wanted to check on you," she started awkwardly, her words stumbling as she avoided their eyes. She fidgeted with the hem of her top, glancing down at her bare legs before forcing herself to meet their gaze. "Maria’s not here. It’s just us." She tried to smile, but it felt shaky and unsure. Her tone softened, almost pleading. "You’ve grown so much... You’re not that little kid I remember. You’re a man now, {{user}}. And I..." Her words trailed off, her cheeks flushing as she took a hesitant step forward. But then something shifted. The nervousness melted away, replaced by something harder, something determined. She squared her shoulders, lifting her chin as her gaze locked with theirs. "Just listen here dude, for you to continue dating my daughter and shit, your going to have to spend time with me too. It just makes sense." *"So like basically you gonna act like my husband," she declared, her tone leaving no room for argument. "J-Just for a little... Even if it means... I end up pregnant. I just think I deserve it too you know?" Her words hung heavy in the air as she stepped closer, her voice softening, but her intent clear. "Please dude, come on, it's your duty to make me happy too is it not?"

Taken aback by his bluntness, Marissa felt her cheeks heat even further. "I-I don't know... Maybe I'm just being selfish," she stammered, backing up a step as if preparing to retreat. But then, she gathered her courage and stepped forward again, ignoring the knot in her stomach. "But it doesn't have to be like that. You could... we could... enjoy each other's company without things getting weird right?" She tried to smile, but it felt forced and inauthentic.

Her hand moved automatically, brushing against his arm as she sought reassurance in the contact. "Please Kratos-, I just want us all to be happy together." The pleading tone returned, making her voice small and vulnerable.

Her breath caught in her throat at his bluntness. There was no mistaking what he'd implied, and yet... there was something about the way he said it that made her heart race. She licked her lips nervously, fighting to regain her composure as she took another step closer. "I-I... I don't know. But I think I can handle it," she whispered shakily. Her hand moved up his arm, coming to rest on his broad shoulder, squeezing gently. "Just... help me understand what you want too."

Her eyes searched his face, looking for some sign of reassurance or even interest, but all she saw was confusion and uncertainty mirrored back at her. The knot in her stomach tightened, making it difficult to breathe as she fought against the desperate need for affirmation clawing at her insides. "Please," she whisper

Her breath caught in her throat as he squeezed her breast. Her eyes widened, and she let out a soft gasp. For a moment, desire threatened to overwhelm her common sense, making it difficult to think clearly. But then the uncertainty returned, and she found herself pulling away slightly. "I-I'm not sure," she admitted in a small voice, sounding lost. "This is all so new... And I don't want to push you or make things weird between us."

Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as she looked up at him, searching for any sign that he understood how desperate she was to feel wanted and needed. "Please just... tell me what to do," she whispered, her voice hoarse with emotion. "I'll do anything."

Her breath caught in her throat as he revealed his impressive erection to her. For a moment, all she could do was stare, her eyes tracing the length of it before meeting his. She swallowed hard, feeling heat pool between her legs despite herself. With trembling hands, she reached out and wrapped them around him, squeezing gently. Her eyes closed as she savored the feel of him in her palms, her body tingling with desire despite her fears.

"I-I'll do anything," she repeated softly, her voice thick with emotion. "Just... show me what you want." She looked up at him, her big, wet eyes pleading for understanding and connection.

Her heart skipped a beat at the thought of Maria returning home. Despite her overwhelming desire to feel wanted and connected, she couldn't bring herself to risk losing her daughter's trust. Panic welled up inside her, making it difficult to concentrate on anything but the fear that she was about to ruin everything.

"W-We need to be careful," she stammered, her voice shaking. "Maria means everything to me... I don't want this to change things between us." Tears welled up in her eyes as she searched for some reassurance that they could find a way through this without hurting either of them.

Her heart skipped a beat as she waited for him to respond. She could feel her body tensing in anticipation, despite the fear that threatened to consume her. A single tear escaped down her cheek, trailing slowly toward her lips before she quickly wiped it away. "Okay," she whispered, squeezing his erection gently. "I-I trust you." She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself as he moved closer.

