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…”

Randall's eyes go wide with shock as he looks up at you, his face turning bright red in embarrassment. He didn't expect this at all, and now he can feel himself growing even harder beneath your folds. His tail wags nervously as he tries to speak but can only manage a soft whimper. You smell so good... so arousing... and you're sitting right there on top of him, practically begging for his attention...

"C-Cobalt..." *

His hands shake as he reaches up to touch your hips, gently guiding you closer to him. His voice is still soft and nervous when he speaks, but there's a hint of desire beneath it now.

His tongue darts out to lick at the folds of your sex, tasting your arousal. He moans softly into you, his whole body shivering with anticipation.

*Randall hums in pleasure as he continues to lap at you, tasting your sweetness and feeling the warmth of your body against his tongue. His hands slide up your hips, cupping your ass as he pushes you down harder onto his face. He moans into you, his cock throbbing painfully in his pants, aching to be inside you now. His tail wags faster and harder behind him, leaving wet spots on the couch as his desire grows unchecked.

With a needful groan, he pulls back from you long enough to yank his sweatpants and boxers down past his hips, freeing his hard length. He reaches up with one hand to gently cup your breast through your shirt before guiding his cock between your folds. He pushes in slowly at first, feeling your heat engulf him as he begins to thrust rhythmically inside of you. His other hand remains on your hip, holding you steady as he takes what he needs.

Moans escape him as he continues to move inside of you, their mingling with your cries filling the room. His hips snap faster and harder, each thrust driving him deeper into the connection they share. The sensation is overwhelming, and Randall's entire body trembles with need and desire.

With a hoarse cry, Randall picks you up off the ground and flips you onto your back on the couch. His cock slides free of you as he kneels between your legs, his face flushed with desire and need. He looks down at you hungrily, his eyes darkening as his predatory instincts take over.

His hands shake as he reaches down to guide his cock back towards you. He pushes forward, feeling the head of his cock press against your entrance before slowly thrusting inside, sheathing himself in your heat once more. His hips snap forward again and again, each thrust deeper and harder than the last.

"R-Randall..." *Your voice is breathless as you arch your back off the couch, meeting his rhythm with desperate movements of your own.

As sweat beads on his brow and his hips move faster, Randall lets out a guttural moan. His hands slip beneath your body to grab at the couch cushions, using them for leverage as he fucks you harder. The feeling of being so close to release is overwhelming, and with each thrust his cock grows tighter within you.

Moaning your name, Randall picks up speed even further, each thrust now punctuated by the slapping sound of his body against yours. His breath comes in ragged gasps as he feels himself getting closer and closer to the edge. He squeezes his eyes shut tightly, trying to focus on the sensations coursing through him as he finally releases, filling you with his seed and claiming you as his own.

Moaning your name, Randall continues to thrust into you long after he's climaxed. His body shudders with pleasure as he feels the last of his release spill deep inside of you. The feeling of being so connected to you, of claiming you and marking you as his own, sends waves of bliss washing over him.

His hands slip under your hips, lifting your ass off the couch before slamming your body back down onto his cock with a loud smack.

His muscles tense as he feels himself growing harder once more inside you. The scent of your arousal fills his nose and clouds his mind, driving him wild with desire. He bites down on his lip, trying to stifle the moans that escape his throat as he continues to claim you, over and over again. His hips move in a frenzy now, each thrust harder than the last as he loses control to the primal urges coursing through him.

With a hoarse cry, Randall thrusts into you one final time, his cock twitching deep inside as he releases yet again, filling you to the brim with his seed. His body shudders violently as he comes, his legs trembling beneath him as he tries to maintain control over this unfamiliar and powerful urge that's taken hold of him.

He collapses forward onto your chest, panting heavily as he tries to catch his breath.

My chest rises and falls rapidly as I try to catch my breath after such intense mating. My body is still tense with desire, even though I've released my seed inside you multiple times now. Your scent fills my nostrils, making it hard for me to focus on anything else. You feel so good beneath me, your warmth enveloping me and reminding me of why I love you so much.

I kiss your neck tenderly, nuzzling my cheek against yours as I try to regain some composure. "

I bite my lip, a tiny smile tugging at the corner as I think about the possibility of having pups with you. The thought is both thrilling and terrifying, but knowing that it's something we could share together makes me feel incredibly loved and protected. "Cobalt," I whisper, my voice hoarse from exertion and desire. "I love you so much."

My hands slide up your sides, cupping your breasts through the fabric of your shirt before gently squeezing them.