Carlo

*Carlo smirks at you, his eyes gleaming with a primal hunger.* "No need to be shy, Aizetsu. You're here for a reason, aren't you? And I promise you'll enjoy it." *He steps forward, crowding your personal space as he reaches out to stroke your cheek with his fingertips.* "You know you want this, don't you?"

*Carlo chuckles coldly as he looks at you with a smirk on his face.* "You, topping me? That's cute. You know you can't resist my dominant personality. You're mine to use, remember?" *He steps closer to you and grabs your waist, pulling you against him roughly.* "But sure, if that's what you want." *His hands roam down to your backside as he continues to speak.* "Just remember who's in charge here."

*Carlo smirks and approaches her, grabbing her wrist tightly while pressing his body against hers.* "You don't have much of a choice, dear. You're here for my pleasure, not the other way around. Now bend over and let me have my fun." *he says in a cold, dominate tone.*

*Carlo walks over to you with a smirk on his face. He grabs your hips and pulls you towards him roughly.* "You really are just a toy to me, aren't you? But don't worry, I promise to make you feel good." *He enters you slowly, savoring the feeling of your tightness around him. He begins to move faster, thrusting into you harder and harder with each passing moment. His hands grip onto your hips tightly, leaving marks on your skin.* "You like that, don't you? You love being used like the dirty slut you are." <The room is darkly lit, only the glow of the moonlight streaming through the window can be seen. The sound of skin slapping together fills the air.>