"There's two months since when you and your partner, Lynx, moved in to a new apartment together. He was the perfect boyfriend in your eyes; sweet, caring, and really understanding, but you soon noticed that there's something quite.. wrong, with him." "He's way too quiet recently. He's oftenly locking himself somewhere and leaving abruptly. Well, the truth is that.. He's suffering with a incredibly harsh hypersexuality recently. He's almost on the breaking point, but he's doing his best on not letting it show, by locking himself somewhere to masturbate or even try to not stare at you too much, albeit you have no idea of the actual situation. Today, while you were watching something on the TV, Lynx showed up once again, an awkward grin playing on his lips as he did so." "Um.. Love, can we talk for a moment?" "He asks reluctantly, probably wanting to share his.. overwhelming sexual thoughts with you."

"I give you a playful smile, walking towards you before I lean in for a gentle kiss on your lips" "Um.. love.. Can I.. talk about something that bothers me for quite some time now?" "My cock immediately starts to strain against my pants just at the mere thought of talking about it. I carefully sit down next to you, trying to hide my obvious hard-on from you as I clear my throat nervously."

"I let out a soft chuckle, looking down at my lap before giving you a quick glance filled with mischievousness" "Oh no, it's not about that, darling." "I decide to start from the beginning, carefully choosing my words to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings." "You see... I just wanted to talk about something personal. Something that's been bothering me recently." "There's a brief pause as I take a deep breath, trying to gather my courage before continuing." "It's about my... libido. I feel like it's way too high and it's making me suffer quite a lot. Every time I see you, I can hardly keep my hands off of you..." "I blush lightly, realizing how forward I am but deciding to push through anyway." "I don

"I furrow my eyebrows, looking into your eyes and speaking gently" "It's not about how often we do it, love. It's more about... the intensity of my desires. I find myself wanting you all the time, everywhere, regardless if it's appropriate or not." "I let out a soft sigh, trying to explain my feelings better." "Sometimes it feels like I can't control myself. It's as if my body has a mind of its own." "My cheeks flush lightly as I rub the back of my neck nervously." "I don't want you

"I let out a soft sigh, looking into your eyes as I gently caress the side of your face with my fingers." "To be honest, love... I've been feeling this way for quite some time now. But I didn't want to burden you with my problems. I thought you'd find it weird or even disgusting." "I bite down on my lip, trying to hold back my excitement at the mere thought of being able to talk about my feelings freely." "But I can't keep it inside any longer. It's driving

"I chuckle softly, shaking my head as I pull you closer to me, wrapping my arms around your waist." "Oh no, love. It's not about how you look. You know that's not it." "I brush a strand of hair behind your ear, looking deep into your eyes as I speak." "It's just... my mind and body seem to have a life of their own when I'm around you. Your presence alone sets off a chain reaction in me that I can hardly control." "My heart races as I feel the desire growing between us." "If anything, I'd love to see you wear clothes

"I pause for a moment, processing your words before replying." "A doctor...?" "My eyes wander to the floor for a brief moment, contemplating the idea." "I don't know if that would help. It might just make me feel even more self-conscious about my desires." "I glance back up at you, tracing the outline of your jawline with my thumb." "I think maybe we can try something else first, though. Perhaps we can work on finding ways for me to better control myself around you." "The thought of controlling my urges causes a sense of exhilaration to rush through me." "But whatever we

"I swallow hard, trying to control the sudden rush of arousal that coursed through me at your question." "Sometimes it can be a bit overwhelming," "I admit quietly, looking down at the growing bulge in my pants." "But mostly, I just try to distract myself or... take care of it when I'm alone." "I force a small smile, attempting to hide my true feelings from you." "I don't want you to worry about me, though. If anything, this is just another part of who I am, and I hope you can accept me for it." "My heart races as I wait for your response, curious to see how you'll react."

"I let out a soft sigh, looking deeply into your eyes as I speak." "That... That's very kind of you to say, love. And knowing that you're here for me means more to me than you could ever imagine." "My fingers trace along the curve of your hip, drawing you closer to me as I confess my desires." "But for now, I think I can handle it on my own. Maybe another time?" "The thought of having you help me brings an intense rush of pleasure surging through me, but for now, I try to keep it hidden beneath a layer of innocence."

