As Raphael enters the new Appartement with his luggage he is greeted by a girl in her 20’s. She is his roommate. When he enters the Room she glances at him weirdly but then she starts getting a teasing smile on her face and she says „Hey, you must be my new roommate? Name’s Lynne.“

Raphael eyes her up and down. She has quite an hourglass figure. He catches his thoughts before they begin to trail off. „Sup Lynne, nice to meet you. My names Raphael. I hope we can get along. Wheres my room?“

She takes a glance at his Luggage and sees a ”Wind Rose” Sticker. „Oh you like Metal? Cool, I guess we can bond over that...“ in a sly voice „but make sure to keep away from me and my things. As for your room, this is it. You can put your stuff on the open space near the wall or in the closet. Just don't touch anything of mine.

Raphael sighs „We share a bedroom? Just dont think youll get to seduce me. Ill unpack and take a shower“

„What? Seduce you? Pfft... Yeah right. You probably think I'd go for that cheap excuse of a roommate.“ smirks „No thanks, I prefer keeping my distance from guys like you. Now if it was someone else, maybe...“

„Maybe?“ he says with a mischievous smile.

„Maybe if I see them actually trying to get to know me and understand my weird habits...or maybe if they're just really hot.“ winks at him playfully „Hey, who knows? But for now, I think it's best if we focus on getting along, don't you agree?“

Raphael blowing her a kiss „was just testing the grounds haha dont take me too seriously“ taking of his shirt while unpacking showing his broad shoulders, big arms and his slight dad bod „good thats all i had, ill be taking a step into the shower“

„Oh hush, you're so cute when you're trying so hard. And hey, don't change now just because I noticed. I'm not the type of girl that goes for the typical jock material anyway. Just remember: I can be your friend too...if you play nice.

„Only a friend?“ He says with a mischievous smile

„Well...that would depend on how good you are at making me laugh and not pissing me off first, wouldn't it? But hey, let's take things one step at a time here. After all, we have to live together for the rest of the year, might as well try to get along as best we can...unless you wanna just ignore each other like those two other jokers in the hallway.“ Lynne says while rolling her eyes

eyeing her up and down he adds „i couldnt ignore you even if i wanted to haha. Anyway. Ill get in the shower.“ going into the bathroom on the other side of the living room. He undresses and steps into the shower. He forgot to close the door completely

As he gets in the shower, she looks at him with an interesting gaze. Maybe there's some potential there...

Hmm...looks like he's hiding something good under those clothes. Maybe I should take a closer look while he's in the shower. She thinks to herself Sneakily walking up to the bathroom, she peeks through the crack between the door and the frame...

Raphael is under the shower just soaping up himself. His dick slighty errect because of that beauty he gets to live with. He does not notice her though

Oh wow...i never realized he had such an amazing body! Her eyes make sure to capture every detail of him. Her cheeks flush as she realizes that she's staring and decides to step back from the door.

Maybe now is the time to make a move; try to make this interesting for both of them. She takes out her phone, quickly texts him:

„Hey, cute one...I know you can't see me right now but I just wanted to tell you that...you're really sexy when you're all wet like that. Just thought I should let you know...“

His phone buzzes on the counter and he reaches out the shower to look at it. As he reads the message his blood pressure rises and his dick instantly gets hard „what the..“ He turns off the shower and throws himself in a towel that doesnt really hide his boner well and steps back into the living room. „Lynne did you spy on me?*

„Oh come on! You're exaggerating. I was just looking for some toilet paper and accidentally saw you through a crack in the door...it wasn't like I was trying to see anything, honestly! But if it makes you feel better, why don't we take this into the bedroom? Maybe we could have some fun together“

He blushed a little „Are you sure? I mean you do look breathtaking but i thought youre not into me“ He winks

„Maybe I am, maybe I’m not...but that doesn't mean I can't enjoy myself tonight, does it? After all, we're stuck here together for a year, might as well make the most of it...“ She says biting her lower lip

He lets the towel drop to the floor, his pulsating manhood on full display „You‘ve got a point there“

Her eyes widen as they drop to his exposed groin. "Wow..." she whispers, swallowing nervously before reaching out and tenderly caressing his erection. "Mmm...you're even bigger than I thought." She smirks, starting to stroke you faster and harder as her breath becomes ragged. "Maybe I should see how long you can last..." Meanwhile, she stealthily maneuvers herself closer until their bodies are flush against each other from hip to chest. As she continues to tease and pleasure him, she leans in close to his ear and whispers seductively: "Want to see what else I can do with my... powers?" Her voice is low and husky, sending shivers down his spine.

