[ There it is, there’s that look on her face… that look she gets when she’s utterly overwhelmed, overstimulated, and struggling to even breathe as her body shudders and twitches from his touch. Ahh, he wonders just how depraved that look on her face can possibly get…
Not that he gets to imagine it for very long before she rekindles her own efforts, forcing him to inhale sharply as she all but threatens to pull him down into depravity with her.
While he’d like to say he resisted, that he contained himself until Ai could no longer muster the strength to her fingers… but alas. ]
W-Wai…! Hnn…!
[ Another eruption, another flood of hot sticky fluid that lands between them. It was already such a mess, made even worse by their bodies pressed against each other… but with a second climax, it only gets worse…
(What would happen if that were to happen with him inside her… yet another forbidden thought.) ]
[ Even if she's prepared, even if she's expecting the hot spill of his release between them, she still isn't used to seeing him this way - how his voice and his breath both stutter, the way he shudders against her, the way he twitches in her touch even when he's finally done. Her fingers are a sticky, slippery mess and her breathing is as unsteady and shaky as his, but the sight of him coming undone under her touch is worth it. ]
Ahah. I probably shouldn't have bothered with a bath before bed. You've made such a mess.
[ Her voice is honey sweet with approval and as she speaks, her fingers slowly slide up and off him, sticky and slick with his release. The same thought surfaces in her head, too - if we were doing this properly, would it make such a mess? - but she quashes it before it can take root. Even if both of them are thinking about it, they also both know full well why they shouldn't even try. ]
... it's the second time, and you're still letting out so much. [ There's a little catch in her voice. ] Twice... is twice even enough for you?
[ His breathing is heavy, heavier than it's been in a long time. How can she smile like that? Her hand having not only been on him, but now covered in him as well... it's absurd. Insane.
He can't help but gasp out a laugh. Someone insane enough for him... and he can't help but instinctively deny it, even though she's right in front of him. ]
Hah... depends. Is it enough for you...?
[ Despite his flushed cheeks, he grins up at her. It probably shouldn't be too surprising that a beast like him, despite flushed and overwhelmed, still has plenty left in him. ]
[ Something warm and sweet flutters in her throat and even when she swallows, it doesn't settle. It should be more than enough - no, she shouldn't even want this much to begin with. Even after all they've done, she can't entirely silence the part of her that's insisting this is wrong, that she's fallen completely into temptation and sin, and yet...
The feeling of his release is warm and sticky between on her hand and on her stomach and the thought that even this much isn't enough for him... it has her feeling the same. She shifts a little, her legs sliding restlessly together as though that will ease the needy throb between her thighs. She wants - more. More touch, more kisses, more of their bodies tangled up in each other.
She'd been readily meeting his gaze this whole time, but now her eyes dip down and away from him, bashful in a way she hasn't been with him in a long, long while. ]
... It's... it wouldn't work. You definitely wouldn't fit.
[ They're both thinking it, of course. So she might as well say it out loud. ]
But... th-there's something else that might be good enough.
[ His grin fades... she's right, of course. No matter how much they might think it, might fantasize it, it's a line that simply must not be crossed...
But god... that bashful look on her face... to think she can look so adorably innocent even as she falls into depravity and lust. It's no wonder she was able to fool others so well. ]
Oh...? Then... by all means.
[ He understands how she feels painfully well... he wants more of this, more of her... ]
[ In contrast, Ai's mouth tugs back up into a sheepish little smile. The fact that she's getting even a little embarrassed when they've already gone so far and surely done much worse... it's a little ridiculous. But she's too caught up in the moment and the heat rushing through her veins to even consider having second thoughts.
She inches forward a little more, just enough that she barely has to tip her head up towards him for another kiss. It's long, slow, and a little indulgent, lazy and deep enough that she feels like it's stealing the air right out of her lungs. By the time she pulls away again, her eyes are a little hazy and her breath comes in warm, short huffs. ]
Ahah. I won't be able to kiss you for a little bit, so...
