[ The first thing the Mors King realizes as he plunges his tail inside her... is just how readily she takes him. Second is how warm it is, and third is how tight she is. Claimed by a beast, violated in all the ways that matter, he feels her climax... the way she tightens around him, the spray of fluid onto his scales.
As she shakes and cries and shudders through orgasm, he holds her body firm, preventing her from limply melting onto the bed right then and there... though her eyes are already so hazy that he doubts that it would've made a difference either way. ]
Hah... hah...
[ He remains like that, his tail still deep inside her, letting her shudder and shake as she comes down from an unimaginable high. In a way, how else can he describe her right now other than "broken"? He almost laughs. To think that this is the woman who offered herself up to be broken by him... if he had been serious about that from the start, the poor woman wouldn't have lasted even five minutes if this is her state right now.
Her state right now... limp, breathless, all but melting into him with a truly lewd and disgraceful look on her face...
It occurs to him that, in this moment, he is unbearably aroused. Not that what he just did wasn't pleasurable to him in a sense... but he can't help but be painfully aware of his monstrous arousal.
It would be so easy. She can't even resist. She might break free of her stupor to protest if she saw him, but that's hardly a reason for him to stop, isn't it? All it'd take is to just pin her down so that she can't even flail, force himself in, and... ]
Ah...
[ No... no, that's enough. That's enough, and he means it this time. His tail still inside her, he gently sets her limp body onto the bed, slipping her indecent body underneath the covers.
She might have reason to complain about the tatters her shift has been left in, but it's not as though she'll have much use for a shift from now on.
His clawed hand reaches up to brush the stray strands of her hair away from her sweat-covered face... and only then does he slowly bring his tail back, gently pulling it out of her so as to not overstimulate her further. ]
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As she shakes and cries and shudders through orgasm, he holds her body firm, preventing her from limply melting onto the bed right then and there... though her eyes are already so hazy that he doubts that it would've made a difference either way. ]
Hah... hah...
[ He remains like that, his tail still deep inside her, letting her shudder and shake as she comes down from an unimaginable high. In a way, how else can he describe her right now other than "broken"? He almost laughs. To think that this is the woman who offered herself up to be broken by him... if he had been serious about that from the start, the poor woman wouldn't have lasted even five minutes if this is her state right now.
Her state right now... limp, breathless, all but melting into him with a truly lewd and disgraceful look on her face...
It occurs to him that, in this moment, he is unbearably aroused. Not that what he just did wasn't pleasurable to him in a sense... but he can't help but be painfully aware of his monstrous arousal.
It would be so easy. She can't even resist. She might break free of her stupor to protest if she saw him, but that's hardly a reason for him to stop, isn't it? All it'd take is to just pin her down so that she can't even flail, force himself in, and... ]
Ah...
[ No... no, that's enough. That's enough, and he means it this time. His tail still inside her, he gently sets her limp body onto the bed, slipping her indecent body underneath the covers.
She might have reason to complain about the tatters her shift has been left in, but it's not as though she'll have much use for a shift from now on.His clawed hand reaches up to brush the stray strands of her hair away from her sweat-covered face... and only then does he slowly bring his tail back, gently pulling it out of her so as to not overstimulate her further. ]