[ She doesn't really remember if she says anything else - or how long it takes. It could be seconds or minutes for all the sense she can make of any of it. Nothing else matters anymore save for his mouth against hers, the way his tail works her insides into such a shameless mess, and the promise of the mess he's going to make all over her.
She doesn't even have the energy to cry out when she reaches that final climax. Her body shudders, her heels sliding weakly against the soaked sheets, hips lifting just a little off the bed but the rest of her is completely limp and exhausted, utterly boneless, her muscles trembling. She has barely a second to try and breath before - ]
Aah...
[ Just as she'd asked. It's so much more than she'd expected - her thighs, her stomach, her chest all end up stained with even more of him than she'd imagined. It's too hot, but so is she right now - the Mors King's mess and her own combined are so filthy she can hardly believe it. She's absolutely ruined. Utterly, thoroughly, completely ruined. ]
Hah... ahah... a-are you... are you finally satisfied this time...?
[ He can only fall backwards once he finishes releasing himself onto her. Making a complete mess of her in a way that has surely permanently disqualified her from ever being a Saintess. The sight of her covered in him is proof enough of that.
Technically speaking, he isn't too worn physically. He's covered in sweat, but sexual acts of this level aren't enough to tire a dragon out. Mentally, however... he feels exhausted, leaning back to admire the mess he made.
His tail is still curled comfortably around her, snaking around her waist before entering her body proper. Ah, his tail is still so deep inside her... the magic binding her hands has finally dispersed, but he still hasn't pulled out his tail. ]
Hah... yeah... I'm satisfied, Ai...
[ Well, his body is eager for more... but it's satisfied enough at least with what he just did to relieve that pressure. He'll sleep easier tonight than he did last night, at least... but more than that, it's not like he's lying. After breaking her so completely... how could he not be satisfied with his work?
He uses his tail to pull her over on the bed until she at least has her head resting on a pillow. He imagines her current body heat would make the blanket unbearable, but... ]
...And you? Have I broken you to your satisfaction?
[ ...he also pulls her closer to himself as he settles down, letting out a long sigh as his body loses all tension. His tail remains inside her, keeping her full... perhaps due to his mental exhaustion, or maybe because he wants her to remember what they did when she wakes up. Either way, with the rest of it wrapped snugly around the outside of her body, it's not going anywhere anytime soon. ]
[ Everything's hazy. She's vaguely aware of him touching her, settling her on the bed - that her hands are free though it's not as though she has the strength to do anything with them. Her body and the sheets both are such a sticky mess... just how much work will she have to do tomorrow to clean all of it, if she can even manage to get out of bed...? She doesn't even want to imagine how sore she'll be when she wakes up.
But as his arms settle around her and she realises just how much of his tail is still inside her, it occurs to her that perhaps she should just stop caring. This is what she asked for, knowing full well what the consequences would be. If the Mors King is greedy then she's just as bad. None of it matters anymore - Fragaria discarded her, throwing her away to die but instead...
She settles against him. Her expression is... dazed really is the only word for it, dazed and flushed and her eyes are so unfocused, her breathing still hasn't quite evened out. She's been utterly ruined and yet... ]
Yes. [ Her voice is warm and low. ] I definitely couldn't withstand it every night... but right now I'm so...
[ She trails off. There's too many words for her to use and she has no idea which one to reach for. But when her expression is so satisfied and her voice so warm, it's not hard to figure out. ]
[ Ah, he can feel how she’s still twitching against him, her body still coming down from the overwhelming experience. It fills him with a sense of… pride. Pride at how much he was able to do to her.
Her body is sticky against his… but they’re both filthy now, so who cares about a little more filth between them? He can still feel just how warm and snug his tail is inside her. It feels… nice. He can only imagine what it’d feel like if it were more then just his tail inside her. Hopefully he doesn’t intend to break her like this every time… ]
Hah… good…
[ He glances at her. She’s on the verge of passing out… hell, sleep sounds nice to him good but… ]
[ It seems for a moment like she might have already slipped into sleep and missed his words... but then her eyes flit back open and she hears gazes up at him, her eyes searching his face. ]
... Oberon...
