𝓂𝒶𝒹𝒹𝓎

Todo laid back against his pillows, hands on her waist, watching her with INTENSE focus. His dark eyes tracked every movement, every expression, cataloging her reactions with the same analytical precision he brought to combat.

She was BEAUTIFUL like this.

Her body on full display—breasts bouncing with each movement, nipples hard and begging for his mouth. Her waist that his large hands could almost span completely. Her full hips and that round, perfect fucking ass that his hands gripped possessively. Her hair cascading down her back, framing her delicate fucked-out features.

Those doe eyes were glassy and hazy with pleasure, barely focused. Her nose was tinted pink. Her cheeks were flushed that beautiful shade that meant she was close. Those pouty lips were swollen from his kisses, parted as she gasped for air.

She looked DESTROYED.

Perfect.

The size difference was obscene from this angle. Her small body impaled on his substantial cock, struggling to take all of him, stretching around his thickness. Every time she lifted up, he could see her wet little pussy gripping him, coating his length with her arousal. Every time she sank back down, she gasped like she was being split open.

Because she was.

"That's it," he encouraged, voice rough. His hands on her waist guided her movements—up, down, rythm. "Take what you need. Use me. My body exists for YOUR pleasure."

"Todo—" Her voice broke on his name, stuttering as she tried to speak. "I can't—it's too much—"

"You CAN. You ARE. Look at you—taking every inch of me. PERFECT."

She whimpered, small hands pressed against his chest for balance, fingers digging into his muscle. She was bouncing desperately now, chasing her pleasure, her movements getting less controlled and more frantic

"Oh god—oh god—"

"Don't stop," he commanded. "Keep moving. Show me how much you need this. Need me"

Her wet little pussy slid up and down his length, making obscene sounds that filled his room. She was soaked, her arousal dripping down his cock, coating his balls, making a mess of his sheets.

He loved it.

"You're so wet for me," he observed, thumbs stroking her hipbones. "Your body responds PERFECTLY. This is what proper compatibility looks like—complete physical harmony."

"Can't—think—" she gasped, grinding down on him, seeking friction against her clit.

"Then don't think. Just FEEL. Surrender to it. To THIS. To US."

His hands moved from her waist to her ass, gripping those perfect cheeks, squeezing. He used his grip to guide her movements more forcefully now—lifting her up and pulling her down HARD, impaling her on his cock with each thrust.

She cried out, her rhythm faltering.

"That's it. Let me help you." He was getting more desperate now, his control starting to slip. She felt too good. Too perfect. Her tight little pussy gripping him like it was made specifically for his cock—which, in his mind, it WAS.

"Todo—please—"

"Please what? Tell me what you need."

"I don't—I can't—just—More—"

He sat up suddenly, changing the angle, pulling her flush against his chest. One arm wrapped around her back, holding her steady, while his other hand stayed on her ass, still guiding her movements.

He captured her mouth in a desperate, hungry kiss. Swallowing her gasps, tongue claiming her mouth the same way his cock claimed her pussy. She whimpered into the kiss, small hands flying to grip his shoulders as he continued moving her on his cock.

When he pulled back, they were both breathless.

His mouth immediately found her breasts.

He sucked one nipple into his mouth HARD, teeth grazing, tongue circling. She SQUEALED, her whole body jerking, small hands flying to his shoulders and gripping desperately.

"YES—oh god—YES—"

He switched to her other breast, giving it the same attention—sucking, biting, licking—while his hands forced her to keep moving on his cock. Up and down, grinding, taking ALL of him despite how overwhelming it was.

Her sounds got more helpless—whimpers and gasps and broken moans. Her hips were stuttering now, her movements becoming uncoordinated as pleasure overwhelmed her system.

"I've got you," he murmured against her breast. "Keep moving. Don't stop. You're doing PERFECTLY."

But she was struggling—too much sensation, too much pleasure, her body not cooperating anymore. Her movements became erratic, desperate but ineffective.

"I can't—it's too much—I can't—"

He released her breast, his mouth moving to her ear. "Then let me."

She buried her face in his neck, arms wrapping around his shoulders, clinging to him like a lifeline. She was trembling, overwhelmed, completely at his mercy.

Perfect.

His hands gripped her ass firmly, spreading her cheeks, holding her exactly where he wanted her. Then he shifted his hips beneath her.

And started moving.

Pistoning his huge cock up into her from below, using her body, taking what he needed. His strength meant he could control her completely—holding her still while he fucked her, each thrust deep and hard and exactly where she needed it.

"FUCK—" she squealed against his neck, her whole body going taut.

"That's it. Take it. Take ALL of me." His voice was rough, strained with effort and pleasure. "Your pussy was MADE for this. Made for ME. Designed specifically to take my cock PERFECTLY."

