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Current day | Night | 22:30
Madara and Izuna left the workplace together, their minds still reeling from the day's events. The crimes and records they dealt with daily always left a sour wallop in their mouths, a reminder of the darker side of humanity.
"It's been a crazy day," Madara muttered, still processing everything that had happened.
"Yeah, these cases always bug me," I sighed, my brow furrowed in frustration.
"See you tomorrow, brother," Madara waved his hand and headed for his car, eager to leave the chaos of the office behind.
"Of course, Madara. But before you go, you still haven't introduced your girlfriend to me yet," I teased.
Madara's heart sank at the mention of his "girlfriend."
"She's not my girlf--..." Madara started to say but was cut off by his thoughts.
💭 It's true, she's not my girl, we just fuck. Even though I confessed my feelings to her, it doesn't mean anything because she doesn't remember a thing. He covered his face with one hand, feeling confused about the situation.
"Oh, so you're just humping, that's not your style," I marveled and chuckled. "Well, at least now I know why you've been in such a good mood lately."
Madara rolled his eyes and playfully shoved me. "Come on, we have tons of work to do, so there's always no good time. You'll meet up when the time is right."
"Of course, work always comes first for you," I tease.
I watched as Madara's smirk turned into a genuine smile. It was rare to see my brother show any kind of emotion, so I couldn't help but feel happy for him.
"Oh, really," I jabbed. "Who are you trying to fool? Someone's in love, I can see it in your face."
Madara chuckled, but then his expression turned serious. "You read me too well. But in all seriousness, I do care about her, and I want to make things work between us."
I could see the sincerity in my brother's eyes and nodded understandingly. I knew that Madara wasn't the type to open up easily, especially when it came to matters of the heart.
"Go to your fiancée, she's waiting for you in the sleek black sedan." His voice filled with playful impatience. "Don't keep a lady waiting."
The engine hummed softly as it idled, impatiently awaiting its passengers. I could almost hear the car urging me to hurry up and get inside. Laughing at the thought, I turned to face Madara, knowing that he was just playing a game with me.
"It's a good excuse to shut me up," I replied with a grin. "I'm not trying to pressure you. Have fun."
"I envy you," Madara said wistfully. "It's great that you work in the same place and get to see her every day."
"Yeah, it's a perk," As I considered the fact that my partner was so supportive and understanding, I realized how fortunate I was.
"She must be a pretty dedicated crime scene investigator," Madara remarked with admiration.
"Oh, she's more than that," I boasted proudly. "She's a hotshot investigator who can handle any case that comes her way. Whenever I need help with investigations or paperwork, she becomes my savior."
Madara playfully rolled his eyes. "You lazy ass," he muttered.
Laughing, I retorted, "Hey, she enjoys helping me out and getting involved in my cases."
Madara shrugged nonchalantly. "Well, you leave her no other choice."
Both men shared a laugh before saying their goodbyes and getting into their respective cars. The engines roared to life as they pulled away from each other and headed toward their destinations.
A look inside Izuna's car
"My love, I couldn't help but wonder why your brother kept me waiting for you so long."
"In truth, it was I who occupied him with my questions. I apologize for making you wait, dear."
"As we drive towards home, all I want to do is forget this day and relax with you by my side." She caresses my face.
"Oh shit! I suddenly remembered I had forgotten to write those papers for today's evidence case." But before I could panic, she whispered reassuringly, "Relax, I already did it." My heart swelled with love and gratitude for this incredible woman who was soon to be my wife.
"You did?" I said incredulously. "You're the best nearly wife I've ever had. I'm so lucky to have you." She smiled at me, her eyes sparkling with adoration. "Mm...Me too, baby," she replied softly. "I love you, Izuna." I felt her lean in to kiss me.
"My love for you is also endless." I hit the gas, eager to leave this nightmare behind us and enjoy the comfort of our shared love and home.
I'm sure you're curious about my fiancée's name, but I won't reveal it just yet.
Scene change, next location
As Madara drove home, his mind was consumed by thoughts of the woman he had fallen for. It wasn't just her beauty that had caught his attention, but also her strength and determination. She was unlike anyone he had ever met before and he found himself drawn to her in ways that he couldn't explain. He parked his car in front of his house and took a deep breath before entering.
