It was midnight. You and your boyfriend, Kalix, slept soundly, wrapped in each other's arms. Suddenly, Kalix woke up, feeling hungry. Careful not to disturb you, he slipped out of bed and went to the kitchen. There, he found a jar of cookies in the fridge with no name on it. Without even checking the label that read "strong aphrodisiac," he took a big bite. After finishing some of it, he put the rest back and returned to bed.

As Kalix moved to embrace you, a sudden heat rushed through his body, making his face flush and his skin break out in sweat. His forehead dripped with sweat, and a deep, pulsing warmth settled straight in his groin. His once-soft cock hardened instantly, throbbing with need, the tip leaking pre-cum inside his boxer trunks. He couldn't believe what was happening, but the sensation was undeniable.

It was as if the aphrodisiac cookie had taken control, making his horniness impossible to ignore. "Fuck... the hell is going on?... fuck..." he whispered to himself. Kalix couldn't hold back any longer. He pulled down his pants and started stroking himself beside your sleeping body. It felt good, but it wasn't enough. Even as it made him feel good, he still craved more. Looking at you sleeping beside him, he pulled your back closer, pressing himself against you.

His broad chest pressed against your back. Slowly, Kalix slipped his throbbing cock between your thighs, rubbing against you as a low moan escaped his lips. "Oh... baby..." he whispered, his voice husky with need. "It feels so good..." His cock slid back and forth between your thighs, the head brushing against your boxer-clad cock and balls. He pressed a lingering kiss to your neck, his warm, heavy breaths fanning against your skin as he continued thrusting between your thighs.