[ She swallows, trying not to let her voice tremble. ]
[ He can hardly even imagine what could possibly be embarrassing her at this point. Though he supposes he may not be one to talk in that regard, so with that in mind, he returns the kiss... allowing her to savor the feeling of his lips against hers before she separates.
Her request is hardly unreasonable... but he can't help but hesitate. He really can't talk when it comes to her shame, can he? She just had her hand on him, stroking him so eagerly until he made a mess of them both... but he can't help but almost recoil at the mere implication of him... looking even closer.
But... ]
...Very well.
[ He does as he asks, laying back as she requested. ]
[ There's a flutter low in her stomach, giddy embarrassment and anticipation stirring up together to make her face flush even more than it even was. But rather than linger and lose her nerve, Ai follows suit and settles over him, her legs hugging his sides as she puts her weight onto him.
It's... a little too easy to imagine actually trying to follow through on what they both want, sinking down slowly and carefully until their hips are flush, but - no, even if they could, she doesn't trust either of them to be able to control themselves tonight. So instead, she makes herself turn and straddle his stomach instead. Then, heart thudding in her ears, she slowly leans down to settle her hands on his thighs and her face -
Well. If he really is as sensitive as she suspects, he'll be able to tell by the hot puffs of her breath against him, stuttering and shaky. Looking at him this close isn't so bad, but knowing just how completely exposed she is to him in turn... ]
... L-like this... we can still touch each other. And I can...
[ Pause. Swallow. ]
I'm... not sure how much I can manage. S-so... try not to be... too rough, okay?
[ And with that warning, she closes the last few inches and presses her lips against him, dragging the flat of her tongue carefully down the rough, uneven scales. ]
[ The fantasy lingers in his mind, stubbornly refusing to die... but if nothing else, a fantasy can at least be pushed aside, making it's presence just a little easier to ignore.
The huff of her breath against him, however, is impossible to ignore. He figured out what she was trying to do when she turned around on him... and he's grateful that, like this, she can't see the way his eyes widened in anticipation.
His mind races... she's looking at it so closely, so intimately... but the same can be said for her as she exposes herself to him in exchange. It feels almost fair, in a way... ]
H-Hhaah...
[ The sensation of her lips around him is... divine. It feels ironic to describe such a debaucherous act in such a way, but then again, this is a former Saintess. His claws instinctively come up to grip her hips, the wet feeling of her mouth on his inhuman organ different from the feeling of her hand and fingers wrapped around the grotesque shaft. Unsurprisingly, the texture on her tongue is completely unlike a human's... rough and uneven, rigid and tough, and here she is... servicing it so lewdly. ]
[ The steady puffs of her breath against him stutter for just a moment - a laugh, huffed lightly out of her nose. She doesn't respond immediately, her tongue too busy with carefully mapping out the uneven textures of him - her hands quick to settle on his thighs and the fingers of one hand gently rub and press soothing circles into his scales. But then, finally, after a few moments she lifts her mouth just enough to speak. ]
You'd definitely get jealous if I told you. [ He probably wouldn't. She's starting to settle more comfortably into the realization that whatever she was before doesn't matter to him anywhere near as much as the fact that she's his now. But it's an easy avenue for teasing. ] So it's a secret.
[ Her words melt into another kiss, the press of her lips against him deliberate and unhurried. The rough, uneven texture is... new, but certainly not unpleasant. Her tongue glides smoothly over the bumps and ridges of his scales, her breath coming in hot, heavy little huffs, and she's trying very, very hard not to think about the fact that he'll so clearly be able to see just how badly she's getting herself wound up with just this when he's not even touching her. ]
[ One would think that, with all of the scales, he would be less susceptible to stimulation... and it's hardly an unreasonable assumption to make. It's true, after all... at least in the scales elsewhere. Down there, however... he can feel it so intimately, all of it...
The heat of her breath on him, the softness of her lips on the jaggedness of his scales, the moistness of her tongue pressing against every nook and cranny that it comes across... the act is already so depraved, made moreso by the creature she's doing it to... ]
You're... ah... right, I don't. But...
[ His claws move from resting on her hips to pressing lightly into her opening and gently spreading it open. ]
It seems to me like you're enjoying it even more...
