[ For a brief moment, he pauses. Freezes, even. It hurts... for a brief moment, he fears having actually hurt her... but no, her body is still reacting positively.
There's a small sigh of relief from him before he continues to bite down on her neck. Right, if it actually hurt, she wouldn't be whining like that... yet still, the thought of hurting her...
...he refuses to allow her to mention what she undoubtedly would take notice of, however, and decides to distract her by pumping his fingers into her even faster. He can hear the wet noises made each time he does so. God, her body is even needier than she herself is. ]
[ She can hear it, too - the wet, needy sound of her body taking his fingers, and the slick noise every time he pulls back and pushes back inside her. It's unforgivably filthy, absolutely obscene and even though it's beyond embarrassing to realize just how wet and desperate her body is for him, Ai can't find it in herself to care. It feels so good and if she's even a little honest with herself, the filthy noises their bodies make are only stirring her up even more. The body of a pure maiden like her, a revered Saintess, making such a mess, being covered in marks and proof of the Mors King's ownership..
She trembles and twitches under him, her moans rising higher and higher, her breathing growing increasingly ragged. He's taking her apart so easily and all she can do is writhe helplessly under him, her hips bucking into his hand, her breath coming in short, sharp bursts. For all her bravado once upon a time letting him break her, it seems the Mors King might succeed after all. ]
Ah... Ah, I-I can't, I can't-
[ Ai's hips twitch, and suddenly her legs are clamping shut, locking tight around his wrist - her whole body clenches tight around him as climaxes, and her moans rise high and sweet and shaky. The rush of heat and pleasure is intense enough to blur the edges of her vision and all through it, she clings to him, fingers curling into his shirt and her face pressed against his shoulder. ]
[ He can't help but grin as he feels her clench tight around him... the feeling of her burying her face into his shoulder as she all but unravels all over him. He doesn't stop, either. He continues to pump his claws into her throughout her climax, stimulating her further until she starts to finally come down... and only then does he slow his scaled fingers to a stop. ]
Hah... to think you were capable of such a mess, Ai...
[ He has no problem with keeping his facade up... but shit, if she clings to him and makes a mess like that, there's no way he can stop himself from getting worked up too... ]
[ For a second, Ai says nothing - she pants warmly into the crook of his neck, trying to catch her breath. The way his claws still rub and stroke inside her is just making the aftershocks of her climax all the more intense, and she's so sensitive right now that every touch is almost unbearably good. But when everything finally slows, she's able to breathe properly and her voice trembles out of her. ]
I-if you touch me like that... Of course I'll make a mess...
[ A shuddering, satisfied sigh. The ache and sensitivity of her body are starting to ease off already, and all the tension in her body is slowly unwinding, but now, there's a different kind of neediness stirring in her. All this time, the Mors King has been the one to indulge in her and she can see and feel just how unsatisfied he is by the end of it all, so...
One of her hands starts tentatively stroking up the length of his thigh. ]
[ Her hands run along the scales on his thigh, and... her hand really is soft, isn't it? Soft and slender, a stark contrast to his hard and rough scales. He wonders, then... would it really be so bad to let her satisfy him in return? Certainly, there are limits, but... ]
Hah... you would try and satisfy the Mors King...?
[ She's already fallen so far from being a Saintess, but it's still amusing to think about. ]
It's only fair, isn't it? [ Her voice is still trembling , but there's something warm and coy to it now. ] You've had your fun with me so far, so it's my turn. It's not fair if I'm the only one who ends up making a mess.
[ Her fingers reach the apex of his thigh and she pauses, her hand resting there, thumb stroking over the seam where the scales start to grow finer and softer. It's not as if she's never done this, but the Mors King is... different. But surely not different enough to be an insurmountable obstacle.
She turns her head so she can press a kiss to his throat and her fingers dip between his thighs. It- it already feels different, even if she can't look to see, but if she's gentle, if she strokes and touches him like this, then surely... ]
[ He refrains from stopping her, resists the urge to pull away, and...
Oh.
Oh.
His breath hitches. That's all it takes, the soft sensation of her fingers on him and it's like the sensation runs all the way up his spine... it's good. It feels good. Too good. She probably can't tell yet, but she's dealing with something far more intimidating than what she realizes...
