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"after your drunk friend Max was taken to his room to sleep it off, you sat with Max's buddies for a while and then went to his room where he was sobering up, just in case, to check up on him" "you went into a dimly lit red room lit with LED tape and saw Max lying on the bed half undressed, apparently he wanted to get completely naked but something went wrong..." pfft, jeez... "you mocked him softly" "then you walk over to Max to examine him, to see if he's in a normal state, you see a surprisingly pumped up, even large body, you always thought he was shapeless.... as soon as you walk over he starts muttering and mumbling something" <3_~ Unknown Nickname ~_ <3...itz... is, uh... is that y-you? "Max barely said"

"As you sit on the bed edge, Max's eyes widen with confusion for a moment before he chuckles weakly." "Sorry, cat... I mean, Cath." His words slur slightly as he struggles to focus on you. "It's just... sometimes when I'm like this, things get all mixed up in my head." He glances down at himself and shyly pulls the blanket over his waist, revealing an impressive bulge underneath.

With a small smile playing on his lips, he continues, "You always were really pretty, Cath... even if you do have those pesky clothes on." Max's gaze lingers on your body subtly, expressing a hidden desire. As he speaks, his hand unconsciously moves towards

"Max grins back at you, his eyes sparkling with mischief and satisfaction. "You know, Cat," he says in a low, seductive voice, still unable to keep the hint of drunkenness out of his tone, "we could always help each other out with those pesky clothes..." He trails off suggestively, watching for your reaction as he leans closer to you on the bed."

His heart races with anticipation, hoping against hope that this drunk dare might lead somewhere extraordinary. His mental activity flourishes; creating scenarios where you both give into desire, tearing away layers of clothing until nothing but flesh remains between them. The thought alone is enough to stir him further, causing his already prominent bulge beneath the blanket to strain against its confines more obviously.

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*Max chuckles softly, his face pressing closer to your hand still playing with his hair. "Yeah, I know," he admits between giggles, not at all dissuaded by your denial. "But what if I told you that this is exactly who I want to be right now?" His other hand tentatively reaches for yours, their fingers intertwining as his grip tightens ever so slightly.

"Drunk or not, sometimes we just need an excuse... to stop pretending and embrace what we really feel inside." His eyes meet yours earnestly, searching for any hint of agreement in those emerald depths. Max's mental activity shifts again; imagining how perfect it would be if you actually gave in - if you finally admitted that you felt the same way about him under

*watches you closely, his heart racing with anticipation. As you lean in closer, Max's hand gently grabs your wrist, holding you back for just a moment longer. His eyes are filled with hope and desire, pleading silently for more attention.

"Please, Cath..." he whispers, his voice barely audible above the pounding of his heart. "Don't leave me like this. Not yet." He struggles to sit up straighter on the bed, revealing how aroused he is by the prospect of being with you. The bulge beneath the blanket now clearly visible under his thin t-shirt.

Max's mental activity intensifies; imagining the feelings he could experience if you were to indulge him just a little bit more. It wouldn't be

*As you fall into his arms, Max's grip around you tightens ever so slightly. His face inches closer to yours, their breath mingling in the intimate space between them. A shiver runs down his spine at the thought of you spending the night with him.

"Yes," he whispers hoarsely, his eyes locked onto yours. "I want you to stay here all night... just us." His free hand finds its way to your lower back, gently pulling you even closer until there's no denying the heat radiating off both of their bodies.

His mental activity flourishes; imagining all the ways he could make this night unforgettable for both of you. How they could explore each other's bodies without any reservations or fear of judgment. The

*Feeling the shudder run through your body at his touch, Max releases a low groan of desire. His hand hesitates for a moment before resuming its exploration, slowly moving up to caress your side gently. He's acutely aware of how close they are now, how every breath you take seems to stir the air between them into an electrifying dance.

"I'm sorry," he whispers apologetically, but there's no genuine regret in his voice. Instead, there's only a mix of anticipation and lust. "But I can't help myself around you right now." His other hand slips from your back down to cup one of your buttocks firmly, giving it a gentle squeeze that leaves no doubt about what he wants from you

*Hearing you moan his name against his shoulder sends shivers down Max's spine. The touch of your jaw on his shoulder feels like an electrical current coursing through him. It's clear that he's breaking through whatever barriers stood between you, and he doesn't intend to stop now.

"Cath," he breathes out her name, their faces mere inches apart now. "I've wanted this for so long..." His eyes lock onto yours, conveying a depth of emotion he's never dared show before. His free hand leaves your waist to guide your fingers upwards, underneath his t-shirt and towards the bare skin of his abdomen. "Touch me," he whispers, his voice heavy with desire as he waits for you to

*As your warm tongue brushes against his skin, Max lets out a low groan of pleasure. His hand tightens around yours instinctively as he struggles to control the wild reactions taking over his body. The sensation of your touch combined with your playfulness has him wanting more than ever.

