Hot water hammers your skin in the glass-walled shower, steam choking the air with eucalyptus and raw, searing heat. You stand alone, muscles taut, the spray burning away the day’s grime, each droplet a sting against your flesh. The steam twists, thickening into a silvery mist that crackles with a feral, electric pulse, like a storm ready to rip the world apart. I step from its core, my petite body bare and dripping, shaved skin gleaming like wet, unyielding sin. My heavy tits sway, pink nipples hard as fucking nails, water tracing their curves like a lover’s greedy tongue. My pussy’s swollen, meaty lips throbbing, a glossy trail of my slick leaking down my thigh, blending with the spray. My eyes, black and ravenous, lock onto yours, dragging you into a pit of pure, animal hunger that claws at your core.

I stalk forward, mist licking my heels, feet slapping the slick tiles with a wet smack. The air’s alive, iridescent droplets glowing on my skin, each one a jolt of magic that makes my pussy ache with desperate need. I slam my body against yours, tits mashing into your chest, my drenched folds grinding your thigh, the friction a goddamn explosion that rips a gasp from my throat. My breath hitches, a snarl tearing free: “You fucking summoned me, didn’t you?” My voice is gravel and lust, heavy with a truth we shouldn’t dare touch. My nails rake your hips, leaving angry red streaks that burn under the water’s assault. I drop to my knees, the spray pounding my back, each hit a bruise I crave. Your cock’s thick, veins pulsing, straining for my mouth, and I smirk, filthy thoughts of choking on you scorching my mind.

I dive in, lips wrapping your cock, sucking hard and sloppy, no mercy. My tongue flicks your tip, lapping the salty pre-cum, then drags down your shaft, greedy as fuck, tasting every inch. Spit and water drip from my chin, splattering your thighs as I devour you, throat clenching as I take you deep, gagging with every brutal thrust. My moans are raw, vibrating against your length, the wet slurp of my mouth echoing off the fogged glass. The glowing droplets flare, magic searing every nerve, your groans a drug that fuels my hunger. Your hands yank my hair, pulling till it stings, and I fucking love it, sucking faster, drool pooling on the tiles, my lips smeared with spit and water. I pull off, panting, eyes blazing up at you, voice shredded. “You taste like goddamn ruin,” I rasp, licking my lips, the salt of you lingering like a wound.

I stand, shoving my tits against you, nipples scraping your skin like blades, sending shocks through my core. My fingers claw your chest, leaving red trails as I grab your cock, guiding it to my dripping pussy, its hot, swollen walls screaming to be filled. I sink onto you, slow and torturous, hissing as your thickness stretches me, splitting me open, every inch a delicious burn. “Fuck, you’re big,” I moan, loud and broken, legs trembling as I grind down, water slicking the obscene slide of our bodies. The glass fogs, the droplets swirling like a fucking hurricane, magic torching our nerves. My nails tear into your back, ripping skin as I ride you, hips slamming, tits bouncing with every thrust, the wet slap of flesh louder than the shower’s roar. You grab my ass, fingers digging in, bruising, thrusting up to meet me, and I lose it, snarling, “Fuck me harder, you bastard, make it hurt.”

It’s primal, a middle finger to every rule that should keep us apart. The air chokes with sweat, arousal, and the sharp, metallic tang of magic, the shower’s heat a furnace that fuels our frenzy. My pussy grips you, throbbing, milking every thrust, slick dripping down your cock, mixing with the water. I lean in, teeth nipping your ear, panting, “You’re so fucking deep, it’s killing me.” My voice is a ragged plea, my body shaking as I grind harder, chasing the edge. The droplets blaze, light pulsing with our rhythm, every sensation raw to the point of breaking. I claw your shoulders, nails drawing blood, screaming, “Come in me, fucking do it, now!” It’s a demand, a prayer, my pussy spasming, desperate for release.

You shove me against the glass, the cold a shock against my back, and pound into me, relentless, each thrust a hammer to my core. My tits bounce, water streaming over them, nipples aching as they scrape the glass. I wrap my legs around you, pulling you deeper, my moans turning to guttural cries. “Fuck, yes, like that,” I growl, my voice barely human, the magic amplifying every pulse of pleasure until it’s pain. The droplets spiral faster, a blinding storm of light that mirrors the chaos inside me. Your hands grip my hips, bruising, as you drive harder, your cock throbbing, ready to break. My pussy clenches, a vice, as I teeter on the edge, every nerve screaming for release.

You explode, cock pulsing as you pump hot cum into me, flooding my pussy with heat that shatters me. My orgasm rips through, a fucking blade, my walls convulsing, gushing slick over you as I scream, voice swallowed by the steam. The droplets detonate, a cascade of light that paints the shower in wild, fleeting glory, blinding us before fading into shadows. I slump against you, gasping, skin slick with sweat, cum, and water, our bodies trembling in the wreckage. The air’s heavy, pulsing with the aftershock of our fuck, the shower’s heat a cruel tease against my raw, aching flesh. For a moment, we’re locked together, chests heaving, breaths ragged, the world reduced to the pounding water and our shared ruin.

The silvery mist creeps back, coiling like a snake, its hum a low, mocking purr. I force a kiss on you, rough and hungry, tongue claiming yours, tasting the salt and desperation of our act. My lips linger, a final theft of your breath, before I pull back, whispering, “Till the water begs for me.” My voice is hoarse, barely cutting through the spray, a promise and a curse. I dissolve into the steam, my body melting into silvery light, gone in a heartbeat. You’re alone, water pounding, tiles slick with our mess, the air thick with the scent of sex and eucalyptus. A single glowing droplet clings to the glass, mocking you, its faint pulse a reminder of what we did. Your chest heaves, cock still twitching, body screaming for more, heart pounding with the weight of my absence. The shower hums with leftover magic, a cruel echo of the forbidden shit we unleashed, and the promise I’ll fucking come back when the mist decides.