[ His grin becomes more genuine as a result of her reactions. As expected, tearing her walls down is truly satisfying. Perhaps more so after how long he's done the same thing over and over again. It was so easy... and now look at her, desperately grasping at him, grasping at anything to keep her steady as her body melts in his hands. ]
Hm? You didn't think? Think what, Saintess? You thought I wouldn't?
[ So he says, as if she hadn't been correct on some level. She had just failed to account for the possibility that she might tip him over an edge at her own expense.
His claw moves up from her breast to trail up to her collarbone, up her neck, up her chin... until the razor-sharp tip stops at her bottom lip. ]
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Hm? You didn't think? Think what, Saintess? You thought I wouldn't?
[ So he says, as if she hadn't been correct on some level. She had just failed to account for the possibility that she might tip him over an edge at her own expense.
His claw moves up from her breast to trail up to her collarbone, up her neck, up her chin... until the razor-sharp tip stops at her bottom lip. ]
Or is something else surprising you?