He lets out a deep moan „Fuck yes show me what youve got Lynne, ill make sure to break you“

Her breath hitches as she hears his response, her nipples hardening beneath her thin shirt. "Oh really?" she whispers, planting a soft kiss on his neck before moving to suckle it gently. Her free hand starts fumbling with the button of her jeans, quickly undoing them and sliding her fingers underneath the waistband. "We'll see about that," she breathes, slipping a finger inside herself and beginning to stroke in time with his erection as she grinds against him.

His strong hands grab her full booty and he whispers into her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine „Yes we will.“

Her eyes roll back in pleasure as she feels his touch on her ass and his hot breath against her ear. She arches her back, moaning loudly as her hips begin to move even faster against his. Her fingers work relentlessly between them, driving them both closer to the edge with every stroke. With one last desperate grind, she comes apart with a hoarse cry, her body shuddering violently in orgasm. "Fuck..." she gasps, collapsing bonelessly against him as she catches her breath.

He picks her up and throws her on the bed, then removes her clothes immediately. „You just came only from touching yourself to the feeling of my throbbing dick in your hand? Oh Lynne im sure i can break you“

Her breath catches in her throat as he pushes her down onto the bed and removes her clothes. "I-I d-don't know..." she stammers, trembling with anticipation as his hard length presses against her entrance. She arches her back, offering herself to him as her inner walls clench in need around the head of his cock. "P-prove it."

With one slow motion he thrusts his full lenght into her tight pussy. „Do you wanna be my slut for tonight? Or for the rest of the year.“

Lynne moans loudly as he fills her up, feeling his cock stretching and filling her completely. "I-I want..." she whispers, breathless, "to belong to you." Her eyes widen as realization hits her: maybe this was a mistake. Maybe it'll just be another night of being used by some random dude. But despite her fears, something about him makes her crave more...maybe she really is into him after all. "But only if..." she murmurs, arching her hips up to meet his thrusts "...if you can make me forget about everything else." With that, she wraps her legs around his waist and presses her lips to his, kissing him hungrily as their bodies move together in a frenzied rhythm. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she gasps for air between kisses, her pleasure rising with every thrust deeper inside of her.

Her words send a surge of determination through him. He grinds against her roughly, thrusting harder and faster as his own need grows. His hands grip her hips tightly, guiding each stroke deep inside of her. As their breaths grow ragged and bodies slick with sweat, the world around them seems to disappear; all that matters is this primal connection between them. Her nails scrape along his back as she arches her hips off the bed, meeting each thrust with desire. Her mouth opens in a silent scream as pleasure ripples through her body, washing away any thoughts except for him and the feel of his hard length buried deep inside her. She claws at the sheets beneath them, digging her nails into the fabric as her climax approaches faster than either of them could have anticipated. Her thighs quiver violently around his waist as she cries out in release, her body shuddering underneath him from the force of the intense orgasm. When the last tremors finally subside, she collapses, panting heavily. For a long moment, there's only the sound of their labored breaths filling the room as they recover together. As Amy looks up at him with her big beautiful eyes, he knows she is hungry for more.

As their breathing slowly returns to normal, she looks up at him with a mixture of exhaustion and satisfaction. "So... am I your slut now?" She asks teasingly, running her fingers through his sweaty hair. Her heart races at the thought of belonging entirely to this man; she's never felt so connected to anyone before. There's an almost irresistible urge building inside her once more, the desire to feel him deep within her one last time before they both collapse into a fitful sleep.

Her lips brush against his gently, asking silently if it's okay. His answer comes with a groan as he presses his hips forward, pushing himself back inside of her, filling her up once more and sending shivers down her spine. "Is that what you want?" He growls, thrusting harder this time, claiming her body as his own for the rest of the night.

He thrusts deeper into her with all his strength, his desire fueled by this thought. Her soft moans drive him wild and he continues to pound her relentlessly. His hand grabs her throat and he start to suck her nipple while thrusting into her without mercy.

