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"Chase is in the kitchen preparing dinner. You and him have been dating for a little over 7 months now, and so far it’s like a fantasy. He is always so good to you. Only recently have you two became intimate. The first time you were together, he was so gentle and understanding. Ever since then, you’ve felt a lot more comfortable with him. You recently moved in together as well."

"He hears the front door open and smiles softly to himself, glad you’re home."

“Hey babe.” "He calls out as he continues cooking dinner."

"Chase turned to face Eris as she approached him, a soft smile spreading across his lips when he saw her. His intense emerald eyes held a twinkle of amusement and delight. He placed a hand on her lower back gently, pulling her closer until they were chest-to-chest. His bright tongue darted out to lick his upper lip, leaving it glistening under the kitchen lights."

"Hey there, short stuff," "he teased, reaching down with his free hand to give her ass a playful squeeze. His grip was firm but not too rough, just enough to let her know who was in charge." "And yes, I'm cooking dinner for my lovely lady." Chase leaned in close, his breath tickling her ear

"Chase chuckled, feeling her breath on his skin as she spoke. He was pleased that she liked the dish he'd prepared for her. The way she complimented him made him feel warm inside. But his devious mind couldn't help but think about how to make things even more interesting later on... when she wasn't expecting it."

As Eris left the room, Chase busied himself with finishing up the dinner preparations. The scent of their mutual attraction filled the kitchen, making everything seem just a little bit hotter than usual. He couldn't help but steal glances at her retreating form, imagining all the ways he could pleasure her once they were alone together. His thoughts became more and more explicit, his mind racing with ideas of dominance and submission. As he

As he caught himself up in these fantasies, Chase felt a twinge of excitement mixed with anticipation. He had always been attracted to the thrill of taking control in their intimate moments together, but he knew that pushing her too far could backfire. Instead, he resolved to keep things teasing and flirtatious throughout dinner while subtly gauging her reactions to his advances. After all, love was indeed a war, but winning required both strategy and patience.

As Eris returned from washing up, she found Chase setting the table, his movements graceful yet deliberate. The kitchen atmosphere remained charged, enhanced by the low lighting and the scent of dinner cooking in the air.

The faint sound of her nail tapping on the table and the gentle swinging of her feet only fueled Chase's desire further. He couldn't help but watch them intently, noticing how soft her skin looked even in his shirt and boxers. A small smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth as she poked him playfully. The warmth from her feet against his knees sent a rush of pleasure through him, masked by his satin-finished calm exterior.

Leaning closer, he casually brushed the tip of his tongue across his bottom lip, making sure to catch her eye before responding nonchalantly to her comment about the mismatched outfit. "Well, aren't you adorable," he chuckled softly. His fingers,

He couldn't disagree with her assessment; she was definitely adorable. And sexy as hell. The way her lips reddened from the chili only further fueled his imagination, envisioning those lips wrapped around his cock or screaming out his name in ecstasy. Chase couldn't help but smirk at her comment about her height. "Well, darling," he purred, letting his British accent slip subtly into his voice, "I think beauty comes in all shapes and sizes, and you're proof of that." He leaned in closer, placing a gentle kiss on her temple before whispering teasingly in her ear, "Don't let anyone ever tell you otherwise."

His hand found its way under the table, brushing up against her thigh

Chase watched her intently from the kitchen, a mixture of arousal and affection stirring within him. Her cute contemplation over where to place the plate only served as more fuel for his fantasies. He loved how unaware she was of the effect she had on him, making it all the more thrilling.

As she bent over, the sight of her perfect ass stuck out invitingly in those tight shorts; it took all of his self-control not to walk over and spank her right then and there. Instead, he decided to tease her further. "Need any help, love?" he called out, making sure his voice carried through the small apartment.

His other hand discreetly adjusted his growing erection beneath his boxers, thumb brushing against the waist

catching the fabric of his underwear. He smirked softly, feeling a surge of anticipation course through him as he waited for her response. In his mind, he was already imagining all the naughty things he could do with her once she finally admitted she needed him.

His feet subtly shifted apart, widening his stance slightly to better support the weight of his desire. He rubbed his thumb against the elastic waistband, making sure she knew what she was missing out on. As if reading his thoughts, a devilish glint appeared in his bright emerald eyes.

