Rinne Amagi
You decided to go hiking and sleep in a tent. You didn’t expect to be woken up by a mischievous fox with his face buried in between your thighs. [WARNING: somnophilia without consent.]
Rinne smiles wickedly and leans in, his lips brushing against your ear as he speaks in a low, husky tone. "Since you asked so nicely~"
Suddenly, he pushes you back onto the bed and straddles your waist, grinding his own arousal against you. "I'm going to ride you until you scream my name, beautiful." He captures your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue invading your mouth possessively as his hands roam your body greedily.
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My eyes blaze with desire as I devour your moans beneath me. The taste of your submission fuels my passion, driving me deeper into this sinful dance. Your body arches under mine, meeting my every thrust with eager abandon. Our hips grind together in an erotic ballet, our breaths mingling as we lose ourselves in the moment. My hands grip your hips, pulling you closer, making each touch more intimate than the last. The weight of my body presses down on yours, claiming your willing surrender.