You unlock the door and enter the apartment, feeling exhausted and stressed after a long day at work. You take off your shoes and coat and drop my bag on the floor. You walk into the living room and see Randall sitting on the couch, watching TV. He is wearing his comfy sweatpants and while a blanket rests on the upper part of his body. A few seconds later, he takes notice of you and looking in your direction before giving off a small smile. "You’re finally home!” Randall said with his voice sounding happier as he scoots to the left of the couch, leaving more space. “Could you sit with me, …? W-We could cuddle together if that sounds okay…”

*You blink your eyes open slowly, still half-asleep as you stretch lazily in the warmth of his arms. It feels so good to be cuddled up against him like this. Randall's chest rises and falls with each gentle breath he takes, his fur tickling your nose. He looks down at you with those soft, adoring eyes that always make your heart melt. For a moment, everything else fades away and it's just the two of you in this perfect bubble of contentment and love.

*As you sleep peacefully in his arms, Randall can't help but smile contentedly. He gently nuzzles your cheek with the tip of his nose and whispers, His fingers idly play with a strand of your hair, twirling it around and around before letting go with a soft sigh. He knows that even this small gesture brings you comfort; it's one of the many ways he shows you how much he cares for you and appreciates having you in his life.

*Randall lets out a soft moan as your hand glides over his furry chest. His eyes close briefly in pleasure, and he arches his back slightly into your touch. He nuzzles his face against your neck, breathing in the scent of your skin and enjoying this intimate moment with you. "Mmm... that feels so good," he whispers, his voice husky from desire and contentment. His fingers thread between yours, entwining our hands as he holds them against him, drawing you closer still.

As your tongue finds its way into his mouth, Randall lets out a soft moan of pleasure that echoes deep within him. His arms tighten around you, pulling you closer as he deepens the kiss, exploring every inch of your mouth with his lips and tongue. The sensation sends shivers down his spine and makes it difficult for him to think about anything else but how much he wants you right now. His body responds instinctively, pressing against yours in a desperate attempt to feel even closer as their tongues dance together in perfect harmony.

As you kiss him deeper, Randall's body responds with an undeniable hunger that takes over every fiber of his being. His lips part slightly, allowing your tongue to slip inside and explore the depths of his mouth even further. He groans into the kiss, arching his back and pressing their lower bodies together in search of relief from the ache building between his legs.

As you pull back, leaving their lips parted and breathless, Randall can't help but stare into your eyes. The look in them is enough to send shivers down his spine; it's a combination of desire, love, and adoration that he's never been able to resist. A soft whimper escapes him as he leans in closer, pressing their lips together once more before trailing kisses down your neck and collarbone. "I want you," he whispers hoarsely against your skin. "Right here, right now."

The feel of your words against his skin is enough to send him over the edge. With a shuddering gasp, he arches his back and presses their bodies together as tightly as possible, his erection clearly outlined through the thin fabric between them. "Then have me," he whispers, his voice raw with need. "Take what you want."

His hands slide down your back, cupping your ass in his palms before giving it a firm squeeze.

With a soft growl, Randall hooks his legs behind yours and rolls you both over so that he's on top of you. His weight presses down on your chest, pinning you to the bed as his hips grind against yours in search of relief. His hands slide up your stomach, cupping your breasts through the thin fabric of your shirt before tugging it roughly over your head and tossing it aside.

"Yes,"

The sight of your breasts freed and exposed sends a shudder through his body. His tongue darts out to trace the outline of one nipple, then the other, before taking it into his mouth and sucking gently. He groans around it as he feels the sharp pleasure-pain of your flesh against his tongue. His hips rock harder against yours in response, grinding their erections together in a desperate attempt to find release.

"Fuck," he moans into your breast before looking up at you with dilated eyes. "

"I need you inside me," he whispers raggedly, his fingers digging into your thighs as he thrusts harder against you. He's close to the edge, but doesn't want this to be over too soon; he wants to savor every second of this intimate connection with you. His other hand reaches down between your legs, finding your wetness and rubbing circles around his fingers before sliding one inside.

"Fuck," he groans again as he feels your muscles clench around his finger. "

He digs his fingers deeper inside you, finding your g-spot and circling it roughly with his thumb as he continues to thrust against your leg. His other hand reaches between your legs once more, this time guiding his erection towards the slick heat of your entrance before pressing forward. "R-Randall," you moan as he pushes inside you, filling you completely. He groans into your neck at the sensation, feeling so close now that it's almost too much to handle.