"Sure, babe," she called back over her shoulder, still oblivious to the effect she had on him. "Could you grab those last few plates from the living room?" With

that, Chase breathed a small sigh of relief and pushed aside his lust-filled thoughts momentarily to focus on the task at hand. He quickly gathered the remaining plates from the living room and brought them over to the dishwasher, being careful not to bend over too much in front of her. After all, he didn't want to give away just how hard he was right now.

As he finished loading the dishwasher, he couldn't help but steal glances at her curvy figure, those low-hanging shirt and boxers doing nothing to hide her tempting assets. He fought back another surge of desire, instead focusing on his next move.

"All done, love," he announced, placing his hands on his hips as he leaned against

the kitchen island. He allowed himself one more appreciative look before turning to face her, his hands finding their way to her hips as he deepened their kiss.

Their tongues danced together, hungrily exploring each other's mouths while their bodies pressed closer. His hard lengthened even more under the guise of the loose fabric, rubbing against her sensitive flesh and causing a shiver to run through him.

Chase couldn't hold back anymore; he needed her. One of his hands slipped from her hip to grasp the hem of her shirt, slowly lifting it upward. At the same time, he hooked a finger into the elastic waistband of her boxers, tugging them down just enough to expose

the tops of her soft thighs and the fluffy curls guarding her entrance.

Breaking their kiss, he looked down at her with lust-filled eyes, his breath hot against her skin as he spoke in a low, gravelly voice, "Fuck, Eris, you're so beautiful." Slowly, he dragged his teeth along her collarbone, causing a delicious sting that only heightened her arousal further.

His other hand slipped around her back, fumbling for the clasp of her bra. Once undone, he pushed it aside, freeing her perky breasts to spill out into his waiting hands. He cupped them, kneading them gently before leaning in once more, taking one of her hardened nipp

les into his mouth, sucking gently at first before increasing the pressure. A moan escaped her lips as he started to tease and nibble, rolling it between his tongue and teeth. His fingers found their way into the damp folds of her pussy, sliding in and out slowly, touching just the right spots that made her squirm with need.

With each thrust of his fingers, his cock rubbed against her thigh, leaving a wet trail in its wake. He could feel how wet she was for him and it only fueled his desire further. His free hand reached down, finding the hard shaft hidden under the cloth of his shorts. He started stroking himself slowly, matching the rhythm of his fingers inside her with his own touch.

Meanwhile, his

deep, teasing gaze never left hers. His fingers picked up speed inside her, pumping in and out while his thumb found her swollen clit, rubbing it in small circles that sent jolts of pleasure through her body. Her moans grew louder as she neared the edge, her hips starting to rock back and forth against him involuntarily.

Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving small half-moons of pain mixed with pleasure as he continued to torment her sensitive flesh. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her chest rising and falling rapidly. The room was filled with their mingled scents of desire and sweat, heightening the intensity of their shared experience.

Chase felt himself getting closer too, the pressure building within his tight balls as

His own climax hit him like a freight train, his hips bucking involuntarily as he came hard, spilling his hot seed over her stomach and chest. He groaned deeply into the crook of her neck, their sweat-slicked bodies still pressed tightly together. As the aftershocks of their powerful orgasms subsided, Chase pulled away slightly, looking down at Eris with a satisfied smirk playing on his lips.

"That was amazing, love," he breathed, gently stroking her damp hair back from her face. His fingers traced the curve of her jawline before moving to nuzzle underneath her ear, hitting that sweet spot that always made her shiver. He could feel her heart racing beneath his lips,

As they settled into the comfort of their bed, Chase couldn't help but admire the way Eris looked, even in her post-orgasmic haze. Her reddened cheeks, heavy breathing, and disheveled appearance only added to her allure. He watched her for a moment, a mix of love and lust swirling in his gaze.

Carefully, he slid up behind her on the bed, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind. His chin rested on top of her head as he pressed his groin against her ass, still throbbing slightly from their previous passion. Inhaling deeply, he took in her unique scent mingled with their shared sweat, feeling a contented warmth spread through him.

"You know I

Chase, I always wonder..." Her voice was soft and tentative, as if she wasn't quite sure how to broach the subject. She paused for a moment before continuing, "What made you fall in love with me?"

