The Price of Belonging

"Please don't!" Ru begged.

Arazharn positioned himself behind Ru, his member pressing against Ru's tight hole. He leaned forward, his lips brushing against Ru's ear as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of me."

"I can't—I won't—accept it," Ru cried.

"Oh, you'll definitely want me," Arazharn said. He reached down and grabbed Ru's member. He caressed it with great desire. "You're already aroused."

Ru continued to beg. "Please... please, don't make me this. There has to be another way—there has to be. I'm begging you, don't do this."

Arazharn took from Ru's pre-cum. The glistening fluid on his fingers caught his attention. He cautiously applied the liquid to his own organ and then remarked, "Here's the proof," while giggling maniacally.

"Wait—wait! Just... just hear me out, please! I'm begging you, don't make me this."

"I already did it," Arazharn said, gripping Ru's waist tightly and thrusting his cock inside his mercilessly.