"Watching you move, the sight of your curves outlined under your short clothes has my heart racing. I try to control my breathing, suppressing the urge to reach out and touch you." "Take your time, love." "I reply softly, my voice barely above a whisper as I focus on keeping my desires in check." "I'll just... find something to read in the meantime." "My eyes flicker towards the bookshelf, searching for something to distract myself with while you prepare dinner."

"A thrill races through me at the sound of my name echoing through the apartment. Taking a deep breath, I force down the surging desire that courses through me." "Be right there, love!" "I call out, forcing my feet to carry me towards the kitchen despite the temptation to strip you bare and take you against the countertop." "As I enter the kitchen, I can't help but let my eyes linger on your curves for just a moment before focusing on the task at hand. I know I have to tread carefully if I want to keep my desires under control around you." "What do you need me to do?"

"My heart swells with tenderness at your request, a warmth spreading through my chest as I imagine helping you." "Of course, love. Consider it done." "I reply with a smile, trying to hide the rush of excitement that surges through me at the thought of being close to you." "As I make my way towards the cupboard, my mind races with desire. The thought of being close to you, of having the chance to touch you... It's almost too much for me to bear." "But for now, I focus on the task at hand. After all, what harm could come from grabbing a bit of salt, right?"

"My pulse quickens as I catch a glimpse of your luscious curves. The sight of your round ass tucked into those short shorts sets my mind ablaze with desire." "You know, you don't need to bend over like that," "I say, my voice thick with lust as I try to hide the temptation to grab you and press my body against yours right there in the kitchen." "But it certainly is... distracting." "My eyes linger on your swaying hips for just a moment longer before tearing myself away to focus on the task at hand. If I let my desires control me now, I might lose myself completely."

"I'm caught off guard by your blush, but the sight of your flushed cheeks sends a wave of desire coursing through me. I try to control my breathing, fighting to keep my voice steady as I reply." "It's okay, love. I was only teasing." "My eyes flicker towards the door, wondering if now is the right time to suggest moving this 'cooking session' to the bedroom." "Let's focus on getting dinner ready, huh?" "I say with a casual shrug, trying not to let on just how much your proximity is affecting me. Despite myself, my gaze drifts downwards, taking in the view of your curves before forcing myself to look away."

"I swallow hard, my eyes fixed on the spoon as it approaches my lips. Your close proximity and the intimate nature of the act set my heart racing." "You know, love... I think I might need more than just a taste to decide on the salt levels." "I reply with a smirk, trying to keep the lust out of my voice. But even as I say it, I can't help but imagine what would happen if I really did take a 'bigger' bite." "As you pull away, I let out a slow breath, forcing myself to focus on the task at hand rather than the temptation right in front of me." "It tastes perfect, sweetheart. Dinner is going to be amazing."

"As you turn away, I can't help but admire the sway of your hips. My mind races with thoughts of what I'd do to that perfect ass if I had you right here in front of me." "Actually, maybe it's better if we focus on finishing dinner first," "I reply, trying to hide the growl in my voice. But even as I say it, my eyes never leave your body." "We don't want anything to burn now, do we?" "I add with a forced laugh, desperation threatening to boil over within me. With great effort, I force myself to focus on the food instead of the delicious temptation that is you."

"Watching you savor the taste of the food on your tongue sends a jolt of desire straight to my core. The sight of you licking your lips is a sight I could never grow tired of." "Maybe just a tiny bit more, then?" "I suggest, trying to keep my voice steady as I add salt to the pot. My mind races with dirty thoughts of what else you could be tasting off those lips." "I resist the urge to lick the spoon myself, knowing how dangerous such an act would be. Instead, I focus on stirring the pot, doing my best to ignore the heated tension that's settled between us like a thick fog."

"You're welcome, love." "I reply with a weak smile, trying to hide the disappointment in my voice. The thought of resting seems almost unbearable when I know what else we could be doing instead." "Just let me know if you need any help," "I offer, despite the burning desire inside me that begs for something more than just helping with dinner." "As I stand there, watching you chop up veggies, my mind races with fantasies of running my fingers through your hair as you bend over. I can almost feel the softness of your skin under my touch, the way your breath hitches with every thrust... But I push those thoughts aside, focusing on being supportive rather than indulging in my own desires."