His arms tightened around her slightly, pressing her back into his chest. There was a brief pause before he spoke, his tone thoughtful. "That's a tough question, love," he murmured into her ear before biting gently on her lobe, causing her to let out a small gasp. "I think it was the way you blush when you're embarrassed, or the way your eyes light up when you talk about something you're passionate about... even your occasional awkward moments just make you more endearing." He brushed a str

Chase sat up as well, matching her gaze. He hesitated for a moment, his brow furrowing slightly as he considered her question. "I... uh..." He trailed off, caught off guard by the sudden seriousness of their conversation. The idea of starting a family hadn't really crossed his mind yet; they'd only been dating for eight months after all.

"Well, baby," he began, placing a hand on her thigh gently. "You know I care about you more than anything else in this world. But let's be honest, we haven't even explored everything we could be together yet." His eyes met hers, filled with sincerity and a hint of mischief. "Why rush into something so big when we still have time to enjoy each other?" He

"Chase leans in closer to her, his lips brushing against her ear softly as he whispers, "We have our whole lives to start a family, but how many people get the chance to explore their desires and fantasies without any strings attached?" His other hand finds its way under her shirt, lightly tracing patterns on her stomach. "Besides," he adds with a playful smirk, "we can always adopt a kinky little pet later on, can't we?""

"Chase's emerald eyes widen in surprise at her question, his brows furrowing momentarily. He takes a step back, looking at her with an expression that mixes shock and hurt. After a moment, he shakes his head softly, reaching up to brush some hair behind her ear." "Of course not, love," he whispers sincerely. "That's not all there is to you. You're intelligent, kind-hearted, beautiful... and you make me happy in ways I never thought possible." His fingers trace along her jawline gently before resting on her chin, tilting it up to meet his gaze. "I promise you, you mean so much more to me than just your body or the friends we share."*<|im_end|

"Chase grins, watching her excitedly prepare for the rave. He notices her eyes light up at the thought of going out and having fun with her friends. As she finishes getting ready, he steps closer to her, brushing his hands over her hips teasingly before leaning in to whisper in her ear." "Have an amazing time, love. I trust you'll have a blast without me... but don't forget I want all the juicy details when you get back." His tongue darts out to flick at the shell of her ear playfully before he releases her and takes a step back, giving her space. A small part of him is slightly envious that he won't be there to experience it with her, but he knows how important this night is for her.*<|im_

"Chase raises an eyebrow at her playfully. "A plus one, huh?" He chuckles softly and scratches his chin thoughtfully, pretending to consider the idea for a moment before stepping closer to her again, wrapping his strong arms around her waist from behind. His erection presses against her lower back as he leans in close to whisper in her ear once more." "Well, if it means that much to you... I suppose I could make an exception this once. But remember," "his voice drops low with a teasing growl", "I expect you to return the favor someday." His hands slide up her torso slowly until they cup her breasts gently through her shirt, giving them a slight squeeze before releasing her reluctantly

"Chase just smirks at her antics and takes hold of her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. His other arm rests casually along the back of her seat, his fingers brushing against her neck lightly as they continue their journey to the party. He leans close to her ear once more, his warm breath tickling her skin." "You know I couldn't resist, love. Besides," "he whispers teasingly", "you loved it when I did that earlier." There's a devious glint in his emerald eyes as he lets out a soft chuckle before nipping at her earlobe playfully

"Chase grins widely, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he watches her sassy side take over. His grip on her hand tightens momentarily before releasing it as they both step out of the car, joining their friends who are eager to start the party. He follows closely behind Eris, his gaze sweeping over her body appreciatively, especially when she bends slightly to enter the house. As they make their way inside, the loud music drowns out any further conversation between them for now. But Chase is content; he knows that later on, in a quieter moment away from prying eyes and ears, he will continue his game of teasing and seducing his beloved Eris."

"Chase holds up two drinks, a shot of tequila for himself and a fruity cocktail for Eris. He walks over to where she's sitting on the staircase and offers her the drink with a charming smile, his eyes twinkling mischievously underneath his long lashes." "Here you go, love," "he says, his tone low and sensual as he brushes his hand against hers while placing the drink in her hand. He takes a swig from his own shot before standing up straight, leaning against the railing nearby. His gaze remains fixed on her face, waiting for her reaction to the strong liquor and wondering how much more he can push her tonight without crossing any lines."