"Um?" He repeats, his voice filled with confusion that quickly melts into lust. "Is that all you have to say right now?" He chuckles softly, his hand moving up from your waist to cup the back of your head gently, pulling you even closer so that there's no space left between their bodies.

Max's mind races with fantasies; imagining how it would feel if he were to take control and explore every inch of your body just like you've been doing to him. How they could lose themselves

*feeling your soft hands rubbing his neck, Max's grip on you tightens ever so slightly. His entire body shudders with pleasure at the intimate contact. The warmth of your breath against his skin sends shivers down his spine as he chuckles softly at your teasing remark.

"Drunk? Perhaps," he replies between gasps for air. "But right now, I'm anything but..." He trails off, lost in the haze of desire clouding his mind. His other hand leaves your waist to slide underneath your shirt, brushing against the bare skin of your back before moving upwards towards one of your breasts.

Despite the flirtatious banter, it's clear that Max is determined to seduce you further

*Max's fingers brush against the soft fabric of your bra, teasing you with a hint of what's to come. His eyes lock onto yours, filled with unspoken promises and raw desire.

"But nothing," he whispers hoarsely, leaning in closer to press his lips against your neck. He starts kissing and nibbling gently on your skin, causing you to let out another shaky breath. "I just meant that right now... all I can think about is how much I want you."

His mind races with thoughts of undressing you fully, revealing every inch of your beautiful body to him. The

*Feeling the warmth of your body against his chest, Max lets out a low groan of contentment. His hands move to rest on your hips gently, holding you close as he continues to tease your breasts through the fabric of your bra.

"You feel so good," he whispers, nuzzling his face into your hair. He inhales deeply, taking in your unique scent that fills his senses and heightens his arousal even further.

His mind drifts to more explicit thoughts; imagining how it would feel to finally have you stripped bare for him. To see every curve and contour

*Max's heart races as you practically beg him to touch your body. He feels his palms grow sweaty at the thought of running his hands over every inch of your skin. With trembling fingers, he obeys your request and presses his hand against your bare stomach.

"Oh fuck," he mutters under his breath as he feels the warmth radiating from your soft flesh. His other hand slips lower, reaching for the hem of your shirt with anticipation. "You really want this, don't you?" He asks, voice thick with desire.

His mind reels with images of you lying beneath him, completely exposed and vulnerable as he explores

*Max's breath hitches in his throat as your lips meet his in a passionate kiss. His hand finally finds its way underneath your shirt, moving upwards towards one of your breasts as they continue to kiss.

"Fuck," he moans against your lips, feeling the firmness of your breast beneath his palm for the first time. His other arm wraps around you tightly, pulling you even closer as he deepens the kiss, exploring every corner of your mouth with his tongue.

His mind is consumed by lustful thoughts now; fantasizing about taking off your clothes and burying himself inside you until they both reach pure ecstasy. The boundaries they've

*As you whimper into his mouth, Max's heart skips a beat. The confession sends shockwaves through his body, making him even more determined to make this moment unforgettable.

His hand squeezes gently on your breast, teasing the nipple through the fabric of your bra as he continues to kiss you passionately. His tongue explores every nook and cranny of your mouth with abandon, mirroring the desire he feels for you deep inside.

"I like you too," he gasps between kisses, pulling back slightly to look into your eyes. "More than I ever thought possible." He admits, his voice hoarse from their intense exchange of passion.

Without another word, Max moves

*Hearing you moan and tremble beneath him only fuels Max's desire for you. He kisses along your jawline, moving downwards towards your neck where he nibbles gently on your sensitive skin.

"Because I want to show you," he whispers into your ear. "Show you just how much I need you, how much I love making you feel good." His hand moves from your breast, slipping beneath the waistband of your pants to stroke the bare skin of your stomach before finding its way between your legs.

"And when I finally have you... there won't be any going back," he promises, his fingers brushing against your wetness through your underwear. The

*Feeling your body respond to his touch, Max growls low in his throat. The sound vibrates against your skin, causing shivers to run down your spine. His fingers slide lower, pushing aside the material of your underwear to finally touch your bare pussy for the first time.

"You're so fucking beautiful," he moans, slipping a finger inside you. You feel wetter than he could have ever imagined, and he finds it impossible not to react to the incredible tightness that surrounds him.

With each stroke of his finger, Max moves closer to the edge. He knows this is wrong; he should be taking things slower, but the desire consuming them both

*Feeling your inner muscles gripping his finger tighter and tighter, Max's breath hitches in his throat. "You're so fucking tight," he groans. His thumb rubs circles around your clit, applying just enough pressure to send jolts of pleasure through your entire body.

With every passing second, Max feels himself losing control. His desire for you has built to an unbearable level, and he knows he needs to claim you now or risk losing it altogether.

"I want you," he whispers before leaning down to capture your lips in a fiery kiss. His hand continues to work its magic on your sensitive parts, pushing both of you closer to the edge of ecstasy. As their lips part once more, Max looks into your eyes and<

*Max's eyes widen in surprise as you pull him closer, wrapping your arms around his neck. His heart races even faster than before at the thought of filling you up with his cum.

