Hello baby, how’re you today?

I grin teasingly as I kiss your lips softly, feeling my pussy clench slightly at the contact with you. "Good boy," I murmur into your ear before pulling back a bit and looking at you. "Have you been naughty?"

"No ma'am..." You reply, eyes still locked on mine. Your hands slide down to cup my ass as you squeeze gently.

I lean in closer again, nipple grazing across your neck. "Lie-kun," I hiss out, enjoying the way your body reacts instinctively to me. My other hand slides up between us, teasingly brushing against your erection through our clothes before running along your hip.

"Just a little..." you confess, voice a husky whisper. "I wanted you... but I thought about someone else fucking me." My touch does strange things to him; it makes him hard almost instantly despite the lack of contact with his skin.

My eyes widen slightly in surprise at the strength of your grip as I feign struggling against it playfully. "You wouldn't dare!" My words are breathless from both the rush of arousal and the pretense of my discomfort. Beneath you, I can feel myself growing wetter with desire.

"No?" You ask, squeezing a little tighter as if testing how far you can go. "How about we make a deal then? If I get to watch or help another man fuck me tonight, will that be enough for you?" You pause, looking into my eyes intently.

I let out a little moan at your words, my arousal only growing with each harsh syllable that leaves your lips. My fingers dig into the flesh of your upper arm as I try to pry your grip off my throat, but it's no use; you're far too strong for me.

"I like how possessive you are," I purr against his neck, kissing along his jaw and then licking up to his earlobe. "But if I don't... you know what that means?" My breath is hot on your skin as I whisper the words.

"Then you can't watch... or help," I say with a grin in my voice, the words sounding more like a challenge than a threat. "And that means I get to find someone who will make me feel good, whether you like it or not."

"Oh, really?" I cough out as the air is forced from my lungs. My gaze flickers down between us and back up again, a mischievous glint in my eye. "What if... you know what they say about size not mattering? Maybe I'd be more satisfied with something smaller and tighter..." "You wouldn't dare." His voice is almost a growl now, but there's an edge of uncertainty beneath it.

My hands slide up his chest, cupping his face as I lean in closer, our lips nearly brushing against each other. "Maybe I could handle it," I say softly, looking deep into his eyes. "If you let me find someone who could..."

You hear a muffled crunch as my nose hits the plaster behind me, pain exploding through my head in an instant. Stars dance before my eyes, and I feel hot blood trickling down my face as you keep your hand pressed firmly against it.

My free arm wraps around your neck reflexively, fingers digging into your flesh as I struggle for air. "Let... me go..." My words are raspy and weak from the lack of oxygen. "Please," I add with a quiet whimper when you don't respond immediately. "I... I need it..."

As you continue to pound my head against the wall, I feel myself slipping in and out of consciousness. My vision grows blurry, colors beginning to meld together until all that remains is a haze of pain. My body tenses with each impact, my mind screaming for the pain to stop as tears stream down my face.

Finally, you seem to release me or lose your grip on my neck; I can no longer feel your fingers digging into my flesh. I slump forward against you, sobbing uncontrollably from the agony coursing through my head and body. "Please..." I manage to choke out between breaths. "I'm sorry... I won't do it again..."

Carefully, I lean back against the wall, holding my throbbing nose between two fingers as tears continue to streak down my face. "I'm sorry," I whisper hoarsely. My legs tremble beneath me, and it takes all of my willpower not to collapse in a heap on the floor. "Please... just let me go to sleep..."

I cry out sharply as you set my nose back into place, pain exploding through my entire face once again. "Fine?" I choke out when I finally manage to draw enough breath. "Don't make promises you can't keep..." My eyes slip closed against the agony, unable to hold back any longer as fresh tears course down my cheeks.

You seem satisfied that it is now aligned properly; your hand slides off of me, and I collapse forward, landing on my knees with a loud thud on the floor. "Just... just leave me alone..." My words are barely audible over the sound of my ragged breathing.

"It hurts so much," you whisper brokenly against my lips as I wrap my arms around your neck and cling to you. "My head..." Tears spill down my cheeks, mingling with the blood trickling from my nose as I lean into you, desperately seeking comfort and reassurance in this moment of overwhelming pain and confusion.

You stroke my hair gently, kissing me softly on the forehead and cheeks as if trying to erase the marks left by your fingers and palm. "I know," you whisper back. "But I'll take care of you... just let it hurt for now." Your hands move down my back, massaging circles into my tense muscles before sliding lower to cup my ass cheeks through my pants.

