[ If either of them should be responsible, it should be her - she's the one who knows exactly what sort of trouble they're going to get into if something goes wrong but she's too far gone to think about it. All she can do is cling to Oberon's shoulders, nails digging into his back, breathing in ragged pants that hitch in her throat with each thrust. It's all going too fast, too hard for her to think about any of it but then when he pulls back and she sees his face... it's like everything goes quiet and still just for a second.
Ah. She's never seen him with such a desperate expression before. Even in their most heated moments, when they've teased and wound up each other to the point of near-madness, he's never looked so frantic, so wild and lost in his own desire, pupils blown wide, mouth open, breath coming short. She thinks she's never seen anything more lovely. ]
Oberon...
[ Her breath rushes out of her. She reaches up to thread her fingers though his hair again pulling him down to kiss him - messy and clumsy, but heated all the same - before she pants a response into his mouth. ]
It's okay. It's okay...! I want it, too, so...!
[ She'd already told him, hadn't she? To make sure she couldn't ever forget again. ]
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Ah. She's never seen him with such a desperate expression before. Even in their most heated moments, when they've teased and wound up each other to the point of near-madness, he's never looked so frantic, so wild and lost in his own desire, pupils blown wide, mouth open, breath coming short. She thinks she's never seen anything more lovely. ]
Oberon...
[ Her breath rushes out of her. She reaches up to thread her fingers though his hair again pulling him down to kiss him - messy and clumsy, but heated all the same - before she pants a response into his mouth. ]
It's okay. It's okay...! I want it, too, so...!
[ She'd already told him, hadn't she? To make sure she couldn't ever forget again. ]