His urge to pull away rises. He likes it, he likes it... and perhaps that's exactly why he can't stand it.
Suddenly he's grabbing her hands, yanking them up and away from himself and instead pinning them above her head. ]
Ah, but Ai... I don't play fair.
[ He says huskily, hiding the sense of frantic urgency that had spurred him to pin her hands above her so quickly... not to mention another source of distraction for her, his tail snaking along her body yet again. ]
[ It happens so quick she only realises what he's done when she's already pinned. She parts her lips to ask just why, but her breath all comes out in a gasp instead at the feel of his fingers curling tight around her wrists, squeezing just the same as the way his tail is wrapping around her body and the sensation is familiar enough to make her belly tie in knots all over again. She's so sensitive after her first climax, the heat in her veins is starting to stir again already and when she shifts, her thighs brush against his tail and she can't stop herself from shuddering. ]
W-wait, I just....
[ That's what she says - but what they've done so far is so good and she remembers just how intense things had been last night that even though her heart is pounding, her body is still eager and willing. ]
[ He grins down at her, and above her head, there's a small glow where her wrists are... and he pulls away his hands. Except she'll find that even without his hands there, her wrists remain pinned together above her head in that position, both immobilizing her hands and leaving her incapable of covering herself as he looks down at her.
If she looks up, she'll see a glowing magic circle binding her hands together, but the nature of the magic in play right now is hardly the most important thing to be focusing on. ]
Hah... look at you...
[ "You're beautiful" he thinks, but doesn't say... instead moving down to cup her chest with his scaled hands, leaning down to brush his teeth against her neck, and his tail... well, it snakes along her body until the tip she's oh so familiar with brushes against her sensitive entrance. ]
Apologies, Ai... but I'm not done devouring you yet...
[ She shouldn't be remotely surprised that the Mors King would use his magic floor something like this but she still can't stop herself squirming, pulling at whatever spell is keeping her pinned - not as if she has any hopes of freeing herself... even if she wanted to. ]
Th-there's no way you're supposed to use that spell like this...!
[ Despite what sounds like a protest and despite the scarlet blush steadily starting to take over her face again, there's no mistaking the way she reacts. His hands on her chest make more of those warm, eager breaths puff out of her, but it's his tail brushing against her that really gets her. She's still so sensitive from before, but the feeling of that rough, scaly texture brushing against her is enough to make her thighs twitch. It's so close to where she's already aching and throbbing and though it's surely shameful to be this needy, this wanting again already, she can't help it. Hadn't he promised to satisfy her? ]
[ He'll use his magic and any spell he wants however he pleases. Besides, he can't imagine that it hasn't been used like this before.
His tail rubs up against her the same way it did the previous night... though this time, his tip remains close to her entrance, rubbing up against it each time it moves back to rub his rough scales against her... teasing her with the sensation of what pushed her so far over the edge last time. ]
It's come to my attention... that you like this the most, don't you...
[ His tail almost pushes inside, only to slip past and rub against her instead. ]
I... ah, hah, h-how am I supposed to know when you've only done it once...
[ ... except her body's reaction is undeniable. She's already a panting, gasping, blushing mess and the slightest bit of that unbearable friction right where she's the most hot and needy has her trembling, thighs tensing and twitching. Her eyes flutter shut and her hips jerk, chasing the feeling of him rubbing against her and her moan is shamelessly loud.
He's teasing her. Somehow, it's even worse than last night - now she knows how good it feels, even though she's already been pushed to the point of climax once, it's not enough. It's not as satisfying as he promised and that's what makes her squirm so shamelessly under him. Even though he's such a beast -
Or maybe because he's such a beast. ]
It's not... ahh, it's not fair... t-teasing me like this is just cruel...
Then… tell me what you want the Mors King to do to you…
[ He continues to tease her entrance with his tail, continues to massage her chest with his hands, and tells her to speak her desired aloud. Speak them to the beast dominating her…
The grin on his face as he torments her is genuine. For all the kindness he hides, the part of him that sadistically enjoys making her squirm is undoubtedly genuine as well. ]
Do you want to be thoroughly violated by this beast? I won’t do it until you say it…
[ Oh, he's even worse than cruel. To make her beg, when it's already so obvious how much she wants him... it's just unbearable. An inpatient whine rises up from her and she tries to squirm her hips, chase the feeling of him teasing her, but he's holding her down so tight there's no room to move at all. Her whole body is a bundle of nerves and tension, and he's taking his sweet time torturing her, not giving her what she's already aching for, and her frustration only makes the heat burning in her veins all the more intense.
