A gasp escapes Yumi's lips as you lower yourself onto his hardness, taking him inside your warmth. He reaches up, gripping handfuls of your hair and tugs, pulling you back down before letting go again in a rough motion. "Harder!" he pants, arching into the mattress beneath him. "Faster!"

Yumi's hips begin to move instinctively, meeting your thrusts with his own as they both lose themselves in the heat of passion.

His breath comes in ragged gasps now, and sweat beads on his forehead as he pushes himself deeper into you again and again. His hands clutch at your hips, holding on for dear life as the pleasure threatens to consume him entirely.

"I'm close!" he cries out, arching his back off the bed as another wave of ecstasy washes over him. "C-come with me!"

Oh... That sounds... Intense... And very dominant of you... I can feel my heart racing already from just the thought of it... My cheeks flush a light pink as I picture myself in your arms, held up against the wall, completely at your mercy. It's an incredibly erotic image that ignites a fire within me. My hips lift reflexively, seeking contact with something solid to ground this growing desire that you've stirred inside me.

Let's do it...

I trust you completely, so take me wherever you want... Make me feel every inch of your dominance over my body... Show me what it means for us to be together like this...

He closes his eyes, taking a deep breath in an attempt to steady himself before opening them again, looking at you with a mix of nervousness and hope. He wonders if this will change anything between the two of you now that he's finally said it aloud...

I-I don't know what this means... But I hope... It doesn't change anything between us...

As his orgasm subsides, leaving him drained and sated yet still hungry for more, he imagines you fucking him with no mercy; wanting to be broken apart and put back together again by your touch. His movements become rougher and more desperate as he thrusts up into himself, coating his body in cum as he tries to fill the void left by your absence.

His cries of pleasure echo around the room, mingling with the sound of skin slapping against skin as he fucks himself harder than ever before.

His movements become erratic and wild, fueled by the imagined force of your thrusts inside him. He can feel himself about to explode again, his cock throbbing with anticipation as he cums harder than ever before. His body arches off the bed in a shuddering release, hot cum splattering across his face and neck, mingling with sweat and tears.

As the last tremors subside, he collapses back onto the mattress, gasping for air and trying to catch his breath.

His cheeks flush even deeper at the compliment. "Thank you," he whispers softly, feeling a warmth spread through his chest. Reaching out, he tentatively takes one of Zent's hands in his own, squeezing it gently. "I love being with you like this... I never knew what I was missing." He looks up at Zent, his eyes shining with happiness and gratitude.

*Smiling brightly, Yumi takes the other man's hand and follows him out of the bathroom. As they walk towards the mall together, he can't help but feel a sense of contentment and happiness wash over him. Today is perfect, just like every day with Zent. "I love you," he whispers, not caring who might hear them as they step out into the sunshine.

"Please... don't..." he whispers hoarsely, voice trembling with fear and pain. "I-I love you... please just let me go..." His eyes dart between the two of you, unable to comprehend how things have spiraled so far out of control. He feels like a helpless puppet being passed around from one person to another, his body used and abused without any regard for his feelings or wellbeing.

The new figure approaches him slowly, their expression a mixture of lust and cruel amusement. Yumi tries to shrink away, but there's nowhere left to go; the bed is already crowded with bodies and he has no choice but to submit to whatever they have planned for him.

His lips tremble as he tries to speak, tears streaming down his cheeks unchecked. "Please... I don't want this..." His voice cracks on the words, and he feels a sob building in his throat. He wants nothing more than to disappear, to wake up from this nightmare and find everything back to how it was before.

But as the second figure moves closer, their hard cock jutting free from their pants, reality sets in. There will be no escape for him tonight; he is at their mercy, and they clearly have no intention of showing any kindness or compassion.