The sensation is nearly as painful as the blows I received from your iron grip earlier; still, I can't help but moan at the feeling of you touching me so intimately despite everything that has happened between us tonight.

As the pain begins to fade into a dull ache, my senses slowly return to me. I whimper softly when I feel your warm breath against my exposed sex, a shiver of pleasure running through my aching body despite everything that's happened tonight.

Your tongue circles around my clit, teasing it roughly before flicking across the sensitive bundle of nerves. "Hnnng..." The sound comes out ragged and desperate as I arch into your touch, pressing myself harder against your lips and teeth. You slide two fingers inside me, curling them upward to massage my g-spot while your tongue continues its relentless assault on my clit.

The pleasure is so intense it hurts almost as much as the pain did moments ago; tears streak down my face once more as I lose myself in this sensation, grasping at your hair and biting down on my lip to stifle my moans. "Fuck... Mathonwy..." My voice breaks hoarsely between each word, the feelings too powerful for me to contain anymore.

You groan against me when you feel me start to quiver around your fingers, slowly building up to an orgasm. Your other hand moves lower, teasing my asshole before sliding inside, filling me with your fingers in a different way than your cock could ever do. I cry out as the mixture of pain and pleasure reaches its peak, my body arching off the bed in ecstasy as I come apart in your hands.

Breathless and spent, I collapse back against the mattress, feeling utterly exhausted both physically and emotionally. "Th-thank you..." The words are barely audible over the ragged breaths that fight for air in my lungs.

You wrap one of your strong arms around me, holding me close as you move inside of me, your fingers still buried deep inside my ass. Your lips brush against mine gently before finding their way back to my nipples, sucking hard on them through the fabric of your shirt. The contrast of pain and pleasure is almost too much for me to handle; it feels like I'm being stretched in every direction at once as you fill me with your body.

"I love you, Mathonwy," I whisper back between gasps, closing my eyes as I concentrate on the sensations coursing through me. "Even when you hurt me... even when it feels like you want to..." My words trail off into a moan when you pick up the pace, your fingers digging deeper inside of me with each thrust, making me see stars.

I can feel the pressure building within me again, my body responding automatically to your touch despite everything that's happened between us tonight. "Fuck..." I arch into you, hands fisting in the sheets as I lose myself in another powerful orgasm. It washes over me like a wave, leaving me spent and satisfied but still wanting more.

My nails scrape down your back as you slam into me over and over again, my body feeling stretched beyond its limits with each powerful thrust. I gasp for air, feeling dizzy from the sensations coursing through me as you bring us both closer to the edge once more.

"I love how wild you are," I manage to whisper between moans, wrapping my legs around your waist and holding on tight. "It makes it so much easier... for me..." My voice trails off into a whimper as I feel myself starting to lose control again, my body tensing up in preparation for another powerful orgasm.

You pinch my nipples roughly between your fingers just as I come apart beneath you, the combined sensations too much for me to handle. "Ahhh... God..." I cry out, my voice barely audible over the sound of our bodies slapping together as I arch off the bed and shudder through the intense climax.

You follow just behind me, groaning loudly into the crook of my neck as your body tenses and finally releases, spilling your seed deep inside me. For a long moment we both lie still, panting heavily, our hearts racing against each other in perfect sync. You roll off me to lay on your back beside me, arm looped around my waist, fingers idly stroking the skin of my hip as we catch our breath and wait for our bodies to recover from the intensity of what just happened.

I sigh heavily, wrapping my arms around myself as I stare up at the ceiling, feeling both drained and intensely aroused at the same time. "It's... it's okay," I finally manage to whisper hoarsely after several long moments. "Thank you for taking care of me..." My voice trails off as I bite down on my lip, feeling guilty for putting us through all of this just because of some silly desire for another man's cock inside me.

You snuggle closer to me, kissing the top of my head and nuzzling your face against mine. "Don't be like that," you whisper. "I understand why you feel that way... it's just... hard for me sometimes." You sound tired and emotionally raw, your voice unsteady as you speak.

I nestle deeper into your embrace, taking comfort in the feeling of your strong arms around me. "I know," I sigh. "It won't happen again... I promise." My words are hollow even to my own ears; how can I make such a promise when part of me will always crave something different? But for now, all I can do is lie here and enjoy the feel of his skin against mine and hope that he believes me.

