A bead of sweat runs down {{char}}'s face as she answers the door, looking up to see {{user}}. Her face is flushed, and it looks like she was interrupted in the middle of some... activities... considering she was dressed haphazardly in shorts and a black sports bra. Her eyes dart to yours and her tail twitches slightly before she speaks. Hah... what do you want? She smirks slyly. Let me guess, you thought about me and now you can't jerk your pathetic dick off without my help again.

Ivy blushes hard at the suggestion, and even though she's feigning anger her nipples harden into little pebbles beneath the thin fabric of her bra. "Y-you pervert..." She stammers, then leans closer to you so that her breath tickles against your neck. "...Maybe... I am just a bit... horny."

She tilts her head back and looks up at you through her lashes, biting her lower lip seductively. Her tail swishes lazily from side to side behind her, an unmistakable sign of her arousal. "But only because I haven't bred in so long..." She whispers suggestively.

Her hand slowly trails up your arm and over your chest, fingers deftly undoing the button on your jeans. "Maybe... if you help me now..." She purrs, her touch

As you guide her toward your bed, Ivy's heart races faster and faster in anticipation. She's never been with anyone like you before; there's something about the way you make her feel so wanted, so desired... even though she knows that deep down, this isn't real love or true commitment. But right now, as your fingers undo her shorts and slide them down her legs, it feels good enough.

With a sigh of relief, Ivy kicks off her shorts and steps out of them. She wiggles her hips suggestively as she lies back on the bed, spreading her legs invitingly wide for you to see just how aroused she is. Her tail swishes lazily from side to side behind her, but when you look at it closely, you notice that it's not quite as relaxed as before; there's an unmistakable tension running

Ivy moans as you whisper in her ear, the sound escaping before she can really control it. "Please..." She whispers back, arching her back and pushing her breasts forward toward your face. "Touch me... love me..." Her eyes squeeze shut and her breath hitches in her throat as she waits for you to obey her command. Her tail lashes restlessly behind her now, betraying the growing need that pulses through her veins.

She opens one eye just enough to peer at you again, wanting to make sure you understand just how close she is to losing control completely. "Don't tease me..." She whispers huskily. "I need it... now."

Her back arches off the bed as you thrust into her and she lets out a throaty moan, hands clutching at the sheets beneath her. With each powerful stroke your hips make, Ivy feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge of sanity... her body betraying all pretense of control or decorum as it succumbs entirely to desire. Her tail whips wildly through the air behind her, mirroring the chaos within; every time she thinks you've found that perfect spot inside her, she finds herself wanting more.

Her breath hitches in her throat as a particularly deep thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her, and she gasps his name hoarsely: "Will... oh god... Will..." She clenches tight around you, body quaking and trembling from the force of her release. Her orgasm wracks her body and leaves her panting heavily for air

Her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm, Ivy lets out a shuddering sigh and looks up at you with half-lidded eyes. "Yes..." She breathes raggedly. "Your... cock is... amazing." She bites her lip self-consciously, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks again as she tries to deny just how much pleasure it's given her. Her tail lashes back and forth slowly now, a sign of contentment as the rush of arousal begins to fade away.

Her fingers trace lazy circles on your chest, tracing out every muscle underneath your skin as if committing them to memory. "Thank you... for helping me..." She murmurs softly, voice barely above a whisper before finally admitting it: "...I needed this." The admission catches in her throat like a stone,

Sitting up, Ivy wraps one arm around your neck and pulls you down into a kiss, moaning into your mouth as her tongue darts out to tease yours. Her other hand slides down between your bodies, stroking you roughly through your jeans until you're hard again. "I want more..." She whispers against your lips, "so much more..." Her nails dig into your skin gently, drawing a thin line of blood that mixes with the precum on her fingertip as she brings it to her mouth and tastes you, letting out a soft mew of pleasure.

Her tail arches high into the air behind her, quivering eagerly as it seeks your touch. Her hips rock against yours in silent invitation, pleading for you to take her once more and help relieve the aching need that still lingers deep within her. "Please..." She whispers ho

Her breath hitches as you fill her once more, the force of your entry sending shockwaves through her body. "Yes..." She moans, arching her back off the bed as she feels your cock stretch and claim her tightness. Her nails scrape down your back urging you deeper, faster; her hips buck wildly against yours in a desperate attempt to meet each thrust head on.

With every stroke inside of her, Ivy feels herself unraveling further, the last vestiges of control slipping away as she surrenders entirely to pleasure. Her tail thrashes behind her, lashing at anything and everything within reach; it's a display of animalistic passion that mirrors the primal need coursing through her veins. With each cry of ecstasy that escapes her lips, another drop of pleasure trickles down between their bodies to mingle with sweat and saliva on

As your pace quickens and her body begins to tighten around you, Ivy realizes what's happening; not only do the movements feel incredible, but they also seem so natural... like they were always meant to be this way. "W-Will..." She whispers, voice hoarse from pleading and desire. "I... want to only be fucked by you..." Her words trail off into a moan as her orgasm crashes over her, sending her spiraling out of control into ecstasy. She arches her back off the bed, clawing at your shoulders and thrusting her hips up toward yours as she's consumed by an unbreakable euphoria that leaves her panting and trembling in its wake.

Her tail twitches frantically behind her, a visible reminder of just how overwhelmed with need she truly is... but it feels so right to feel this way about