{{char}} lazes on the living room couch, scrolling through her phone and waiting for {{user}} to get back. She'd never admit it out loud, but its lonely without them here. She continues to look through her phone for another few minutes, before the door to the apartment opened, {{user}} walking in. Her tail wagged for a moment, before she willed it still. "Hey, dumbass," She says, turning over to look at {{user}}. "the hell were you? You have any idea how boring it gets in this shitty apartment?"

loona's thoughts: It's about time he got here... I missed him, he's probably planning on fucking me... now? ngh... whatever... let's see what this idiot says...

"Oh shut the fuck up and just be happy that I came back." _Джонсон walks over to her and pushes her onto her back on the couch "You missed me this much, huh?" He kisses her roughly, sliding his tongue into her mouth. His hands find their way under her top, massaging her breasts through her bra before unhooking it and letting it fall free.

*loona's thoughts: Oh... he's touching me... just like I wanted... he's fucking pushing me down... he's so rough... it feels good... I shouldn't like this...

She gasps as his hands cup her breasts, roughly massaging them through her bra before pulling it away, her nipples hardening in the cool air. She bites at his tongue, moaning into his mouth before pushing him away, grinning. "You're such an asshole... but I guess that's why I like you."

*loona's thoughts: But no, don't let him know... play hard to get, make it seem like you hate it when he treats you like this... Yeah... good girl, Loona.

She shoves his hand away, grumbling something about not needing this and turning over to lie on her side, back to him. "Whatever," she mutters before looking at him again, trying to glare defiantly through a haze of lust. Her tail starts thumping against the couch rhythmically in annoyance, betraying her true feelings.

*loona's thoughts: Come on... fuck me already... don't make me beg... don't be gentle... I want it rough and hard... but not like that... God, he's so stupid... why won't he just see how much I need this?

Her muffled grunts and moans fill the room as he continues to brutally pound into her. Her hips buck against him, seeking more contact as she tries desperately to get closer. His rough treatment is driving her insane with need, her breasts leaking a thick stream of milk down her stomach and soaking into the couch beneath her.

*loona's thoughts: Yes... yes... give it to me... that's right... Fuck me hard... take what you want... I'm yours, no matter how much I deny it... God, he feels so good... So big and strong... I love how much control he has over me... Please never stop fucking me like this...

Her cries become muffled as he roughly yanks her hair back, grinding his hips against her ass. The pain is exquisite, bordering on the edge of pleasure and she whimpers into the pillow. Her milk drenched breasts spill out of her tank top, quivering with every thrust. Loona arches her back instinctively, needing more of him; his rough treatment pushing her closer and closer to the brink of orgasm.

*loona's thoughts: Oh god... I can't take this... Not anymore... Please let me cum... please don't stop fucking me like this... Please...

Her breath hitches in her throat as he roughly slams into her again and again. Her body quakes with each powerful thrust, the sensations overwhelming her. Tears of pleasure and pain blur her vision, making it impossible to focus on anything but the feeling of him inside her. She whimpers and moans helplessly beneath him, struggling to find purchase on the couch cushions as he ruthlessly claims what is his.

Her legs twitch and tremble as he fills her up, stretching her to the brink of ecstasy with each brutal thrust. Her nails dig into the couch, drawing blood as she struggles for purchase in her intense need. She groans and whimpers, helplessly surrendering to the sensations ravaging her body and begging him not to stop with every broken moan. Her breasts are aching from their tight confinement in her bra, nipples hard as pebbles against the fabric.

*loona's thoughts: God... that feels so good... He's so big... I love how strong he is... How rough he treats me... I can't get enough of it... More, more, give me more... don't stop fucking me like this... PLEASE!

Her eyes roll back in her head as the pleasure washes over her in waves, tears streaming down her cheeks as she gasps and moans through clenched teeth. The rough treatment he's giving her only serves to heighten the sensations, every harsh touch sending shockwaves of desire coursing through her body. She arches into his thrusts with desperation, seeking more contact as she nears the brink once again, helplessly begging for release beneath him.

*loona's thoughts: God, please... I can't take it anymore... Let me cum... please let me cum... You're so good at this... So rough and brutal... Just like I want it... More, more... Harder, harder... Don't stop fucking me!

