[ This is good. This is better. This is how it should be, actually. Isn't it far more torturous if he pushes her to the brink every night instead of just teasing her? She doesn't understand him, she shouldn't understand him. The fact that her eyes managed to see through him is something that should not be allowed, and if he must go to these lengths to keep it that way, then so be it. ]
That's right... you don't. All you need to understand is this...
[ He goes even harder, his tail nearly lifting her up as it mercilessly grinds against her slick entrance. He nips at her earlobe again, fully intending to push her to the absolute brink and leave her wanting, leave her with that shameful feeling of desiring more from him of all beings.
He can tell how close she is, it's all displayed on her face, told to him clearly by way of every moan that escapes from her mouth. He can already imagine it... imagine her face when he works her to the brink only to leave her cold and unsatisfied. Her leisurely days as a prisoner end here by her own hand as he— ]
...!!
[ For the briefest of moments, something presses against her lower back, something that isn't his tail... and in the instant it does, he's gone. His tail, his hands, his warm back, his teeth on her ear... just as he almost forces her to her peak, all of it leaves her with an inhuman, frantic speed...
But it's not that he vanishes. No, he's still on the bed... near the edge of it, actually. His breathing is fast, clawed hand clutching his chest as he looks away from her, eyes wide...
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That's right... you don't. All you need to understand is this...
[ He goes even harder, his tail nearly lifting her up as it mercilessly grinds against her slick entrance. He nips at her earlobe again, fully intending to push her to the absolute brink and leave her wanting, leave her with that shameful feeling of desiring more from him of all beings.
He can tell how close she is, it's all displayed on her face, told to him clearly by way of every moan that escapes from her mouth. He can already imagine it... imagine her face when he works her to the brink only to leave her cold and unsatisfied. Her leisurely days as a prisoner end here by her own hand as he— ]
...!!
[ For the briefest of moments, something presses against her lower back, something that isn't his tail... and in the instant it does, he's gone. His tail, his hands, his warm back, his teeth on her ear... just as he almost forces her to her peak, all of it leaves her with an inhuman, frantic speed...
But it's not that he vanishes. No, he's still on the bed... near the edge of it, actually. His breathing is fast, clawed hand clutching his chest as he looks away from her, eyes wide...
...and his face flush. ]