And yet... she doesn't hate it. Her body is so hot and wanting and his touch is so good and the thought of hearing herself admit something that filthy out loud...
A hot breath puffs out of her. She can't. She can't, she can't, she- ]
Y... Yes. I want...
[ Her voice is trembling and she can't quite meet his eyes as she says it - but... ]
I want you to... do what you did last night. [ She swallows. ] I w-want you to... violate me thoroughly, and, ahh, a-and I want you to s-satisfy me until I can't even m-move...
[ It's shameful, it's obscene and dirty and she can feel her face burning, but it's true. She wants to feel him inside her, wants him to satisfy her again and if that's how she's going to fall, then let her fall. ]
[ She's beautiful. She's beautiful and dirty... and god do both of those things appeal to him so strongly he can't resist... not when all of her radiance and all of her impurity is on full display to him. He can't stop himself from grinning. ]
Good girl...
[ He leans into the crook of her neck, his tail pulls back just enough so that she can feel the pointed tip rubbing at her clit... and at the same time, he both bites down on her neck and pushes his tail into her eager entrance.
One can only wonder how exactly he got so good at this... ]
[ Her response is immediate - a shuddering cry as her body clenches around him, her thighs tremble and her back arches so sharply that she actually rises up off the bed a little. Her hips are squirming and rolling as best they can against him, trying to take him deeper, and she can't stop a low moan from tumbling out of her. The heat and the ache are overwhelming - it feels so good she can hardly stand it even though he isn't even moving yet. His teeth at her throat, his weight pressing into her body, his tail buried so deep inside her and rubbing right against her- she doesn't know if she's going to be able to handle it when he starts moving, but- ]
Ah, hah- y-you didn't have to hold me down for this, I'm not g-going anywhere...!
[ Even if she says that... to her surprise, there's something about having her hands pinned and being so completely at his mercy that has heat pooling in her belly. It's not like it's any different from any other night, but being pinned and being on display for him like this is... ]
[ He takes his teeth away from her neck after leaving yet another mark and grins, pushing his rough and ridged tail deeper inside before pulling back out... and then pushing back in, thrusting it into her at a slow pace. It's hardly the same shape, and it gets thicker the more it goes in... but at this point, it's still above average in terms of size for this purpose. ]
I can tell... you're even tighter than before, now...
[ Helpless, completely at her mercy... that's always been the case, but her hands being bound only makes it even more apparent. She arches her back, her hips rise off the bed... only for his weight to oppressively push her back down.
Who knew the Saintess was such a cute little masochist? ]
[ She's shaking again, her whole body rocking in time with the steady thrust and drag of his tail. It's so different from his hands, from how it'd feel to have a human inside her - the scales are rough and her body is already so sensitive, she feels like her senses are going haywire. Even she knows how much more her body is clenching down on him, but even more than that, she's hyper aware of just how much more of him is going into her, working her open with each thrust. If he's willing to do this but not have her properly, then -
Then how much different is - ? ]
D-don't keep teasing me... you c-can't just, hah, make me say something so shameless a-and then keep playing with me...
[ God help this woman. She has no idea just how overwhelmingly out of her depth she is in regards to that... ]
Ah, then...
[ He lifts his head up to nip at her ear again, and his tail starts to speed up... starts to push even deeper. The tip of his tail pokes at someplace that would normally not be reached with another human, and his tail hits that spot again and again... ]
Ah- [ A sharp inhale, and then all her breath explodes back out in a stuttered cry. ] Ahh, w-wait, th-that's too... you shouldn't...!
