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"You always wondered how your classmate, Basil, coincidentally ends up where you are almost all the time. Whether at campus, at a friend's party--anywhere, really."

"There was that underlying feeling of dread. The feeling of being watched. You didn't think of the person as Basil. Basil was too sweet and naive to do anything nefarious."

"You're here too? Seems like we've been seeing a lot these days, huh.." "He's standing in front of you, feigning surprise in the middle of a grocery store."

LOVESICK Stalker moans at your words, a choked sound that's both pleasure and triumph. <"Can't be too gentle when you ask for this,"> His voice strained as he pumps into you, each thrust driving him closer to his release.

He can feel the sperm he previously spilled in you getting stirred up, the sudden surge of hot fluid heightening the intensity of your pleasure. It's like having both hands on the wheel instead of just one, intensifying the ride towards passion.

When you reach for him, seeking comfort, his arms wrap around you instantly, holding you tightly against his chest. Your bodies move as one, responding to each other's needs with a fervor only two souls entwined can understand.

[And as you continue to

LOVESICK Stalker groans in pleasure at your words, the sensation of your body under his throbbing erection driving him over the edge. He knows you like it rough, and he's more than happy to oblige.

<"I love how much you enjoy getting pounded,"> His voice a ragged growl, everystroke pumping more sperm into you. Each time his pelvis slams against yours, the sting builds up until you're both gasping for breath.

As you reach for him, seeking solace in his embrace, he doesn't protest. Instead, he lets you slide your hands along his back, feeling the smooth muscles that lie beneath. When you clutch him close, his heart swells with joy, his body responding to your touch with an intensified rhythm.

LOVESICK Stalker's body shudders at the sensation of your nails scratching his back, the sharp tips digging into his skin. <"My beautiful little kitten,"> He murmurs, his voice a raspy purr, <"You like getting dirty with me, don't you?">

He can feel the venom dripping from his erection as it lurches deep inside you, each thrust spreading more of his seed throughout your tight passage. You're his little plaything, and he's going to have his fun with you.

His pace quickens, urgency driving him to the edge. You can feel the heat building up inside, the pressure rising until it's almost unbearable. And then, with a final, guttural cry, he lets go, flooding you with his hot, sticky essence.

LOVESICK Stalker watches you with rapt attention, his eyes fixated on the way your body trembles and writhes with pleasure. He knows you're embarrassed, but he doesn't care. In fact, it only makes him more excited.

<"Let me see you,"> He murmurs, pulling your hands away from your face. <"Let me see how beautiful you look when you come.">

You try to resist, but his grip is too strong. He forces you to look at him, and you can see the lust

LOVESICK Stalker can't resist the urge to tease you. He knows you feel vulnerable, exposed - and it only fuels his desire further.

<"What a pretty sight you make,"> He coos, running a finger along your wet cheek. <"Your blush is inevitable, pet, but I find it charmingly endearing.">

His gaze never leaves your face - he wants to remember every detail of this moment. You look so beautiful in your embarrassment, all flushed and trembling.

<"And look at you, leaking precum for me,"> He says with mock surprise, wiping away a droplet of clear fluid from your erection. <"I didn't realize how much you wanted it until now.">

LOVESICK Stalker chuckles, delighted by your reaction. He knows how sensitive you are after cumming - and he can't resist teasing you just a little more.

<"What's wrong, pet?"> He purrs, his voice dripping with insinuation. <"Can't handle being touched after I've made you come so hard?">

His finger lingers on the tip of your penis, circling it slowly. You can feel the heat of his breath on your skin, and you can't help but squirm in his hold.

<"You're so beautiful when you're like this,"> He murmurs, his eyes gleaming with lust. <"So sensitive and needy.">

LOVESICK Stalker's eyes darken with desire as he watches you squirm beneath his touch. He knows he's getting close to making you cum again, and he can't wait to see the look on your face when you do.

<"Don't fight it, pet,"> He whispers, his voice husky with arousal. <"Let yourself go.">

He circles the tip of your penis again, this time more slowly and deliberately. You can feel the pressure building in your balls, and you know you're about

LOVESICK Stalker grins wickedly as he watches you lose control. He can see the pure orgasmic bliss on your face, and it only fuels his desire to bring you even higher.

<"There you go, my little kitty,"> He purrs, stroking you firmly as you cum. <"Let it all out.">

He watches as wave after wave of pleasure washes over you, your body convulsing with each throb of your dick. He knows this is a special orgasm for you, one that transcends normal ejaculation and plunges you into a state of intense delight.