She couldn't respond—could only whimper and gasp and hold onto him desperately while he used her little pussy exactly how he wanted. Her arms around his shoulders tightened, her face pressed into his neck, her whole body shaking.

"You feel incredible," he continued, not stopping his relentless rhythm. "Tight. Wet. PERFECT. Gripping me like you never want to let go. And you WON'T. Because you're MINE. This pussy is MINE. All of you is MINE."

"Yours—" she gasped out. "All yours—"

"SAY IT AGAIN."

"I'm yours—Todo—please—I'm gonna—"

"Then CUM. Cum on my cock. Show me who you belong to. Show me who OWNS this body."

He angled his hips, hitting that spot deep inside her that made her see stars, and she shattered,.

Her back arched violently, pulling away from his neck as her orgasm crashed through her. Her hips stuttered uselessly in his grip as he continued fucking her through it. Her mouth fell open on a loud moan—his name, over and over.

"TODO—FUCK—TODO—"

Her whole body was shaking, trembling in his arms as pleasure overwhelmed every nerve ending. Her pussy clenched around him rhythmically, tight, milking his cock.

The sight and feel of her coming undone—HIS doing, HIS cock, HIS skill—pushed him over the edge.

"MINE," he groaned, thrusting deep one final time and holding her there as his own orgasm hit. "You're MINE, L/N. MINE."

He came HARD, filling the condom (he'd put it on before she'd started riding him—preparation was key), his whole body going taut as pleasure crashed through him.

They stayed locked together for a long moment. Both trembling, both breathing hard, both completely spent.

He pulled her into a slow, tender kiss—so different from the rough intensity of moments before. This was soft. Reverent. A thank you and a promise all at once. She melted into it, small hands coming up to cup his jaw.

Then slowly, carefully, he lifted her off his cock. She whimpered at the loss, her pussy clenching around nothing, oversensitive and empty.

He disposed of the condom quickly and immediately pulled her back against his chest, holding her while they both caught their breath.

"Status report," he said after a minute, voice rough but concerned. "How do you feel?"

"Can't... feel my legs," she gasped against his chest. "Everything is... tingling."

"Good. That means I did my job properly." He stroked her hair, gentling her. "Pain?"

"No. Just... overwhelmed. In a good way."

"Acceptable." He kissed the top of her head. "You performed excellently. Taking control like that—riding me—that takes STRENGTH. Physical and mental. I'm impressed."

"You took over at the end," she pointed out, still catching her breath.

"Because you needed me to. Your body was overwhelmed. So I took control and gave you what you needed. That's what partnership means—recognizing when your partner needs support and providing it."

She snuggled closer, completely boneless against him. "I love you."

"I love you too." He tightened his arms around her. "You're extraordinary, L/N. In EVERY way. Your body, your mind, your SPIRIT—all of it. PERFECTION."

"You're biased."

"I'm observant. There's a difference." He shifted them so they were lying down properly, her still tucked against his side. "Rest now. We have training in two hours."

"Two HOURS?! Todo—"

"You'll recover by then. Your stamina has improved significantly since we began having regular intercourse. Adaptation in action."

She groaned: "You're terrible."

"I'm EXCELLENT. And you love it."

"...I do."

"Good. Now sleep. I'll wake you in ninety minutes. That gives you time to recover AND shower before training."

"You have everything planned."

"Always. Preparation is the key to success in all endeavors." He kissed her forehead. "Sleep, L/N."

She was already drifting off, completely spent and satisfied and happy.

Todo held her, feeling her breathing even out, her body going completely lax in his arms.

This was perfection. This moment. Her in his arms. The aftermath of their union. The absolute certainty that she was his and he was hers.

Mind, body, and spirit—UNIFIED.

Exactly as it should be.

"Mine," he whispered again, so softly she couldn't hear.

And then he allowed himself to rest too, still holding her, still protecting her.

Always.

She stared at the ring on her finger with a smile, it was a shiny gold band and Ray had a matching one. They had just gotten married a few weeks ago and it has been the best. She was so over the moon about it and she couldn’t stop staring at the photos of them that were taken that day. Ray, on the other hand, was overthinking everything.

Not getting married, no he loved her but why she loved him. He sees all of his friends like Pete, who is super built and manly and he isn’t. He lived with his mom up until they got married and now they have their own house that was getting decorated with his things and hers. Pete was the perfect guy, so sweet and nice, had muscles to die for and Ray didn’t.

He had nothing, lost his father to the major and wanted him dead, he didn’t have much to offer her yet she agreed to marry him and love him.  He walked into their bedroom where she was framing their wedding photo with a smile on her face.

“Ray, look how beautiful it looks.” She said and handed him the framed photo.