[ She was the one who begged so shamelessly, but now the Mors King is giving her exactly what she asked for, and she can't keep up. She's already shaking, and every time the end of his tail rubs against that one place that makes her legs go numb, she cries out, her voice pitching high and her whole body arching. She's been here so long and he's had his claws all over her body more often than she could even think to count, but now she's being used like this, in a way she's fairly sure no human could manage, she's suddenly frighteningly aware that she really is at the mercy of a beast. His teeth, his claws, everything about him - everything that could be used to hurt her, he's using to please her and there's no resisting the intensity of it. ]
[ There's a part of him that considers stopping, still afraid of hurting her... but one look at the way her body is reacting is all he needs to assure himself into not stopping. He picks up the pace, breathing a little faster as he puts more effort into thrusting his tail in and out.
Overwhelming her is the goal... but even if it wasn't, he can't exactly blame her for being in such a state. She has to stretch so much around his tail, and though she was never "pure" in the first place, what she's going through right now is a different beast entirely. ]
Ah, ah, ah... trying to order around your King...? I wouldn't do that if I were you. Besides...
[ He suddenly pushes in a little further, pushing her body to it's limits... ]
[ It's clear as day she's already so close to the edge. Her hands are clenched in tight fists and she's panting and squirming so shamelessly underneath him, her voice is growing hoarse from all her cries and she can't seem to stop her body from shaking. She's flushed so bright and hot and she's trembling all over, but her body is eagerly accepting every inch of him and the way she's clenching and squeezing down around him is a dead giveaway that even if she's overwhelmed, she's still enjoying every second of this. Just like before, she's such a mess, wet enough that her thighs are slick, and his tail... the less said about that the better. ]
I'm not- I'm not-
[ She doesn't get a chance to protest. It happens in an instant - he's already so deep inside her it's almost frightening and she thinks that surely she couldn't be any more full - and then she is. So much that it almost hurts, that one last thrust pushing him so far into her that there's no way she could possibly hold on any longer. Her hips jerk, her thighs tense, and her cry is wordless and broken as she climaxes hard enough to make tears spring to her eyes. It's almost too much - her whole body is tense, she's arching off the bed so hard her back is practically in half. The intensity of it leaves her breathless, and by the time it finally passes and she falls limp back against the bed, her whole body is still shaking to pieces. ]
[ She's a wreck. She's totally broken. Isn't that what he promised her, once upon a time? That he'd break her completely? To think that he held off on doing it for so long... just look at her. Breaking her might be somewhat addicting.
He stops to allow her to ride through this first orgasm, to well and truly experience it as she arches and cries and finally goes limp just like she'd done the night before...
But... ]
Oh, you really liked that, didn't you... but don't you worry...
[ His tail starts to move again, barely even giving her enough time to catch her breath as it quickly starts to approach the same speed as before. ]
"Until you can't even move" I believe you said...
[ Forget "almost" too much... he intends for this to be too much period. A part of him wonders, then, if that would scare her... but ah, between his legs is a sign of just how far gone he is... this is what she asked for, and he's simply obliging her request. ]
[ His words don't really reach her at first. Her head's spinning and she's too focused on trying to gasp some air back into her lungs. But the second his tail shifts inside her again, the second the intensity of his movements start building right back up to the peak they were at, she realizes just how much trouble she's really in. ]
H-hah- w-wait, I'm still-!
[ The rest of her words get lost in a helpless cry. Her whole body is already hypersensitive and each drag and thrust is even more overwhelming than the last. It's too soon and too much and there isn't even anything she can do - her hands are still pinned and even though her whole body squirms and bows off the bed with each thrust, she's absolutely helpless. His tail is so much thicker she'd thought, and his body is still pinning hers down so firmly and the feeling of being violated as thoroughly as she'd begged to be makes her head spin. Heat is burning under her skin and her face is flushed bright red - tears break free from her eyes, starting to roll down her cheeks. She's making such a disgraceful display but somehow it still feels so good.
Ah. She really is making such a mess. No wonder he said she was dirty. ]
[ "Mess" is a complete understatement. The sheets below Ai's legs are already soaked... but if that bothers him, it doesn't show. He just continues to thrust his tail in and out, stretching open her poor overstimulated hole without a single shred of mercy.
The magic holds strong, refusing to allow her hands even the slightest bit of leeway. She's trapped, completely at his mercy, and now she's paying the price by finally... finally being broken by him.
To think that once upon a time, she thought she could handle this... ]
Just let it happen, Ai... lose yourself in it...