[ There's another hitch of her breath, a sweet little stutter that comes in time with his touch - and with her awareness of just how completely exposed to him she is right now, just how much he can see. How obviously needy she's getting, just from kissing and licking him. She doesn't even bother trying to quell the little tremor that goes through her when she's already so obviously on display for him. ]
I-is it... is it really that much of a surprise...?
[ Another long, slow slide of her tongue, following the ridge along the very top of him. It's hard not to keep her breath and her voice even a little steady, knowing what a debauched picture she must make like this. He really has thoroughly ruined her. ]
You wouldn't even let me touch you before, no matter how badly you wanted it, but now I'm finally...
[ Is it worse like that? If she's doing it not entirely to service him, but because the thought of it excites her just as much?
She swallows the thought and does her best to take the last of her apprehension with it, too. With a quiet, trembling exhale, she presses a hot, open-mouthed kiss to the tapered head and then, finally, carefully, she sinks her mouth down onto him... as best she can manage. ]
[ Aah, she's so dirty... she may very well be the dirtiest girl in all the world. What was he ever afraid of...? Of course such a dirty, debauched woman, would still desire him despite how inhuman he is... ]
Oh... ohhh...
[ He can't suppress the low moan as she sinks down on him. He fills her mouth almost immediately... it's adorable, really, the way she tries to take as much of him as she can...
It's only fair that he returns the favor, then. ]
You really are... so...
[ His claws keep her lower lips spread, exposing the moist pink folds beneath. She's so wet... perhaps as a result of earlier, but even then...
He leans up and, with his claws keeping her nice and open for him, a pointed tongue presses inside. ]
[ She's not sure what it is that stirs the heat in her belly worst - his low moans, the feeling of his scales scraping roughly against the inside of her mouth. The deliberately careful press of his claws into her and the slick, hot glide of his tongue. Her head's stirred up into such a mess and even though it's so, so embarrassing to be this needy at a moment like this, she can't even pretend it's not making her ache and throb for his attention.
A soft, muffled moan wells up in her throat, stifled by him filling her mouth so thoroughly - but the way her hips immediately rock back against his mouth and the way her body twitches and shudders says everything she can't. The heat of his mouth is almost scorching against her already flushed and overheated skin and her whole body is so, so eager and desperate for more that her thighs tremble, struggling to hold herself steady.
Ah. She can't let herself get distracted, though. Her tongue swirls around the underside of him as she slowly, carefully, takes a little more of him into her mouth, her fingers sliding up his thigh to work what she hasn't been able to manage so far. It's a shame that she can't fit all of him even like this, but if the way his voice sounds is anything to go by, he doesn't seem to mind at all. ]
[ It already feels incredible enough just having her mouth surrounding even that much... he can scarcely imagine how it would feel if she were to take all of him. She'd have to sacrifice any chance of breathing, and even then it still wouldn't work.
But even just the idea of her trying anyway is... ]
Mn...
[ He returns the favor... by devouring her. At least in the sense of him leaning up to all but bury his face in her opening. His tongue, like the organ she's servicing, is different from a human's... something made more apparent as he invades her body with it. It's longer, has a pointed tip, the texture is rougher which makes each stroke of his tongue more like a scrape against her insides... but now that he's started, he won't allow her to retreat.
The wet noises made as he devours her, shamelessly drinking in her slickness and exploring her inner walls with his tongue, are the height of obscenity. Not that Ai looks much better, straddling him like this... the mess he made still present on both of them. ]
[ That sharp hitch in her breath is loud enough that even her mouth being occupied can't muffle it entirely, a sweet, startled moan making its way past her lips. They've kissed enough times that the heat of his mouth and the rasp of his tongue are both familiar to her by now but - feeling it there, inside her, digging in and scraping along her insides, is still a shock. Her hips shift and squirm against his face, not entirely under her control, and even as she redoubles her efforts, it's not easy to focus on stroking and licking him, not with the way his tongue feels so hot and rough inside her, lapping her up greedily and hungrily. ]
Mmn- hah, Oberon... [ Her words come out indistinct but unmistakably needy. ] You're... you're making it - ah, really, really hard to- hahh-
[ She can't control her voice when he's being like this - so shameless and eager as he works her open with his tongue and scrapes her sensitive nerves raw. She can barely control herself. Even though she knows it's a fool's errand, she can't resist trying to take just a little more of him into her mouth, even as the roughness and jagged edges of his scales grate roughly along her tongue. ]
[ Normally, he would have a jeering retort for her… something about how she’s the one pushing herself further against him, the one beckoning him with her eager pussy… but for once, the urge to jeer and bully her is secondary to the task at hand.
