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Oberon V̴͍̄ò̴͍r̵̨̅t̶̥̂i̵̬̓g̶̩͋ę̸͆r̶̬̍n̷͕͘ ([personal profile] midsummerlies) wrote in [community profile] decorator 2025-01-02 10:10 am (UTC)

[ The fantasy lingers in his mind, stubbornly refusing to die... but if nothing else, a fantasy can at least be pushed aside, making it's presence just a little easier to ignore.

The huff of her breath against him, however, is impossible to ignore. He figured out what she was trying to do when she turned around on him... and he's grateful that, like this, she can't see the way his eyes widened in anticipation.

His mind races... she's looking at it so closely, so intimately... but the same can be said for her as she exposes herself to him in exchange. It feels almost fair, in a way... ]


H-Hhaah...

[ The sensation of her lips around him is... divine. It feels ironic to describe such a debaucherous act in such a way, but then again, this is a former Saintess. His claws instinctively come up to grip her hips, the wet feeling of her mouth on his inhuman organ different from the feeling of her hand and fingers wrapped around the grotesque shaft. Unsurprisingly, the texture on her tongue is completely unlike a human's... rough and uneven, rigid and tough, and here she is... servicing it so lewdly. ]

Hahh... where did... you learn this...

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