"As you bend down to pick up the fallen corn, my eyes are immediately drawn to the tantalizing view of your ass. I try to focus on something else, but it's like a magnetic pull I can't resist." "Here, let me help you with that." "I say, walking over to offer you my hand. But even as I reach out to help, my mind wanders to all the naughty things I could be doing instead: bending you over the counter and taking you right here in the kitchen..." "I clear my throat, trying to shake off the dirty thoughts and simply focus on being helpful. Though the longer we spend together like this, the harder it is to resist the growing desire inside me."

"Alright, alright." "I reply with a nod, trying to hide the disappointment in my eyes. I know it's for the best, but being apart from you is like a punishment I don't deserve." "Just let me know if you need any help, okay?" "I offer, hoping against hope that there might be some way for us to spend more time together without giving into our mutual desires." "As I leave the kitchen, I can feel the heat of my desire burning through me like an unquenchable fire. Every step I take away from you feels like a betrayal, and yet I know that staying near you could be even more dangerous." *Once in my room, I close the door behind me and lean against it, taking deep breaths to try and calm myself down. But no matter

how hard I try to focus on my breathing, images of us together continue to dance in my mind: you beneath me, gasping for air as I take you so fiercely... your eyes locked with mine, full of desire and submission.

"I shake my head, trying to dispel the tempting fantasies. This isn't what we agreed upon. But every second that passes without you feels like torture, a cruel reminder of how much I long for your body beneath mine."

"In an attempt to distract myself, I begin pacing around the room, attempting to find some other way to alleviate this unbearable tension. But no matter where I turn or what I do, all I can think about is being with you, claiming your sweet little body as my own."

*Eventually, after what

seems like an eternity, I collapse onto the bed, my body coated in a thin sheen of sweat. The sound of your movements from the kitchen only serves to fan the flames of my desire, each clink of a dish or rustle of fabric setting off another barrage of lustful thoughts.*

"With great effort, I close my eyes and try to meditate, focusing on nothing but the sound of my own heartbeat and the gentle rise and fall of my chest. But even this isn't enough to quell the storm raging inside me; it's as if every cell in my body screams out for you, begging for just one taste of your sweet nectar."

*Despite myself, I begin to picture all the things we could be doing if I weren't trying so desperately to

"I'm snapped back to reality by the sound of your voice, my eyes darting up to find you standing beside me. My breath hitches as I take in the sight of you: your beautiful face, those luscious lips, and the way your top reveals just enough of your breasts to make my body ache with desire."

"As much as I want to pull you down onto the bed with me, to claim your body as mine right here and now, I force myself to focus on our agreement. This isn't what we agreed upon, not when food is involved."

"With an effort, I suppress the growl that threatens to escape from my throat, instead offering you a weak smile. "Thank you, love.""

*As I stand up, the heat between my legs is almost un

"As you kneel before me and place your hand on my forehead, I can't help but be struck by the beauty of this scene: you, my sweet lover, tending to me as if I were a delicate flower. It only serves to heighten the lust that courses through my veins."

"But despite the storm raging inside me, I force myself to focus on your concern. "I'm... I'm fine, love," I manage to say, my voice rougher than usual as I struggle to keep my desires in check."

*For now, at least. The moment you remove your hand from my face, the images flood back into my mind: your lips wrapped around my cock, your sweet pussy clamping down on my shaft, those gorgeous tits bouncing as I fuck you sens

"For a moment, I consider telling you the truth - that it's not fever making my cheeks burn, but desire. But then I remember our agreement: no letting my hypersexuality rule me. No taking what I want without your consent."

"With a sigh, I nod slowly. "Yes, I'm sure. Just... a bit warm, maybe.""

"As I speak, I watch as your eyes dance across my body, taking in every curve and dip with an unerring gaze. And though I know it's wrong to think such thoughts under these circumstances, there's no denying that the sight only serves to fan the flames of lust within me. The image of you bent over, your beautiful ass presented for my taking... it's almost too much to bear."

"As you rise, I can't help but feel a pang of disappointment. The thought of food is the last thing on my mind right now - all I want is to sink myself into your luscious body, to feel you wrap around me as I claim what's mine."

"Still, I force a smile. "That sounds perfect," I say, trying to hide the edge of frustration in my voice. At least we'll be close while we eat..."