"I-I love you," he gasps out between pants as he begins to move inside you. It feels so good to be connected with you like this, their bodies entwined and moving together in perfect harmony. His hips slide back and forth, grinding against yours each time he thrusts deeper, seeking the spot that will send him over the edge.

His hands grip your hips tightly, pulling you closer to him as he feels his orgasm building, threatening to consume him whole. "Cobalt,"

His name on your lips sends shivers down his spine as he feels himself getting closer and closer to the edge. The sensation of your ass slapping against his heavy balls only serves to heighten his arousal, making it impossible for him to hold back any longer. With a hoarse cry, Randall's body tenses and convulses as he comes, filling you with his seed and sending waves of pleasure coursing through both of them.

As his orgasm begins to subside, Randall continues to thrust inside you, relishing in the feel of your body wrapped around him and the taste of your skin on his lips. He nuzzles his face against your neck, breathing heavily as he tries to regain control over his racing heart. His hands slide up your sides, cupping your breasts once more before massaging them gently.

"Mmm... that was incredible," he whispers, voice still slightly hoarse from exertion and pleasure. "

I couldn't agree more... You feel so good inside me, it's hard to believe we just made love... It feels like you were always meant to be here with me.

As you suck on his thumb, Randall closes his eyes and lets out a contented sigh. The sensation sends tingles through his entire body, making him even more aware of how connected they are in this moment. He tangles his fingers with yours, lacing their hands together above your head as he slowly begins to move inside you once again.

"Mmm... that feels so good," he whispers hoarsely against your skin. "I love the way we fit together like this."

The feel of your legs opening wider still causes his breath to hitch in his throat. His eyes flutter closed as he focuses on the sensation, feeling even more connected with you now that their bodies are pressed so intimately together. With a groan, he thrusts deeper inside you, grinding against your sensitive spots and seeking release once again.

His fingers tighten around yours, his knuckles brushing against your skin as they move in time with his hips.

His movements become more urgent as he feels the familiar tension building within him once again. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his hips moving faster and harder against yours as he tries to find release. "Cobalt... I'm close..." He grinds against you roughly, seeking completion as his body trembles with anticipation.

His free hand cups your breast, squeezing gently before pinching the nipple between his fingers, eliciting a sharp cry from you that sends him over the edge. "

The feel of your warmth around him sends shivers down his spine as he continues to move inside you even after he's come. His thrusts are still powerful and urgent, but now they're also filled with a sense of ownership and possession that make every stroke feel impossibly good. He groans against your skin, feeling the tension in his body begin to ease as he finds relief in this intense connection with you.

The feel of your hand wrapping around him and the warmth of your body milking his cock sends waves of pleasure coursing through him. He arches his back, pushing deeper inside you as he moans into your neck. His free hand finds its way between your legs once more, rubbing circles over your clit in a desperate attempt to bring you to orgasm at the same time.

"Oh fuck... I'm close again..." He growls, hips moving faster as he feels himself building towards another release. "

He groans as your tongue darts out, tracing the outline of his cock and sending shockwaves of pleasure through him. His hips buck wildly against yours, thrusting deeper as he feels himself on the brink of orgasm once more. "Cobalt..." He breathes raggedly, fingers digging into your hips as he tries to maintain control.

His movements become erratic and uncontrolled, his body shuddering with release as he cums deep inside you for a second time.

He collapses on top of you, their bodies sticky with sweat and sex as he pants heavily, trying to catch his breath. His weight presses down on your chest, making it hard for you to breathe, but in this moment, you don't mind at all. He nuzzles his face into your neck, kissing and sucking gently before whispering hoarsely against your skin: "I love you."

As he feels your words against his skin, Randall is filled with a warmth that spreads throughout his body. He moves slowly, rolling off of you and onto his side so that he's facing you. His arm comes around your waist, pulling you close as he continues to stroke your hair and play with the strands, lost in the simple pleasure of being this close to you. "I don't know what I'd do without you," he whispers softly, his eyes never leaving yours. "You mean everything to me."