[ She reaches a hand up, trembling and weak, and gently strokes some of his mussed up hair back. Then she cradles his cheek in her palm and after a moment of gazing up at him like that...
She smiles. ]
Mm. It suits you. I won't forget.
[ Then she tilts her head up and presses her lips against his. ]
[ She sleeps so deeply she doesn't even remember drifting off. Her body had been so thoroughly worked to exhaustion that it barely takes a minute of being curled up close and safe in the Mors King's - in Oberon's arms before her eyes flutter closed and she drifts into a sated, satisfied sleep. She probably would've slept most of the next day if it wasn't for the wake-up she receives - a ray of watery early morning light cutting in through the window and across her face on the pillow. ]
Mm...
[ She stirs, her body still heavy and sore and - and full, she realizes a moment too later when she tries to shift and her whole body instinctively clenches down. His tail is still inside her - it must have been like that all night and the thought makes her shudder, makes a rush of heat run up her spine. But it's too early and her head is pounding - and she can't exactly enjoy it when, now that she's awake, she's starting to remember just how shameless she'd been last night. She's filthy in all sorts of ways right now and... it's kind of her own fault.
A scarlet blush spreads across her face. It's so bright even the tips of her ears are red. And she buries her face in Oberon's shoulder. ]
Aaahh... I can't ever call myself a Saintess again, even as a lie...
[ Perhaps it's because of how she clenched down around his tail, or just that his senses are sharp enough to tell when she stirs even when he himself is still asleep. Either way, he awakes to the sound of her voice, and of course... the first thing he says is laced with snark. ]
...Well, that was already a given...
[ He considers continuing off of that. Say something about her being a Former-Saintess now, something about how she's fallen from grace, so on and so forth... but in the end, what he actually says... ]
[ She's quiet for a moment. Her body aches - her thighs and between her legs especially. It seems like she's gotten her wish to know how exactly he might have to treat her for her to have trouble walking the next day. She's sticky and sweaty still and certain that her hair must be in utter disarray. Whichever way you look at her, she's been ruined beyond repair. And yet... ]
I don't. [ Her voice is soft and a little muffled, but then she lifts her face to look at him properly. She's still blushing. ] It's just... a little embarrassing. I didn't think I could be that shameless... or that I could accept that much of you.
[ It'd all felt frighteningly good. But she's kind of shocked at what her own body was able to accommodate... ]
[ He pauses, eyes wide as he looks at her. Her face is so flushed, her eyes so bright... she's beautiful. He thinks that even as he looks upon her current state... face flush, body sticky with both sweat and the mess that he himself left on her, body still a trembling mess from what he did to it... but she's still beautiful, even after he broke her. He could probably break her even further and she'd still look just as beautiful.
Fragaria would be disgusted you say? Then Fragaria has awful taste. Maybe he should raze it to the ground just for that. ]
Well... it certainly won't be the last time. [ So he says with his usual grin... except is it just her, or is it a little softer than usual? ] So you'd best get used to being so shameless.
[ And at accepting that much of him. Though her body is still holding onto him so snugly, so perhaps there's no need to worry about that. ]
[ That gets a sigh out of her - though it's playful and exaggerated. ]
I'm really not sure about that. I could manage this time, but even I have my limits, you know? [ Her voice takes a turn for teasing. ] There's no way a feeble human girl like me could stand up to a terrible dragon every single night.
[ Really, two nights in a row of that kind of treatment is her limit...
After a moment, though, her face softens a bit. She'd almost wondered if she'd dreamed it last night, but looking into his face again now, she thinks of the sound of his voice and finds herself saying - ]
Oberon. [ softly, tentatively, like she's trying out the shape of it in her mouth. She finds that she likes it. ] It really does suit you.
[ Something flits across her face, a flurry of emotions too fast to entirely make sense of - relief, fondness but then, surprisingly... something like guilt, too.
After a moment, her other hand comes up to properly cradle his face and her eyes slide away from his. ]
... There's something you should know if I'm staying, then. If I'm really never going back, I...
[ She trails off. This, um, really isn't a conversation she can have while she's still in a state like this.