[ He's left so many marks along her neck, but now he brings his head up to look down directly at her. Ah, look at those tears... he'd like to say he feels bad, but seeing her like this... seeing her in these specific tears... he loves it.
So much... that without even thinking about it, he leans in and kisses her. ]
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There's a small sigh of relief from him before he continues to bite down on her neck. Right, if it actually hurt, she wouldn't be whining like that... yet still, the thought of hurting her...
...he refuses to allow her to mention what she undoubtedly would take notice of, however, and decides to distract her by pumping his fingers into her even faster. He can hear the wet noises made each time he does so. God, her body is even needier than she herself is. ]
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She trembles and twitches under him, her moans rising higher and higher, her breathing growing increasingly ragged. He's taking her apart so easily and all she can do is writhe helplessly under him, her hips bucking into his hand, her breath coming in short, sharp bursts. For all her bravado once upon a time letting him break her, it seems the Mors King might succeed after all. ]
Ah... Ah, I-I can't, I can't-
[ Ai's hips twitch, and suddenly her legs are clamping shut, locking tight around his wrist - her whole body clenches tight around him as climaxes, and her moans rise high and sweet and shaky. The rush of heat and pleasure is intense enough to blur the edges of her vision and all through it, she clings to him, fingers curling into his shirt and her face pressed against his shoulder. ]
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Hah... to think you were capable of such a mess, Ai...
[ He has no problem with keeping his facade up... but shit, if she clings to him and makes a mess like that, there's no way he can stop himself from getting worked up too... ]
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I-if you touch me like that... Of course I'll make a mess...
[ A shuddering, satisfied sigh. The ache and sensitivity of her body are starting to ease off already, and all the tension in her body is slowly unwinding, but now, there's a different kind of neediness stirring in her. All this time, the Mors King has been the one to indulge in her and she can see and feel just how unsatisfied he is by the end of it all, so...
One of her hands starts tentatively stroking up the length of his thigh. ]
It's not fair if it's just me.
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[ Her hands run along the scales on his thigh, and... her hand really is soft, isn't it? Soft and slender, a stark contrast to his hard and rough scales. He wonders, then... would it really be so bad to let her satisfy him in return? Certainly, there are limits, but... ]
Hah... you would try and satisfy the Mors King...?
[ She's already fallen so far from being a Saintess, but it's still amusing to think about. ]
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[ Her fingers reach the apex of his thigh and she pauses, her hand resting there, thumb stroking over the seam where the scales start to grow finer and softer. It's not as if she's never done this, but the Mors King is... different. But surely not different enough to be an insurmountable obstacle.
She turns her head so she can press a kiss to his throat and her fingers dip between his thighs. It- it already feels different, even if she can't look to see, but if she's gentle, if she strokes and touches him like this, then surely... ]
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Oh.
Oh.
His breath hitches. That's all it takes, the soft sensation of her fingers on him and it's like the sensation runs all the way up his spine... it's good. It feels good. Too good. She probably can't tell yet, but she's dealing with something far more intimidating than what she realizes...
His urge to pull away rises. He likes it, he likes it... and perhaps that's exactly why he can't stand it.
Suddenly he's grabbing her hands, yanking them up and away from himself and instead pinning them above her head. ]
Ah, but Ai... I don't play fair.
[ He says huskily, hiding the sense of frantic urgency that had spurred him to pin her hands above her so quickly... not to mention another source of distraction for her, his tail snaking along her body yet again. ]
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[ It happens so quick she only realises what he's done when she's already pinned. She parts her lips to ask just why, but her breath all comes out in a gasp instead at the feel of his fingers curling tight around her wrists, squeezing just the same as the way his tail is wrapping around her body and the sensation is familiar enough to make her belly tie in knots all over again. She's so sensitive after her first climax, the heat in her veins is starting to stir again already and when she shifts, her thighs brush against his tail and she can't stop herself from shuddering. ]
W-wait, I just....
[ That's what she says - but what they've done so far is so good and she remembers just how intense things had been last night that even though her heart is pounding, her body is still eager and willing. ]
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If she looks up, she'll see a glowing magic circle binding her hands together, but the nature of the magic in play right now is hardly the most important thing to be focusing on. ]
Hah... look at you...