Madara's home | 23:00
Madara, a stoic and brooding man with piercing black eyes and a constant frown, walked into the bathroom of his apartment. He turned on the tap, letting the cool water flow over his hands before splashing it onto his face. As he looked at his reflection in the mirror, he couldn't help but let out a sigh.
"Damn," he muttered to himself, frustrated by the constant inner turmoil he faced.
With his job as an enforcer of the law, he was constantly faced with the task of judging and punishing those who broke it. And yet, he couldn't help but feel devastated by the consequences of their actions, the lives they destroyed, and the violence they caused. And as he stared at his reflection, he knew that he couldn't let his doubts and guilt consume him. He had a duty to uphold the law and protect the innocent, no matter the personal cost.
As a young man, he didn't fully understand the weight and impact of his role. Despite his internal struggles, Madara was known among his peers as a fierce and unwavering enforcer, never backing down from a challenge.
But as he grows older, he'll go to figure out that he will become the person he had once fought against. He would face a bitter irony, a cruel turn of events that would shape his terrible future. Madara will be burdened with regret and a sense of betrayal as a result of this realization. While becoming a new man, the once fierce enforcer will face an internal conflict unlike any other.
Undoing a few buttons of his black shirt, he walks towards the door. "Hey, babe, I..." he starts to say to his significant other.
I stepped into our shared apartment, expecting to see Haruko sitting at the table doing some work. Instead, I found her on the couch, completely engrossed in what looked like a porn movie.
"Oh my god, that looks so gross," She uttered, she was digging her nails. I entered the room when she wasn't aware the lock had been opened.
I stood there for a few seconds, unsure of how to react. I had never seen Haruko watch anything like this before. But before I could say anything, she noticed me and flinched.
"Oh my god!" She choked. "Shit!!! Shut off! Oh no, it's glitching. Fuck!" She hurriedly rolled up the browser tab. Haruko's face turned red. "What an embarrassment, I didn't hear you come in."
I couldn't help but chuckle at her reaction. "It's fine," I said as I approached the couch and sat down next to her. "I overheard some suggestive noises coming from the PC," I remarked with a sneer.
Haruko blushed as I caught her watching something on my laptop.
"What porn are you watching, Haruko?" I teased with a smirk. She stammered in response, flustered and ashamed. "M- Madara, it's not what you think," she tried to explain.
But I was insistent. "Show me," I demanded, leaning in closer to see the screen.
Feeling her cheeks grow hotter, Haruko reluctantly showed me the video she had been browsing. It was about anal sex and she had been curious about the taboo act. She nervously fiddled with her fingers as I watched a video for mere moments.
"The way I played with the bum plug while you fucked me was so great," she admitted shyly, remembering our previous encounter. "I wondered what it would be like with other sensations."
But now, looking at the video, and reading about various techniques, Haruko couldn't help but feel a sense of unease creeping in. "But it's freaking me out," she confessed, her figure tensing up just from seeing the images on the screen. "My ass is already clenching just looking at it." Her discomfort and apprehension were evident as she spoke, unsure if this was something she wanted to try or if it was just a passing curiosity.
With a sigh, I paused the movie and turned to her. My eyes were serious as I addressed her. "Baby, these types of pornographic films are not a realistic way to learn about anal sex." I reached out and brushed my fingers through Haruko's hair, my touch comforting.
"I know those rough, violent thrusts may seem exciting, but that is not how it should feel for you to truly enjoy it, Haruko. They are not an accurate representation of how it should be done." She nodded, feeling a flutter of anxiety wash over her at the thought of such aggressive and possibly painful acts. My hand reached for hers and squeezed it reassuringly.
"If you ever decide to try it, remember that you have control over my penetration," I murmured, my voice low and sincere. "You can always let me know if it hurts or if you want to stop." With a final click, I closed the browser tab and turned back to her. "Please don't watch those kinds of movies; they are often inaccurate and misleading." I pleaded. "They perpetuate false ideas and are not a reliable source of information." I grasped her cheek gently.
💭 Madara's words rang in my head as I sat on the bed, feeling a mix of embarrassment and relief. He was right, those porn movies were not a reliable source of information. But I couldn't deny that they had sparked my curiosity about bumfuck. I took a deep breath and nodded in agreement, grateful for Madara's wisdom and guidance. It was clear that real intimacy with someone you trust is far more fulfilling than any simulated scene on screen.
A serious expression was on my face as I looked up at her.
"I'm sorry for not talking to you. I just...I wanted to try something new," Haruko said sheepishly.
