For some reason - for all this time, it'd never even occured to her to notice. In all the nights he'd spent playing with her, taunting her, and teasing her, he's never once gotten so...
She swallows. Her mouth is dry and her heart is racing and her mind is reeling. Again, that thought - that she should be repulsed, that the Mors King having this sort of reaction to her is something that should sicken her to her very core. But there's no revulsion in her. She's still trembling, still hot, still needy, and somehow the thought that he might be just as desperate as she is right now makes it that much worse. ]
... This is the only time you've ever seemed to enjoy yourself. Even a little.
[ What is she even saying? She must be mad. It's not what the circumstances call for at all - not what a Saintess should say. But... ]
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For some reason - for all this time, it'd never even occured to her to notice. In all the nights he'd spent playing with her, taunting her, and teasing her, he's never once gotten so...
She swallows. Her mouth is dry and her heart is racing and her mind is reeling. Again, that thought - that she should be repulsed, that the Mors King having this sort of reaction to her is something that should sicken her to her very core. But there's no revulsion in her. She's still trembling, still hot, still needy, and somehow the thought that he might be just as desperate as she is right now makes it that much worse. ]
... This is the only time you've ever seemed to enjoy yourself. Even a little.
[ What is she even saying? She must be mad. It's not what the circumstances call for at all - not what a Saintess should say. But... ]
So why... should we both just be miserable?