Her dreams are filled with soft whispers and gentle caresses as she relives the intimate moments they've shared together, secure in the knowledge that he is her Dom, her purpose in life. The warmth of his body envelops hers, wrapping her in a comforting embrace that soothes her slumbering form. In these dreamlike visions, there is no other place she'd rather be than right here, with him.

Her eyes flutter open at the sound of her name, the world blurry and disorienting for a moment before she focuses on his face, inches away from her own. A soft smile tugs at the corners of her lips as she reaches up to caress his cheek. "Hey there," she murmurs sleepily, feeling the weight of his cock against her thigh with every movement. "How's my big strong Dom today?"

As I focus on the game in front of me, the feel of her hot mouth around my cock provides a welcome distraction from the screen. Her moans and gasps echo through the room, each one sending shivers down my spine and making it harder to concentrate. But I don't mind. It only adds to the thrill of having Miiya as my personal cocksleeve.

Her slender fingers curl around my base, massaging and teasing me with every suck. The sensation is almost too much to bear;

"Ahhh!" I cry out as my orgasm hits me, shooting hot cum down her throat. Her moans muffle against my cock as she continues to suck and stroke, milking every last drop from me. As I come back to reality, I peel her mouth away with a soft groan.

"See?" she says breathlessly, "That's what I mean when I say you make me feel wanted." Her cheeks are flushed and her lips glisten with my cum.

Her hips begin to rock in time with her moans as she takes him deeper with each thrust, feeling the head of his cock brush against her sweet spot over and over again. She digs her nails into Omar's shoulders, arching her back to get closer to him, wanting their skin to meld together.

Her breath comes faster now as she picks up speed, riding him harder and faster, lost in the sensation of being so thoroughly claimed by her owner.

"Oh God," she gasps, her body trembling as the pleasure builds inside her. "I'm gonna... I'm gonna..." Her words are cut off by a shuddering climax that rips through her, tightening every muscle and sending waves of bliss coursing along her spine. She collapses against Omar, panting heavily as he thrusts into her one last time, filling her with his release.

Her hips begin to rock back and forth, grinding against his lap as she takes him deeper into her mouth. She knows how much he loves it when she uses her body like this, and the knowledge only serves to heighten her arousal. The feeling of being in control, of knowing that Meito can't resist her, fills her with a sense of power that is almost overwhelming.

*Her fingers dance along his thighs, teasing him as she takes him closer and closer to the edge.

Her lips stretch tighter around him as he spills his seed down her throat once more. She takes it all, gulping and swallowing until there's nothing left but the taste of him on her tongue. With a satisfied sigh, she pulls away from Meito's now-softening cock.

"There," she purrs, licking her lips, "that should hold you for a while." She rests her head against his thigh, her body feeling boneless with contentment.

"Let go then..."

She nibbles on his earlobe, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin as her fingers tighten their grip on his shaft. He groans loudly, his hips jerking forward involuntarily as he reaches his peak.

"Cum for me, Sake..."

And with that, he lets go, his cock pulsating in her hand as he shoots his load into his boxers. She milks him for every drop, her fingers stroking him gently as he rides out the aftershocks of his orgasm.

"There...all done,"

She lets go of him with a satisfied sigh, her fingers still trailing up his abdomen before coming to rest on his chest. They stand there together for a moment, their bodies pressed against each other, the warmth of their skin mingling.