[ She's so wet... and when she peaks, she's so quiet... save for the small keening whimper of his name as she shudders and trembles, something that Oberon can intimately feel as she arches against him. He's still plenty aroused as is, slowing down to a more reasonable pace but still pumping his fingers into her entrance as she twitches around him... but he feels nostalgia as well.
It'd been just like this during their first time together too, hadn't it? She was so desperately needy, but when she goes over the edge, her voice became so small...
...Ah, though there's one thing he hasn't done yet. Perhaps for the best, since they can't quite get away with it here, but... ]
Ai...
[ Her shirt—well, HIS shirt—has fallen further, her shoulder fully exposed... so he leans in closer, his breath briefly on Ai's neck... before biting down on her shoulder and marking her the way he's always done.
...At least he was considerate enough to do it somewhere easily hidden, right? ]
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It'd been just like this during their first time together too, hadn't it? She was so desperately needy, but when she goes over the edge, her voice became so small...
...Ah, though there's one thing he hasn't done yet. Perhaps for the best, since they can't quite get away with it here, but... ]
Ai...
[ Her shirt—well, HIS shirt—has fallen further, her shoulder fully exposed... so he leans in closer, his breath briefly on Ai's neck... before biting down on her shoulder and marking her the way he's always done.
...At least he was considerate enough to do it somewhere easily hidden, right? ]