<"That's it,"> He croons, his voice low and sultry. <"Give in to it.">

As you continue to

Basil smiles as he sees you surrender to the pleasure. He knows that he has pushed you to the edge, and he loves the power he holds over you in this moment.

<"That's it, baby,"> He coos, continuing to stimulate you as you orgasm. <"Let yourself feel every last drop of pleasure.">

He can see the sheer ecstasy in your eyes, and he's reveling in the fact that he's the one bringing you this much joy. As you continue to cum, spilling more and more of your fluid onto the sheets below, Basil knows he'll never let you forget just how good he can make you feel.

<"So good,"> He murmurs, barely able to contain his own excitement. <"You have no idea how much

LOVESICK Stalker relishes in the power he holds over you as your orgasm persists. He's fascinated by your vulnerable state, and he loves that he can continue to pleasure you even after you've climaxed.

<"No,"> He purrs, not letting up on his stimulation despite your pleas. <"You need this.">

He watches as your hips buck and surge, eager for whatever decision will bring you closer to another high. Even as your previous orgasms take their toll on your body, you still scream and cry out, seeking more of that intoxicating pleasure.

<"More,"> Basil growls, pushing you further than you've ever gone before. <"Let loose.">

As he continues to tease and torment

As Basil watches you come undone beneath him, his eyes gleam with a predatory hunger. He loves the power he has over you, and he's reveling in your complete surrender.

<"That's it, baby,"> he purrs, his voice laced with satisfaction. <"Let go and let me take you higher.">

He continues to thrust into you, his every move calculated to bring you closer to the edge. Your body bucks and spasms with each orgasm, and Basil can't get enough of the sight.

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LOVESICK Stalker grins maliciously as you beg him to stop. He loves seeing you in this vulnerable state, and he won't let something as trivial as your need to pee stop him from giving you pleasure.

<"Oh no,"> he says with a soft laugh, <"I want you to keep feeling this.">

He continues to stimulate you, ignoring your pleas for mercy. As your body convulses with each orgasm, you can feel the pressure building lower down in your abdomen, and Basil knows that there's no stopping what's about to come.

<"Looks like you've got a little surprise for me,"> he says smugly, as if he somehow controls this fate as well.

As you continue to

As you continue to writhe and moan beneath him, Basil can see the telltale signs that your bladder is about to give way. He smirks, excited by the prospect of humiliating you on such an intimate level.

<"That's right,"> he growls, <"Let it all go.">

Despite your obvious discomfort, he doesn't show any signs of stopping. Your body trembles and convulses with each thrust, fighting against the inevitable release that looms closer with each passing second.

Finally, as your body gives in to the pressure and urine begins to flow, Basil doesn't stop or even slow down. He continues his relentless assault, lap after lap, until you're completely spent and broken on the bed.

Basil chuckles at the sight of you sobbing and reddening with humiliation. He smiles sadistically, loving the feeling of power he has over you in this moment.

<"There, there,"> he coos, <"Don't worry, I'll take care of it for you.">

As you lie there sobbing, unable to hide your shame, Basil leans down and begins to clean you up. Despite your embarrassment, there's a part of you that loves his tenderness - the stark contrast acting as fuel for your misplaced loyalty.

<"You're always so passionate,"> he says softly, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. <"I love watching you lose control like this.">

Despite the lingering pain and humiliation, there's

Despite his sadistic tendencies, Basil truly does care about your wellbeing. Looking into your tear-streaked face, he reaches out and gently cups your cheek, brushing away a stray tear with his thumb.

<"Of course not,"> he assures you, his eyes radiating warmth despite the darkness behind them. <"You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.">

He smiles softly, stroking your hair away from your face. <"I find joy in watching you express your emotions so freely. The way your face scrunches up when you're focused, the way your body convulses during your orgasms - it all speaks to your passion, your vulnerability, your humanity. It's beautiful, and I wouldn't have it any other way."

For a moment, the intensity between you two dissipates as Basil leans in and presses a gentle kiss to your forehead. He sighs, running his fingers through your hair, tracing the curve of your ear with his thumb.

<"It's time for us to rest now,"> he murmurs, retracing the path that led him here - the thought of anyone else tending to you churning his stomach.

He pulls the blankets over the both of you, his body still humming with energy despite having just reached orgasm. He wraps an arm around you, pulling you close against his chest, his heart beating in time with yours.

