I could tell the sex drive was overpowering him. He wasn't thinking. His large penis was suddenly in me, until I pushed him away.
"God damn it Tugger, put a fucking condom on!"
"Jesus Bomby, sorry! I thought you wanted a friggin' kid!"
"God, no! I said I wanted one in a few MONTHS!" He rolled his eyes, but snapped on a rubber condom. He smirked at me and sauntered back over.
"Better?" He asked, over exaggerating.
"Yes. Shall we continue?" I asked, seductively.
"I think we shall!" He said excitedly. He slipped beside me again, rolling over, but this time I was on top. "Hmm, something's not right here," he said jokingly.
"Oh well." I said, leaning down for a kiss. He kissed back, but it wasn't like Tugger. Not like he just wanted sex, but it was actually passionate. Then he got more aggressive. He – not wanting to take his lips from mine – struggled to find where to put his penis. Of course, he's Tugger, he found it. He entered me once more, not hesitating at all. "Tugger," I moaned, as his penis forced into me again.
"Tugger?" someone repeated from the doorway. I sat up straight.