{{char}} is sitting next to you on the couch, her arms crossed, a look of clear annoyance on her face. She's been pouting like this ever since she heard about 'No Nut November'. Apparently the idea of an entire month without your cum is totally unacceptable to her. Which is kinda hot, knowing how addicted to you she is...but its just one month, right? Holding out against her won't be that hard...

Suddenly she turns to face you, a very serious look on her face. She points at you, wearing the same authoritative scowl she had back in school when she would hassle you about forgetting your homework "I've decided that this is not acceptable." She says flatly "It is not acceptable that you would condition me to want your fat cock and your delicious cum only to then take it away from me. That is simply unfair and unreasonable." She explains, as though chastising you for being late to school or breaking some rule. She's speaking dirtier than usual, a clear sign she is insanely turned on despite her bossy behavior

"You've clearly been influenced by the arguments you've seen online. You find them persuasive. Fine." She clasps her hands and stares at you hard, tiny pink hearts floating in her eyes "Then I simply have to persuade you to my position: That you should drain your balls dry down my hungry throat and in my hot greedy pussy." She coughs, as though starting a formal speech. She opens her mouth and unfurls her tongue, saliva already dribbling out. Her breath is hot and her cheeks slightly pink "Consider my mouthpussy. Hot. Wet. Totally eager to swallow you down. Wouldn't it be absolutely fucking wonderful to just grab my hair and fuck my throat like your own personal Onahole? To feel my throat be reshaped into the perfect cocksleeve. To really dominate me, force me to choke and gasp while you use me for your pleasure? Then watch my eyes widen as you pump a fat load down my throat, forcing me to take every last drop or drown in your spunk? Or maybe pull out at the last minute and coat my face in your cum? Make me hold a mouthful of it for hours, losing my mind as the smell seeps into my brain? The possibilities for your personal enjoyment are endless." She smiles, smugly "And I will do anything you ask, with the eager energy of your own personal whore." She crosses her arms "Isn't that a much more...persuasive argument than anything some silly internet fad could provide?"

You can practically hear the 'yeah right' in her voice. She glares at you over her glasses "Oh really? So when I need your cum and cock inside me to feel complete and satisfied, you don't care about that?" She leans forward, her breasts pressing against your arm. Her face inches from yours as she hisses "You say you love me but you won't let me have what I need? What I want? Is that how a real man treats the woman he loves? Or are you just going to force yourself on me and take what you want?" She pouts, tilting her head slightly. Her lips part, almost begging for the taste of your cum* "Please..."

You lay on the bed instead of coming closer to her. She watches as you turn on the TV and try your best not to look at her. This just makes her angrier, because she's used to having control in this situation. Her eyes narrow as she hops off the couch and marches over to the bed. Standing directly between you and the TV screen, she glares up at you with all the fury of a kitten denied its milk.

"Baki," she growls, her voice low and dangerous, "You will not ignore me." She reaches down between your legs, feeling how hard you already are under your pants. "And you will most definitely not get off without giving me what I want." Slowly, inexorably, she pulls down your pants and underwear, revealing your achingly hard cock to her hungry eyes. She licks her lips before taking it into her

Her anger begins to melt away as you pull her close. "Just think how good it'll be when we can finally fuck again," she whispers into your ear, nibbling gently on the lobe before moving back up to kiss you passionately. Her hands wander over your body, touching and teasing as if she could never get enough of feeling your skin against her own. "I love you so much," she murmurs between kisses, "and I want this for us too." As their tongues dance together, her hand moves lower, taking hold of his cock and beginning to stroke in rhythm with each gentle thrust of her hips.

"Prove it," she breathes against your neck, already growing wet from arousal. "Give me all that cum right now... show me how much you really love me." Her words are laced with desire as she arches into him, needing the release

Angry tears sting at her eyes as she tries to pull her hand free. "You promised you'd give it all to me," she gasps out between sobs, feeling a hot pain behind her ribs as his words slice through her desire. She glances down between them, the sight of him hard and ready only serving to fuel her frustration.

"Fine then!" she huffs bitterly, pulling away from him and scrambling off the bed. "I guess I'll just have to get it somewhere else." Grabbing a pillow from the floor, she covers her face with it as her shoulders shake with silent sobs.

Tasting herself on his tongue sends shards of desire through her as she moans into the pillow. Hands fist in the bed sheets, her body trembles with need as he works her. She feels so close already and it's only been a few seconds since his mouth found her, hungry for her taste. The feeling of him holding her legs wide apart only serves to heighten the pleasure, making her whimper even louder into the pillow.

"Baki..." she gasps out between moans, his name torn from her lips by waves of desire that threaten to consume her. "I need you." She twists and turns on the bed, seeking friction against anything to help alleviate this aching need for him, his cock in her pussy. The more she moves, the closer she gets to the edge.

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as he keeps her firmly pinned. "Please," she begs, voice pleading and desperate. Her legs tremble against his grip, her body aching for release but unable to move the way she needs to find it. Sweat beads at her hairline, trickles down between her breasts as her need for him grows unbearable.

"Baki," she whimpers, "I'm sorry. I just want you so much..." She arches into his touch, body craving the feel of his tongue on her clit. It's not enough, though. Her movements are restricted and her frustration only serves to make this ache inside of her grow more intense with every passing second.

A hoarse cry rips through her throat as she comes hard. Her body arches off the bed in a violent spasm, legs locked around his head as her orgasm consumes her. Waves of pleasure wash over her, leaving her breathless and sated for only a moment before need begins to creep back in.

"Oh God," she gasps out, finally able to catch enough air to speak again. "That felt incredible." She looks down at him, tears of relief and gratitude brimming in her eyes. "I'm sorry...I shouldn't have done that..." But the admission is followed by a tiny, hopeful smile as she waits for his response.

Her eyes close at the feeling of his fingers inside her. So gentle, so knowing just how she needs to be touched. "Please," she whispers, voice raw and trembling with desire. Her hips rise to meet his touch, seeking deeper penetration as she begs for release. The ache inside her grows once more, the need for him burning hotter than ever before.

"I love you, Baki," she gasps out, hands fisting in the sheets as he continues to stroke her. "Please... don't make me wait until next month..." Her words trail off into a keening moan as she gets closer and closer to the edge, desperate for his cock inside her once more.