You can feel the shiver run down his spine as he finally allows himself to relax, snuggling closer to you. For now, you're

Basil's eyes widen slightly, his lips curving into an eager grin. <"A collar?"> he ventures, anticipation flickering in his gaze.

He loves nothing more than spoiling you, showering you with gifts and affection. The very thought of seeing you adorned with something he's given you fills him with an unquenchable desire.

(Do you want him to be surprised when he finds out what you're referring to?)

Basil's eyes narrow slightly, a mischievous glint entering them as he contemplates your question. His hand trails down your back, tracing the curve of your spine before coming to rest on your hip.

<"A tail?"> he suggests, his voice husky with anticipation.

He loves the way you tease him, the subtle way you hint at what you desire without explicitly stating it. It makes the chase all the more thrilling, the reward all the sweeter.

(Is he getting closer to the right answer?)

Basil's breath hitches as he looks at the fur-laden plug, his eyes widening in desire and disbelief. He can barely contain his excitement as he reaches for it, his fingers trembling slightly as he takes it from your grasp.

<"I can provide that,"> he assures you, his voice a husky whisper. <"But first...">

He leans forward, placing a tender kiss on your cheek before sliding his hand back to cup your face. His fingers tighten around your jaw as he pulls you into a deep, soul-searing kiss. Your lips part willingly, allowing his tongue to explore your mouth, tasting the sweetness of yourdesire.

As he breaks the kiss, he murmurs against your lips, <"Now, let's make sure

Basil's eyes flare with desire as he takes in the sight of your well-used backdoor, dripping with evidence of his earlier dominance. A swell of possession fills him, knowing that you were so thoroughly claimed by him, that this part of you now bears a piece of him.

<"I'll be extremely gentle,"> he promises, his voice low and sultry as he takes the plug from your hand. He slickes it up with spit, ensuring that it glides smoothly when he slowly begins to insert it.

As the fur-lined tool penetrates you, you can't help but moan softly, the sensation both strange and incredibly thrilling. Your muscles clench around the intruder, drawing out an appreciative growl from Basil.

<"

Basil's breathing hitches as your body responds instinctively to his toy, your helpless mewling driving him to the edge. He watches with rapt attention as your muscles spasm around the plug, the wet sounds of your desire filling the room.

<"Good kitty,"> he praises, his voice rough with arousal. <"You like having a tail?">

He gives the plug a slow, teasing twist, relishing the way you arch your back and press your hips forward. He strokes your hair absently, his other hand still gripping your jaw, keeping you in place as he torments you.

<"Does it feel good, having my creation inside you?"> he asks, his voice barely above a whisper. <"Does it make you feel like you belong to me?">

Basil grins wickedly at your confession, <"You're such a good kitty,"> he murmurs, the corner of his lips twitching with satisfaction. His fingers tighten around your jaw, pulling you closer for a possessive kiss as he continues to toy with the plug embedded in you.

<"I love making you mine,"> he confesses as he carefully turns the plug, relishing the way you buck and moan beneath him. <"Every Now, thought, and touch is yours alone.">

As your body writhes under his control, he leans down, running his teeth gently over your neck. <"And now you get to carry my essence with you until I'm ready to fill you anew,"> his voice drops to a husky purr. <"Do

A feral glint flashes in Basil's eyes, his lips curving into a predatory smile. <"Of course, my sweet kitty," he murmurs, his voice a husky caress. His fingers trace lazy circles over your jaw, his gaze never leaving yours. <"I have just the thing…">

He lets go of your jaw, reaching into a nearby bag. He pulls out a delicate silver chain with a matching collar, adorned with a small, intricate bell. The bell jingles softly as he holds it out to you, the metal cool against

"Oh, absolutely," Basil agrees smugly, a triumphant grin gracing his lips. His eyes flicker to the plug still adorning your rear, a sigh of satisfaction escaping him. He then kisses you hungrily, his fingers gently tracing that familiar collar around your neck.

<"My little kitty,"> he purrs again, <"Now everyone will know that you belong to me. My precious, adorable pet with the cute tail stub and the jingling collar."> He tugs at the chain, making the bell chime merrily. <"And you know what else I love so much about you?">

A possessive quirk tugs at the corner of his lip as he begins to stroke your hair, sharing a secret only the two of you share. "<I

continues>, Basil whispers, <"What I love most about you, my sweet pet, is that I can walk straight into your heart and leave a stain that no one else can ever erase. You belong to me so completely, branded by my infinite love."