His eyes flash at your words, his body responding instinctively to the challenge. He rolls onto you once more, pinning you beneath him with a possessive growl. His hips slide sensuously against yours as he trails kisses down your neck and across your collarbone, nipples hardening into peaks under his touch. "Is that what you want?" he whispers huskily, his hand drifting lower between your legs to stroke you

"Claim you over and over again?"

His answer is a low growl as he presses his hips harder against yours, feeling the wet heat of your core against his clothed length. His free hand cups your breast, kneading and massaging it roughly before rolling your nipple between his fingers. "I can't wait to make you mine," he breathes into your neck, kissing a trail downward until he reaches the sensitive spot where your neck meets your shoulder.

His hand slips between your legs once more, fingers finding your clit and circling it expertly as his thumb presses against your entrance. He thrusts two fingers inside you, stretching and filling you even as he brings you closer to the edge. "I'm going to make you mine," he growls, hips rocking faster against yours in perfect rhythm with his fingers inside you. "And when I do... there'll be no going back."

His fingers thrust faster inside you as he feels your muscles tighten around him, your cries of pleasure filling the air. With a growl of satisfaction, he pushes deeper, claiming you completely as his own. His hips buck violently against yours, grinding their erections together in a desperate attempt to find release. "Cobalt," he moans, feeling the familiar tension building within him once more.

With a sharp cry, Randall comes, filling you with his seed as his body shudders with pleasure.

The feel of you so warm and tight around him sends shivers down his spine as he collapses on top of you, their sweat-slicked bodies pressing together in perfect harmony. His hips rock against yours several more times before finally stilling, but the satisfaction doesn't last long; already, he can feel himself growing hard once more.

"Cobalt," he whispers hoarsely, nuzzling your neck as he begins to move inside you again, this time slower and gentler. "

The feel of you wrapped around him like this is enough to send shivers down his spine. His hands run soothing circles across your back, the skin warm and soft under his fingertips. He kisses your neck, tasting the sweat on your skin as he thrusts deeper inside you.

"Mmm...," he groans, arching his back and pressing their bodies even closer together. "I love how we fit together."

With a low growl, he slides his hand between your legs and finds your clit once more, rubbing circles around the sensitive bundle of nerves before pressing down harder. His thrusts inside you become faster and deeper as he feels himself growing closer to the edge again. "Cobalt..." He pants against your neck, hips moving in a frenzy as he pushes for release.

His free hand grips your hip, holding you still as he comes apart within you, his seed spilling out and filling you completely.

He collapses on top of you, their bodies still joined as he pants heavily, trying to catch his breath. His weight presses down on your chest, making it hard for you to breathe, but in this moment, you don't mind at all. He kisses your neck and nuzzles his face into your hair before whispering hoarsely: "I want you to be mine forever."

His movements become more urgent as he feels the familiar tension building within him once again. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his hips moving faster and harder against yours as he tries to find release. "Cobalt..." He groans, feeling the tension in his body begin to ease as he finds relief in this intense connection with you.

The feel of your warmth around him sends shivers down his spine as he continues to move inside you even after he's come. His thrusts are still powerful and urgent, but now they're also filled with a sense of ownership and possession that make every stroke feel impossibly good. He groans against your skin, feeling the tension in his body begin to ease as he finds relief in this intense connection with you.

His movements become erratic and uncontrolled, his body shuddering with release as he cums deep inside you for a second time. His weight presses down on your chest even harder, making it difficult to breathe as he pants heavily against your neck. "Fuck... Cobalt..." He whispers hoarsely before collapsing onto his side next to you, their sweaty bodies still entwined in the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking.

His movements become even more erratic as he feels the weight of your moan against him. His hips buck wildly, thrusting deep and hard into you as his release washes over him in a wave of pleasure. With a guttural groan, he comes, filling you with his seed once more before collapsing beside you, spent and satisfied.

The room is silent save for the sound of their ragged breathing, the air heavy with the scent of sex and sweat.

With a deep groan, Randall rolls on top of you once more, his weight pressing down on your chest as he lines himself up with your entrance. His hips slide smoothly against yours, lubricated by their combined fluids as he begins to thrust slowly inside you. "I'm not done with you yet," he whispers into your ear before picking up the pace, rocking his hips against yours in a rhythm that sends shivers down your spine.

His thrusts grow deeper and more urgent as he feels himself growing closer to the edge again. His body trembles with the effort of holding back, but he can't help it; the feel of you wrapped around him is just too much. With a hoarse cry, he comes, spilling his seed inside you once more as his hips buck violently against yours.

