[ She's quiet for a moment. Her body aches - her thighs and between her legs especially. It seems like she's gotten her wish to know how exactly he might have to treat her for her to have trouble walking the next day. She's sticky and sweaty still and certain that her hair must be in utter disarray. Whichever way you look at her, she's been ruined beyond repair. And yet... ]

I don't. [ Her voice is soft and a little muffled, but then she lifts her face to look at him properly. She's still blushing. ] It's just... a little embarrassing. I didn't think I could be that shameless... or that I could accept that much of you.

[ It'd all felt frighteningly good. But she's kind of shocked at what her own body was able to accommodate... ]