[ "You're beautiful" he thinks, but doesn't say... instead moving down to cup her chest with his scaled hands, leaning down to brush his teeth against her neck, and his tail... well, it snakes along her body until the tip she's oh so familiar with brushes against her sensitive entrance. ]
Apologies, Ai... but I'm not done devouring you yet...
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Th-there's no way you're supposed to use that spell like this...!
[ Despite what sounds like a protest and despite the scarlet blush steadily starting to take over her face again, there's no mistaking the way she reacts. His hands on her chest make more of those warm, eager breaths puff out of her, but it's his tail brushing against her that really gets her. She's still so sensitive from before, but the feeling of that rough, scaly texture brushing against her is enough to make her thighs twitch. It's so close to where she's already aching and throbbing and though it's surely shameful to be this needy, this wanting again already, she can't help it. Hadn't he promised to satisfy her? ]
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[ He'll use his magic and any spell he wants however he pleases. Besides, he can't imagine that it hasn't been used like this before.
His tail rubs up against her the same way it did the previous night... though this time, his tip remains close to her entrance, rubbing up against it each time it moves back to rub his rough scales against her... teasing her with the sensation of what pushed her so far over the edge last time. ]
It's come to my attention... that you like this the most, don't you...
[ His tail almost pushes inside, only to slip past and rub against her instead. ]
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[ ... except her body's reaction is undeniable. She's already a panting, gasping, blushing mess and the slightest bit of that unbearable friction right where she's the most hot and needy has her trembling, thighs tensing and twitching. Her eyes flutter shut and her hips jerk, chasing the feeling of him rubbing against her and her moan is shamelessly loud.
He's teasing her. Somehow, it's even worse than last night - now she knows how good it feels, even though she's already been pushed to the point of climax once, it's not enough. It's not as satisfying as he promised and that's what makes her squirm so shamelessly under him. Even though he's such a beast -
Or maybe because he's such a beast. ]
It's not... ahh, it's not fair... t-teasing me like this is just cruel...
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[ He continues to tease her entrance with his tail, continues to massage her chest with his hands, and tells her to speak her desired aloud. Speak them to the beast dominating her…
The grin on his face as he torments her is genuine. For all the kindness he hides, the part of him that sadistically enjoys making her squirm is undoubtedly genuine as well. ]
Do you want to be thoroughly violated by this beast? I won’t do it until you say it…
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And yet... she doesn't hate it. Her body is so hot and wanting and his touch is so good and the thought of hearing herself admit something that filthy out loud...
A hot breath puffs out of her. She can't. She can't, she can't, she- ]
Y... Yes. I want...
[ Her voice is trembling and she can't quite meet his eyes as she says it - but... ]
I want you to... do what you did last night. [ She swallows. ] I w-want you to... violate me thoroughly, and, ahh, a-and I want you to s-satisfy me until I can't even m-move...
[ It's shameful, it's obscene and dirty and she can feel her face burning, but it's true. She wants to feel him inside her, wants him to satisfy her again and if that's how she's going to fall, then let her fall. ]
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Good girl...
[ He leans into the crook of her neck, his tail pulls back just enough so that she can feel the pointed tip rubbing at her clit... and at the same time, he both bites down on her neck and pushes his tail into her eager entrance.
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Ah, hah- y-you didn't have to hold me down for this, I'm not g-going anywhere...!
[ Even if she says that... to her surprise, there's something about having her hands pinned and being so completely at his mercy that has heat pooling in her belly. It's not like it's any different from any other night, but being pinned and being on display for him like this is... ]
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[ He takes his teeth away from her neck after leaving yet another mark and grins, pushing his rough and ridged tail deeper inside before pulling back out... and then pushing back in, thrusting it into her at a slow pace. It's hardly the same shape, and it gets thicker the more it goes in... but at this point, it's still above average in terms of size for this purpose. ]
I can tell... you're even tighter than before, now...
[ Helpless, completely at her mercy... that's always been the case, but her hands being bound only makes it even more apparent. She arches her back, her hips rise off the bed... only for his weight to oppressively push her back down.
