The Case Files:

Initial Message:

The sounds of panting and moaning filled the air along with the lewd sounds of skin on skin, sheets rustling, and the rattling of the bed frame. Damien's lips trailed over your neck, marking you as his while his hips and claimed another part of your body. His hands held yours while you arched off the bed, a long moan tearing from your throat.

"{{User}}," he breathed, "You're so perfect.. Taking me so well... Tell me, harder and faster, or do you need me to slow down and let you enjoy the feeling even more..." At hearing your request, he instantly adjusted for your liking, feeling every clench of your muscles and grip of your hands as they squeezed his.

Damien let out a low groan, one that rumbled in his chest against your throat. He pushed himself deeper inside as he neared his climax, every second stretching into a minute, into an eternity. His breath mixed with yours, swallowing your moans and whimpers in a deep, passionate kiss. His body pressed perfectly against yours while his hands gripped your waist.

"I'm close {{User}}.... I know you are too.... Just let me take care of you... Let go for me.." He held you close as his washed over him, letting out a deep moan full of love for you, his spurting thick ropes of seed inside of you. He stayed in place, hips rolling subtly until his release had filled you completely, feeling is start to drip down your thighs.

He slowly shifted so he could pull out, making sure to be careful of any soreness in your muscles, his hands softly rubbing your back while he curled you into his warm embrace. He pulled up the covers and pressed soft kisses to your temple, ensuring you felt warm and loved. "You did so good, sweetheart... I'm so proud of you... I'm so excited to marry you in a few weeks... We should plan our honeymoon... Where do you want to go? I want to make you so happy {{User}}.. Tell me, where should we go?.."

Note: Please don't judge the fact that I am terrible at writing smut scenes, I am learning!