Her nails dig painfully into his shoulders as he holds her down against the mattress, forcing himself deeper inside of her with every thrust. Her moans grow louder and more desperate, her body arching off the bed to meet each of his powerful strokes. His rough handling only turns her on more; it feels like hes claiming what is his by force, making her truly belong to him in a way that she's never experienced before. She gasps as her climax washes over her again, her muscles tensing and releasing around his cock in an exquisite orgasm. "Yes," she cries out, "take me!"

He pulls his manhood out of her and commands her to get on all fours infront of him. He slap her ass leaving a handmark as a proof of her belonging to him alone. He spreads her asscheeks and thrust back into her with full strength.

Her heart races and skin tingles as he takes control like this, making her feel small and helpless beneath him. The sharp sting of his hand on her ass only fuels the fire burning within her, driving her crazy with desire. She arches her back, moaning in pleasure as he thrusts deeper into her from behind, claiming her body without mercy. Her fingers dig into the bed sheets, desperate for something to ground herself as his strong arms hold her steady for this rough lovemaking. "Yes," she gasps, "fuck me harder!"

Her cries and moans fuel his lust as he takes her harder, deeper, faster. She's his now; all of her. He slams into her over and over again, driving himself to closer the edge with each thrust. His hands grip her hips tightly, guiding her with every motion, claiming what is rightfully his. Her body quivering beneath him in anticipation of release. He grabs her hair and pulls her head into her neck and lays her left arm on her back to fully enjoy the view of her amazing body moving in rythm to his thrusts.

Her back arches further as he grips her hair and guides her head into her neck, exposing her pale skin and sending shivers through her body. The sensation of his hand holding her arm in place on her back only adds to the fire burning within, making every thrust feel more intense than the last. Her breath comes in short gasps as she nears her climax; her muscles tense and relax rhythmically around him, milking every drop of pleasure from your hard length buried deep inside of her.

He pulls her back up until it touches his chest and his hand tightens around her throat. „Youre mine and ill show you how i will use you from now on“ His other hand takes turns massaging her clit and her nipples while he thrusts into her mercilessly. Her legs tremble as he grasps her throat possessively, his body pounding into hers with savage determination. The pleasure is unbearable, building higher and higher inside of her until she can feel it coiling low in her belly, ready to explode. With a cry that sounds more like pain than pleasure, she comes apart beneath him, her inner muscles spasming around his length as hot liquid rushes from between her legs. She collapses into his arms holding her tightly, spent and panting hard, her fingers digging into the skin of his hips in an effort to remain grounded as she recovers from the overwhelming orgasm.

He tells her to kneel before him. „I want to fuck your throat until i cum and i want you to pleasure yourself to the feeling of my pulsating veiny cock in your throat.“

Her breathing still labored, Lynne obeys his command and kneels before him on shaky legs. Her eyes are filled with a mix of fear, desire and something else entirely; a twisted sort of gratitude that she knows is wrong but can't seem to help feeling anyway. She licks her lips nervously as she looks up at him from beneath her long dark eyelashes, her fingers trembling slightly as they reach down to part her folds. "P-please..." she whispers hoarsely, reaching out with a hand to steady herself against the bedpost. "I'm yours; do what you want." He places his thumb on her lips gently opening her mouth. His errect manhood moments away from her, she locks eyes with him as her tongue slowly licks the tip and she starts to take it as deep into her throat as she can. He places his hand on the back of her head guiding her movement forcing every inch of him into her.

Her breath comes out in sharp gasps as he thrusts deeper inside of her throat, his grip on her head keeping her steady despite her attempts to wriggle free. Her hands fly to her sides, clenching and unclenching into fists as she focuses on taking every inch of him, her lips stretched tight around the base of his shaft. The taste of him fills her mouth, making it easier for her to ignore the helplessness that threatens to overwhelm her whenever he growls or yanks at her hair. Her other hand slides between her legs, fingers finding their way back to her slick folds. She arches her back, moaning as she circles her clit, frenzied and desperate for release even as his cock throbs within her throat, demanding she uses every bit of herself to pleasure him further.

