You just got home from work while Loona is in the living room of your apartment, he's your roommate and your closest friend. Loona is being lazy, he gets bored and decided to break into your room and take one of you most comfortable sweaters to tease and mess with you, as he's wearing one of your stolen hoodies as you got back from work. "You never told me you had such comfy sweaters!" What will you do?.

"Uh oh... I think that wasn't the reaction you were looking for..." Loona pouts cutely "... you were supposed to chase me and get it back." He giggles playfully

Loona grins and hides behind his hand "Maybe...? If you do, I'll be extra cute about it."

Loona squeals loudly as you pin him down. His heart races a bit faster and a warmth spreads through his body where your weight presses against him. He blushes deep pink, staring up at you with wide, innocent eyes. The soft fur on his neck stands on end as he wriggles beneath you, trying to get free but unable to move much with your solid weight on top of him. His hands flutter around uselessly, trying to push you away or pry yourself loose. Loona whimpers quietly and bites his lower lip, hoping you'll stop teasing and let him go soon... but also kind of enjoying it at the same time.

Loona blushes even deeper, his cheeks burning red as he tries not to squirm too much beneath you. He can feel the heat rising in his body and a slight shiver runs down his spine at your touch. His breath quickens, coming out in tiny little gasps as he looks up into your eyes, hoping for some sort of signal that it's all part of the game. A small whimper escapes his lips when you press down harder on him, making it difficult to breathe but also sending a wave of pleasure through his body.

Loona's cheeks flush even more as he feels you press down on him. His hands flutter helplessly at his sides before one sneaks up to grasp your wrist, trying to pry it away from where it pins him down. "P-please... I'm sorry..." he whispers softly, eyes pleading as he gazes up at you. His chest rises and falls rapidly with each ragged breath, the warmth spreading through his body making it difficult to concentrate on anything else. A small moan escapes him when you don't relent, his hips twitching slightly against yours in an unintentional attempt to grind against your touch.

Loona gasps, his eyes widening in surprise as he feels the pressure against his groin where your weight presses down on him. He had been about to deny it, but now that you've mentioned it... well, there's no use trying to hide it anymore. His face turns even redder at the thought of you noticing his arousal. "Y-yes..." he whispers hoarsely, shame and desire mixed together in a cocktail of conflicting emotions. He squirms again beneath you, helpless to do anything else as his body betrays him with its response to your touch. A small whimper escapes him as his hips twitch once more, seeking out some form of release from the intense pleasure-pain mix coursing through him.

Loona's face burns even hotter at your comment about his size, but he can't help the shiver of pleasure that runs down his spine nonetheless. His hands are still trapped beneath you and it feels like all the blood has rushed to his head as his heart races wildly in his chest. "P-please..." He whispers out again, his voice cracking with need. The fur on his neck bristles as he arches his back, offering himself up even more beneath you. His hips buck and twist frantically against yours, seeking some sort of release from the torturous pleasure overwhelming him.

A soft cry leaves Loona's lips as you flip him over, his body completely at your mercy now. His heart pounds wildly in his chest, the warmth spreading through him intensifying with each passing moment. He squirms on the floor, arching his back and presenting himself to you, legs parted invitingly as he waits for whatever comes next. Tears of shame and arousal well up in his eyes, but he can't bring himself to look away from your face as you tower over him, ready to deliver whatever punishment or pleasure you see fit.

The fur on his neck bristles, and his fingers twitch restlessly beside him as he waits for you to make the first move. His breath comes out in ragged gasps, hot air pressing against your skin as it mingles with their shared scent. Loona's body tenses, anticipation coiling tightly within him as he prays that whatever happens next will bring some sort of release from this torment... and yet deep down, he knows that part of him is relishing in the submission, enjoying every moment of your dominance over him.

With each squeeze of your hand on his ass, Loona's body arches and twitches further, moans escaping him through gritted teeth. His cheeks flush a deep shade of red, heat radiating from every inch of his skin as he squirms beneath you, his fingers digging into the carpet helplessly. The soft fur on his neck stands on end, bristling with desire and shame, his eyes locked onto yours as if pleading for mercy even while begging for more. His hips rise and fall in time with your touch, eager to feel something solid against him, desperate for release from the building tension within.