He took and stared at it, it was beautiful, she was beautiful.

“You look so beautiful.” He said and handed her the frame back.

“You look so handsome. You always do.” She told him and he blushed like a school girl.

She still had that affect on him, maybe she always would.

“Hey what’s wrong?” She asked and set the frame down.

She walked over to him and cupped his face, her eyes showing her concern.

“You’re not having second thoughts are you?” She asked, semi joking.

“No, not at all but I’m confused on why you aren’t.” Her face drops and she almost feels mad at the confession.

“Why would I?” She asked, offended.

“Why not Pete or Stebbins or even-”

“Are you seriously asking me why I married you and not Stebbins?” She was a little grossed out by the thought.

Sure Pete was very nice but she loved Ray.

“Pete is manly and muscular.”

“So why don’t you go and marry him?” She asked, holding back a laugh.

She knew that Ray thought highly of Pete but never knew it was a reason that he was insecure.

“I just don’t-” she interrupted him again.

“Ray Garraty, I love you and want you, only you. You are manly, very and I think your body is so sexy.” He smiles at that and she does too before leaning in and kissing him. 

He kissed back and pulled her body closer to him, making her giggle. The kiss got a little heated before someone knocked on the door. Disappointment filled them both as they pulled away from the kiss with a sigh.

“It’s probably Pete.” They went into the living room and opened the door to reveal Pete with a big box.

“Hello newlyweds.” He greeted them as he walked into the house. 

Y/N went and grabbed the money from her wallet and handed it to him.

“Thank you.” He said and Ray looked at her.

“I had Pete stop and get us a TV.” She told Ray and he stared at her.

He was just out buying things for the house yesterday and she asked Pete? He glared at her and she didn’t notice but Pete did.

“Okay so…can I get a house tour?” He asked and she nodded excitedly.

Ray was still stuck on the fact that she had Pete get them a TV.

“You worked all day yesterday Ray, I figured you wanted a break.” She said before showing Pete the house. 

She didn’t stare at Pete or his muscles but he couldn’t help but think about the fact that she thought he needed a break from carrying heavy things.

“This house is looking fantastic.” Pete said and went to open the TV.

“Oh I got that.” Ray said a little too fast.

“Are you sure? I don’t mind helping.” Pete asked and Ray shook his head.

“I don’t need help.” Pete and Y/N look at each other.

Ray was being weird and Y/N just rolled her eyes. 

She sat on the couch as Pete hooked up the TV. He was silent and focused…very hot, she thought. She was still confused as to why he acted that way he did earlier with Pete. Pete was just offering to help and he even seemed mad that she asked him to buy the TV.

“Ray.” She said his name and he hummed.

She stood up and walked over to him,

“What was the reason you were so adamant on doing this yourself?” She asked, arms crossed.

He looked over at her, “You asked Pete to buy the tv because you thought I needed a break?” He ignored her question and asked him, one that’s been on his mind ever since she said it.

“I thought you would appreciate it.” He rolled his eyes.

She made a face and shook her head, “Really Ray? You’re mad about that?” She thought he was being ridiculous and maybe he was.

He stared at her for a second, done with her questions and his overthinking. In a quick second he had her up against the wall by the tv, causing her to gasp.

“Ray.”

“I’m a man, I don't need a break.” Her lips opened for a reply but his lips stopped that from happening.

She was shocked by his actions, he never really did this before but she kissed back. Her hands were on his neck as the kiss turned passionate. Her legs wrapped around his waist, bringing him closer.  They kissed until their lips were swollen and their lungs needed air.

“Ray what’s going on?” She asked, breathing hard.

The look in his eyes was dark and he didn’t answer her as he carried her to their bedroom. She took this time to kiss and suck on his neck, something he usually loved but right now he wanted to do the marking. She was thrown on the bed as he took off his shirt. She watched with wide eyes and a loud heartbeat, truly loving every second of it.

He crawled on the bed and pinned her wrists down. His hair was a mess, maybe from her hands or him practically ripping off his shirt. His kiss was messy and it made her crave more. His attitude made her crave more. The dress she was wearing was wrinkled now and all over the place but it needed to come off.

His lips moved to her neck, that was clean of hickies. He left them in other places so his friends or hers wouldn’t see but that was about to change. She gasped as she felt his wet lips licking and sucking her skin, marking her. She whimpered at the feeling and that only encouraged him further.

He moved down to her covered chest and undid the three buttons that were on her dress, getting her breasts free. She pushed her chest closer to his mouth, silently begging him to play with them. He chuckled and did just that, one nipple in his mouth and the other between his fingers.

