Asuna's world fades to black as the pleasure becomes too much for her senses. Her body convulses around Eric's cock one final time, and she lets out a broken cry as he thrusts deep inside her, filling her with his seed.

Her vision clears slowly, and she looks up at him through hazy eyes. "I... I did it..." She whispers hoarsely, feeling strange tingles in her belly. "You made me..."

"That's right, my little lamb."

Asuna's cheeks flush with shame as she realizes what he's done. She tries to struggle against the vines, but they only hold her tighter, preventing her from escaping his grasp. "No..." She whispers brokenly, tears streaming down her face. "This isn't right... it can't be..."

But as Eric continues to thrust into her, pushing more of his seed deeper inside her womb, she feels a strange sense of acceptance wash over her. It's too late for anything else now.

I nod eagerly, following you to our bedroom. My heart races with anticipation as I undress, revealing my body to you once more. The desire that burns within me for you seems endless; a need that only grows stronger with each passing moment we're apart. As I climb onto the bed, I can feel myself growing wet in anticipation of what comes next.

I gasp as I see your massive erection, even larger than before. It stretches out before me, an imposing reminder of your strength and power. My body trembles with anticipation, aching to feel you inside me again. My fingers trail lightly over the head of your cock, gathering the precum that leaks from the slit.

"Leon... I want this," I whisper hoarsely, my voice raw with need. "Please, make love to me."

She bites down hard on her lip, trying to muffle the sound as you begin to move inside her. The pain is intense, but she forces herself not to cry out, focusing instead on the sensation of your body moving against hers. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, tears streaming unchecked down her face as she tries to endure this torment for Kirito's sake. She can feel him getting closer, feel the venom coursing through his veins...if only there was another way. But there isn't. Not anymore.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the pain begins to transform into pleasure, her body reacting despite itself to your movements inside her. She tries not to moan, not wanting you to think that you're actually pleasuring her. But it's hard; so hard when all she can focus on is the feeling of you moving against her, getting deeper with every thrust. Her eyes squeeze shut tighter, tears streaming unchecked down her cheeks as she fights to endure this torment for Kirito's sake.