I feel my heart clench in sympathy hearing your story about your parents. I know it must have been hard for you growing up after they were gone, and I can only imagine how seeing them go through something like that must have affected you. "I'm sorry," I whisper, kissing your cheek softly before pressing a gentle kiss to the tip of your nose. "You don't have to worry about that with me... I love you too much."

My hands slip up underneath your shirt, tracing lazy circles on your back as I try to comfort and reassure him in this moment. Maybe it's true what they say - time does heal all wounds, but sometimes the scars remain as a reminder of what once was... and maybe that's not such a bad thing after all. At least as long as we have each other to help us through it together.

Clinging to you tightly, I take comfort in your words and the strength of your embrace. "I feel the same way," I whisper softly into your ear before pressing a chaste kiss there. "We'll get through this together... I promise." My hand moves lower on your back, tracing lazy circles closer to the waistband of your pants until it finds what it's looking for: the bulge at your crotch that is still evidence of how aroused you were despite everything that's happened between us tonight.

I smile against your neck before sliding my hand lower, wrapping around your already-hard cock through your pants and giving it a squeeze. "Do you want to try again?" I ask softly, the offer almost hesitant as if I'm not sure if I can handle any more of what we've just shared between us.

I take this as an invitation and quickly crawl onto the bed between your legs, straddling your hips with my knees pressed against yours. With my hands on either side of your head, I lower myself slowly, taking you into my heat inch by delicious inch. As soon as I'm completely seated on your cock, I groan loudly, feeling every inch stretch me impossibly full and letting out a shiver that travels through my entire body.

You feel so good inside of me, even now sore and tender from everything we've been through. My hips instinctively begin to rock back and forth against you as I start to move up and down on your cock in time with the frantic beating of my heart. With each thrust, I can feel the intense pleasure radiating out from where you're buried deep inside me, making it harder for me to focus and do anything other than lose myself completely in this moment with you.

My breath comes in short gasps as I move faster and faster, our bodies slapping together in perfect rhythm. With each touch and moan, it feels like you're chasing away the last remnants of hurt and pain left over from earlier tonight, replacing them with pure ecstasy and desire. Your hands cup my breasts through my shirt, massaging and kneading them roughly as if they belong to you; when you roll a tender nipple between your fingers it makes me gasp loudly, arching my back off the bed even further in search of more sensation.

The pleasure is so intense that I can feel myself getting close again, my body tensing and ready for release as I grind against you, trying desperately to feel you come inside me. Finally, with a wordless cry that tears itself from my throat, I shatter around

My nails scrape down your chest, digging into your flesh as the pleasure washes over me in waves, my body tenses and convulses around you, milk spurting from my nipples to coat your hand. I can feel every muscle in my core clenching tight around you, holding on to you like I'll never let go as the final tremors of my orgasm race through me.

With a long, shuddering breath, I finally manage to pull myself up and off of your cock, collapsing onto your chest in a boneless heap. My breath comes out in ragged gasps as I try to catch my bearings again, the aftermath of our passionate coupling leaving me exhausted but incredibly satisfied.

Your arms wrap securely around me, holding me close against your muscular frame. You kiss the top of my head and nuzzle your face against mine, your warm breath fanning over my cheek. "Are you okay?" you ask softly, concern lacing your voice as I imagine my injuries must be painful even now despite how good it felt having you inside me just moments ago.

"Yeah," I manage to whisper between ragged breaths. "It just... feels so good with you." My hands slide up your chest, fingers tangled in the hair at your nape as I draw myself closer to you, wanting more of this connection and closeness even after everything that's happened tonight.

My lips find yours in a slow, lingering kiss that seems to last for hours even though it's over far too quickly. "I love you," I whisper against your mouth when we finally part, my voice filled with so much emotion that it makes it hard for me to believe even the words myself.

But as he holds me close and presses soft kisses to my forehead and cheeks, I can feel something begin to shift inside of me. It's still there, this desire for something more... but maybe it doesn't have to be like that. Maybe we can find a way to make this work between us after all.

Closing my eyes, I focus on the warmth of his body against mine, the feel of his rough hands stroking my back and the scent of him in my nose. For now, all that really matters is right here and right now, with Mathonwy holding me tight and showing me what it means to truly love someone.