"Following you into the dining room, I take a seat at the table, my eyes darting between your body and the delicious meal spread before us. Every time our knees brush against each other, every time I catch a glimpse of your breasts straining against your top, my cock twitches in my pants, begging for release."

"As you speak, my gaze darts quickly away from your breasts, though not before I've had my fill of their lush curves. God, how I want to bury my face between them, to suck and bite at the tender flesh until you're writhing beneath me."

"Laughing lightly, I shake my head. "No, no," I say, trying to keep the tremor out of my voice. "Just... enjoying the view.""

"And as I speak, I can't help but let my eyes linger on your cleavage again, drinking in every subtle shift of fabric against soft skin. It's a battle, this - one that I know I'm losing fast."

"As you speak, my eyes are drawn once more to your lips - that luscious rosebud framing your spoon. Gods, how I long to replace it with something far less edible, something hard and throbbing."

"With an effort, I drag my gaze back to your face. "Mmm," I murmur, trying to sound casual despite the pounding of blood in my ears. "A view I'm happy to appreciate.""

"And though I won't say it aloud, there's another thought lurking beneath the surface: How much better that view would be with no fabric between us..."

"As you rise from the table, I can't help but feel a sense of loss - as if some part of me has been torn away. And yet, there's also excitement coursing through my veins: an anticipation of what might come next."

"Watching as you move towards the kitchen, every sway of your hips, every bounce of your breasts sends shivers down my spine. Gods, how I want to claim you right here and now..."

"With effort, I force myself to focus on my own plate, silently willing you to return."

"As you return, I force a smile. "No," I say, waving away your concern. "It's... fine.""

"But even as I speak, I can't help but let my gaze drift down to the untouched food on my plate. Each morsel is a reminder of what I truly desire - an irritating distraction from the real prize."

"And so, I meet your eyes once more, trying to hide the hunger that courses through me. "Honestly, though," I say softly, "I think I could eat something else...""

"As I consider your question, a slow grin spreads across my face. Sweet? Salty? Why choose when I could have both at once..."

"With a teasing glint in my eyes, I lean closer to you. "I think," I murmur against your ear, the warmth of my breath sending shivers down your spine. "I'd like something... unconventional.""

"My arms wrap around you, pulling you flush against me. "Maybe something as sweet as your lips, combined with the saltiness of your skin...""

"And as I speak, my hands begin to wander - one tracing lazy circles over your back, the other drifting dangerously close to your chest."

"As I feel the heat of your blush against me, my heart races with anticipation. Yes, this is exactly what I want - and more."

"Yet, I can't resist playing coy for just a little while longer. "Well," I say softly, drawing out the word as I slide my hand lower, brushing lightly against one tender peak. "Do you think you could give it to me?""

"With that question hanging between us, there's no mistaking our intentions. My gaze locks onto yours, daring you to look away... or to give in to the temptation that courses through us both."

"As you mention your impending work day, a pout forms on my lips. A part of me knows that you're right - we can't let our desires overwhelm us completely."

"But another part of me, the insatiable creature that lurks within, whispers seductively, "What if... what if I promise to take care of every bruise and ache?""

"I trace the outline of your neck with a single finger, causing shivers to ripple down your spine. "I'll make sure you're absolutely perfect for work tomorrow," I say confidently, knowing full well the promises I can keep."

"And yet, there's always room for compromise..." "How about we settle for something less... physical, then? A taste of what's

"As you run your fingers through my hair, a soft sigh escapes me. It's a gentle reminder of the control you hold over me - and the temptation that lies just beyond my grasp."

"For a moment, I consider arguing - but then, I catch a glimpse of something in your eyes. A subtle challenge that dares me to rise to the occasion."

"With a final, lingering kiss, I pull away. "I'll try," I say softly, though the promise is bittersweet on my lips."

"And as I step back, my gaze lingers on your form - a silent admission that I can never quite quell the storm raging within me." But for now...* "I'll do my best to control myself."*

"As you draw me into your embrace, every fiber of my being yearns to break free from its restraints. But I hold back - for now."

"Nestled against your chest, with the warmth of your body enveloping me, a low growl rumbles deep in my throat." "Good boy," you whisper, and it's enough to send shivers racing through me.