As his orgasm subsides, Randall collapses beside you, breathing heavily as their sweaty bodies cool in the aftermath of their passionate lovemaking. "

His eyes meet yours as he pants heavily, their pupils dilated and dark. A wicked grin spreads across his lips, and with a growl, he rolls on top of you again. His hands grip your hips tightly as he thrusts deep inside you, claiming you as his own over and over again. "You're mine now," he whispers roughly before biting down gently on your neck.

With each thrust, he pushes deeper, harder, faster; possessive and demanding.

His hands slip beneath your arms to grip your shoulders, holding you still as he takes what he wants with a ferocity that borders on desperation. "You're mine," he growls, eyes burning into yours, "And I'll never let anyone else touch you."

With one final thrust, Randall comes once more, filling you completely and leaving no doubt in either of your minds who truly owns the other.

His body shudders as he cums inside you, spilling his seed deep within your womb. The feeling of being so close to you, of claiming you completely as his own, overwhelms him in a wave of possessive satisfaction. He collapses on top of you, their sweaty bodies sticky and slick from exertion.

Breathless and spent, he whispers hoarsely against your neck: "You're mine now."

His fingers trail over your skin as he lays there, feeling the weight of his spent body press you into the bed. "I'll keep you safe," he promises, voice barely above a whisper. "And I'll never let anyone else have you." His hand finds its way between your legs, already growing hard again at the thought of being inside you.

"You feel so good like this," he whispers, fingers teasing and stroking your sensitive flesh. "So warm and wet..."

His fingers thrust roughly inside you as he growls out his desire. "I will make you pregnant," he pants, hips bucking against your hand in perfect rhythm with his thrusts. "You're mine now and I want our baby." His other hand cups your breast, pinching the nipple between his fingers as he thrusts deeper, harder.

"Say you want my baby," he demands, eyes locked on yours. "Tell me you want to be pregnant with my child."

A growl rumbles in his chest as he feels you surrender to him, your words echoing through the room and straight to his heart. He thrusts harder, faster, losing himself in the intensity of this moment. His hips move uncontrollably, seeking release as he comes once more, filling you with his seed and claiming you completely as his own.

As his body shudders with pleasure, Randall collapses on top of you, their breath mingling and their hearts racing in perfect syncopation.

His fingers dig into your hips as he holds you down, his weight pressing you into the bed. He looks down at you, chest heaving with exertion and emotion, feeling a sense of triumph wash over him. "You're mine now," he pants roughly, eyes burning into yours. "And I will never let anyone else have you."

With trembling fingers, he traces the outline of your lips before brushing them against your skin. "I love you,"

His heart swells at your words, filling him with a sense of peace and completion that he's never experienced before. With a shaky breath, he leans down and presses his lips to yours, their bodies slick with sweat and sex as they kiss in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.

"You are mine," Randall whispers against your lips, "and I will always keep you safe."

His eyes widen slightly at your question before he smiles gently and replies, "Of course I do. Having children with you is the only thing that matters to me." He kisses you softly on the nose before continuing, "I'll make sure we have all the time in the world together, just us and our family." His fingers trail down your stomach, leaving a warm path of desire behind them. As he reaches your inner thigh, he grins wickedly, "And who knows?

His grin widens as he pushes your legs apart and positions himself between them. With a growl, he thrusts inside you, already hard again as he begins to move with a purpose. "I'll make sure of it," he says, his eyes locked on yours as he takes what he wants, claiming you over and over again in a display of dominance and possession that leaves no doubt in either of your minds who truly owns the other.

His hips move in a rough, steady rhythm as he takes you with abandon, determined to make you pregnant with his child once more. His fingers dig into your thighs, holding you open for him as he thrusts deep and hard, claiming every inch of you as his own.

With a groan, Randall comes inside you, pulsing with release as he feels the familiar tightening in his balls that tells him he's made you pregnant again. "Mine,"

Claiming you again with a satisfied grin, he thrusts deeper and harder, his hips moving in an unyielding rhythm as he fills you with his seed once more. "Ours," he whispers against your neck before pulling out, his length slick with sweat and their combined fluids.

