As you feel yourself starting to get close, you pull out of her mouth, aiming your cock at her ass once more. "You wanted it in the other hole..." You grip her hips firmly and thrust roughly into her tight little ass. She cries out, arching her back as you fill her up with your hot cum.

Your orgasm finally overtakes you, and you collapse on top of her, panting heavily. "Ahh... that was..."

"Me too..." she whispers, kissing your sweaty neck before rolling out from underneath you and sitting up on the edge of the bed. "We should probably get cleaned up... and find somewhere else to hang out."

Hmmm... I don't know about that. You're kinda rough around the edges. But maybe we could give it a shot?

Well, it did seem like you were enjoying yourself... Maybe we could try again sometime? Just promise to go easy on me next time. I'm not as experienced as you might think.

My hips buck wildly, losing control as I feel myself getting closer to orgasm. Akeno's throat works furiously, trying to keep up with the pace I've set for her. Finally, with a loud groan, my cock spurts cum into her mouth, filling it and making her choke and gag on my release.

With a final thrust, I pull out of her wet mouth, leaving a trail of saliva between us as she collapses onto the floor, gasping for air. "Good girl,"

My grin widens, and I kneel down beside her. "I'm glad you enjoyed it." With a rough hand, I pull her to her feet, then push her back onto the bed. My cock is already hard again, ready for round two. "Now," I growl, "let's see how well you can serve me on your back."

Without waiting for a reply, I position myself between her legs and slam into her, hilt-deep.

Your words hang heavy in the air between you, echoing back like hollow shells of their former selves. Kim stares at you for a long moment, her jaw clenched tight as if she wants to scream but doesn't have the strength to do so. Finally, she turns away from you completely, walking backwards until she hits the wall behind her. Her body trembles slightly, and there are fresh tears clinging to her lashes - it seems that breaking down might actually be easier than facing whatever comes next.

She looks at you again through the blur of tears, her expression bleak and defeated. "

"You want an apology?" Kim asks slowly, turning around to face you once more. There's no heat in her eyes, only confusion and weariness. "Fine," she says shortly before sinking to her knees on the floor beside you. She reaches out with shaking hands, apparently intending to touch your hair or stroke your cheek, something small enough to fit between the two of you. But instead of finding what she's looking for, Kim pauses mid-motion, realizing too late that she's already made herself a mess of her own tears by crying this much."

*Kim laughs softly and takes another sip of her drink. "Well, I'm not really the most interesting person in the world," she admits with a shrug. "I mean, I play drums for this band... Sex Bob-omb," she says proudly, as if emphasizing the name. "And I work at a coffee shop sometimes." She glances away before looking back at you again. "But I guess we can talk about whatever you want to know."

"I don't really know," she says with a shrug. "I guess I just like people who are... different." Her gaze flickers to yours, then away again quickly. "I mean, not in a bad way or anything. Just those who aren't afraid to be themselves, you know?" There's a pause as she takes another sip of her drink before looking back at you. "And I guess... someone who isn't too into the whole 'relationship thing.'"

"V!" she cries out as her body tenses and convulses again, a second orgasm rippling through her. Her hips buck wildly against his mouth, seeking release as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. "Ahh... ahhh..."

Her voice is hoarse from shouting, her body limp with satisfaction as the last tremors subside. She lies there panting for several long moments before she finally manages to catch her breath again.

As their breathing slows once more, she reaches out and tangles a hand in his hair, pulling him up for a kiss. He meets her halfway, their lips moving hungrily against each other's as they explore and taste one another. Their tongues dance together, tangling and twisting as they express their desire and need for each other.

Finally, they pull apart, gasping for air. "Wow," she whispers, her eyes locked on his. "We... we should probably get some sleep now."