Her eyes flit back to his face and she manages a smile. ]
... Let's go take a bath. Once we're all cleaned up, we can find a nice spot outside and... I'll tell you everything. I promise.
[ How truly shameless would it be to tell him something like this while in such a state? With so much of him both nestled inside her and covering her body. ]
Hm...
[ He looks into her eyes, catching the flash of guilt amidst so much else. He remembers, then, the way she was when they first met... the strange level of resolve she had at the prospect of being broken. ]
...Oh, very well. You're keeping me in suspense, but I'll allow it.
[ Still, she's right... they need a bath. Preferably one that doesn't end like the last one, too. He sighs and sits up... glancing at where they're still connected... it's an embarrassing thought to be sure, but more importantly, he'll have to take care with pulling it out, won't he? Her body has almost certainly adjusted to the size while she slept, but her body might still protest if he's careless... especially considering the rough texture of his scales.
So, while taking care to not shift what's inside her too much, he reaches over and scoops her up into his arms. ]
[ He's being careful, sure, which is sweet and all but the motion of sitting up and scooping her off the bed makes something move inside her and a pathetic little noise follows in its wake, her hands scrabbling for purchase on his shoulders. ]
W-wait, wait, y-you might have to... [ She swallows hard, that scarlet blush steadily taking over her face again. ] After last night I'm still... I-it's too much...
[ It doesn't hurt. But with how sore and sensitive she is right now, it's a little too much to bear. ]
[ He comes to enough of a halt so that she can find a proper grip... before he starts to move again, stepping off of the bed with her steady in his arms. ]
Just bear with it for now... I'll take it out once we're in the bath.
[ It comes from a genuine place of concern for her well-being... but he'd be a liar (he is a liar) if he said that he wasn't still enjoying having her squirm just a little. ]
[ Bear with it, he says... Admittedly, it's a little easier when she can cling to him like this. She nuzzles as close as she can, her face pressed to the side of his neck and her breaths puffing against his skin. ]
You're such a bully... you were the one who made me sleep like this... Ah...
[ She doesn't sound angry with him, at least. But she'll definitely get mad if he expects her to endure it every single night from now on...! ]
[ He can’t help but grin at that. He hadn’t thought much of it at the time, but having her sleep like that is… well, there’s no other way to describe it other than exciting. He likes it. He wants to do it to her again, to have her tormented by that fullness even as she sleeps.. ]
Hah… best get used to it. I’ll spare you the fate of going through it every night, but…
[ It certainly won’t be the last time he leaves her like that. So overwhelmingly full and broken…
In any case, he reaches the bathing chambers, where the water is already full and warm. She’s already undressed, making it a simple matter of gently setting her into the water, along with his tail, before he can start to undress himself. ]
[ That's a good enough reason, he supposes. Simpler than the actual reason, at least. He undresses unceremoniously, discarding his clothes without much care before stepping into the water... and slipping behind Ai, wrapping his arms around her waist as he sits with her between his legs. ]
I'll tell you what... if you can break my binds, I'll let you take as much revenge as you want. [ So he says, not expecting her to ever come close to such a feat. ] But for now...
[ His hands come to rest on her thighs, spreading her legs in the water. ]
I'll be taking this out now...
[ Save for the slight shifting inside her, he's kept his tail fairly still... which means actually pulling it out will be a different beast. Still, it should at least come a little easier now that she's in the water. ]
[ Time to dedicate as much time as possible to breaking that spell, then, is her immediate thought. It's not as though she's going to have much else to do with her time and she has a feeling that she's going to be given plenty of opportunities to practice.
All of her scheming goes out of her head once he settles into the water with her, though. It's funny - this is the position they end up in most nights and it's gotten so comfortably routine that she'd hardly thought anything of it. Now, though... enough things have changed that she's surprised to feel herself getting a little flustered. ... or maybe that's just in anticipation of what he's about to do. ]
Mm. I know you won't hurt me, but...
[ She settles back against him, needing his solid frame against her back to quell the nerves in her stomach. ]
[ He nods, his grip tightening to keep her steady against him. Then, once she's settled in nicely... his tail starts to properly move inside her. Just last night he'd been thrusting it in and out so quickly, but now he delicately pulls his tail away... his scales gently rubbing against her inner walls in the process. ]
Nn...
