[ The Saintess isn't allowed to indulge in anything she wants - especially not something this filthy. It doesn't matter that she'd been dirty and sinful all along, so long as what showed on the outside was pure and neat. A kiss like this, the Mors King's hands all over her - it's anything but pure and neat. Maybe that's why it feels so good.
Ai doesn't resist. But rather than just accepting his attention, this time instead of just pliant, she's eager, receptive, responsive - her fingers comb through his hair as they kiss, her thighs spread for him to settle between them. Her tongue flickers against his and her breath is hot and shaky. All of her is, really, and she only breaks away from him to give him space to peel the shift away from her body.
She'd been completely uncovered in the bath already, but... this is different. She's bare, completely exposed under him and there's a flush in her cheeks steadily making its way down her neck and chest, too. ]
... You were looking at me in the bath, but this is still so...
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Ai doesn't resist. But rather than just accepting his attention, this time instead of just pliant, she's eager, receptive, responsive - her fingers comb through his hair as they kiss, her thighs spread for him to settle between them. Her tongue flickers against his and her breath is hot and shaky. All of her is, really, and she only breaks away from him to give him space to peel the shift away from her body.
She'd been completely uncovered in the bath already, but... this is different. She's bare, completely exposed under him and there's a flush in her cheeks steadily making its way down her neck and chest, too. ]
... You were looking at me in the bath, but this is still so...