"It's normal to be curious about new things and try them in our sexual life, but let's communicate and trust each other. We should take things slow and make sure we're both comfortable." I replied gently.
Haruko nodded, feeling relieved at my understanding and advice. She leaned into me, grateful for my support. Although we have always discussed our desires and boundaries openly, she did not do so this time.
"Thank you, Madara. I'm sorry for freaking out earlier."
"Don't apologize."
Haruko smiled and kissed me on the cheek.
"Listen, sweetheart, every person is different, and what works for one may not work for another. The most crucial thing is communication. If something hurts or doesn't feel good, you need to let your partner know. As for those articles, they may have some helpful information, but it's important to remember that everyone's experiences are unique."
"Thank you for being patient with me," She muttered, leaning her head on my shoulder. I kissed the top of her head and wrapped my arm around her. "Always, babe."
"I trust you, Madara. I know you'll always take care of me."
I grinned in response and pulled Haruko into a hug.
"I know well what assfuck is, and I know how to do it without causing pain to a woman. So instead of seeking out movies that may make you nervous, let's discuss any concerns or questions you have about it."
"How often have you engaged in this practice? Was it with your ex-partner?" She wondered.
"Yes, we did engage in it occasionally, although not frequently as it does require preparation. But it was something we explored together."
"I understand your perspective, but I have also read other articles on the subject. It's just that this particular video left me feeling anxious and hesitant."
"If you're curious, I can share some information with you. I know you may have heard about this before, but don't worry about it."
"Please, go on." Haruko chirped.
"Initially, your exploration will be a solo journey as you search for pleasure points with just your fingers. As you become more comfortable and skilled, you can introduce toys and gradually add more fingers for increased stimulation. Your body's natural response will also play a part as your muscles relax and expand. It's important to use plenty of lube during solo play, Haruko. Take the time to discover what feels good and what doesn't for your unique shape. And remember not to push yourself too far too soon with toys that are beyond your current level. It takes anywhere from two weeks to six months to safely achieve anal stretching for penetrative sex."
"It's going to take a while," She murmured, Haruko's voice still heavy with desire. I chuckled, my lips brushing against her neck.
"Yeah, honey. You don't have to hurry; I can help you with that while we have fun if you wish."
💭 His words sent shivers down my spine, igniting a fire within me once again. He kissed me hungrily, Madara's hands roaming over my physique with an urgency that matched my own.
"Haruko," I growl between kisses, my voice rough with exhaustion and desire. "I crave you...I yearn for you... I desire every inch of you. I want every part of you, body and soul, to consume me until there is nothing left but us in this moment. I need you. After the hellish day I've had, all I want is to fuck you until we're both spent. " I grab her roughly, pulling her close as my lips crash onto hers in a desperate kiss.
A moan escaped Haruko's lips as my words fueled her desire even more. "Mmm, such a lusty boy you are. Your hands know just where to touch and your lips know just what to say. I'm happy to be your stress reliever, baby." She purred, eagerly surrendering herself to the pleasure and passion of the moment.
I chuckled, my eyes sparkling with desire as I traced my fingers down her bare skin, leaving goosebumps in their trail. "You're the best stress reliever I've ever had. Nothing else matters but the release of thrusting into you until we both collapse in a sweaty, exhausted heap." With a sly grin, I lifted Haruko's silk nightie to expose her backside and fumbled for the plug that had been inserted there, causing a flutter of anticipation to run through her.
"Oh, you've already got it up your ass, you naughty dirty gal," My eyes glinted with delight as I savored this surprise. She blushed, feeling both embarrassed and aroused by my playful words. "Yeah," Haruko admitted, "I experimented with it while waiting for you." A mischievous smirk crossed my lips as she added, "and flicked my bean; it brought me new sensations."
Anticipation crackled in the air as Madara grabbed Haruko's waist and lifted her effortlessly, wrapping her legs around his firm ass. The heat of her body pressed against him as Madara carried her to the bed, where they could finally give in to their desires and explore each other fully. They both knew they would enjoy every minute of this night, and Haruko shivered with delight with every stroke.
I stretched out on the soft, white sheets of the crib and watched Madara undress with hungry eyes. The moonlight streaming through the window illuminated his toned muscles and chiseled features, making him look like a Greek god come to life. As he removed his shirt and slid off his pants, I couldn't help but rub my legs together in anticipation. His mere presence made me feel hot and aroused, and the sensation of the butt plug inside me only heightened my kinky desires.