[ God. She's so small in his arms. It's amazing how much of him she managed to take, he thinks... but more than that, he yet again has her squirming against him, completely at his mercy.
Being so close to her is addicting, he's realizing. ]
[ Of course she squirms. How can she help it? The water and his arms wrapped around her helps, but his proximity also makes her very aware of exactly what's causing that friction inside her body and even more so, how deep it goes. There's a frightening moment where she thinks that her body won't get the message to stop clenching down on the thing that's been filling her all night but at last, she feels her muscles relax as that feeling of overwhelming fullness finally leaves her.
All her breath gasps out of her and she slumps bonelessly against him, her body quivering just a little in relief. She hadn't realised just how tensed up around him she'd been until he was finally gone. ]
Aah... Hah... [ It takes a few moments of panting like that before she can speak properly. ] Aah, I almost didn't realise... Just how much of you was still...
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She doesn't even have the energy to cry out when she reaches that final climax. Her body shudders, her heels sliding weakly against the soaked sheets, hips lifting just a little off the bed but the rest of her is completely limp and exhausted, utterly boneless, her muscles trembling. She has barely a second to try and breath before - ]
Aah...
[ Just as she'd asked. It's so much more than she'd expected - her thighs, her stomach, her chest all end up stained with even more of him than she'd imagined. It's too hot, but so is she right now - the Mors King's mess and her own combined are so filthy she can hardly believe it. She's absolutely ruined. Utterly, thoroughly, completely ruined. ]
Hah... ahah... a-are you... are you finally satisfied this time...?
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Technically speaking, he isn't too worn physically. He's covered in sweat, but sexual acts of this level aren't enough to tire a dragon out. Mentally, however... he feels exhausted, leaning back to admire the mess he made.
His tail is still curled comfortably around her, snaking around her waist before entering her body proper. Ah, his tail is still so deep inside her... the magic binding her hands has finally dispersed, but he still hasn't pulled out his tail. ]
Hah... yeah... I'm satisfied, Ai...
[ Well, his body is eager for more... but it's satisfied enough at least with what he just did to relieve that pressure. He'll sleep easier tonight than he did last night, at least... but more than that, it's not like he's lying. After breaking her so completely... how could he not be satisfied with his work?
He uses his tail to pull her over on the bed until she at least has her head resting on a pillow. He imagines her current body heat would make the blanket unbearable, but... ]
...And you? Have I broken you to your satisfaction?
[ ...he also pulls her closer to himself as he settles down, letting out a long sigh as his body loses all tension. His tail remains inside her, keeping her full... perhaps due to his mental exhaustion, or maybe because he wants her to remember what they did when she wakes up. Either way, with the rest of it wrapped snugly around the outside of her body, it's not going anywhere anytime soon. ]
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But as his arms settle around her and she realises just how much of his tail is still inside her, it occurs to her that perhaps she should just stop caring. This is what she asked for, knowing full well what the consequences would be. If the Mors King is greedy then she's just as bad. None of it matters anymore - Fragaria discarded her, throwing her away to die but instead...
She settles against him. Her expression is... dazed really is the only word for it, dazed and flushed and her eyes are so unfocused, her breathing still hasn't quite evened out. She's been utterly ruined and yet... ]
Yes. [ Her voice is warm and low. ] I definitely couldn't withstand it every night... but right now I'm so...
[ She trails off. There's too many words for her to use and she has no idea which one to reach for. But when her expression is so satisfied and her voice so warm, it's not hard to figure out. ]
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Her body is sticky against his… but they’re both filthy now, so who cares about a little more filth between them? He can still feel just how warm and snug his tail is inside her. It feels… nice. He can only imagine what it’d feel like if it were more then just his tail inside her. Hopefully he doesn’t intend to break her like this every time… ]
Hah… good…
[ He glances at her. She’s on the verge of passing out… hell, sleep sounds nice to him good but… ]
Ai…
[ He suddenly speaks up, and… ]
Call me… call me Oberon… remember that…
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... Oberon...