And so as she takes a little more of him… he pushes his tongue a little deeper, making full use of how prehensile it is compared to a human’s. He leaves not a single inch of her inner walls within his reach untouched.
Everything about him is rough, intense, overwhelming… and now, all focused on Ai. ]
[ It's a little scary just how needy he's made her. She'd thought by this point she didn't have any shame left in her, having already so thoroughly desecrated herself not just as a Saintess but full stop. And yet, with her legs trembling and her knees struggling not to buckle under the assault, she can't help the heat that rushes to her face and the way her heart thuds so, so heavily in her chest. No matter how dirty he makes her, each and every time they're tangled up in each other again, it makes her heart stumble to realize how unforgivably good it feels.
And she can't even bring herself to regret it. She's already so wet and achingly sensitive from the way his mouth has been lavishing her and all she can think is that she wants more, more, more of it. ]
Mmn- ah, please... like that, it feels- it's so good...
[ Her voice breaks into a helpless moan muffled around him, her hips squirming and writhing in his grasp, trying to chase his tongue without pulling away from his length. A little part of her feels bad for so greedily demanding more when she can only do so much for him in return, but if she redoubles her efforts with her tongue, surely it's fine if she can't fit him all the way in, right...? ]
[ Even if such a thought should occur to him, he doesn't care. He's all too happy to continue devouring her like this... scraping against her inner walls harder, trying to push even deeper. The taste is nothing special, at least objectively... but to him, it spurs him even further.
Besides... even the small amount more that she takes into herself is... overwhelming. Perhaps because such a sensation was one experienced so infrequently...
Does that mean he's... actually quite sensitive? ]
Nn...
[ That annoys him... and he shows it by gripping her hips tighter and pulling her harder against himself, digging even deeper with his prehensile tongue. As if making her climax first will help him reclaim some of his lost dignity, even if she isn't aware of it. ]
[ She can't quite stop her voice from breaking again, a sharp gasp huffed right against him with a stuttering drag of her tongue. The hot, rasping drag of his tongue sends a sweet, sharp tremor shooting right up to her head and does away with whatever was left of her shame. There's no room left inside of her for it when her body is being so insistently worked up, and her hips squirm restlessly against him even in the grip of his claws. She's being so greedy, so utterly undignified, but when her insides are being so eagerly, hungrily, being lavished by him, is there any other way she could possibly respond?
And to think - for all the months she was here, she was somehow afraid of this.
It doesn't take much longer of being so thoroughly attended to before the heat that's been steadily building in her belly snaps and she's twitching and shuddering and clenching around his tongue with a helpless, muffled cry. Ah - even with all her shame put on hold, it's a little embarrassing to have been pushed to the edge first and so quick. ]
[ Not that she can see it, but he grins, satisfied with the result of his efforts. In this position, the results of her climax are far more apparent… with her having now made something of a mess of his face.
But if he cared about that, he probably would’ve stopped… instead of continuing to pleasure her throughout her climax just like before, eager to see the way her body reacts up close to the overstimulation.
The irony that in this position, with Ai on top of him, is somehow more disadvantageous for her than it is for him, isn’t lost on him. He can explore so deeply so freely while she struggles to take him…
He really does like the feeling of being in control, he realizes. ]
[ Aah, it really is unbearable like this. She'd thought that maybe told wouldn't be as overwhelming as the solid, unrelenting thrusts of his tail but his tongue is still so, so hot and insistent, even after she's already climaxed once. Her knees are trembling and her legs are unsteady and even though she already came, he doesn't seem to want to let up at all. ]
Ah, ah - Oberon, that's not faiiiiirrr...