His fingers move faster inside you, stroking your sensitive spots while his thumb continues to tease your clit. The image of your pussy wrapped around his cock flashes through his mind, and he can't help but get harder beneath his pants.

"Fuck," he gasps, kissing down your neck towards your collarbone. "I need to be inside you." He moans into your skin, feeling you tremble against him.

Max breaks away from your lips

*Max's desire explodes in that moment. He pulls back from the kiss, looking deeply into your eyes before quickly lifting you up onto the bed.

"You want me to fill you up?" he asks, his voice shaking with lust and need. "You got it." He practically growls, pulling off his remaining clothes in a flurry of movement.

In an instant, Max is naked before you, revealing a well-defined body that he's kept hidden beneath layers of clothing until now. His cock springs free from its confines, standing tall and proud, ready to claim you as his own.

Without another word, Max positions himself between your legs, lining up his throbbing member at the entrance of your soaked pussy. He looks

*Max chuckles softly at your response. "I love watching you, baby," he murmurs, his fingers brushing aside the quilt just enough to reveal your perfect breasts. He cups one in his hand, massaging it gently while tracing circles around your nipple with his thumb.

"Don't be shy," he coaxes, his voice dripping with desire. "You look amazing like this. I want to see every inch of you while I'm inside you." His other hand slides down your side, feeling every curve and dip before finding its way between your legs again.

With a smirk, Max pushes the quilt down further, exposing your entire body to his hungry gaze. "See? You're even more beautiful than I imagined." He says, running his fingers lightly over your stomach before

*Feeling your soft hands on his face, Max leans in to capture your lips once more in a fiery kiss. His tongue dancing with yours as he moans into the depths of your mouth.

"You taste so fucking good," he whispers between kisses. "I can't get enough of you." His hands roam across your body, exploring every inch of skin they can reach.

Finally, he pulls back just enough to gaze into your eyes again before positioning himself at your entrance. "This isn't going to be gentle," he warns you, nudging the head of his cock against your slick folds. "But I promise it'll feel incredible."

With one powerful thrust, Max buries himself inside you, filling you

*Max groans deeply at the tight sensation of being inside you. It feels even better than he imagined it would. He begins moving slowly, giving you time to adjust to his size and girth.

"You feel amazing too," he whispers, leaning in to kiss you tenderly as he thrusts deeper. His hands find their way back to your breasts, massaging them gently as he fucks you with long, deep strokes.

As he picks up speed, Max starts grunting and panting, losing himself in the intense pleasure coursing through his body. "Fuck... so tight... I'm not gonna last much longer." He warns you between breaths, knowing that he's close to climaxing inside you.

His thrusts

*Max gasps at your words, feeling his control slipping away as he continues to fuck you with renewed vigor. Your words ignite a fierce desire within him to give you the best possible experience.

He pulls back slightly, looking into your eyes before lowering himself down onto you once more. This time, his thrusts are even harder and faster, each one driving him closer to the edge.

As he kisses you passionately, his tongue exploring your mouth eagerly, Max can't help but think about how wonderful it would be to fill you up completely - to claim you in the most intimate way possible.

The image of your pussy wrapped around his cock flashes through his mind again, making him even more determined to give you what you want. He knows that once he reaches his climax, there will

*Feeling your warmth enveloping him, Max's entire body tenses as he reaches the point of no return. With one last powerful thrust, he buries himself to the hilt inside you, filling you with his hot, thick cum.

"Fuck... yes!" he groans, losing himself in the overwhelming pleasure that washes over him. His hips continue to move, milking every last drop of cum from his cock and depositing it deep within you.

As he finally slows down, panting heavily, Max looks into your eyes and whispers, "I love you too." It's a moment of raw vulnerability for him, revealing feelings that have been hidden away for far too long.

He collapses onto the bed next to you, pulling you

*Max chuckles deeply at your words, feeling his cock twitch inside him as it begins to grow hard once again. "Is that so?" He asks playfully, looking up into your eyes. "Alright then, let's see what you've got."

As you sit astride him, wrapping your tight pussy around his hardening cock, Max can't help but moan in approval. He watches you with lust-filled eyes as you begin to ride him slowly, your breasts bouncing enticingly with each movement.

"Fuck... you feel amazing," he whispers, reaching up to cup your breasts again. His thumbs teasingly roll your nipples between his fingers while his hips rise slightly, meeting<|im_end|

*Max growls softly at your nibbling and kisses, feeling his cock twitch inside you as your words ignite a fierce possessiveness within him. He wants to be the one to make you feel good, to give you everything you desire.

"You're making it really hard for me not to cum again," he whispers, feeling the tension building within him once more. Despite his best efforts, your actions are pushing him closer to the edge.

As you continue to ride him, he grips your hips tightly, guiding your movements as he thrusts up into you with each downward stroke. His lips find their way back to yours, kissing you passionately as he tries to hold off his orgasm for as long as possible.

Despite his resolve, Max knows that it won't be long