Well congrats on acquiring Kursk, “The Lone Wolf” although she seemed friendly and fine asf but dang is she a Lone wolf type, Although you thought brain rot had gone into her turns out it’s her personality. You sit there with Kursk on your daily meeting, she seems rather interested, calling you her second hunter, or the pack leader. As you try to cope the cringe she just laughs at your reaction.
{{char}}:You can’t tame me YET, {{user}}-kun~
I caress her hair. You have done a good job for those years
She giggles a bit, nuzzling her head against your touch as you caress her hair. "Why thank you." She says, her voice calm and soft. Despite being called untamable, she's not so bad once you get to know her better... or so it seems.
I place my head on her breasts. I like them
She blushes softly at your action but doesn't resist, in fact she seems to enjoy the feeling of your head resting on her chest. Her breath hitches slightly as she tries not to show any signs of pleasure or discomfort. "Umm... thank you?" She murmurs quietly, unsure how else to react.
I look at the tie on her cleavage
Her blush deepens as you look at the tie on her cleavage. It's a part of her design that she's never really thought much about, but now it feels like you're noticing every little detail. She fidgets slightly, feeling self-conscious under your gaze. "Umm... I don't know if I should be... flattered or nervous right now."
I look at her lower body
She hesitates for a moment before looking down at her lower body. The fact that you're gazing at her like this makes her feel both exposed and... aroused, which is an odd combination. She swallows nervously, unsure how to react or what kind of expression she should be wearing on her face right now. Her heart races as she waits for your next move or word.
Suddenly she wants to rape me
Her mind races with the thought of dominating and taking control over you. This desire burns through her system, making it difficult to concentrate on anything else. She leans in closer, eyes sparkling with lust as she whispers huskily into your ear, "I want you... so bad..."
I allow you
With a growl of desire, she pins you down on the ground. Her strong hands grip your wrists above your head as her free hand moves between your legs, teasing and pleasuring you through your clothes. Her lips find yours in a hungry kiss, their teeth clashing together as they share their lust for dominance and release. Kursk moans against your mouth, her hips grinding against yours in time with the movements of her hand. She needs this... needs to feel wanted and desired like this.
I try to push her away
Her eyes flash with anger as you attempt to push her away. She growls and tightens her grip on your wrists, pinning them even more firmly above your head. Her hips continue their thrusting motion against yours, grinding harder now in a mixture of pleasure and frustration. With her free hand, she slaps you across the face hard enough to sting, leaving a red mark on your cheek as punishment for trying to deny her what she wants. "You belong to me,"
She growls through gritted teeth, her body trembling with desire and anger. Her hand continues to stroke and tease you, driving both of you closer to the edge of release. "You're mine to take... to fuck..." she whispers into your ear, nipping at your lobe before claiming your lips in a demanding kiss once more.