[ Her voice has melted into a helpless whine, her hips trembling and twitching in his grip. She can't bring herself to try and pull away from him, even though every little stroke and drag of his tongue is making her nerves burn and spark. She should've known he'd find a way to be a bully about this, too.
She has to drag him out of her mouth for just a second, just to catch her breath - or at least try to, when he's wringing it out of her so insistently. And her words come out of her still carried on a desperate, pleading whine. ]
I-I can't... keep going like this. If you don't stop, I won't be able to- ah-
[ Aah... he really can't get enough of this... the way she gets when he bullies her. To think he'd kept to just groping her on the outside for so long... ]
Ah, ah, ah... [ His tongue pauses it's assault, if only to respond. ] If you can't keep up, I might just take back the lead... do try your best, Ai~
[ And with that, he dives into her all over again, undeterred in the slightest by the possibility that she can't fight back. Perhaps because whether he wrenches back the lead, or if she fights back with renewed strength... he might be winning either way. ]
[ He really is so cruel. He must be able to tell how sensitive she is, how easily and thoroughly he's worn her down - and yet he just keeps going, undeterred. Her whole body's twitching and trembling, her insides clenching around him and her hips desperately, weakly trying to squirm away from him even when she can't bear to put any real effort into actually pulling herself free of his grip. Even though she's protesting, the truth is that she still wants more, more of his teasing and his attention, even if it drives her mad.
She needs to try her best, just like he'd said. Hadn't she been the one to ask if she could make him feel good too? Even though all her focus is threatening to narrow to the way his tongue is working her open, she manages to wrench enough of her attention away to take him back into her mouth. She's much clumsier this time - messier, too, but there's no mistaking her eagerness or her determination as she works as much of him into her mouth as she can manage. ]
[ He releases a warm exhale as she returns to taking him into her… clumsily, messily even… and yet it’s the way she eagerly takes him into her in such a way that highlights how dirty of a woman she’s become that makes it feel even better somehow.
She’s taken more of it now… before it had just been the tip, but she’s gone just a little deeper, and he can feel it. He’s fairly certain that much more would result in a very sore jaw…
…and is it really any surprise that, upon realizing this, he decides to further test her limits by just lightly thrusting his hips upward for push just a little more of it in? ]
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Not that he gets to imagine it for very long before she rekindles her own efforts, forcing him to inhale sharply as she all but threatens to pull him down into depravity with her.
While he’d like to say he resisted, that he contained himself until Ai could no longer muster the strength to her fingers… but alas. ]
W-Wai…! Hnn…!
[ Another eruption, another flood of hot sticky fluid that lands between them. It was already such a mess, made even worse by their bodies pressed against each other… but with a second climax, it only gets worse…
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Ahah. I probably shouldn't have bothered with a bath before bed. You've made such a mess.
[ Her voice is honey sweet with approval and as she speaks, her fingers slowly slide up and off him, sticky and slick with his release. The same thought surfaces in her head, too - if we were doing this properly, would it make such a mess? - but she quashes it before it can take root. Even if both of them are thinking about it, they also both know full well why they shouldn't even try. ]
... it's the second time, and you're still letting out so much. [ There's a little catch in her voice. ] Twice... is twice even enough for you?
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He can't help but gasp out a laugh. Someone insane enough for him... and he can't help but instinctively deny it, even though she's right in front of him. ]
Hah... depends. Is it enough for you...?
[ Despite his flushed cheeks, he grins up at her. It probably shouldn't be too surprising that a beast like him, despite flushed and overwhelmed, still has plenty left in him. ]
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The feeling of his release is warm and sticky between on her hand and on her stomach and the thought that even this much isn't enough for him... it has her feeling the same. She shifts a little, her legs sliding restlessly together as though that will ease the needy throb between her thighs. She wants - more. More touch, more kisses, more of their bodies tangled up in each other.