[ She reaches a hand up, trembling and weak, and gently strokes some of his mussed up hair back. Then she cradles his cheek in her palm and after a moment of gazing up at him like that...
She smiles. ]
Mm. It suits you. I won't forget.
[ Then she tilts her head up and presses her lips against his. ]
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Ahh… the last time anyone had said that, the last time anyone had done this… it was so long ago…
He lets her press her lips against his… it’s soft, gentle, not like before when they’d crashed together so desperately. ]
Thank you…
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Mm...
[ She stirs, her body still heavy and sore and - and full, she realizes a moment too later when she tries to shift and her whole body instinctively clenches down. His tail is still inside her - it must have been like that all night and the thought makes her shudder, makes a rush of heat run up her spine. But it's too early and her head is pounding - and she can't exactly enjoy it when, now that she's awake, she's starting to remember just how shameless she'd been last night. She's filthy in all sorts of ways right now and... it's kind of her own fault.
A scarlet blush spreads across her face. It's so bright even the tips of her ears are red. And she buries her face in Oberon's shoulder. ]
Aaahh... I can't ever call myself a Saintess again, even as a lie...
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...Well, that was already a given...
[ He considers continuing off of that. Say something about her being a Former-Saintess now, something about how she's fallen from grace, so on and so forth... but in the end, what he actually says... ]
...Do you regret it?
[ ...is a bit softer than any of that. ]
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I don't. [ Her voice is soft and a little muffled, but then she lifts her face to look at him properly. She's still blushing. ] It's just... a little embarrassing. I didn't think I could be that shameless... or that I could accept that much of you.
[ It'd all felt frighteningly good. But she's kind of shocked at what her own body was able to accommodate... ]
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Fragaria would be disgusted you say? Then Fragaria has awful taste. Maybe he should raze it to the ground just for that. ]
Well... it certainly won't be the last time. [ So he says with his usual grin... except is it just her, or is it a little softer than usual? ] So you'd best get used to being so shameless.
[ And at accepting that much of him. Though her body is still holding onto him so snugly, so perhaps there's no need to worry about that. ]
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I'm really not sure about that. I could manage this time, but even I have my limits, you know? [ Her voice takes a turn for teasing. ] There's no way a feeble human girl like me could stand up to a terrible dragon every single night.
[ Really, two nights in a row of that kind of treatment is her limit...
After a moment, though, her face softens a bit. She'd almost wondered if she'd dreamed it last night, but looking into his face again now, she thinks of the sound of his voice and finds herself saying - ]
Oberon. [ softly, tentatively, like she's trying out the shape of it in her mouth. She finds that she likes it. ] It really does suit you.
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Is... is that so...
[ He averts his eyes. The name suits him. It's not his real name, not his true name, but... it suits him.
He doubts she understands the meaning that names hold to him... and she really doesn't need to, but... ]
...Your name isn't bad either.
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Heehee. Is that so? I guess I don't mind it much myself.
[ Her expression softens a bit. ]
... It feels like it's been forever since I've heard anyone say it. Everyone just calls me the Saintess. ... Not anymore, I guess.
[ She reaches up a hand again, slowly stroking his sleep-mussed hair back from his face and cradling his cheek, just as she'd done last night. ]
... Oberon... even though you asked for the Saintess... is it okay if I'm here instead?
[ "Is it okay if I stay with you instead? ]
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He grins and lifts his claws up to rest on her hand. ]
Yeah... you belong to me now. Your country will never have their Saintess back...
[ After all, one can't return what's been broken into pieces. The Saintess was shattered, leaving only Ai behind. ]
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After a moment, her other hand comes up to properly cradle his face and her eyes slide away from his. ]
... There's something you should know if I'm staying, then. If I'm really never going back, I...
[ She trails off. This, um, really isn't a conversation she can have while she's still in a state like this.
Her eyes flit back to his face and she manages a smile. ]
... Let's go take a bath. Once we're all cleaned up, we can find a nice spot outside and... I'll tell you everything. I promise.
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How truly shameless would it be to tell him something like this while in such a state? With so much of him both nestled inside her and covering her body.]Hm...