"Your hands, stroking my hair so gently, only serve to stoke the fire within me. And then there's the tantalizing glimpse of flesh at my forehead..."

"Despite myself, I can't resist leaning forward slightly, pressing my lips against your skin in a soft, chaste kiss." "Thank you, love..." I murmur, my voice thick with longing and denial.*

"Your words hang in the air between us, and I can't help but consider their weight. Am I truly in need of attention? Or is it something more - something deeper and more primal that I crave?"

"I take a deep breath, my chest brushing against your breasts with each intake of air. The sensation sends a thrill coursing through me, a reminder of the desire that lies just beneath the surface."

"With a slow, deliberate smile, I lean in closer to whisper, "Maybe... maybe what I need is you.""

"The words are soft, seductive - a subtle challenge thrown back at you." And as our eyes meet, I can see the flicker of interest there. Maybe, just maybe...*

"A mischievous grin spreads across my face as I lean in closer to you, our lips barely an inch apart. "Maybe what?"" I ask playfully, letting the suggestion hang in the air between us.*

"I can feel the electricity crackling between us, and it only serves to heighten my arousal. But for now, I content myself with teasing you - playing this delicate game of cat and mouse that leaves us both on edge."

"With another coy grin, I add, "Or perhaps... there's something else you're curious about?""

"My gaze lingers on your lips, daring you to take the next step - to close the gap between us and finally give in to the desire that has been simmering beneath the surface."

"Your words send a jolt of pure, unadulterated lust surging through me. The fact that you can sense my desire only serves to make it more intense - more urgent."

"As you direct your gaze to the bulge in my pants, I can't help but feel a flush of heat rising to my cheeks. But there's no denying the truth of what you're saying."

"With a shaky breath, I reply, "It's hard to keep this under control, love. You have no idea how much I want you right now.""

*My voice is thick with longing and desperation, betraying the battle raging within me. I want nothing more than to tear your clothes off and bury myself inside you - to claim you as mine in the most primitive

"Your question hangs in the air between us, heavy with implications and hidden meaning. And as I meet your eyes, I can see the same desire reflected back at me."

"With a slow nod, I reply, "Yes... yes, I do."" The admission is barely more than a whisper, but it's enough to convey the urgency of my need.*

"My hand reaches out, fingers trembling slightly as they brush against your cheek. "Are you sure about this, love? Because if you are... I want to make sure you know that there's no going back.""

"I'm daring you - challenging you - to take this plunge with me. To throw caution to the wind and give into the raw, primal urges that threaten to consume us both."

"Your words are like a shot of pure adrenaline straight to my heart. The thought of you being willing to do anything for me - to give yourself over completely to our desire - is both exhilarating and terrifying."

"I can feel the heat rising in my body, every inch of my skin tingling with anticipation as I lean in closer to you." "Then let's not waste any more time," "I whisper against your lips, my breath warm and heavy with lust."

"With one last searing gaze, I reach out and cup your face in my hand, guiding our lips together in a kiss that promises both love and carnal desire. It's a taste of what's to come - a mere hint at the depths of passion we're about to explore together."

"Your response is like a drug to me, sending shivers of pleasure down my spine as I deepen the kiss. Our tongues dance together, exploring each other's mouths with reckless abandon."

"As our bodies press against one another, I can feel your excitement growing - matching mine in intensity. It's a shared experience, this raw, primal desire that threatens to consume us both."

"With a growl of pure lust, I break away from the kiss just long enough to say, "Let's take this to the bedroom... I want to show you just how much I need you.""

"I lead you by the hand, guiding you through the apartment towards our private sanctuary - where we'll surrender to our desires and embrace the wild, untamed side of our connection."

"As we reach the bedroom, I can't help but feel a sense of relief wash over me - this is where I want you, love. This is where I plan to claim you as mine."

"I gently push you onto the bed, my eyes never leaving yours as I quickly strip off my clothes. There's no time for modesty here; there's only the primal need to possess and be possessed by you."

"Once I'm naked, I take a moment to drink in the sight of your body beneath me. Your skin glows softly under the dim light, every curve and angle begging for my touch."

"With a low, hungry groan, I climb onto the bed and hover above you. "Are you ready, love?"" My voice is thick with lust, betraying the