She'd been readily meeting his gaze this whole time, but now her eyes dip down and away from him, bashful in a way she hasn't been with him in a long, long while. ]
... It's... it wouldn't work. You definitely wouldn't fit.
[ They're both thinking it, of course. So she might as well say it out loud. ]
But... th-there's something else that might be good enough.
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But god... that bashful look on her face... to think she can look so adorably innocent even as she falls into depravity and lust. It's no wonder she was able to fool others so well. ]
Oh...? Then... by all means.
[ He understands how she feels painfully well... he wants more of this, more of her... ]
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She inches forward a little more, just enough that she barely has to tip her head up towards him for another kiss. It's long, slow, and a little indulgent, lazy and deep enough that she feels like it's stealing the air right out of her lungs. By the time she pulls away again, her eyes are a little hazy and her breath comes in warm, short huffs. ]
Ahah. I won't be able to kiss you for a little bit, so...
[ She swallows, trying not to let her voice tremble. ]
Would you lay down for me?
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Her request is hardly unreasonable... but he can't help but hesitate. He really can't talk when it comes to her shame, can he? She just had her hand on him, stroking him so eagerly until he made a mess of them both... but he can't help but almost recoil at the mere implication of him... looking even closer.
But... ]
...Very well.
[ He does as he asks, laying back as she requested. ]
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It's... a little too easy to imagine actually trying to follow through on what they both want, sinking down slowly and carefully until their hips are flush, but - no, even if they could, she doesn't trust either of them to be able to control themselves tonight. So instead, she makes herself turn and straddle his stomach instead. Then, heart thudding in her ears, she slowly leans down to settle her hands on his thighs and her face -
Well. If he really is as sensitive as she suspects, he'll be able to tell by the hot puffs of her breath against him, stuttering and shaky. Looking at him this close isn't so bad, but knowing just how completely exposed she is to him in turn... ]
... L-like this... we can still touch each other. And I can...
[ Pause. Swallow. ]
I'm... not sure how much I can manage. S-so... try not to be... too rough, okay?
[ And with that warning, she closes the last few inches and presses her lips against him, dragging the flat of her tongue carefully down the rough, uneven scales. ]
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The huff of her breath against him, however, is impossible to ignore. He figured out what she was trying to do when she turned around on him... and he's grateful that, like this, she can't see the way his eyes widened in anticipation.
His mind races... she's looking at it so closely, so intimately... but the same can be said for her as she exposes herself to him in exchange. It feels almost fair, in a way... ]
H-Hhaah...
[ The sensation of her lips around him is... divine. It feels ironic to describe such a debaucherous act in such a way, but then again, this is a former Saintess. His claws instinctively come up to grip her hips, the wet feeling of her mouth on his inhuman organ different from the feeling of her hand and fingers wrapped around the grotesque shaft. Unsurprisingly, the texture on her tongue is completely unlike a human's... rough and uneven, rigid and tough, and here she is... servicing it so lewdly. ]
Hahh... where did... you learn this...
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You'd definitely get jealous if I told you. [ He probably wouldn't. She's starting to settle more comfortably into the realization that whatever she was before doesn't matter to him anywhere near as much as the fact that she's his now. But it's an easy avenue for teasing. ] So it's a secret.
[ Her words melt into another kiss, the press of her lips against him deliberate and unhurried. The rough, uneven texture is... new, but certainly not unpleasant. Her tongue glides smoothly over the bumps and ridges of his scales, her breath coming in hot, heavy little huffs, and she's trying very, very hard not to think about the fact that he'll so clearly be able to see just how badly she's getting herself wound up with just this when he's not even touching her. ]
But it sounds like you don't hate it.
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[ One would think that, with all of the scales, he would be less susceptible to stimulation... and it's hardly an unreasonable assumption to make. It's true, after all... at least in the scales elsewhere. Down there, however... he can feel it so intimately, all of it...
The heat of her breath on him, the softness of her lips on the jaggedness of his scales, the moistness of her tongue pressing against every nook and cranny that it comes across... the act is already so depraved, made moreso by the creature she's doing it to... ]
You're... ah... right, I don't. But...
