[ She can hear it, too - the wet, needy sound of her body taking his fingers, and the slick noise every time he pulls back and pushes back inside her. It's unforgivably filthy, absolutely obscene and even though it's beyond embarrassing to realize just how wet and desperate her body is for him, Ai can't find it in herself to care. It feels so good and if she's even a little honest with herself, the filthy noises their bodies make are only stirring her up even more. The body of a pure maiden like her, a revered Saintess, making such a mess, being covered in marks and proof of the Mors King's ownership..
She trembles and twitches under him, her moans rising higher and higher, her breathing growing increasingly ragged. He's taking her apart so easily and all she can do is writhe helplessly under him, her hips bucking into his hand, her breath coming in short, sharp bursts. For all her bravado once upon a time letting him break her, it seems the Mors King might succeed after all. ]
Ah... Ah, I-I can't, I can't-
[ Ai's hips twitch, and suddenly her legs are clamping shut, locking tight around his wrist - her whole body clenches tight around him as climaxes, and her moans rise high and sweet and shaky. The rush of heat and pleasure is intense enough to blur the edges of her vision and all through it, she clings to him, fingers curling into his shirt and her face pressed against his shoulder. ]
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She trembles and twitches under him, her moans rising higher and higher, her breathing growing increasingly ragged. He's taking her apart so easily and all she can do is writhe helplessly under him, her hips bucking into his hand, her breath coming in short, sharp bursts. For all her bravado once upon a time letting him break her, it seems the Mors King might succeed after all. ]
Ah... Ah, I-I can't, I can't-
[ Ai's hips twitch, and suddenly her legs are clamping shut, locking tight around his wrist - her whole body clenches tight around him as climaxes, and her moans rise high and sweet and shaky. The rush of heat and pleasure is intense enough to blur the edges of her vision and all through it, she clings to him, fingers curling into his shirt and her face pressed against his shoulder. ]