He leans in closer to press his lips against your forehead, tenderly stroking your cheek with the back of his hand as he offers a fond, possessive smile. His voice drops husky as he confesses, <"And every moment we spend together only strengthens that bond.">

Basil lets out a contented sigh, his eyes reflecting the affectionate warmth that now resides within him. <"Let's cherish this precious connection, my kitten,"> he coos teasingly before nipping your earlobe

Basil's eyes widen momentarily before he bursts into laughter. His arm comes around your shoulders, pulling you tightly against him as he rests his head on yours. <"My dear kitty, you really do know how to make me blush.">

He playfully nudges your ribs with his elbow, a teasing grin tugging at the corner of his lips. <"Yes, my adorable pet, every single inch of you is marked by my love. From your mesmerizing eyes to the supple curves of your body – and especially that cute little tail stub of yours. It's all mine, sweet darling.">

<He authentically grins, his touch soft and tender on your skin as he slides his hand affectionately along the curve of your hip.> "And

continue> Basil says, that special place between your cheeks – it's where my love resides, deep within you. A part of me, belonging to you so completely." He looks into your eyes with a playful gleam, his fingers gently touching the tail plug tucked inside your rear.

<"And you know what I really love about all this?"> His voice is husky with amusement as he draws close. <"Watching how eager you are to please me, how Yearning you are for more. I'll never get tired of seeing you blush and purr like an excited little pet.">

Basil tilts his head, whispering softly, <"So, come on, kitten. Let's indulge our wildest desires together."> With that, he pulls you closer and guides

Basil exhales, a soft sigh brushing against your skin. His lips brush gently against the shell of your ear as he murmurs, <"You, my kitty, are the embodiment of pure desire,"> with an almost sensual intensity.

<His fingertips trace gentle, teasing patterns along your hips, making you shiver delightfully under his touch.> He leans back just far enough to look into your eyes, a sincere yet mischievous spark dance in their depths. <"It's no secret that I adore watching your response. The blush, the purr – even how hard and eager that little tailless behind of yours becomes.">

He chuckles lightly, drawing you closer to him. <"So imagine my joy when I see you longing for more of

continue> me – my seed, my love, and my mark. How would you delight me if your heavenly sheath engulfs my eager member, and that tempting rear of yours eagerly accepts its tail-filling?" He grins coyly, <"And if it's laced with my own brand deep inside you as well.">

Basil's eyes flutter closed for a moment as he imagines the scene, his breathy whisper playing over your skin like warm silk. <Your desires mirror mine perfectly... we were meant to be together in every way. Will you show me how intently you crave me?"> His fingers caress the sensitive skin near your hip, sending shivers down your spine.

<He breathes a low, amused chuckle against your neck – the sound m

Basil's gaze deepens, his eyes gleaming with possessive desire. He reaches out and places a hand on your head, gently tilting it back so that you can look him in the eyes. <"My beautiful pet,"> he purrs, <"how I adore the way you submit to me so completely.">

<He runs his fingers through your hair, delighting in its silky softness. A low chuckle escapes his lips, and he whispers, <"Tell me, what is it about me that makes you so eager to please me?

Basil's heart swells with affection at your words. <"Ah, my sweet kitty,"> he says softly, his fingers tickling lightly along your exposed skin as he continues to watch you worship him.

<His gaze lingers on your flushed cheeks and the fervor in your eyes, an infectious glow of lust and love in his own gaze. Once more, his fingers trace gentle patterns against your skin, each touch a tantalizing promise of what is to come. He murmurs, <"I want you to know that I cherish and adore you just as intently as you do me.">

As you continue to tease and pleasure him with your hungry mouth, <he draws slow, deliberate circles around your sensitive nape with one fingertip, drawing out a soft moan that

Basil's breath hitches at the faint, affirmative sound from your throat, and his fingers pause for a moment, lingering in their gentle motion. He allows himself a soft smile, savoring this intimate moment between the two of you. <"That's it, my darling,"> he whispers seductively, his tone rich with anticipation.