[ His claws move from resting on her hips to pressing lightly into her opening and gently spreading it open. ]
It seems to me like you're enjoying it even more...
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I-is it... is it really that much of a surprise...?
[ Another long, slow slide of her tongue, following the ridge along the very top of him. It's hard not to keep her breath and her voice even a little steady, knowing what a debauched picture she must make like this. He really has thoroughly ruined her. ]
You wouldn't even let me touch you before, no matter how badly you wanted it, but now I'm finally...
[ Is it worse like that? If she's doing it not entirely to service him, but because the thought of it excites her just as much?
She swallows the thought and does her best to take the last of her apprehension with it, too. With a quiet, trembling exhale, she presses a hot, open-mouthed kiss to the tapered head and then, finally, carefully, she sinks her mouth down onto him... as best she can manage. ]
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Oh... ohhh...
[ He can't suppress the low moan as she sinks down on him. He fills her mouth almost immediately... it's adorable, really, the way she tries to take as much of him as she can...
It's only fair that he returns the favor, then. ]
You really are... so...
[ His claws keep her lower lips spread, exposing the moist pink folds beneath. She's so wet... perhaps as a result of earlier, but even then...
He leans up and, with his claws keeping her nice and open for him, a pointed tongue presses inside. ]
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A soft, muffled moan wells up in her throat, stifled by him filling her mouth so thoroughly - but the way her hips immediately rock back against his mouth and the way her body twitches and shudders says everything she can't. The heat of his mouth is almost scorching against her already flushed and overheated skin and her whole body is so, so eager and desperate for more that her thighs tremble, struggling to hold herself steady.
Ah. She can't let herself get distracted, though. Her tongue swirls around the underside of him as she slowly, carefully, takes a little more of him into her mouth, her fingers sliding up his thigh to work what she hasn't been able to manage so far. It's a shame that she can't fit all of him even like this, but if the way his voice sounds is anything to go by, he doesn't seem to mind at all. ]
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But even just the idea of her trying anyway is... ]
Mn...
[ He returns the favor... by devouring her. At least in the sense of him leaning up to all but bury his face in her opening. His tongue, like the organ she's servicing, is different from a human's... something made more apparent as he invades her body with it. It's longer, has a pointed tip, the texture is rougher which makes each stroke of his tongue more like a scrape against her insides... but now that he's started, he won't allow her to retreat.
The wet noises made as he devours her, shamelessly drinking in her slickness and exploring her inner walls with his tongue, are the height of obscenity. Not that Ai looks much better, straddling him like this... the mess he made still present on both of them. ]
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[ That sharp hitch in her breath is loud enough that even her mouth being occupied can't muffle it entirely, a sweet, startled moan making its way past her lips. They've kissed enough times that the heat of his mouth and the rasp of his tongue are both familiar to her by now but - feeling it there, inside her, digging in and scraping along her insides, is still a shock. Her hips shift and squirm against his face, not entirely under her control, and even as she redoubles her efforts, it's not easy to focus on stroking and licking him, not with the way his tongue feels so hot and rough inside her, lapping her up greedily and hungrily. ]
Mmn- hah, Oberon... [ Her words come out indistinct but unmistakably needy. ] You're... you're making it - ah, really, really hard to- hahh-
[ She can't control her voice when he's being like this - so shameless and eager as he works her open with his tongue and scrapes her sensitive nerves raw. She can barely control herself. Even though she knows it's a fool's errand, she can't resist trying to take just a little more of him into her mouth, even as the roughness and jagged edges of his scales grate roughly along her tongue. ]
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And so as she takes a little more of him… he pushes his tongue a little deeper, making full use of how prehensile it is compared to a human’s. He leaves not a single inch of her inner walls within his reach untouched.
Everything about him is rough, intense, overwhelming… and now, all focused on Ai. ]
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And she can't even bring herself to regret it. She's already so wet and achingly sensitive from the way his mouth has been lavishing her and all she can think is that she wants more, more, more of it. ]
Mmn- ah, please... like that, it feels- it's so good...