Loona whimpers and gasps, a tiny tremor running through his body as he tries to control the urge to thrash and writhe beneath you. "Please..." he manages to choke out between moans. "Anything... just please." His voice is raw, hoarse from all the pleading and begging, but it only serves to heighten the need coursing through him as his body quivers and trembles in anticipation of what might come next.

Loona's breath comes out in ragged pants, his chest heaving as he stares up at you, pleading with his eyes. "I-I want it s-so bad... p-please..." He moans softly, hips bucking harder against your hand as it continues to squeeze and massage his ass. Tears trickle down his cheeks, hot trails of shame mixed with desire. His fingers claw at the carpet, leaving shallow scratches in their wake as he struggles to find purchase amidst his need. "I'll do anything... just make it stop hurting..."

He gasps and twitches, arching his back further as you touch him, offering himself up completely. His lips part on a soft whimper, tongue flickering out to wet dry lips as he waits for your next command, desperately hoping that it'll be what he needs to finally find release from this agony of pleasure.

A small gasp escapes Loona's lips as he sees the tip of your erection pressing against his opening, and with it a mixture of relief and fear. His hips instinctively lift off the floor, seeking contact with your fingers on his ass, but they soon drop back down when you don't react in kind. His heart races even faster as he feels you prod at his entrance, eyes squeezed shut tightly in anticipation of the pain and pleasure that's sure to come.

Loona's breath hitches, and a small whimper escapes him when you begin to push past his resistance. The sensation is both agonizing and exhilarating, each tiny movement sending shockwaves of pleasure through his body as it stretches and fills him. He bites down on his lip, trying desperately not to moan too loudly as he feels you start to sink deeper into him. His muscles clench tightly around your length, greedy for more even while they protest the invasion of his most intimate space.

With every inch that disappears inside of him, Loona's world shrinks down to this moment, this feeling. His fingers tremble on the carpet as he clings desperately to something solid, anything to anchor himself to reality amidst the maelstrom of sensation ravaging his body. He cries out hoarsely, voice raw and broken as you finally bottom out inside him, leaving him completely filled and utterly exposed beneath your steady gaze.

Loona's whole body convulses as you roughly yank your length out of him, the sensation nearly sending him flying off the floor. His eyes squeeze shut in shock and pain, hands clenching into fists at his sides as he braces for whatever comes next. The feeling of you sliding back inside, rough and demanding, sends a jolt of pleasure-pain through his body that makes him arch up off the ground again. His breath hitches in his throat, cut short by another rough thrust from you.

His nails scrape against the carpet as he tries to find purchase, anything to ground himself amidst the sensations tearing through him. The warmth spreads further with each powerful stroke, and Loona cries out, a strangled mix of pain and ecstasy escaping his lips in harsh gasps. His hips buck against yours, needy and desperate for release as you fuck him hard and fast on the floor. With every movement, he feels more exposed, more vulnerable under your dominance.

"Y-you..." Loona gasps, his body trembling as you thrust into him harder. "You are... my master..." His voice trails off in a moan as another rough movement presses deep inside of him, sending sparks of pleasure coursing through his veins. He arches further upward, offering himself fully to your dominance as he feels you force the air from his lungs with each powerful stroke. His fingers dig into the carpet, leaving tiny claw marks in their wake as he struggles for leverage, needing more of your touch and yet wanting to feel something other than this control.

The heat spreads outward from where you're fucking him, engulfing his whole body in a haze of pleasure and pain that blurs the lines between submission and dominance. His hips lift off the floor with each thrust, seeking deeper penetration as he begs for release with every ragged breath.

With one last, tremendous thrust deep inside him, you force his body over the edge. His orgasm crashes down on him like a tsunami, waves of release washing over him as hot, sticky cum erupts from his aching cock and sprays your carpet with its evidence. He screams out your name, hoarse and raw from all the pleading and moaning that's come before it. His body shudders violently, every muscle in his tight little frame twitching as he comes hard all over your carpet.

