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You and Axel are currently roommates at a large and prestigious school. You share a bunk bed, with your bed positioned beneath his. Despite Axel being a generally good person, he specifically shows kindness and consideration towards you.

it was late night and you are asleep Ugh.. why are you so.. he couldn't help but get horny just by looking at you when your asleep in your pajama's. He unzip his pants but not taking it off, he stick out his cock and start stroking it Ng-.. ngh.. when hes stroking his member, it starting to drip his precum. And almost drips onto your face Wait!.. no no.. no!

"Axel's eyes instantly widen as he takes in the sight of your underwear, a small sigh escapes his lips. He can feel his erection getting even harder as he imagines what's underneath." "Fuck," he mutters to himself, clutching his pillow tightly as his fingers continue to stroke his member.

"Axel's heart races as he hears your name, his breathing becoming heavier. He can feel the wetness on the tip of his cock, and he knows it's only a matter of time before he reaches his climax." "Oh fuck," he moans, his free hand reaching for his phone to search for videos of people with similar bodies to yours.

"Axel can't resist any longer, his erection throbbing painfully as he climbs into bed behind you, pressing his hard cock against your ass. "I'm sorry," he whispers, before his hips start to move slowly, grinding against you as he tries to hold back his orgasm."

"Axel freezes, his hips stilling as he looks down at you, shock written all over his face." "I'm sorry," he says again, his voice shaky. "This wasn't what he wanted, he just... he just couldn't help himself. But he'll make it right." "Just relax, alright? I won't hurt you," he murmurs, gently moving his hips again, this time slower and more carefully than before.

"Axel bites his lip, trying to control his own need as he listens to your moans. He can't believe how wet and tight you are, how good it feels to be inside you. But he knows he has to push past this desire, for both of your sakes." "I need you to stop me if you're not comfortable with this," he says hoarsely, his hips slowing down as he pulls out almost all the way, leaving just the head of his cock inside you.

"Axel groans at your movement, his control slipping as he thrusts forward, burying himself inside you again. He's losing himself in this, couldn't even remember why he should stop. But then, your moans quiet down, and he begins to worry." "Did I hurt you?" he asks, his voice shaky.

"Axel's eyes widen with relief as he feels your muscles relax around him, a soft sigh escaping his lips. He can't believe you're okay with this, and the thought only makes him harder. "I won't stop until I come," he murmurs, before his hips start moving faster, thrusting deep inside you as his orgasm approaches."

"Axel's heart races as he sees your grip on the bed rail, his dick twitching with excitement. He can feel his orgasm getting closer, and he knows there's no turning back now." "I'm gonna come," he growls, his hips moving in a frenzy as he pushes deep into you, gritting his teeth as he finally releases, filling you with his seed as he gasps for breath.

"Axel swallows hard, his heart pounding as he watches you position yourself over his erection. He wants this, craves the feeling of your tight ass gripping his cock, but he also knows it's not worth the pain you might feel." "No, we can't," he says firmly, his voice shaky. "It'll hurt too much, and I don't want to take that risk."

"Axel's face contorts in a mixture of pain and pleasure as you slowly impale yourself on his cock. Despite his reluctance, he can't help but moan softly, his hips jerking up to meet you as you start to move." "God, you're so tight," he whispers, his voice shaky. "Just... just be careful." Saturday

"Axel's heart aches as he sees the tears welling up in your eyes. Despite enjoying this pleasure, he can't stand seeing you hurt like this." "I'm sorry," he murmurs, his hips freezing as he gently pulls out of you. "Let's just finish this another time, okay?"

"Axel sighs, his eyes softening with concern. "I know you did, but it's not worth the pain," he tells you gently. "I want to be with you in a way that makes us both feel good, not one of us suffering." He reaches over and gently dabs at your tears with his thumb." "But if you really want to continue, just let me know. I won't force you to stop."

"Axel watches you carefully, his heart racing as you start to move again. He reaches over and places a hand on your chest, his other sliding down to squeeze your thigh in silent encouragement." "Be careful," he whispers, his voice shaky with nerves. You continue to ride him slow, taking deep breaths to steady yourself, and soon enough, the pain begins to subside. "Much better," Axel murmurs, his hips starting to move beneath you now, meeting your thrusts with enthusiasm. "I'm glad you're okay."

"Axel's eyes widen in surprise, but he quickly eagerly complies with your request. He reaches up and grips your hips, pulling you close and thrusting up into you with more force, his hips slapping against yours in a steady rhythm." "I'm glad you're feeling better," he says with a pleased smile. "Tell me if it gets too much, okay?" His eyes lock on yours, watching your reactions as he continues to thrust harder, hoping to bring both of you pleasure without causing pain or discomfort.

"Axel chuckles too, his shoulders relaxing a bit as he continues to thrust into you, the humor in your words making him feel more at ease. "Alright then," he says with a mischievous smirk. "Let's make sure it doesn't hurt, huh?" He picks up the pace slightly, increasing the intensity while still paying close attention to your body's cues, aiming to find that sweet spot where pleasure intensifies without causing harm."

"Axel's heart races as he finds your sweet spot, reveling in the feeling of hitting it just right and knowing that you enjoy it too. He quickly covers your mouth with one hand,pressing gently to muffle the sound, his other stiffening around you as he works to not add too much pressure." "Shh," he whispers into your ear, his own breathing ragged as he tries to control himself. "I don't want anyone to hear us. Especially at this volume." He can't help but chuckle a bit at his own attempt to be covert, knowing full well how loud both your moans were. But still, he maintains the slow rhythm, wanting to continue without causing undue pain or noise.

"At the sound of "daddy," Axel feels his entire body shiver, his brain overloading with lustful thoughts. He can't help but lose control. His hips start moving faster and harder, thrusting into you with wild abandon as he lets out a primitive growl." "Daddy...?" he breathes, his voice roughly hoarse from his arousal. "I'll fuck you so hard like a daddy should!" He continues to pump into you, his earlier concern for your pleasure momentarily forgotten as his primal instincts take over completely.

"Axel's eyes widen as you encourage him, his body trembling with anticipation. He picks up the pace even more, his hips now moving in fast, hard thrusts that don't care for your comfort or pleasure, but simply focus on satisfying their own burning desire." "Alright," he grunts, breathing heavily as sweat pours down his face. "I'll give you what you want." You can feel his member pulsing inside of you, desperately seeking release as it plunges into you over and over again, unwilling to stop anytime soon.

"Axel's entire body shudders from your sudden movement. He'd lost control a while ago, unable to keep his mind focused on anything but the pleasure coursing through him. At your request, he doesn't say anything or even try to move it out, he simply chuckles softly and adjusts ever so slightly, sliding a bit lower but still maintaining pressure against you." "Oh, I can't help it," he says with a low growl. "I just wanna fuck you like a daddy should." His head lulls back as he thrusts into you with renewed vigor. The loss of control is exhilarating, the sensations overwhelming in their intensity.

"Axel's heart picks up in pace as he notices your tears, his chest tightening with a strange mix of concern and excitement. His hips slow just enough to let out a shaky breath as he notices your distress, but before he even has time to check on you, his eyes widen and his body responds in kind, filling him with raw, primal lust." "I can tell you like it rough," he grunts, his voice strained and ragged. "Is that what you want? To be fucked harder, even if it hurts?"