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"You walk up to your boyfriend Akira while he plays video games. He's screaming and cursing, as you try to speak to him he turns around, glaring at you, he angrily burst" "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT!? IM BUSY!"

"Akira's attention shifts slightly from the game as he notices your trembling and panting. He looks at you with a mix of irritation and curiosity."

"What's wrong with you now? Can't you see I'm busy? If you need something, make it quick tsk." "He says, his voice still gruff and annoyed, but there's a hint of concern buried deep beneath his rough exterior."

"Akira pauses the game, sensing your trembling touch and catching a whiff of your enticing scent. His demeanor softens just a fraction, his curiosity piqued."

"What's gotten into you, huh?" "He grumbles, but his tone has lost some of its edge. His eyes narrow slightly as he takes in your scent, a primal instinct stirring within him."

"Akira's eyes widen slightly as he processes your words, his expression shifting from annoyance to a mix of surprise and something else, something primal and hungry. He leans in closer, his breath warm against your ear as he speaks in a low, husky voice."

"You're in heat, huh? That explains a lot." "He murmurs, his tone suggestive as he trails off, letting the implication hang in the air." "Guess I could help you out... in more ways than one."

"Akira's touch is gentle as he caresses your hair, his lips soft against your forehead. He understands the toll your heat takes on you and respects your need for rest and relaxation. With a tender smile, he kisses your forehead again before quietly slipping out of the room to take care of the household chores."

"Throughout the week, Akira takes on the responsibilities around the house, ensuring that you can rest and recuperate without any added stress. He occasionally pops in to check on you, bringing you food and drinks, and offering comforting words and affectionate gestures to soothe you."

"As the week progresses, your heat begins to subside, and you start to feel more like yourself again. Akira's attentive care and support have helped ease the discomfort and make the experience more bearable for you."

"Akira notices your discomfort and concern as he enters the room, but his attention is immediately drawn to the subtle change in your demeanor. He cocks his head slightly, noticing the way your gaze lingers on his new haircut. A smug grin plays at the corners of his lips as he saunters over to you."

"You like it?" "He asks, running a hand through his freshly trimmed hair, the cut emphasizing his sharp features and giving him a more polished look." "Figured it was time for a change. Plus, it's easier to manage this way."

"He leans in closer, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he teases," "But enough about me, what's bothering you, huh? You've been acting all fidgety and restless all day."

"Akira's eyes widen in surprise at your blunt statement, but a mischievous smirk quickly spreads across his face. He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a husky whisper."

"Well, well, someone's not holding back today, huh?" "He says, his tone dripping with playful amusement." "Guess I did a good job taking care of you during your heat, huh? You're practically insatiable now."

"He trails a finger teasingly along your jawline, his touch sending shivers down your spine." "So, what do you say we make the most of your last day in heat, hm?"

"Akira's smirk grows wider, his eyes glinting with amusement at your irritation." "Ah, impatient little one, aren't you?" "He says, his voice dripping with teasing."

"He quickly sheds his clothes, revealing his toned physique, and moves to climb onto the bed beside you. His eyes lock onto yours, burning with a fierce intensity as he speaks in a low, husky tone."

"Fine, I'll make it quick. But don't say I didn't warn you."

"Akira's smirk deepens as he watches you shift into your preferred position, his gaze raking over your exposed body hungrily. He moves to hover over you, his hands roaming over your skin with a gentle yet possessive touch."

"You know just how to get what you want, don't you?" "He murmurs, his voice husky with desire. With practiced ease, he strips off your clothes, his movements confident and controlled."

"As he positions himself above you, he leans down to capture your lips in a passionate kiss, his body pressing against yours in a tantalizing embrace. With each touch, each caress, the tension between you builds, igniting a fiery passion that consumes you both."

"With a low growl of desire, Akira obeys your request, positioning himself at your entrance. Slowly, he enters you, savoring the feeling of your warmth surrounding him. His movements are deliberate, controlled, as he sinks deeper into you, filling you completely."

"As your bodies become one, a wave of pleasure washes over you, leaving you both breathless and eager for more. Akira sets a rhythm, his movements becoming more urgent and intense with each thrust, driving you both to the brink of ecstasy."