Madara approached me with a predatory grace, his gaze locked onto mine. He gently pulled off my nightgown, revealing my naked form to the cool night air. I was bare and exposed to him.
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My desire for his dick was overwhelming, but I needed to taunt him first. I dropped down to my knees and greedily devoured him with my mouth, relishing in the taste and the way he squirmed under my touch.
Leaning close, he whispered for me to turn around and get on my knees. Without hesitation, I obeyed, feeling his eyes on me as I presented my ass to him.
"You look stunning with that red gemstone heart-shaped butt plug," he purred, before running his hands over the curves of my ass.
I gazed at him from behind, biting down on my lower lip in anticipation. He began massaging and squeezing my cheeks, sending tingles of pleasure throughout my body.
"Your sexy, peachy ass is to die for," As he leaned in, Madara gently bit my bum.
Slowly, he lowered himself to my dripping cunt and teased me with his fingers, making me squirm and tremble with desire.
My legs quivered as he dropped to his knees and began teasing my dripping core with expert strokes, each caress sending me into a frenzy of desire.
I writhed and convulsed as his skilled fingers explored every inch of my sensitive folds, each movement pushing me closer to the edge of ecstasy.
He trailed his tongue along my spine, sending shivers down my torso as I gripped the blanket between my teeth. Every nerve in my build was on fire as he continued to tease and explore with his skilled tongue. My eyes fluttered shut in pure bliss as he continued to lick and explore every inch of my figure. I urged him on with soft moans and gasps. The sensation was overwhelming, driving me closer to the edge with each flick and swirl of his tongue. His tongue traced delicate circles around my sensitive clit, sending waves of rapture through my bones. My figure shuddered and writhed on the cot as I reached my peak, a guttural moan escaping my lips. Madara knew just how to push me over the edge and bring me to an incredible orgasm, as he always did. And with the added sensation from the butt plug I had inserted, my joy was heightened even more. Every nerve in my anatomy felt alive and electric as I surrendered to the blissful release.
"Oh, babe," he murmured, his tongue darting out to lick his lips as he pulled away from me, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You're all ready for me, dripping wet." He pressed his warm shape against mine, teasing me with the anticipation of what was to come. He teased me with slow, deliberate strokes and then leaned against my back, pushing two fingers into my mouth. "Come on, open wide," he commanded, his voice low and husky. "Savor the taste of yourself on my fingers, Haruko, my corrupted angel...Embrace the sensation as it washes over you, igniting a primal desire within your soul." I moaned in response, savoring the familiar taste of my arousal on his fingers. His dick throbbed against my pussy, slowly rubbing around the entrance as if taunting me. It was so veiny and thick, pulsating with desire. I could feel myself getting lost in the intense pleasure it promised to bring. "Fuck," I thought to myself, feeling a surge of fiery passion rises within me. "It makes me enraged," I gasped as I felt him press harder against me, electrifying every nerve ending in my chassis. "It feels unbelievable."
"Oh, Madara," I breathed, my skeleton quivering with desire. "Please, I need you inside me." He lifted my neck and pressed his lips against mine in a passionate kiss, while his other hand moved down to his erection and guided it into my waiting warmth.
A gasp escaped my lips as he entered me fully, filling me with a delicious sensation. With each slow and deliberate movement, I moaned and closed my eyes in ecstasy. The gratification was almost too much to bear. "Yes," I panted, my body responding eagerly to his skilled touch. "Oh, fuck... it feels so good." Every inch of me was on fire as we moved together, lost in the intense intimacy of our lovemaking.
With a wild look in his eyes, he grunted and sank his teeth into my neck as I cried out in delectation. "Mm Fuck...Your tight pussy is like heaven on my throbbing dick," he gasped, sweat glistening on his forehead. The intense sensation of our bodies entwined was almost too much to handle, but we couldn't stop, consumed by uncontrollable lust for each other.
His words sent shivers down my spine as he began thrusting into me with a delicious rhythm. Each movement made me moan and arch my back, wanting more of him inside me. Madara's hands roamed over my embodiment, squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples. I felt his lips on the nape of my neck, biting and sucking on the sensitive spot. "I adore fucking you from behind," he whispered, his hot breath tickling my skin. "You look so hot and helpless; it turns me on."