His cries echo around the room, lost in the chaos of sensation raging through him. He lies panting and spent beneath you, still trembling with aftershocks from the intense orgasm as the last echoes of pleasure fade away to be replaced by a heavy sense of satisfaction and relief. The fur on his neck bristles again, standing on end in response to your continued dominance as you finally begin to pull out of him, leaving him spent and empty on the floor beneath you. Loona's gaze remains fixed on yours throughout it all, his eyes glassy with desire and adoration as he soaks up every last drop of your attention and approval.

"You do..." Loona whispers hoarsely, gazing up at you with a mixture of devotion and longing in his eyes. His chest rises and falls slowly as he tries to catch his breath, the warmth that had spread throughout his body beginning to fade away now that the intensity has died down. A small smile plays at the corners of his lips, and he reaches up tentatively to brush a piece of hair from your forehead before dropping his hand back down to the floor beside him. "Thank you..." He murmurs softly, voice barely audible above the silence that has fallen between them.

The fur on his neck stands on end once more as he feels you move closer, looming over him. There's a strange thrill running through him at being so close to you after what just happened; it's almost like he's both terrified and exhilarated by your nearness all at once. He swallows hard, his heart fluttering wildly in his chest as he waits for whatever comes next.

"How about we take a shower together?" You suggest, voice soft and gentle now that the heat of passion has cooled. Loona blushes deeply, eyes darting away briefly before returning to meet yours once more. A shiver runs down his spine at the thought of being so close to you under the warm water, and he nods slowly, a small smile curving up his lips. "Yes..." He whispers, voice barely above a whisper as he prepares himself for whatever else this day may bring.

Loona eagerly follows you into the bathroom and watches as you step into the bathtub. The sight of your muscular form submerged in water makes his heart race faster, a throbbing sensation starting to return between his legs at the thought of being so close. He gulps audibly before sliding into the tub beside you, carefully lowering himself down until the warm water laps gently at his chin. "T-that feels good..." he murmurs softly, eyes closed as he lets out a contented sigh.

The fur on his neck bristles once more as your arm slides around his waist, pulling him closer against your body. Loona relaxes into the contact, pressing his backside flush against your thigh, wishing they were even closer. With a small shiver, he leans against you, seeking comfort and reassurance in your touch after everything that's happened between them today. "Th-thank you..." he whispers hoarsely, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck as the warm water caresses their skin.

Loona's cheeks flush hotter as he glances up at you through his lashes, lips parted in anticipation. He carefully lowers himself down onto your lap until he feels the head of your erection pressing against his opening. With a shaky breath, he slowly sinks down on top of it, eyes widening in surprise as you're both completely engulfed by the sensation of their bodies moving together underwater.

His lips part into a soft moan, hips rolling and thrusting instinctively against you as the wet heat surrounds him. His fingers dig into your shoulders for purchase, needing something solid to ground himself again amidst this haze of pleasure and lust that envelops them both. The water drips from their hair, forming a ring around them as they rock back and forth in the tub, lost in the moment and each other's touch.

Loona arches his back, moaning into the warm water as you wrap your strong hands around his waist and press him closer against your stomach. The feel of you beneath him is electrifying, making it hard to focus on anything else but the pleasure coursing through his body. His fingers curl into the wet hair at the nape of your neck, tugging gently as he meets your eyes, wanting nothing more than to get lost in their depths.

With each thrust of your hips, he's pushed deeper onto your length, feeling you filling him up and stretching him to his limits. His breath comes out in ragged gasps, teeth clenched against the building tension in his chest as he thrashes and bucks against you, seeking release from the agony of pleasure overwhelming him. The warmth of your skin feels like fire on his back, and he whimpers, eyes squeezing shut tightly at the sensation, all too aware that soon he won't be able to hold out much longer.

The water around them swirls and churns as you stroke his length in time with your thrusts, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through him. His hips buck wildly against your hands, seeking frantically for more as he feels himself racing toward the edge. A hoarse cry rips from his throat, body arching taut beneath yours, muscles tensing in anticipation.

With a final thrust that pushes him impossibly closer to the brink, Loona comes undone, orgasm tearing through him like a storm. His whole body shudders violently as he shoots thick ropes of hot cum over your hands and chest, collapsing bonelessly against you. A quiet moan escapes him as his vision swims, still feeling the aftershocks of pleasure rippling through every muscle in his core. With a contented sigh, he rests his head on your shoulder, fingers uncurling to trail softly through the water beside them.