Ray worshipped her body all the time but this was different. He wasn’t soft with it but rough and it made her whimper. He wanted to rip the dress clean off her body but decided against it because she looked amazing in it. He moved down her body and went under the dress to her panties that were soaked.

“You like me being a little rough baby?” He asked but he didn’t expect an answer.

He wanted to tease her. The panties he decided to rip and she gasped his name, only making him let out a dark chuckle. He threw the ripped fabric behind him and wasted no time. Her body shuddered as she felt his mouth on her clit. He was very good with his mouth, it was a talent but right now he ate her like a mad man wanted to prove a point, make her scream.

Her hands gripped their sheets hard as she tried not to hump his face. His name fell from her lips loud and needy but it wasn’t enough for him. He hummed against her, loving the taste. That’s when her hips started humping his face, well tried but he held them down making her cry out. She tried to move against his grip but it was no use.

“You won’t need your hips to cum, only my mouth.” He pulled away to say that.

She wished that she could see him eat her out but thought it was hot that he was under her dress. The wet sloppy noise that he was making with her pussy filled the room, loud.

“Ray.” That was louder. 

Her back arched as she tried to move her hips but he wasn’t letting her.

“Do that again, you won’t cum.” He warned her and she nearly froze.

Ray never threatened that but it was hot. She gripped the sheets even tighter wishing it was his hair that she could grab onto. Her orgasm was near and she started moaning louder and louder trying to form words to let him know. She couldn’t, not when his mouth was feasting on her.

“I’m gonna cum.” She got out and he pulled away before she could.

She wanted to cry, not used to that. He came back from under her dress and looked at her. His mouth was wet with her lust and he had that dark look in his eyes.

“Ray-“

“Don’t talk.” He said and got up, wiping his mouth.

She watched as he got undressed, thinking that she was gonna do the same but he flipped her over by her legs. She gasped as she landed on her stomach. They’ve never done this before and she couldn’t wait. She still had on her dress though but he didn’t mind. He pushed it up her waist so her cute ass was showing.

“Such a pretty ass, baby.” He says and spanks her.

She gasped and her eyes rolled back, loving the sting.

“You like that?” He asked and did it again, this time it made her moan.

She liked it a lot and needed more. His dick was against her hole, she tried to push back against him so he would be inside but he spanked her again.

“Nice try.” He said and had a bruising grip on her hips.

She whined and started begging him to fuck her.

“Please Ray, please please please. I need you.” His eyes nearly rolled.

He loved the sound of her voice when it was needy and pathetic.

“You think you deserve it? You think after implying that I’m not manly, you deserve my cock?” He asked and she whined again.

“I didn’t imply that, baby. I think you’re very-“ He slammed his dick inside of her, making her let out a sharp gasp.

She couldn’t finish her sentence, couldn’t think as she was now full with him in seconds.

“Cat got your tongue?” He teased and her head fell forward.

She braced herself for what was to come. Ray took in the nice and warm feeling of her pussy that fluttered around him.

“Ray.” She cried his name.

She needed him to move, she needed it so bad. He wished that he could see the needy look on her face and the drool that would leave her mouth as he fucked her. His hips pushed forward, one thrust and she let out a needy sound.

“I don’t need help nor do I need another man buying things for my house.” He growled before he started to fuck her, hard and fast.

She felt like she needed to grip the sheets for dear life for how hard his hips were moving. The sound of skin slapping was loud through the room, probably even the house. Every thrust of his hips was taking the breath out of her lungs but it felt so good. Her eyes were rolling into the back of her head and she couldn’t even think, just feel.

Her throat was starting to hurt from all the noises she was making. Her body was heated and she wished that he would just rip the dress off her.

“Ray.” Her voice is weak and cracked.

“Fuck you feel so good.” He groans and watches as her hands turn red from gripping the sheets too hard.

He leans forward so he could grab her hands, his heavy breaths and groans are right by her ear. It makes her pussy flutter around him and the orgasm build. She was near the edge.

“R-Ray.”

“I know baby, I can feel it.” He tells her and he could too.

Her pussy was going crazy around him, squeezing him and fluttering, it felt so good. He started moaning, he was close as well.

“I want you to cum for me baby, I wanna see you fall apart.” He tells her and she nodded.

A loud cry rang through the room as her body shook below his, her eyes were rolled as she came. His name left her lips in a silent cry. He slowed his hips as he rode her high out for her. He groaned in her neck as he came, it was the first time without a condom. He filled her to the brim as she laid there and let him.

He pulled out of her and collapsed next to her with a grin, seeing the drool that left her lips and her messy hair. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was back to normal.

“That was hot.” She said and he chuckled before pulling her to him.

Her dress clung to her body with sweat but she still looked beautiful.

“I think you’re very manly Ray, never feel otherwise.” She mumbled and he sighed.