[ It's impossible. Unthinkable. Both of them know full well that her body had barely even been able to take his tail, no matter how greedily she'd wanted it, so there's no way she could manage this. Even if both of them are thinking it, even if both of them are wanting it... even considering trying it would be beyond irresponsible today. She's only just recovered from how thoroughly he'd satisfied her a few days ago - so there's no way.
Even so.
Pretending isn't so bad, is it? ]
Mm... wh-whose fault is that? I was a Saintess when I came here and now - ah- [ A jolt goes through her body, a shivering pulse of pleasure that makes her thighs tense and pull a little closer together. He's gotten much more bold, his fingers starting to move a little faster and more forcefully inside her, and it's so good she can hardly stand it. ] Mmn- ah, Oberon...
[ Oh. That's the first time she's said his name like that, isn't it? In that low, sweetly pleading voice. She's so wet around his fingers now that she can hear how slick and sticky the movement of his fingers inside her is, but it's not enough to hide the sound of her own ragged moaning. His, too - she can tell his breathing is getting a little more labored, a little more desperate, and it only encourages her to keep moving her hand, squeezing him tighter, trying to find the places that make him gasp. ]
It.. it's all your fault, you know? I'd still be a Saintess if you hadn't...!
[ Her words melt into a long, heated moan when the next thrust of his fingers makes his claws press and curl just right and her whole body arches and trembles - and snaps. Her moan sharpens into a cry and she shudders, clenching tightly around his fingers as the climax rolls through her in a wave - not as intense as the one's he'd teased out of her with his tail, but just as lovely all the same. ]
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Even so.
Pretending isn't so bad, is it? ]
Mm... wh-whose fault is that? I was a Saintess when I came here and now - ah- [ A jolt goes through her body, a shivering pulse of pleasure that makes her thighs tense and pull a little closer together. He's gotten much more bold, his fingers starting to move a little faster and more forcefully inside her, and it's so good she can hardly stand it. ] Mmn- ah, Oberon...
[ Oh. That's the first time she's said his name like that, isn't it? In that low, sweetly pleading voice. She's so wet around his fingers now that she can hear how slick and sticky the movement of his fingers inside her is, but it's not enough to hide the sound of her own ragged moaning. His, too - she can tell his breathing is getting a little more labored, a little more desperate, and it only encourages her to keep moving her hand, squeezing him tighter, trying to find the places that make him gasp. ]
It.. it's all your fault, you know? I'd still be a Saintess if you hadn't...!
[ Her words melt into a long, heated moan when the next thrust of his fingers makes his claws press and curl just right and her whole body arches and trembles - and snaps. Her moan sharpens into a cry and she shudders, clenching tightly around his fingers as the climax rolls through her in a wave - not as intense as the one's he'd teased out of her with his tail, but just as lovely all the same. ]