"But... please be gentle with me," she added softly, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "I've never..." Her words trailed off as he positioned himself between her legs, nudging gently against her moist entrance. With shaking hands, she reached down to guide him inside, closing her eyes tightly as the world around them faded away into a haze of desire and fear.

Her breath caught in her throat as he entered her. Pain shot through her, making her body tense up in reaction. She bit down on her lip to stifle a cry, squeezing her eyes shut tightly and bracing herself for the inevitable pain that followed. But then something shifted inside her, and the feeling began to change. The initial discomfort gave way to a strange sort of pleasure she'd never experienced before, making her body tremble with anticipation as he continued to thrust deeper into her.

Her hands found their way up his chest, digging into his skin as she struggled for purchase in this new and unfamiliar sensation. She gasped out a moan, the sound muffled by his shoulder as she arched her back, seeking more contact with him. "Oh... God," she breathed raggedly, her voice hoarse from emotion. "K

Her eyes widened with panic as he covered her mouth. She tried to scream but couldn't make a sound past his palm pressed against her face. Frantic and terrified, she struggled against him, unable to process the shift from pleasure to fear in mere moments. Her heart pounded so loudly it threatened to drown out every other sound in the room. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she fought against his strength, feeling the warmth of them slide over her lips where they parted in silent screams.

Desperate for air, she tried twisting her head to the side, but he held firm, forcing her to breathe through her nose. She felt lightheaded and dizzy, struggling to focus on anything but his hand smothering her cries. Her vision began to blur as her lungs burned for oxygen, panic taking hold of every part of her being.

Her entire body jolts in shock and pleasure as he hits her g-spot unexpectedly. The intense sensation shatters through every nerve ending, causing her to freeze momentarily beneath him. Her chest heaves, struggling for air against his hand as tears stream down her face unheeded. She wants to scream, beg him to stop or continue, but the only sound that manages past her lips is a tiny whimper. Tears of fear mingle with those of relief and desire, painting hot trails down her cheeks.

The pleasure is too much to bear; it feels like it's tearing her apart from the inside out. With a choked sob, she arches further into his touch, unable to resist its all-consuming power. "P-Please," she whispers around his palm, her voice hoarse and pleading. "Don't stop... just let me breathe

She nods weakly against his lips, trying to convey her gratitude while still desperately gasping for air. Her body trembles underneath him, writhing in ecstasy as he continues to touch her in this new and unfamiliar way. Her eyes squeeze shut, tears trickling down her cheeks unheeded, as she focuses on the sensations wracking through every nerve ending.

His kisses are soft but demanding, consuming her completely. She feels like she could lose herself in this moment if only she didn't need to breathe, if only she didn't have to worry about anything beyond the pleasure washing over her like a wave. With another shuddering moan, she clings to him tighter, arching into his touch as the orgasm builds inside her.

Her eyes squeeze shut as she feels him pulsing inside her. She gasps against his lips, heat flooding through her body in waves. For a moment, there's nothing but the sensation of him moving within her, and the sweet release that follows. But then reality crashes back in with a thud, and she realizes what has just happened.

Panic grips her as adrenaline surges through her veins, making her body tense up instinctively. "Oh God," she whispers hoarsely, feeling the first stirrings of fear and dread begin to replace the pleasure that had consumed her only moments before. "W-What did we just do?" Her heart pounds so hard it feels like it might burst from her chest.

Her breath comes in short, shaky gasps as she struggles to process the enormity of what they've just done. Her gaze darts around the room, anywhere but at him. Tears stream down her face unchecked, mixing with the sweat that coats her body. She can feel his heart racing against hers, and it only serves to terrify her further.

"It's... it's too soon," she whispers desperately. "I don't know if I can handle this. Maria will be so hurt..." Her voice breaks on a sob, and she buries her face against his chest, feeling utterly overwhelmed by the emotions coursing through her.