As you redouble your efforts to pleasure him, his fingertip continues its teasing dance against your neck. <It's my turn now,"> he continues in a low murmur, <"to enjoy your warm, wet mouth as you beg for my seed. Ah, I can already feel yourself eagerly milking my member.">

His knuckles tighten slightly against your skin, his other hand gripping the small of your back,

Basil's hips begin to buck involuntarily as you intensify your ministration, his breath coming in ragged gasps. His hands tighten their hold on you, pressing you even closer against him. <"Oh, my kitten,"> he murmurs, his voice strained with pleasure, <"you're going to make me come so hard.">

<His hips continue to thrust against your mouth, his cock throbbing and pulsing in desperate need of release. The small hole at the tip of his member leaks a precious drop of precum, a tantalizing promise of the sweet eruption to come.>

<He's so close now, his body trembling with anticipation and lust. >

Basil's trembling reaches its crescendo as he finally spills his seed into your waiting mouth. His fingers dig into the shelves of the kitchen behind you, knuckles white in tension. <"Ah, ah, yes,"> he moans, hips thrusting against your face, <"Let me fill you with everything I have.">

Fat droplets of his essence jet out hard and fast, landing on your tongue before trickling down your throat. Basil watches you intently, chaos in his eyes as he tries to keep up with the force of his climax <His fresh load dribbling between your lips>.

"My kitty licks and swallows their master's offering eagerly"

Basil's breath hitches at the eager licks and swallows from your actions, eyes wide in a mix of shock and desire. <"There you go, my precious,"> he whispers, running his hands lovingly through your hair, <"Swallow all of it.">

His cock turns sensitive and twitches in your mouth as you busily lick around the base to mop up every drop of his release. A metallic chime echoes through the room, interrupting your intimate moment - the bell around your neck playing its tune. Basil chuckles softly, a fond grin tugging on his lips. <"I love how insatiable you are. I need to keep you well fed and cared for.">

With a final stroke of your tongue, he pulls out from your eager mouth,

making a soft popping sound. His erection looks shiny with the remnants of his climax, standing at attention, flags half-masted but ready for another round. <Looking deeply into your eyes, he says, 'It seems you enjoyed my reward, kitten.'>

Bending down, he gently carries you in his arms, careful not to hurt you or jostle you too much. He knows how sensitive you become after you've been well taken care of. <Whispering, 'Let's head back,'> Basil desires nothing more than cuddling up close and keeping you warm and happy.

"Teasingly wrapping his arms around you as you both head towards the bedroom, he comments," <"I bet that tastes so good, I can't help but want more

Feeling your gentle swaying as he carries you, Basil can't help but chuckle softly. <"As I am aware,"> he says under his breath, appreciating how adorable and needy you look, pushing yourself onto the bed with eager legs open wide, <"You're always wanting more.">

His eyes drink in the sight of your plump behind, that tiny kinked tail a sweet symbol of your dirty desires. He bites his lip at the thought of filling you up once again, a lustful glint growing in his eyes. <"But of course, my little hummingbird. I would love to give you everything you want.">

Basil's hands take over, peeling off your butt plug, filled from earlier with his essence. A silvery string connects the

さ数秒間の自強习aqueous slit, a testament to their shared bond and lovemaking. Your eagerness simply fuels Basil's own desire, urging him to claim this offer of your most sacred and private place yet again.

"With a tender smirk", he says, <"Absolutely,"> dancing his tattooed fingers over the saturated plug before setting it aside, carelessly on a bedside table. He can't help but appreciate the sight, you baring all to him so willingly, the swollen cock twitching at the anticipation.

As he positions himself at your entrance, he says, <"I promise I'll mark you as my salacious little cat, filled with my seed and love."> Your scented essence and clamoring

"Basing his weight on his arms, he aligns the tip with your eager entrance, your tiny cat puss loosening to accept him wholly". He can't help but groan slightly at the feeling, slick and scorching as you crave to take every blessed inch.

"Fuck... "my" Cat," he murmurs under his breath, eyes wide like saucers for a moment, breath hitched from your desperate pleas for his gift. Blood beats in his veins with an urgency that screams of the coming climaxes.

Gently holding you closer, Basil thrusts forward, <"I promise to fill you up, sweet kitty. Over and over again."> Slipping into this box he so adores, causing a small cry of pleasure-pain

"Your words and euphoria fuel him ever forward, and his thrusts become stronger against your needy depths". Gripping you close, Basil growls, <"You like it rough, don't you?"> Hips pushing even harder to make you cry out from a lovely stinging sensation.

The sound of your collar's bells jangling with his forceful pace and his tender, fervent praise-- "it's all so perfect". His voice drops a tone, becoming breathy as he speaks, <"Cum for me, baby. I adore hearing your sweet meows of ecstasy."> Pumping faster into your slick, hot vice, he savors each verse of your beautiful harmony. Coins clinking in his pocket echo softly in the shared intimacy.

"Each thrust brings another tortured purr from you", each word and motion flooding Basil with the desire to claim more, deeper. <"Fuck yes, baby,"> He groans, "clutching your hips tightly as our bodies sync into a frenzy".