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[ She's shaking again, her whole body rocking in time with the steady thrust and drag of his tail. It's so different from his hands, from how it'd feel to have a human inside her - the scales are rough and her body is already so sensitive, she feels like her senses are going haywire. Even she knows how much more her body is clenching down on him, but even more than that, she's hyper aware of just how much more of him is going into her, working her open with each thrust. If he's willing to do this but not have her properly, then -
Then how much different is - ? ]
D-don't keep teasing me... you c-can't just, hah, make me say something so shameless a-and then keep playing with me...
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Ah, then...
[ He lifts his head up to nip at her ear again, and his tail starts to speed up... starts to push even deeper. The tip of his tail pokes at someplace that would normally not be reached with another human, and his tail hits that spot again and again... ]
But you're just so adorable when I tease you...
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[ She was the one who begged so shamelessly, but now the Mors King is giving her exactly what she asked for, and she can't keep up. She's already shaking, and every time the end of his tail rubs against that one place that makes her legs go numb, she cries out, her voice pitching high and her whole body arching. She's been here so long and he's had his claws all over her body more often than she could even think to count, but now she's being used like this, in a way she's fairly sure no human could manage, she's suddenly frighteningly aware that she really is at the mercy of a beast. His teeth, his claws, everything about him - everything that could be used to hurt her, he's using to please her and there's no resisting the intensity of it. ]
It's too much, it's too much, I can't...!
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Overwhelming her is the goal... but even if it wasn't, he can't exactly blame her for being in such a state. She has to stretch so much around his tail, and though she was never "pure" in the first place, what she's going through right now is a different beast entirely. ]
Ah, ah, ah... trying to order around your King...? I wouldn't do that if I were you. Besides...
[ He suddenly pushes in a little further, pushing her body to it's limits... ]
Is this not what you wanted, Ai?
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I'm not- I'm not-
[ She doesn't get a chance to protest. It happens in an instant - he's already so deep inside her it's almost frightening and she thinks that surely she couldn't be any more full - and then she is. So much that it almost hurts, that one last thrust pushing him so far into her that there's no way she could possibly hold on any longer. Her hips jerk, her thighs tense, and her cry is wordless and broken as she climaxes hard enough to make tears spring to her eyes. It's almost too much - her whole body is tense, she's arching off the bed so hard her back is practically in half. The intensity of it leaves her breathless, and by the time it finally passes and she falls limp back against the bed, her whole body is still shaking to pieces. ]
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He stops to allow her to ride through this first orgasm, to well and truly experience it as she arches and cries and finally goes limp just like she'd done the night before...
But... ]
Oh, you really liked that, didn't you... but don't you worry...
[ His tail starts to move again, barely even giving her enough time to catch her breath as it quickly starts to approach the same speed as before. ]
"Until you can't even move" I believe you said...
[ Forget "almost" too much... he intends for this to be too much period. A part of him wonders, then, if that would scare her... but ah, between his legs is a sign of just how far gone he is... this is what she asked for, and he's simply obliging her request. ]
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H-hah- w-wait, I'm still-!
[ The rest of her words get lost in a helpless cry. Her whole body is already hypersensitive and each drag and thrust is even more overwhelming than the last. It's too soon and too much and there isn't even anything she can do - her hands are still pinned and even though her whole body squirms and bows off the bed with each thrust, she's absolutely helpless. His tail is so much thicker she'd thought, and his body is still pinning hers down so firmly and the feeling of being violated as thoroughly as she'd begged to be makes her head spin. Heat is burning under her skin and her face is flushed bright red - tears break free from her eyes, starting to roll down her cheeks. She's making such a disgraceful display but somehow it still feels so good.
Ah. She really is making such a mess. No wonder he said she was dirty. ]
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[ "Mess" is a complete understatement. The sheets below Ai's legs are already soaked... but if that bothers him, it doesn't show. He just continues to thrust his tail in and out, stretching open her poor overstimulated hole without a single shred of mercy.
The magic holds strong, refusing to allow her hands even the slightest bit of leeway. She's trapped, completely at his mercy, and now she's paying the price by finally... finally being broken by him.
To think that once upon a time, she thought she could handle this... ]
Just let it happen, Ai... lose yourself in it...
[ He's left so many marks along her neck, but now he brings his head up to look down directly at her. Ah, look at those tears... he'd like to say he feels bad, but seeing her like this... seeing her in these specific tears... he loves it.
So much... that without even thinking about it, he leans in and kisses her. ]
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