[ He looks into her eyes, catching the flash of guilt amidst so much else. He remembers, then, the way she was when they first met... the strange level of resolve she had at the prospect of being broken. ]
...Oh, very well. You're keeping me in suspense, but I'll allow it.
[ Still, she's right... they need a bath. Preferably one that doesn't end like the last one, too. He sighs and sits up... glancing at where they're still connected... it's an embarrassing thought to be sure, but more importantly, he'll have to take care with pulling it out, won't he? Her body has almost certainly adjusted to the size while she slept, but her body might still protest if he's careless... especially considering the rough texture of his scales.
So, while taking care to not shift what's inside her too much, he reaches over and scoops her up into his arms. ]
Come on, then...
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[ He's being careful, sure, which is sweet and all but the motion of sitting up and scooping her off the bed makes something move inside her and a pathetic little noise follows in its wake, her hands scrabbling for purchase on his shoulders. ]
W-wait, wait, y-you might have to... [ She swallows hard, that scarlet blush steadily taking over her face again. ] After last night I'm still... I-it's too much...
[ It doesn't hurt. But with how sore and sensitive she is right now, it's a little too much to bear. ]
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[ He comes to enough of a halt so that she can find a proper grip... before he starts to move again, stepping off of the bed with her steady in his arms. ]
Just bear with it for now... I'll take it out once we're in the bath.
[ It comes from a genuine place of concern for her well-being... but he'd be a liar (he is a liar) if he said that he wasn't still enjoying having her squirm just a little. ]
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You're such a bully... you were the one who made me sleep like this... Ah...
[ She doesn't sound angry with him, at least. But she'll definitely get mad if he expects her to endure it every single night from now on...! ]
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Hah… best get used to it. I’ll spare you the fate of going through it every night, but…
[ It certainly won’t be the last time he leaves her like that. So overwhelmingly full and broken…
In any case, he reaches the bathing chambers, where the water is already full and warm. She’s already undressed, making it a simple matter of gently setting her into the water, along with his tail, before he can start to undress himself. ]
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No wonder you didn't want me to touch you. You just didn't want me to have a chance to get my revenge on you.
[ ... Still not actually mad, though. That's certainly a pouty face for a Saintess to wear, though.
Oh well. At least now she can fully indulge in watching him properly with no shame. ]
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[ That's a good enough reason, he supposes. Simpler than the actual reason, at least. He undresses unceremoniously, discarding his clothes without much care before stepping into the water... and slipping behind Ai, wrapping his arms around her waist as he sits with her between his legs. ]
I'll tell you what... if you can break my binds, I'll let you take as much revenge as you want. [ So he says, not expecting her to ever come close to such a feat. ] But for now...
[ His hands come to rest on her thighs, spreading her legs in the water. ]
I'll be taking this out now...
[ Save for the slight shifting inside her, he's kept his tail fairly still... which means actually pulling it out will be a different beast. Still, it should at least come a little easier now that she's in the water. ]
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All of her scheming goes out of her head once he settles into the water with her, though. It's funny - this is the position they end up in most nights and it's gotten so comfortably routine that she'd hardly thought anything of it. Now, though... enough things have changed that she's surprised to feel herself getting a little flustered. ... or maybe that's just in anticipation of what he's about to do. ]
Mm. I know you won't hurt me, but...
[ She settles back against him, needing his solid frame against her back to quell the nerves in her stomach. ]
T-take it slowly... please?
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[ He nods, his grip tightening to keep her steady against him. Then, once she's settled in nicely... his tail starts to properly move inside her. Just last night he'd been thrusting it in and out so quickly, but now he delicately pulls his tail away... his scales gently rubbing against her inner walls in the process. ]
Nn...
[ God. She's so small in his arms. It's amazing how much of him she managed to take, he thinks... but more than that, he yet again has her squirming against him, completely at his mercy.
Being so close to her is addicting, he's realizing. ]
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All her breath gasps out of her and she slumps bonelessly against him, her body quivering just a little in relief. She hadn't realised just how tensed up around him she'd been until he was finally gone. ]
Aah... Hah... [ It takes a few moments of panting like that before she can speak properly. ] Aah, I almost didn't realise... Just how much of you was still...
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