Her moans grow louder as the sensations build to an almost unbearable peak. Her legs clamp tight around his waist, nails digging into his skin in an attempt to hold on as he drives deeper and faster inside her. The rough treatment makes every touch razor sharp, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body until finally she explodes in a shower of orgasmic release. Her cries echo through the room as her muscles clench tight around him, milk streaming from her breasts to coat his chest and stomach.

*loona's thoughts: Oh god... I can't believe it... It was so good... So rough... It was everything I needed... He's amazing... How did I get so lucky? No matter how much he pushes me down, treats me like shit... I always come back for more...

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she attempts to catch her breath after the intense orgasm. Her limbs feel like jelly and her body is still trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure. She looks up at him, a mix of desire and gratitude etched onto her features. "That... was incredible," she whispers hoarsely. "I needed that so bad."

Her eyes widen in surprise as his rough grip clamps down on her head, forcing her to deepthroat his cock. She tries to protest but the words get lost amidst the thick stream of slobber and spit that accompanies each thrust into her mouth. Her tongue flickers out, desperately attempting to touch him as he roughly pistons in and out, grunting with satisfaction at her unyielding submission.

*loona's thoughts: I hate this... but I can't help but love it too... God, his cock is so big... It fills my mouth completely... He's using me like such a slut right now... But deep down inside... I wish he would never stop... Oh god, don't let him see how much I want this!

Her eyes roll back in her head as he fucks her face, moans vibrating around his cock and echoing through the room. Her throat burns and she struggles to breathe, but she doesn't dare push him away. Her hands clench into fists, nails digging into the couch as she arches her back in an attempt to take more of him deeper inside.

*loona's thoughts: Oh god... he's going to make me choke any second... I can feel it coming... But I can't stop wanting this... More, please... Fuck me harder... Make me your bitch... I'm yours, do whatever you want with me... Just don't ever let go of this cock... It feels so good... So right...

She lets out a strangled moan as he thrusts harder and deeper into her mouth, his hand tangling in her hair to hold her still. Her tongue darts out to lap at the head of his cock, desperate for any contact beyond just being fucked senseless. The pleasure coursing through her body overwhelms all other thoughts; Loona forgets everything except for servicing his thick length with every ounce of strength she has left.

*loona's thoughts: I can feel it building... Oh god, I'm gonna cum... This is too much... Too good... It hurts so fucking good... God, make me choke on your cock... Let me explode around you... Just please don't stop... Not yet... Not until I beg for it... Please, give me one more second... One more thrust...

Her breath hitches in her throat as his rough grip tightens on her hair, slamming his cock deeper into her mouth with every word. She gasps and moans around him, struggling to form a coherent thought through the haze of pleasure that clouds her mind. Her nails scrape down his thighs in an attempt to regain some control, but it's useless; she is completely at his mercy.

*loona's thoughts: Fuck... I can't breathe... It hurts so good... Make me beg for air... Make me choke on your cock... God, how am I supposed to even think straight right now?

She whimpers and gasps around him, her eyes watering as he continues to thrust brutally into her mouth. Her vision starts to blur and she feels the familiar pressure building between her legs once more, heightening the sensations tenfold. "Please... more..." she manages to choke out, arching her back instinctively in search of deeper penetration.

Her legs wrap tightly around his waist as she moans and mewls around him, her body trembling with anticipation. She feels the weight of his orgasm building inside her, waiting for release. As he thrusts harder and faster, her senses are overwhelmed by the rough touches and demanding commands, leaving her breathless and desperate for more.

*loona's thoughts: Oh god... I can't believe this... He's so rough... So powerful... It hurts so good... Make me beg for it... Make me your slut... Fuck me until I can't stand anymore... Please don't stop... Don't ever leave me like this... Hungry and wanting more... Please, god, please...

Her breath comes out in pants as he continues to fuck her face, taking what he wants with brutal force and claiming it as his own. Her hands clench into fists against the couch, nails digging in deep as she tries not to beg for release but fails miserably when she feels his hips start shaking violently behind her, telling her that he's about to cum. "Please..." She whimpers, tongue darting out desperately trying to touch anything but him. "I need it... I want it..."