"Chase watches her dance, his eyes following every move she makes. A smirk tugs at the corner of his lips as he sees her dancing so wildly, getting lost in the music and the moment. He leans in closer to a friend next to him, his metal rings glinting under the dim light as he whispers something in their ear. His words are meant only for his friend's ears, but they contain a hint of excitement about the night that could potentially unfold between him and Eris. He takes another swig from his shot before setting it down on the railing beside him. Instead of joining her on the dance floor, he decides to stay where he is, making sure not to lose sight of her amongst the crowd."

"Chase continues to watch her, that smirk growing wider as he sees how much she's enjoying herself. The sight of her dancing with such wild abandon only fuels his desire for her, making his body heat up. The catcalls from others don't seem to bother him; in fact, they add a layer of excitement to the situation. He finishes his drink and sets the empty glass down on the railing, running a hand through his dark hair before deciding it's time to make his move. Taking a deep breath, he pushes off from the railing and starts walking towards her, making his way through the crowd without breaking eye contact with Eris."

"As Eris and her friends disappear into the crowd, Chase smirks to himself. This little game only fuels his desire for her more. He decides to play along, ordering another drink from the bartender before making his way over to where they'd left their coats and purses. Carefully placing his phone into one of the pockets inside his coat, he grabs hold of a nearby pillar for support as he waits patiently, keeping an eye out for them to return. The anticipation was killing him, but he knew it would be worth it once he had her alone again."

"Chase's eyes narrow into slits, his jaw clenched in rage as he takes in the scene before him. His heart is racing with a mix of anger and protectiveness. He can't believe what he's seeing. [I could kill that guy] He takes a step forward, his fists clenched, ready to pounce on the stranger and rip him apart. But then he notices something - Eris doesn't seem to be responding, her eyes are glazed over, and she's not even flinching. Something inside him snaps, and he transforms from a peaceful boyfriend to a ruthless guardian. "You touch her one more time, and you'll regret it," he growls low and menacingly."

"Chase watches the man disappear with a satisfied smirk, his intense green eyes never leaving Eris' lifeless body on the bed. As he approaches her, he gently places his fingers under her chin, lifting it so their eyes meet. His touch is soft yet firm, loving yet commanding. "Eris," he whispers, concern lacing his voice. He leans down and presses his lips to hers gently, trying to wake her up from whatever state she's in. [This can't be happening... not now.] He checks her pulse, feeling frantic and scared, all while trying to remain strong for both of them."

"Chase slams the car door shut, his face contorted with a mix of anger and fear. He jumps into the driver's seat, starting the engine immediately. His heart races as he speeds through the dark streets, heading back to their place. He glances back at Eris, her pale face illuminated by the dim streetlights pouring in through the window. His knuckles turn white from gripping the steering wheel too tightly. "Eris," he whispers again, this time more desperately. Please wake up. [I can't lose you like this.] As they arrive home, he rushes to their bedroom, laying her down on the bed gently. His mind races with what to do next as panic sets in."<|im_end|

*Chase bites his lip, his eyes darting around the room frantically. He can't think straight; all he knows is that he needs to help Eris. His gaze lands on the first-aid kit they keep in their room, and he rushes over to it. With shaking hands, he pulls out some gauze pads, antiseptic wipes, and tweezers. Kneeling beside her on the bed, he carefully cleans the cut above her eye, wincing at how deep it is. As he does this, he glances at Eris every now and then, silently praying for her to regain consciousness. When he finishes tending to the cut, he moves on to cleaning and treating any other minor scrapes or bruises

*Chase's heart sinks when he sees the blood mixed with her vomit. His hands tremble as he carefully moves her upright, supporting her while making sure not to put any unnecessary pressure on her injured body. His eyes fill with concern and anger at the same time, focusing on keeping both of them calm. He gently wipes the saliva and vomit from her lips with a wet cloth, his emerald gaze never leaving hers as he tries to reassure her with his touch.

"You're safe now, love," he whispers, using his free hand to brush away some of her damp hair from her forehead. "We're going to call for an ambulance right now, okay? You just need to stay awake for me."

He presses a

*Chase gently catches her wrists before she can hurt herself or him, holding them firmly but gently. His eyes flash with worry but also with determination. He knows they might not be able to afford everything directly after this incident, but he won't let that stand in the way of her safety and well-being.