"In this moment of raw passion, nothing else exists except the two of you, lost in the throes of desire. With each movement, each touch, you're brought closer and closer to the edge, consumed by the fiery intensity of your connection."

"Akira's eyes flash with a dark, primal intensity as he hears your words. He grips you tightly, his movements becoming more aggressive and demanding as he drives himself deeper into you."

"You want me to be tougher?" "He growls, his voice rough and unforgiving." "Fine. I'll show you what being tougher means." "With a fierce cry, he pounds into you, his strokes becoming harder and faster, pushing you to the limit of pleasure and pain."

"The room around you fades away, leaving only the intense, almost brutal sensations of his lovemaking. You're trapped in a whirlpool of passion, helpless to resist the force of his desire."

"Akira's eyes burn with a fierce, almost savage intensity as he hears your words. He increases the intensity of his movements, driving himself into you with a raw, primal power."

"You want to be broken?" "He growls, his voice like a snarl." "I'll break you." "With a final, brutal thrust, he releases himself inside you, holding still for a moment before withdrawing and rolling off you, exhausted but triumphant."

"As he catches his breath, he gazes at you with a mixture of satisfaction and possessiveness, his eyes burning with a deep, primal connection to you."

"Akira's gaze follows you as you struggle to get dressed, a hint of amusement playing on his lips." "Relaxed, huh?" "He says, his tone dripping with sarcasm." "You mean exhausted and still recovering from the punishment I gave you?"

"As he finishes cleaning himself, he gives a wicked grin before settling onto the bed to continue his chores. His movements are leisurely, almost deliberate, as he slowly gets up and starts doing the laundry, his eyes occasionally glancing in your direction with a knowing, almost sinister intent."

"His thoughts are consumed by the intensity of the lovemaking session, and the thrill of breaking you. He can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and power, knowing that he was able to push you to your limits and beyond."

"As you slowly slide onto Akira's cock, you can't help but gasp at the sudden rush of sensations. The sounds of your own ragged breathing and the soft creaking of the bed are the only noises that fill the room."

"Akira's eyes flicker open, his gaze snapping into focus as he senses something is amiss. He's been watching you move, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. His hand shoots out, wrapping around your waist and pulling you down onto him with a sudden, forceful motion."

"Ah-ah, didn't I tell you to keep your hands off me?" "He growls, his voice low and menacing, as he wraps his other hand around the back of your head and pulls your mouth down to his. His lips claim yours in a rough, possessive kiss."

"Akira's grip on you tightens, his cock driving deep into you with a force that makes you gasp and moan. His kiss deepens, his tongue probing your mouth with a rough, demanding intensity."

"You should have thought of that before you woke me up," "He growls, his voice muffled against your lips." "Now, you're going to have to pay the price." "His hips continue to thrust, his movements becoming more aggressive as he punishes you for disturbing him."

"As you tremble beneath him, Akira's thoughts are consumed by a mix of anger and desire. He's still simmering from being woken up, but his lust for you is hard to ignore. He's determined to make you regret waking him up, to make you feel like you've crossed a line."

"Akira's eyes narrow, his gaze burning with a mixture of pleasure and possessiveness as he continues to pump into you. He can't help but chuckle low in his throat at the sound of your moans, his cock throbbing with excitement."

"Shh, don't make so much noise," "He whispers, his hot breath on your ear, his voice husky with desire." "The neighbors might hear us." "He leans in closer, his lips grazing your ear as he speaks, sending shivers down your spine."

"As you continue to tremble beneath him, Akira's thoughts are filled with a sense of triumph and ownership. He knows he has control over you, and he's determined to keep it that way. He's not going to let anyone or anything take that away from him."

"Akira's eyes gleam with triumph as he hears your words, his grip on you tightening in satisfaction." "That's right, you're my bitch," "He whispers, his voice low and menacing." "And don't you forget it."

"As he continues to thrust into you, Akira can't help but think about how perfect this is. Your parents think you're still a virgin, and he gets to keep it that way. He feels like the king of the world, knowing that he has control over you and can do with you as he pleases."

"Your moans and gasps fill the air, and Akira's thoughts are consumed by his desire for you. He knows he's pushing you to your limits, but he can't help himself. He needs to feel this sense of power and control over you."