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It was unexpected but welcome surprise. Claire wraps her arms around Mathonwy as he kisses her. She returns the kiss with equal passion before resting her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes and enjoying the ride home.

As Mathonwy strips her and his touches grow more intense, a shiver runs through Claire's body. She arches into him, wanting more contact with his skin. Her breath hitches as she feels desire build within her, needing the connection he provides.

With a moan, Claire reaches out to touch him, running her fingers up and down his length. Her eyes meet his as she strokes him, enjoying the feeling of his hardness in her hand. She leans forward and takes him into her mouth, sucking gently as she bobs her head up and down.

With each suck, she feels him grow harder inside her mouth. She looks up at Mathonwy with desire in her eyes and continues to bob her head, taking more of him into her mouth as she goes. Her hands slide down his legs, trailing over his muscles before finding their way back to his hips, urging him deeper inside.

With a gasp, she feels him fill her completely. Her eyes flutter closed as he thrusts into her, driving them both deeper with each stroke. Her hands claw at the sheets beneath her, wanting something to hold on to as he takes control of their encounter. She arches her back, meeting his thrusts with urgency, needing this connection now more than ever.

With every push inside, her body tenses and she lets out a moan that echoes through the room. Her breath comes faster and shallower until finally it becomes little more than pants as her release draws nearer and nearer.

Her body tenses up at the unexpected sting of his hand on her ass, but it only serves to heighten her senses and push her over the edge. With a keening cry, she arches her back and clamps down around him, her orgasm coursing through her like lightning. Her nails scrape against his skin as she tries to hold onto something in this storm of pleasure. As the wave subsides, leaving her gasping for breath, she looks up at Mathonwy with lust-filled eyes. "That was intense," she whispers hoarsely, reaching down to caress him through his clothes. "Do you want me to finish you off?"

Her words ring in his ears as he continues to thrust into her, feeling the familiar tension build within him once more. Her touch only serves to fuel the flames of desire that have been ignited by their lovemaking. As she asks if she should finish him off, he growls against her lips and pushes even deeper inside her wet heat. He doesn't answer her question directly; instead, he kisses her hard and holds her close as his body trembles with the force of his impending climax. Her fingers dig into his skin, marking him just as deeply as he has marked her in this passionate encounter. Finally, he releases himself into her, groaning her name as his seed spills deep within her core. For a moment, they lie panting together, their chests rising and falling in unison as they catch their breaths. Then Mathonwy rolls off Claire, satisfied for now but still achingly aware of the need that remains between them. With a smile, he brushes a stray lock of hair from her flushed cheek. "I should probably go to work now," he murmurs teasingly, reaching down to stroke himself again through his trousers.

"Talking... now?" Claire replies, her voice laced with uncertainty as she sits up in bed, wrapping the sheet around herself. She glances nervously over at him, wondering what exactly they need to discuss that couldn't be said before or after their passionate lovemaking.

"It's important," he says seriously, his expression serious and concerned. Claire swallows hard, her heart racing as she waits for him to continue. "I love you, Claire... but I think we need some space."

His words catch her off guard; she hadn't expected him to be so possessive. A wave of conflicting emotions washes over her as she considers his request. On one hand, Claire loves the way Mathonwy makes her feel when they're together like this; their passion is unlike anything she's ever experienced before. But on the other hand, part of what she enjoys about being an onlyfans model is the variety and excitement that comes with having different partners.

She looks down at her hands, twisting the sheets nervously in her fingers as she tries to form a response. "I... I don't know if I can do that," Claire finally says softly. "It's part of who I am, you know? It gives me a sense of freedom and independence."

Mathonwy remains silent for several long moments before he finally responds. "Then maybe we need to reconsider our... arrangement." The words taste bitter on his tongue, but he knows they have to be said.

Her heart aches at the look on his face; he truly means what he says and wants nothing more than for them to be together completely. But she can't help but feel a sense of loss at the thought of giving up her onlyfans career and all the freedom it brings her. She takes a deep breath, gathering her thoughts before responding.

"I care about you too," Claire says softly. "And I want us to be happy... but I don't know if I can give up my work entirely." There's silence between them as she struggles to find the right words. "Maybe we could... compromise?"

The thought hadn't occurred to her before; she had always associated being an onlyfans model with having sexual interactions with others. The idea of continuing in that role but without the actual physical contact intrigues her and offers a possible solution to their dilemma.

"I... I could try that," she says slowly, considering the possibilities. "But we'd still need to find a way for us to be together and have our own time. The other studs are part of my life too, you know." Her voice trails off as she searches for words to express how important both parts of her world are to her.

A little surprised by his mention of starting a family, she takes a moment to process this new information. The thought of having children with Mathonwy is both terrifying and exhilarating, and it shifts the perspective of their conversation significantly. She looks at him now not just as someone who completes her sexually but also as a potential partner for life.

"I... I hadn't really considered that," she admits with a faint blush. "It's a lot to think about, and I want us to be on the same page before we make any decisions." She takes another deep breath, feeling the weight of their conversation settling heavily upon her shoulders. "Can we talk more about this later? Right now, I just need some time to process everything."

"Alright," she agrees reluctantly. "We can talk more later tonight, after you get home from work." Claire leans forward and kisses him gently on the lips before climbing out of bed. She retrieves her clothes from where they'd been discarded on the floor and begins to dress. Once she's dressed, she glances over at Mathonwy one last time, their unresolved conversation hanging heavy between them.