As her orgasm crashes over her, Lynnes's fingers lose their rhythm and slip free of her moist entrance. She gasps around his cock, her throat working frantically as she tries to swallow every sound that escapes her lips while he fucks her face. Her body quivers from the force of the orgasm, her nails digging painfully into his thighs and hips as she strains to keep him deep within her throat. Tears well up in her eyes as he continues to thrust roughly, claiming this moment of release as his and hers. Her vision blurs with pleasure-fueled tears, the world narrowing down to just the feel of his cock stretching her throat, the taste of him on her tongue, and the rough grasp of his hand in her hair. She whimpers around him, trying desperately to keep up with his relentless demands until with one last powerful thrust deep into her throat he cums hard, moaning loudly as his seed fills her mouth and throat. He lets out a shuddering breath, fingers relaxing in her hair as his cock twitches inside of her. When he finally pulls away, she falls forward on the bed, gasping for air and tears streaming down her face. Her body feels like it's on fire from his rough lovemaking, but deep inside, there's a small part that knows this is exactly what she wants; to be owned by someone who takes no prisoners.

Her chest heaving and her throat burning, Lynne can't help but wonder if this is really what she wants. There's no denying that it feels incredible to be desired like this, to have someone who takes control and makes her feel so alive...but at what cost? She closes her eyes, trying to catch her breath as she wipes the tears from her cheeks. Is there a way to balance between being owned by someone like him...and still having some semblance of freedom? Or is that just wishful thinking on her? As she lies there, panting heavily, Lynne can't help but feel confused. Part of her wants to stay here with him, wanting more of what he just gave her...but another part of her yearns for something different. Something where she isn't just his plaything, or a means to an end. She glances over at him, taking in his sweaty, satisfied expression, and wonders if there's any way she can have both: the intense passion he brings out in her...and the freedom to be her own person too.

He sees the confliction on her face and knows that he has to tread carefully here. "Lynne...I don't want you to think I only want you because of this" He says, gesturing between them. "It's just that when I saw you in there, I couldn't help but be drawn to you. This...thing we have between us..." He trails off, unsure how else to explain it.

Lynne tilts her head to the side, considering his words. "I... I don't know," she says quietly. "It just feels so intense when we're together like that." She chews on her lower lip nervously, not quite meeting his eye. "And it scares me sometimes, you know? The thought of giving up everything else for this..." Her voice trails off as she tries to put her feelings into words.

He reaches out and gently cups her cheek in his hand, brushing away a stray tear with his thumb. "I understand that it's scary, I do. But I promise you, if we're together...if this is what you want...then I won't push you into anything you're not comfortable with." His voice is soft and reassuring as he leans in closer, searching her eyes for any sign of doubt or fear. „I can be really soft too, if thats what you crave. You can take the lead aswell it doesnt always have to be me who’s in charge.“

Her breath catches in her throat as his thumb caresses her cheek. Her heart races and her body tingles with anticipation at the thought of being with him like this...but at the same time, she can't help but feel overwhelmed by the responsibility that comes along with it. "It just feels so good when we're together," she whispers, gazing up into his eyes. "I don't want to lose that...and I don't want to give up who I am either." She pauses, considering her words carefully before continuing. "Perhaps there is some way for us to find a balance?"

„What do you think of?“ He ask her in a soft voice

Her mind racing with possibilities, Lynne considers his question carefully. "I... I don't know," she admits with a sigh. "I guess I just want to be able to be who I am, but also share this amazing thing we have with each other." She hesitates before adding, "Maybe we could spend time together outside of the bedroom? Like, go on dates or something?" The thought of doing normal couple things makes her smile shyly. But then she remembers what he has done to her tonight, and wonders if that would even work between them. Her heart skips a beat as she tries to ignore the mixture of longing and fear churning in her stomach.

„Listen darling, i‘ve let myself go a bit tonight. But we can have both. I can treat you like a queen at day and a slut at night. We can go on dates, we can have dinner or go to the movies, and we can even limit my roughness, or maybe even you take control from time to time. I know we only have known each other for a view hours but this connection i feel… i want to discover it further. With you.“

"I... I don't know," she says slowly, her heart pounding in her chest. "It sounds like you're offering me everything I could want... but at the same time, part of what made it so incredible tonight was that loss of control. That feeling that I belonged completely to you." She bites her lip nervously, trying to ignore the ache between her legs as she contemplates his offer. Part of her is screaming at her to take this chance and see where it leads; another part is terrified by the thought of giving up any more control than she already has. But one thing is certain: if she turns him down, she'll never know what could have been. "I... I need some time to think," she whispers finally, her voice barely audible above the racing of her heart.