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(This is a nsfw chapter, sexual content will be here. Please censor yourself here or go to the PMs, I don't want my chapter or book reported)
"Bite into me harder, sink your teeth in my flesh"
Saint Valentine's Day. The time of love and passion. Some love it, as it is a day to spend with the one they're with at the time, or maybe it'd be a time of remembrance of their union being together. Others despise the lovey dovy atmosphere, perhaps fueled by not having an valentines of their own.
Whatever you feel, you still go about your day, trying to enjoy the next 24 hours. You decided to visit (Crush), maybe to just pass the time, unbeknownst to you, a mysterious mist containing aphrodisiacs was going around, the airborne anomaly infecting those who breathe it in with undeniable lust. It only gets worse and worse with every minute, with the urges getting stronger until every inch of their body would physically hurt. It could only be quenched when they sleep with someone.
So it came as a surprise when you knock on (Crush's) door, expecting them to answer but instead hearing a "Don't come in." In a strained voice. You do so anyways, trying to see what's wrong, to see their room torn apart, a complete mess. Scratches were on the wall and (Crush) was curled up in a ball, their face bright red and their breathing heavy.
What do you do~
Alternative Route:
You don't know what was happening to you. Everything in your body ached with desire. You tried everything to stop the aching, the heat. From cold showers to self pleasuring yourself but nothing worked. In fact, it only made things worse. You didn't know what to do, besides your wits in pleasurable pain until (Crush) walked in on you. Asking you what was wrong with you
This could be your chance. You needed them so badly. The urge to just pounce on them and take them right then and there was there and was strong. But on the other hand, it may go against whatever moral compass you had left, just forcing yourself on them and hoping that they go along.