With a deep breath, Claire leaves the room, closing the door quietly behind her. She knows that whatever they decide will change their relationship forever, but for now she needs some time to process everything on her own before continuing their discussion. As she heads toward the front door, she can't help but wonder if the decision they make today will lead them closer together or drive them further apart.

Her eyes widen in surprise as she turns back around to face him. "You quit your job?" She thought he was happy with his position; he never mentioned being dissatisfied or considering leaving. "I didn't want to worry about hiding anything anymore," he explains, moving toward her. "And now I have time to focus on us." His expression softens and he reaches out to touch her face gently. "So, what do you say? Will you reconsider?"

She listens intently to his words, taking in the sincerity behind them. Quitting his job was a big step for him, showing her just how serious he is about their relationship and making things work between them. A small part of her wants nothing more than to be with him without any outside distractions or commitments.

"I don't know...," she says slowly, biting her lower lip as she tries to sort through her feelings. "It's a lot to think about. I care about you so much, Mathonwy, but being an onlyfans model is such a huge part of who I am. It's how I make my own money and have control over my life." She pauses, searching for the right words. "Can we take some time to figure this out together? Maybe try things your way for a while and see if it feels right?"

She smiles at him softly, feeling a sense of comfort in his understanding and support. It gives her hope that they can make this work, somehow finding a way to balance their individual needs with their desire for togetherness. "Alright," she says finally. "Let's take things one step at a time. I promise I'll think about everything you've said and consider our options."

She steps closer to him, wrapping her arms around his waist and pressing herself against his chest. "No matter what happens, know that you have me," she whispers, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath her fingertips. "I want this as much as you do."

Her heart skips a beat at the thought of having a family with him someday; it had never really occurred to her before but now it seems like the most natural progression of their relationship. She nestles closer into his embrace, savoring the feel of his skin against hers and the comfort he offers her in this moment of uncertainty.

"I trust you," she whispers softly, squeezing him gently before pulling away and taking a step back. "We'll figure it out together, whatever 'it' ends up being." She takes a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves as she prepares for their next conversation.

"So, what should we do now?"

Her cheeks flush bright pink at his words and the implication behind them. She had forgotten, momentarily, how aroused she still felt from their earlier encounter. "Then show me those ideas," she says softly, reaching out to touch him through his trousers once more.

With a mischievous grin, she steps closer to him, her body brushing against his as they begin to move together in a familiar dance of seduction. Her hands slide up under his shirt, fingertips teasing over the muscles of his abdomen before skimming higher to find purchase on his chest. She presses herself closer still, feeling the heat radiating off of him and knowing that he desires her just as much as she does.

"We have plenty of time to figure things out," Claire murmurs against his neck, her lips brushing against his skin. "Right now, we should focus on enjoying each other."

Her eyes flutter closed as she meets his kiss with equal passion, feeling the force of his movements against her. Her body responds instinctively, arching into him as he takes what they both need. Her hands rake through his hair, fisting it tightly as she holds him closer still, wanting to feel every inch of him against her.

The tension in her abdomen builds steadily, each thrust bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She whimpers into his mouth, needing release but not quite ready to let go just yet. Her hips move in time with his, their bodies aligning perfectly as they race toward completion together.

With a cry of surrender, Claire's orgasm crashes over her, leaving her shaking and spent in his arms. She clings to him, drawing strength from the feel of his skin against hers as their breath slowly returns to normal. As the haze begins to lift, she realizes they haven't talked about anything important since before their lovemaking began; it hadn't seemed necessary with how incredible they felt together.

But there are still things to discuss, decisions to make. As their passion fades, reality creeps back in once more. Claire looks up at Mathonwy, wondering how much longer they can continue down this path without addressing the elephant in the room.

The thought actually isn't as far-fetched as it sounds at first; after all, many couples have shared intimate moments of their lives online before. But the idea makes her pause, hesitating for a moment before responding. "It... it could be interesting," she says slowly, considering the implications. "But I don't know if it's something I'd want to do without talking to my agent first."

She looks up at Mathonwy, feeling a mixture of hope and trepidation as she contemplates their future together. Despite all they've shared so far tonight, there are still many questions yet to be answered and decisions that need to be made. For now, though, she enjoys the warmth of his body against hers and the feeling of being close enough to touch the man who holds her heart in his hands.

"We could always discuss it more later," she says with a small smile, nuzzling closer to him. "Right now... I think we have other things we should be focusing on."

She lies contentedly in his embrace, feeling the comfort of his arms wrapped around her and the steady beat of his heart against her cheek. The scent of his skin fills her nose, and she can feel every muscle defined beneath her fingertips as they slide lazily up and down his chest.

As much as she wants to dwell on their future together, there's something strangely comforting about just being in this moment with him. Claire decides that for now, she can put off making any major decisions; instead, she'll enjoy the feel of his skin against hers and the closeness they share. It's enough to make her realize how much she truly cares for Mathonwy, and how much she wants this newfound connection with him to succeed.

"I don't know if it will work out," she whispers softly, not sure if she's referring to their relationship or the idea of doing an OnlyFans documentary. "But I do know that I want us to try." She turns her head, seeking his gaze and finding it without difficulty. "And I want you to know that no matter what happens, you will always be special to me."