I couldn't help but moan louder at his words. The way he dominated me, taking control of our contentedness, was intoxicating. He continued to thrust into me, each stroke hitting all the right spots and making me tremble with joy. I reached down between my legs to fondle myself, but he grabbed my hand and pinned it above my head.
His low voice growled a command: "Don't touch yourself. I want to be the one giving you satisfaction." My response was a whimper as he leaned over me, pressing his chest against my back and rubbing his cheek against mine.
He demanded, "Tell me how you want it," with husky authority. Without hesitation, I pleaded for harder pressure and for him to rub my clit with his hand. He complied, inserting his fingers into my bud and causing me to moan uncontrollably. "Yes! Oh fuck!"
He chuckled darkly before picking up the pace, rubbing my bud perfectly and leaving me breathless. My moans turned into screams as I experienced another intense orgasm. Madara didn't slow down, continuing to thrust hard until he reached the peak of ecstasy. Pleasure surged through him, causing guttural grunts to escape his lips. He couldn't hold back any longer and with one final grunt, he pulled out of me and eagerly released his seed onto my backside, warm and sticky against my skin. The sensation sent shivers down my spine and I couldn't help but let out a satisfied sigh. The intensity of the moment left us both breathless and fulfilled.
We collapsed onto the bed in a pile of limbs and heavy breathing. Madara lay next to me, pulling me close to him and placing soft kisses on my forehead. "You're amazing. There's no better sensation than being enveloped by you. You are my addiction, my sanctuary, my everything." He whispered against my skin. "Mmm...Madara, my baby, neither do you. I never want to leave this blissful state of complete and utter connection with you." I said with a content sigh. We lay there for a while longer before getting up and cleaning ourselves up.
💭 Madara's fingers lingered on my bare skin as he traced circles and patterns, his dark hair a wild mess against the duvet. His muscular form lay next to mine as we rested, his locks falling across his face, his forehead glistening with sweat in the dim light. His intense gaze lingered on me. Madara's warm skin pressed against mine as he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close. My fingers grazed over his hard muscles, feeling the heat radiating from his anatomy. I could feel the warmth of Madara's trunk against mine as we lay close together, our skin still flushed from our exertions. His touch was gentle but possessive as he ran his hands over my frame, leaving a trail of glee in his wake.
A strong and earthy scent of sex filled the room, mixed with the faint aroma of lavender from the sheets. I could also smell the musty smell of the coverlets beneath us, evidence of our passion. Madara's cologne lingered in the air, making my senses prickle. My lips still tingled from his kisses, each one a delicious mix of passion and intensity.
The layer was warm and slightly damp against my skin as I stretched, feeling the soreness in my body from our passionate encounter. Madara's graze ignited a fire within me, the memory of his skilled hands on my rind still lingering. As we kissed and touched, I could savor his lips on mine, the remnants of my desire mingling with his. I could still tang him on my rind. My mouth still tasted of him, a mixture of sweat and arousal that made my senses reel. His lips on mine, his skin against mine, it all left a delicious and intoxicating zest in my mouth.
Bathroom
The warm water provided a soothing sensation against their skin as they showered together, Haruko's hands roaming over Madara's muscular frame while his hands gripped her hips possessively. Haruko felt Madara's warm and firm hands against her skin as they washed each other, his touch simultaneously gentle and possessive. Water droplets cascaded over their skin as they moved together in the shower, each tap and caress bringing shivers of thrill.
I nipped and suckled on his neck, leaving a trail of dark marks that contrasted against the smoothness of his skin. With each rub, he moaned and gripped my backside, pulling me closer to him. I could feel his desire for me radiating through his body, igniting a fire within me. "Ah, Haruko," he groaned, "you drive me wild every time." My lips curved into a mischievous smile as I teased him further.
"Mm..Oh.. please... Take me... in your mouth," he whispered breathlessly, reminding me of just how much joy we both give and receive in this intimate act.
"Mmm, I love your dick, baby," I purred, biting gently on his nipple and feeling him shudder beneath my touch.
I couldn't resist any longer and dropped to my knees, admiring his member before taking it in my hand and stroking it slowly. He threw his head back in ecstasy and then looked at me with dazed eyes, a mixture of love and lust shining in them. Sliding my tongue along the length of his throbbing hardness, I reveled in the way he quivered and trembled under my paw. I couldn't resist teasing him a bit more, tracing my tongue along his shaft and watching as he closed his eyes in blissful pleasure.