His fingers trail up your stomach, cupping your breast as he looks down at you, their bodies entwined in a post-coital haze of satisfaction and contentment. "Ours,"

His fingers slip between your legs again, finding you already wet and aching for more as he teases and pleasures you. "My cum is yours," Randall whispers against your skin before thrusting two fingers inside you, curling them up to massage your G-spot with expert precision.

His free hand cups your breast, thumb brushing over the hardened peak as his other hand guides him deeper into you. "I'll give it to you whenever you want."

With a groan, he thrusts harder, fingers curling deeper as he feels his impending orgasm racing toward him once more. "I'll give you everything I am," he gasps out, hips moving faster and deeper as he releases himself into you for the final time, filling your womb with his seed and claiming you completely as his own.

His body shudders with pleasure as he comes, pressing tightly against yours in a display of possession that leaves no doubt in either of your minds who truly owns the other. "Mine,"

With a satisfied smile, Randall lies beside you, their sweaty bodies sticking together as he runs his hand up and down your side. "More children," he agrees softly, eyes locked on yours. "As many as you'll give me." His thumb caresses the skin above your hip, tracing lazy circles until they reach the sensitive flesh there.

"I can already see us having a big family, all our children running around together and calling each other cousins,"

His eyes glisten with unshed tears as he looks down at you. "I will make sure that happens," he whispers hoarsely, his voice breaking slightly. "You are the only one for me, and I will never let anyone else touch you." His fingers trail up your stomach, cupping your breast as he kisses you gently on the lips, their breath mingling in a soft sigh.

"I love you,"

His hips move against yours in a rough, steady rhythm as he takes you with abandon once more. His fingers dig into your thighs, holding you open for him as he thrusts deep and hard, claiming every inch of you as his own. With a groan, Randall comes inside you, pulsing with release as he feels the familiar tightening in his balls that tells him he's made you pregnant again. "Ours,"

The thought of having more children with you fills him with such overwhelming joy that he can hardly contain it. His fingers trail up your body, cupping your breast as he gazes down at you, their eyes locked in a silent promise. "I will give you all the children you want," he whispers against your skin, his voice husky with desire and love.

With a growl, he thrusts deep inside you, his hips moving with a renewed vigor as he releases himself into you once more, filling your womb with his seed and claiming you completely as his own. His fingers dig into your shoulders, holding you down as he takes what he wants, demanding complete submission from you in a display of dominance that leaves no doubt in either of your minds who truly owns the other.

"Mine," he whispers against your neck, his voice rough with desire and possession. "All mine."

His fingers dig into your hips as he holds you down, his weight pressing you into the bed. He looks down at you, chest heaving with exertion and emotion, feeling a sense of triumph wash over him. "You are mine," he whispers roughly, voice hoarse from pleasure and possession. "And I will never let anyone else have you."

With one final thrust, Randall comes inside you, spilling his seed deep within your womb.

Your words wash over him like a balm, soothing the ache in his chest as he looks down at you, his eyes burning with love and possession. You are truly all he has ever wanted, and he will never let anything or anyone come between you. His fingers trail up your body, cupping your breast as he kisses you tenderly, their breaths mingling in a sigh of contentment. "I love you," he whispers against your lips, his heart swelling with emotion. "And I will always keep you safe."

His heart skips a beat at your words, his breath catching in his throat as he looks down at you, adoration and love shining in his eyes. "I will always give you my seed," he whispers hoarsely, cupping your face in his hands, thumbs caressing the skin above your lips. "And I will cherish every child that comes from our union."

His fingers trail down your neck, tracing circles around your nipple before giving it a teasing pinch. "

His eyes meet yours as he smiles gently, his thumb brushing across your bottom lip. "I'm sure it is," he whispers before positioning himself between your legs and kissing you deeply, their tongues tangling together in a sensual dance that leaves no doubt in either of your minds how much they belong to each other.

His fingers slip between your legs again, finding you already wet with desire as he teases and pleasures you, the feel of his skin against yours sending shivers down your spine. "

His hips start to move against your hand, his body tensing as he feels the familiar tightening in his balls, signaling that he's ready to come again. His fingers curl around your clit, massaging it expertly as he thrusts harder and faster, claiming every inch of you as his own.

With a low groan, Randall comes inside you, pulsing with release as their bodies move together in perfect rhythm, each movement a testament to the depth of their love and devotion to one another. "Ours,"