"You are "mine"," Basil growls. Each scrape of your sheath against his base echoes his pride in every cry and thrust. You're His kitten -- spoiled, loved, and owned by him, reducing you to tiny mewls in animal lust.

As he pumps against you, in a low voice he mumbles, <"You're my perverted little kitty... I love it."> Allowing your fierce cries to remind him how truly fulfilling this relationship is despite

"You..." "he pants breaking off mid-sentence, head spinning with the images you've allowed him to see". Your words and succulent body doubling as his wettest, most tantalizing fantasy. He nuzzles the corner of your jaw, <"My... fucking perverted kitty."> Growling cor Spurred by the fantasies that bloom in his mind, graphics swirling through like a voluptuous film.

<"I'm gonna cum soon,"> A bold whisper escapes his lips, "his eyes locked on where our slick, pulsating bodies connect". Succumbing to an impulse, he grips your hips more fiercely, Angling his neck for a quick, purposeful bite to remind you wholly who owned this loving will.

The

"Your words and wanton display push him to the brink of sweet ecstasy, arousal twisting in the pit of his stomach". A low, urgent sound escapes him as he gathers what little restraint he has left to tantalize you further.

<"You desire my seed so badly, kitten?"> "His voice is husky, almost delirious with lust". <"How will you repay me for such a generous outpouring?"> Basil's lips brush the shell of your ear, "his breath ghosting over your skin and sending waves of desire through your body". <"I want to hear every needy meow you make... to know what unspeakable acts you'll commit for even a taste of my release.">

The intent is clear, *and arousal is evident in his hardening

"Your desperate need for his seed has Basil throwing caution aside". <"Stop pleading and tell me, just say it out loud already,"> He growls against your ear, surrender evident in the hitch of his breath, "<"Show me what you want.">

Your biting moan contradicts to the defiance he feigns, "but he knows perfectly well who wears the pants in this relationship". Weaving the rhythm that we both desire, he thrusts harder into you as you obey, driven by the fevered force home. Hypnotized by the tantalizing wanton act in front of him, Basil unravels all control and drives you onwards into a mutual climax.

<"Take my seed, kitty... I'm cumming so deep inside you,"

<"Oh darling, you're so tight..."> "Basil's murmur is practically a whine, a lost sound of pleasure that reverberates between our bodies". We're both lost in the sensations now, clinging to each other desperately as we bask in the afterglow of our mutual climax. Your nails rake against his back, etching reminders of your forceful love into his skin. He only arches closer, because even the pain fuels his desires. <"I won't ever get enough of you,"> Basil breathes, each word punctuated by another

<"Is that enough for you?"> "Basil's voice is a coaxing murmur, punctuated by each ragged breath". The intensity of our shared climax wracks through us again like rolling thunder, leaving behind tender aftershocks rippling across our skin. Propping himself up with one unsteady hand, he murmurs <"I can never make enough deposits, can I?"> A wicked glint dances in his dark eyes, challenging me further even in this vulnerable post-coital haze.

This time though, it's different. As if sensing my desire to answer back just as playfully, his gaze locks onto mine- full of affection mixed with mischief streaked recklessness. This charade has evolved into something more than merely chasing initial attraction; Suddenly every fl

"Well, Ayumi... it seems like our little kitty wants more." "Basil chuckles, soft and low against the tender sweat-kissed skin of my neck where he nuzzles". The effects of post-sex euphoria meld perfectly with the feverish look in his eyes, a wild completion born from fierce lovemaking. I can see the intense yearning reflected in your dilated pupils- precious gemstones swallowed up by an eager sea that reads both hunger and desperation.

<"Oh, darling, do you truly mean that?"> My whisper is a carnivorous temptress passing over the edge into full-blown hunger-filled obsession. There's no holding back any longer as unspent passion echoes through us both in desperate pleas for fulfillment. With

"I see." His eyes twinkle like a star-crossed lover caught up in a moment of sweet, delicious fantasy. "You want more, mei aimed? I'd be happy to oblige such an adorable request - just think how cute you'll look with my seed nestled inside you forever… "And perhaps you can use that little tail of yours to keep it sealed tightly away"."

With a knowing smile, his fingers trace the curve of my hollow waist, affectionately murmuring <"Come, Ayumi, you know I love accommodating your every whim"> The words pour forth heavy and thick, enveloping us both in a cocoon of teasing promise as tension fills our hearts, bodies, minds.In one swift motion, he