[ If she was ever fit to be called Saintess before, surely this is the end of it. She can't stop moaning, her voice rising in pitch and her volume only growing the harder and faster his tail scrapes against her. The heat of him behind her and the friction between her legs is unbearable. It feels good, so good, it's too much, and she doesn't want him to stop. Shamefully, unforgivably, she wants him to keep going, to go further and- ]
Ah...!
[ Suddenly, all at once, it's gone. The heat against her back, that delicious friction against her core. It leaves her all at once, and it's enough to make her dizzy. She's gasping for breath, shaking all over, and it takes her hazy eyes a few moments to find him on the bed.
She looks... There's no other word for it. Obscene. Even from where he's sat, its obvious - she's sweaty and flushed, hair sticking to her cheeks and her eyes glazed and dark. Her trembling thighs are sticky and slick with the mess he'd been stirring up and her shift has ridden up enough that there's not a hint of modesty left. Nobody would ever look at her in that sort of state and think she was a Saintess.
And her expression is... ]
N... No... wait...
[ She has to fist her hands into the sheets to stop herself reaching out to touch him. ]
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Ah...!
[ Suddenly, all at once, it's gone. The heat against her back, that delicious friction against her core. It leaves her all at once, and it's enough to make her dizzy. She's gasping for breath, shaking all over, and it takes her hazy eyes a few moments to find him on the bed.
She looks... There's no other word for it. Obscene. Even from where he's sat, its obvious - she's sweaty and flushed, hair sticking to her cheeks and her eyes glazed and dark. Her trembling thighs are sticky and slick with the mess he'd been stirring up and her shift has ridden up enough that there's not a hint of modesty left. Nobody would ever look at her in that sort of state and think she was a Saintess.
And her expression is... ]
N... No... wait...
[ She has to fist her hands into the sheets to stop herself reaching out to touch him. ]
... Why...?