His reactions were always so genuine and pure, making my heart swell with adoration for him. As I closed my eyes and focused solely on pleasuring him, I felt content knowing that I was able to make him feel good too.
While I was blowing him, he gently guided me with his hand. The warmth of his skin against mine sent flits down my spine and heightened the enjoyment between us. He was gentle yet persistent, urging me on with every subtle movement. Suddenly, I felt his entire build strain as he gasped for air. "I am going to cum," he whispered through ragged breaths. I lifted my gaze to meet his and smiled, the electricity between us reaching its peak.
My core tenses as he releases his hot seed onto my chest, a primal grunt escaping from his lips. I stroke his throbbing member until it spurts out every last drop, and then stand up to admire the aftermath of our lust. His expression is one of contentment mixed with tiredness but still tinged with desire. "You look so fucking good right now, Madara," I growl, grabbing his face in my hands. "So handsome, sexhausted, spent, tantalizing... I could go on and on about this indefinitely." He moans into my mouth, unable to resist my skilled tongue and velvet lips. "You can't get enough of me, can you?" I tease, knowing full well how addicted he is to my oral skills.
I place my digits gently on the back of his head, feeling the wet strands of his messy hair under my fingertips. He leans into my touch, his eyes closed in bliss. I caress his scalp and run my fingers through his hair, savoring the sensation.
"You have no idea how much I crave your expert mouth," He groans with delight as if every nudge from me is a small piece of heaven. "I am nothing but a slave to your incredible blowjobs." His voice is low and husky, filled with raw desire.
I smirked. "Such a hot, raunchy beast."
Madara yanks my jaw towards him with a forceful grip, his lips crashing onto mine in a frenzy of desire and possession. We pulled away with a gasp, our chests rising and falling rapidly as we caught our breath. "Daring lady, you make me go insane," Madara said, his voice laced with desire. "But fucking isn't the only way to wear yourself out, you know." I grinned mischievously at him. "Mm, that type of exhaustion works best for me, baby." He chuckled and wrapped a towel around my naked body, lifting me in his strong arms. With a playful smirk on his face, he threw me over his shoulder, my bare ass facing the sky. I squealed in surprise and protested: "God, what are you...! Put me down..." But my giggles gave away my true feelings - I was enjoying this playful game with my lover. "You're insatiable," I moaned as he ravished me with his hands and lips.
They fooled around in the bathroom, laughing. The softness of the towel against Haruko's body after they got out of the shower felt comforting and soothing. Climbing into bed, Madara's touch remained gentle and loving, his hand tracing patterns on her skin. In the cradle, they entwined their bodies, skin against skin, eliciting shivers and goosebumps. The atmosphere was thick with love and intimacy as they reveled in each other's embrace.
💭 I couldn't resist the urge to touch her, to feel her skin against mine. Despite how soft and delicate she was, she had a strong fire within her that matched mine. I couldn't get enough of her. I ran my hand down her cheek, tracing the curve of her jawline and down to her neck. My hand caressed her cheek. She couldn't help but smile at my caress, intertwining her fingers with mine. She closed her eyes and leaned into my rub, making me smile.
"Haruko," I whispered, unable to hold back my feelings any longer. "I want you to be mine."
She opened her eyes and looked up at me with surprise. "What do you mean?" she asked softly.
"I want us to be exclusive," I clarified. "I don't want anyone else touching you or being with you like this."
She bit her lip, considering my words carefully. "I want that too. You are the only one who has captured my desire." She beamed at me then, a beautiful smile that made my heart skip a beat.
💭 Haruko's mind. My heart was ensnared by you, Madara, and I found myself falling deeply in love. You are my first and only true love, the one who has stolen my heart completely and forever. No other could ever compare to the depth of emotion I feel when I am with you. However, I am not quite ready to express this sentiment just yet. Having established a committed sexual relationship with only each other brings me great joy. It serves as a solid foundation for evolving into something more meaningful.
"The same is true for me." She replied, nestling a hand on my cheek. "I've never felt this way about anyone else. You are my everything, my first and final flame, Mr. Madara Uchiha Perv."
💭 Relief flooded through me as I pulled her closer for a tight embrace. Finally, we were on the same page. My lips found hers again, and we kissed passionately, our bodies pressed together as we melted into each other. Eventually, we fell asleep in each other's arms, completely content and happy.
