[ Ai chokes. The sounds she's so shamelessly spilling into the kiss rise in pitch, volume, intensity - everything. For a moment, even with him kissing her and holding her so close, the instant she feels him dig that deep into her, that much further than she'd ever imagined her body would be able to accommodate anything - she's a little scared. What if she can't take it, what if it really does break her, what if it hurts-
But impossibly, her body yields. No, more than that, it accepts, greedily clenching down on him. All that fear melts away into an intense, overwhelming relief. She can take this. Somehow, she can. The sensation of his body so firmly inside her, filling her up so completely is overwhelmingly, terrifyingly satisfying. And - and hearing him, too, huffing gasps and moans into their kiss... he's fallen too and it's all because of her. If they're this close, there's no way she won't end up stained by the mess he ends up making and the thought of it is so terribly, terribly filthy that the very last threads of her shame and self restraint finally give way. ]
L-like this, right here - [ She can barely speak but even so, the Mors King always seems to know what her words mean. ] I-I'm yours, hah, yours, s-so...
[ So make sure of it. Make sure she's so dirty, so stained by the evidence of their depravity that nobody would be able to miss who she belongs to.]
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But impossibly, her body yields. No, more than that, it accepts, greedily clenching down on him. All that fear melts away into an intense, overwhelming relief. She can take this. Somehow, she can. The sensation of his body so firmly inside her, filling her up so completely is overwhelmingly, terrifyingly satisfying. And - and hearing him, too, huffing gasps and moans into their kiss... he's fallen too and it's all because of her. If they're this close, there's no way she won't end up stained by the mess he ends up making and the thought of it is so terribly, terribly filthy that the very last threads of her shame and self restraint finally give way. ]
L-like this, right here - [ She can barely speak but even so, the Mors King always seems to know what her words mean. ] I-I'm yours, hah, yours, s-so...
[ So make sure of it. Make sure she's so dirty, so stained by the evidence of their depravity that nobody would be able to miss who she belongs to.]