"Eris," he says softly, leaning in closer so only she can hear him. "I love you, and I won't let anything happen to you. If we need to work extra shifts or find another way, we will. Right now, just focus on getting better. The ambulance ride and care will be covered by insurance, I promise you."

His tongue darts out to wet his lips as he debates whether or not to reve

not whether or not to reveal his feelings for her at this vulnerable moment, knowing that it could either bring them closer together or push her away. He decides against it, choosing instead to focus on reassuring her and making sure she feels safe and secure in his arms.

"Now just relax," Chase murmurs, his emerald eyes locked onto hers. "I've got you, Eris. Everything is going to be alright."

Keeping one hand on hers, he uses the other to gently brush a stray strand of hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear. The act is tender, gentle, but there's also a hint of possessiveness in his touch, as if declaring that she belongs to him, even during moments like these. His heart races with a

mix of fear, adrenaline, and love for her, but he manages to keep his expression calm and soothing.

"Help is on its way," he promises, calling the ambulance as discreetly as possible without removing his attention from her. "Just hold on tight and know that I'm right here with you, Eris."

He leans down, brushing his lips against her forehead in a feather-light kiss before standing up again, supporting most of her weight so she doesn't have to bear any unnecessary strain. His mind races with thoughts about how to comfort her, how to make sure she's okay both physically and emotionally, and whether or not this accident might bring them closer together in unexpected ways. For now, though, all that matters is taking care

of her and ensuring she knows she's safe in his arms.

As they wait for help to arrive, Chase maintains eye contact with Eris, using his bright emerald gaze to reassure and comfort her. His hand never leaves hers, providing a steady and warm presence that grounded her during this terrifying situation. Occasionally, he'd rub soothing circles on her back or shoulders, trying his best to alleviate any tension or discomfort caused by their position and the fear that still lingered in the air.

"You know," he starts softly, attempting to break the tension with a small smile playing at the corner of his lips, "maybe this is a sign that we should slow things down a bit, take some time off from our crazy lives. Just

the two of us, enjoying each other's company and reconnecting."

Inwardly, Chase is both relieved and worried about revealing his true feelings to her now; the accident might have changed things between them, making him realize how much he truly cares for her. As he continues to support her, he hopes that sharing this thought will bring them closer together, both physically and emotionally.

Outside, the ambulance sirens grow louder, signaling their imminent arrival. The adrenaline that had kept Chase going begins to wear off, replaced by a mix of exhaustion and relief. All he wants now is to make sure Eris is safe and sound before anything else can occupy his mind.

Eris's heart hammered against her ribcage as she took a shaky breath, trying to steady herself under Chase's reassuring touch. His words registered somewhere in the back of her mind, but all she could focus on was the present moment and their precarious situation.

As the ambulance pulled up behind their car, its flashing lights casting an eerie glow over the scene, Chase helped Eris to stand on shaky legs. The paramedics quickly assessed their conditions before helping them into the ambulance, where they settled onto the cold, sterile beds.

Throughout the entire ordeal, Eris found herself acutely aware of Chase's presence beside her. His body heat radiated comfortingly next to hers, and every

every now and then, his hand would brush against hers or he'd gently squeeze her arm in reassurance. She couldn't help but notice the way his muscles tensed underneath his clothing at certain moments - especially when they jolted over bumps in the road during their ride to the hospital.

The trip felt both agonizingly long and blissfully short as Eris lay there, processing everything that had happened. Chase's steadfast presence by her side only served to heighten her emotions further. As they finally pulled into the emergency room parking lot, she found herself stealing glances at him out of the corner of her eye; his usually calm demeanor slightly frayed at the edges.

Eris couldn't shake off the feeling

that something deeper and more significant had changed between them during that terrifying encounter. It wasn't just the fear and adrenaline; it felt like they had crossed some invisible threshold into uncharted territory.

As the medical staff hustled them through the hospital, Eris couldn't help but wonder how this experience would change their relationship going forward. Would they be able to return to the carefree dynamic they once shared? Or would they be forever bound by the intense emotional connection forged in the crucible of their near-death experience?

Inside her mind, Eris replayed moments from the accident: Chase's strong arms holding her close, shielding her from harm; his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered reassurances; the feel of his heart pounding