hear me roar

The sensation of the girl's mouth awoke that deep primal urge that lay dormant within the boy somewhere. He was a gentleman, of course he was, raised by a rich family in a good neighborhood, sent to a good school and got a good education. But that didn't mean he didn't want to force Ania to her hands and knees and fuck her until he passed out - in the most romantic way possible, of course. She sucked hard and Hadrian let out a breathy moan, jerking his hips up into her mouth and arching his back. He whimpered softly when she released him, he was painfully hard and the familiar heat of arousal had flushed through him at an almost feverish temperature.

Ania had shifted back up to his lap, his hips bucking to meet her and that warm, slick wetness he knew so well enveloping his cock and bringing a purr up from the back of his throat. Hadrian's hands went to her hips, gripping tight and leaning close to press a rough, hungry kiss to her lips, pushing his tongue into her mouth, tasting his own precum on his girlfriend's tongue. His hips thrust upwards to meet hers again, beginning to establish a rhythm.​

Hadrian perhaps enjoyed this feral side of Ania a little too much, touch her just right and she became an animal. Although the aristocrat within him might have disagreed with that, he was absolutely no where to be found right now and so did it really matter? Letting out a soft moan as her hips met his again, the boy clung tight for a moment, relishing in the feeling of her teeth on his neck and the way she begged for him. "Aren't you even gonna say please?" He asked, with a pout, his voice picking up a faux disapproving tone. "Suppose it can't be helped, you've no manners at all." Hadrian pushed her away and pulled out, shifting and standing to change the girl's position and push her face down on the couch, knees on the floor this time.

Weighing out his options for a moment, the man straddled her, thrusting back inside the girl without much warning and wrapping both arms around her waist, picking up a steady rhythm that gradually picked up and got faster after a moment or so. He nipped at the shell of Ania's ear with his teeth, mumbling something incoherent that only ended up turning into a breathy little moan.​

Gripping the girl tighter, Hadrian pulled her close and dropped his head to press a trail of wet little kisses down the back of her neck and along her shoulders, pausing to nip softly at her pristine skin every mow and then. The movement of his hips quickened and the man let out a breathy little moan into Ania's ear. This was better than what he'd planned on doing today, at least, not that he remembered what he was supposed to be doing today, anyway. Oh well. This certainly hadn't been an intentional situation, but he didn't mind.

One of the girl's hands had snatched up his own, guiding it steadily downwards between her legs. The warm, wetness of the her cunt was almost enough to push him right over the edge there and then, stroking her gently, the man purred softly as his name dropped from her lips. "You're so cute."​