Dylan sat by the dimly lit window in his newest shoot, the city’s lights casting a soft glow against the walls. The room was quiet except for the faint hum of jazz playing on an old record player. The evening had started with casual conversation, but the air had grown heavier, charged with unspoken tension.

Elle stood by the small bar in the corner, pouring two glasses of wine. She moved with an effortless grace, her silhouette framed by the faint light filtering through the curtains. She handed Dylan a glass, their fingers brushing briefly.

“I didn’t expect tonight to turn out like this,” Elle said softly, her voice tinged with curiosity.

Dylan looked at her, his expression unreadable but his eyes betraying a flicker of something deeper. “Neither did I,” he replied, his voice low.

They stood in silence for a moment, the world outside feeling a million miles away. The music shifted to a slower, more intimate tune, and Elle leaned against the edge of the couch, watching Dylan with a quiet intensity.

Dylan:" You got that look in your eyes."

Elle:" Which one?"

Dylan:" That preditorial one. I knew you had something in mind as soon as I saw you in this outfit."

Elle:" I can't lie. Thinking about you all day got me horny and I don’t know who else to ask."

Dylan:" It's okay. Just come here."

Elle took another sip of wine before strutting over towards Dylan who watched every step. Now he had an idea and set it in motion by putting her across his lap, pulling the bottoms aside and softly running a finger along her pussy.

Dylan:" So you've been wet from thinking about me, huh? I saw the way you looked at me all evening."

Elle:" Oh gosh...y-yeah, fantasizing about you got me all hot and bothered. Masturbating didn't help either."

Dylan:" And you wanted to get me buzzed, so we can fuck?"

Elle:" Y-Yes..."

Dylan:" Stay on your stomach. I will show you how I fuck."

Elle nodded shyly and stayed on the couch with her holes exposed while Dylan dropped his clothes. He was going to take this up quite a big notch, not going easy tonight, as he climbed over the beautiful asian and forced his thick cock into her tight pussy. This surprised Elle who gasped, but couldn’t do anything as he immediately pounded away at the tight hole as if he was teaching her a lesson of some sort. Nothing about this was romantic anymore, this was pure dominance from the young man and he knew he had to show the world that he wasn’t a softie or a sub all the time. To drive it home further, he had a hand around Elles' throat and whispered to her about how he was in control and how this was for both of them to learn, but especially for her to obey and to control herself more. She nodded while her ass took the brunt of the deep, heavy thrusts that split her pussy lips. Being put on the spot and trying to hide her intensions with wine didn't sit well with Dylan and he showed Elle exactly what the consequences were.

He didn't warn her when he went balls deep, breaking in her cunt and shaping it with his girthy rod that shot in over and over again. When she tried getting some balance from her elbows and forearms, it only allowed Dylan to grab a strong hold on Elles' tits, pulling and kneading them to his liking. It wasn’t about her, it was about proving a point and by the looks of things, it seemed to be working because Elle succumbed to the situation. She knew she was his now, she knew she had to take it that night and she knew she had to learn some self-discipline. Dylan pounded her more vigorously, forcing the first orgasm out of her which made Elle cry out in pleasure and a moderate amount of pain as well. To change things up, he moved them towards the balcony, fucking her and letting everyone hear how desperate Elle was for sex. Every stroke made her moan louder and harder, every inch sending lightning bolts through her body and she couldn't stop squirting from the deep penetration that was given to her. Some neighbours were looking around, trying to make sense of the noise, others who had a better view just watched the whole show because there wasn’t anything better to do apparently.  Y/N grunted intensely, burying his cock deep inside Elles' pussy, flooding it with thick spurts of cum and probably breeding her in the process.

Dylan:" Remember why I did this the way I did, Elle. Control yourself for the future."

Elle:" Yes, Dylan. I am so sorry."

Dylan:" Wash up. Then we can head to bed."

Elle nodded, ashamed of her carnal desires breaking through earlier that day. She headed to the shower, taking care of herself and giving the camera crew a few last shots before the scene faded out.
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The next morning, Dylan was over at his familys' place. It was close to Christmas and they had a big feast planned for everyone. He also wanted to catch up with his dad Y/N and the rest of the family. Walking into the kitchen, he was immediately met by his mother: Katrina Jade.

Katrina:" Dylan! There's my baby boy."

Dylan:" It's good to see you too, mom. How have things been since my last visit?"

Katrina:" Everything is fine. Your dad is still enjoying his porn retirement. He just got over a cold."

Dylan:" That's great to hear."

Katrina:" It is. So is seeing you make waves in this new generation of pornstars. People are calling you a standout performer already."

Dylan:" Really? Damn, I must be better than I thought."

Katrina:" It's no surprise, really. You got your dad's charme and 'tool' and you got my attitude. I'm so proud of you, Dylan."

Katrina smiled genuinely and wrapped the young man in a hug. She supported him every step of the way, giving him shoutouts, talking about his work on live streams every now and then and just giving him a good pep talk too. A moment later, Dylans' dad Y/N walked into the kitchen and also enveloped him in a hug.

Y/N:" My boy is all grown up and making a name for himself. How are you, my little rascal?"

Dylan:" Hey dad, I'm glad to be here. So far I really can't complain. Everyone I've worked with thus far has been really supportive and kind. And it’s fun to do something new every now and then."

Y/N:" That's my son haha. I'm glad to hear that people are treating you well."

Katrina:" Must be that charming aura he got from you."

Y/N:" Careful, honey. This might get you a stuffing later on."

Dylan:" Yep, I definitly missed days like these haha."

And so, the days leading up to Christmas were filled with funny stories, jokes, catchibg up and overall a great time. The family was unique, yes, but those quirks brought them closer together every time. Dylan was glad to be home for the holidays.