[ Her voice breaks into a helpless moan muffled around him, her hips squirming and writhing in his grasp, trying to chase his tongue without pulling away from his length. A little part of her feels bad for so greedily demanding more when she can only do so much for him in return, but if she redoubles her efforts with her tongue, surely it's fine if she can't fit him all the way in, right...? ]
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Besides... even the small amount more that she takes into herself is... overwhelming. Perhaps because such a sensation was one experienced so infrequently...
Does that mean he's... actually quite sensitive? ]
Nn...
[ That annoys him... and he shows it by gripping her hips tighter and pulling her harder against himself, digging even deeper with his prehensile tongue. As if making her climax first will help him reclaim some of his lost dignity, even if she isn't aware of it. ]
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[ She can't quite stop her voice from breaking again, a sharp gasp huffed right against him with a stuttering drag of her tongue. The hot, rasping drag of his tongue sends a sweet, sharp tremor shooting right up to her head and does away with whatever was left of her shame. There's no room left inside of her for it when her body is being so insistently worked up, and her hips squirm restlessly against him even in the grip of his claws. She's being so greedy, so utterly undignified, but when her insides are being so eagerly, hungrily, being lavished by him, is there any other way she could possibly respond?
And to think - for all the months she was here, she was somehow afraid of this.
It doesn't take much longer of being so thoroughly attended to before the heat that's been steadily building in her belly snaps and she's twitching and shuddering and clenching around his tongue with a helpless, muffled cry. Ah - even with all her shame put on hold, it's a little embarrassing to have been pushed to the edge first and so quick. ]
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But if he cared about that, he probably would’ve stopped… instead of continuing to pleasure her throughout her climax just like before, eager to see the way her body reacts up close to the overstimulation.
The irony that in this position, with Ai on top of him, is somehow more disadvantageous for her than it is for him, isn’t lost on him. He can explore so deeply so freely while she struggles to take him…
He really does like the feeling of being in control, he realizes. ]
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Ah, ah - Oberon, that's not faiiiiirrr...
[ Her voice has melted into a helpless whine, her hips trembling and twitching in his grip. She can't bring herself to try and pull away from him, even though every little stroke and drag of his tongue is making her nerves burn and spark. She should've known he'd find a way to be a bully about this, too.
She has to drag him out of her mouth for just a second, just to catch her breath - or at least try to, when he's wringing it out of her so insistently. And her words come out of her still carried on a desperate, pleading whine. ]
I-I can't... keep going like this. If you don't stop, I won't be able to- ah-
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Ah, ah, ah... [ His tongue pauses it's assault, if only to respond. ] If you can't keep up, I might just take back the lead... do try your best, Ai~
[ And with that, he dives into her all over again, undeterred in the slightest by the possibility that she can't fight back. Perhaps because whether he wrenches back the lead, or if she fights back with renewed strength... he might be winning either way. ]
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[ He really is so cruel. He must be able to tell how sensitive she is, how easily and thoroughly he's worn her down - and yet he just keeps going, undeterred. Her whole body's twitching and trembling, her insides clenching around him and her hips desperately, weakly trying to squirm away from him even when she can't bear to put any real effort into actually pulling herself free of his grip. Even though she's protesting, the truth is that she still wants more, more of his teasing and his attention, even if it drives her mad.
She needs to try her best, just like he'd said. Hadn't she been the one to ask if she could make him feel good too? Even though all her focus is threatening to narrow to the way his tongue is working her open, she manages to wrench enough of her attention away to take him back into her mouth. She's much clumsier this time - messier, too, but there's no mistaking her eagerness or her determination as she works as much of him into her mouth as she can manage. ]
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[ He releases a warm exhale as she returns to taking him into her… clumsily, messily even… and yet it’s the way she eagerly takes him into her in such a way that highlights how dirty of a woman she’s become that makes it feel even better somehow.
She’s taken more of it now… before it had just been the tip, but she’s gone just a little deeper, and he can feel it. He’s fairly certain that much more would result in a very sore jaw…
…and is it really any surprise that, upon realizing this, he decides to further test her limits by just lightly thrusting his hips upward for push just a little more of it in? ]
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