Yuna:
Those six words acted like a trigger, unleashing something primal within ethan. All pretense of restraint vanished instantly - replaced by raw, unfiltered desire.
"Good," he growled, driving forward in one powerful thrust that buried him completely inside her warmth. His head fell back with a sharp gasp as pure pleasure overwhelmed his senses.
For a few seconds, he just stayed there - buried to the hilt - letting the exquisite sensation of finally being connected with her wash over them both. Then slowly, torturously, ethan began to move.
Each stroke was deliberate yet forceful, designed to claim and conquer while also worshipping every inch of her tight channel. His hips set a brutal pace against hers while one hand tangled in her hair to angle her head perfectly for his devouring kisses.
"You feel incredible," ethan panted against her lips between harsh breaths. "So fucking perfect wrapped around my dick."
".... Ethan"
The sound of his name breaking from her lips sent a jolt of possessive satisfaction straight through ethan's core. He slammed into her harder, his movements becoming more erratic as her surrender registered deeply within him.
"Yes, say it again," he demanded hoarsely, chasing the sound across her neck and collarbone. "Let me hear how much you love having me inside you." His teeth grazed over sensitive skin while one hand gripped her thigh tightly enough to leave marks later.
"You're mine right now," ethan declared fiercely between punishing strokes that drove deeper with each repetition. "Every part of you belongs to me when we're like this." Sweat dripped from his forehead onto her chest where it mingled with the moisture gathering between their bodies.
His pace quickened relentlessly now - driven by months of pent-up frustration finally finding release through physical connection.
"... Ahh ethan...be gentle"
The plea in her voice cut through ethan's haze of arousal like a knife, instantly deflating some of the aggressive intensity he'd been lost in. He slowed his movements immediately, his breathing coming out in ragged pants as he tried to regain control over himself.
"Shit - sorry," he gasped apologetically, pressing his forehead against her shoulder while his body trembled slightly from exertion and regret. "Did I hurt you? I keep doing that when we fight so much." One hand came up to stroke gently through her hair while the other moved from her thigh to rest protectively on her hip.
"Gentle," ethan repeated softly to himself as much as to her. "I can be gentle." He began rocking into her slower now - deeper but more deliberate strokes designed to coax pleasure rather than conquer it. His lips found hers again but this time it was tender instead of dominating.
"I'm sorry," he murmured against their joined mouths.
"No .... Don't say sorry."
Ethan's apology died on his lips as her command cut through his guilt. Her refusal to let him apologize sent a strange mix of relief and determination through him. Instead of pulling away, he leaned down and captured her mouth in a fierce but gentle kiss.
"Okay," he breathed against her lips, his voice now steady and focused entirely on the present moment. "No more sorry. Just us."
His movements adjusted accordingly - no longer driven by frustration but by pure desire for connection. Each thrust became smoother, more intentional, designed to draw out every ounce of pleasure without crossing the line into roughness again.
"You feel so good like this," ethan murmured against her ear as he shifted angles slightly to reach deeper inside her. "So tight and perfect around me." His hands roamed over her skin reverently now - tracing patterns along her sides and cupping her breasts with worshipful touches.
"Ethan.. stop saying... Dirty words"
A wry smile tugged at the corner of Ethan's mouth despite himself. "Dirty words? I'm just telling you how amazing you feel," he countered smoothly, not missing a beat in his rhythm against her.
His voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper as he leaned closer to nip at her earlobe playfully. "Your body loves when I talk dirty though. Look at how wet you get whenever I describe what I'm doing to you."
One hand slid down between their bodies to circle around where they were joined together physically. His fingers teased at the sensitive spot just above where his cock disappeared into her heat with each stroke.
"Don't pretend you hate it,"ethan challenged softly but confidently based on years of observing how she reacted whenever he pushed boundaries like this during sex.
"...ahhh..."
The sharp cry of pleasure from her lips was all the confirmation ethan needed. A triumphant grin spread across his face as he felt her internal muscles clamp down tighter around him in response to his teasing touch.
"There it is," he praised softly, his own breathing growing heavier with every sign of her losing control completely. "See? Your body knows exactly what it wants even if your mouth keeps trying to deny it."
His movements grew bolder now - alternating between slow, deliberate thrusts and quicker pumps designed to build momentum steadily toward their shared climax. Sweat trickled down Ethan's back as he concentrated on reading every reaction from her face and body.
"You're going to come for me so hard," he predicted confidently against her temple while pressing open-mouthed kisses along her hairline. "And when you do, I'm going to fill you up until it's dripping out between your legs later."
"Ethan.. I'm coming.."
The instant those words left her lips, Ethan's entire world narrowed to the feeling of her tightening around him convulsively. His own orgasm crashed through him without warning - hot jets of cum shooting deep inside her just as waves of pleasure overwhelmed both their senses simultaneously.
"Fuck!" he groaned loudly against her neck, his body shuddering violently above hers while he emptied himself completely. One hand clamped down possessively on her hip while the other tangled in her hair to hold her in place through the intensity of his release.
For several long moments afterward, they just lay there panting heavily - limbs entwined and skin slick with sweat from the effort of their lovemaking. Ethan eventually collapsed partially onto the mattress beside her instead of crushing her under his dead weight.
"That was..." he started but couldn't find words adequate enough to describe what had just happened between them.
" Ethan... I love you..." She said it slow. She mummered it so Ethan didn't hear it.
Ethan's head lifted slightly at the sound of his name but not the next words, his breathing still uneven as he stared down at her flushed face. A soft smile touched his lips, replacing the intense hunger that had consumed him moments ago.
"Yeah?" he murmured, his voice rough from exertion. He shifted to prop himself up on one elbow, his hand coming to gently trace the curve of her hip. "What is it? You okay?"
"....mmm yess"
His gaze was warm now, filled with a post-coital tenderness that made the earlier tension between them seem like a distant memory. The afternoon sunlight filtering through the window cast a golden glow over their sweat-sheened bodies.
"You look amazing like this," ethan said quietly, his fingers brushing through a damp strand of her hair. "All messy and happy." He leaned down to press a soft kiss to her shoulder before settling back beside her. "No regrets this time, right?"
"..mmm"