[ 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? ]
[ It shouldn't be - but it is. The sound she makes when he rocks his hips up and pushes himself just a little deeper is a sweetly surprised one, but it certainly isn't a protest. At most, she's shocked that despite her worry, she is able to take this much of him even if she knows for sure that pushing her luck much further will only end in tears. As it is, her tongue's already tingling from the friction of his scales and if she tries to force any more, her jaw's going to ache terribly when they're done.
She knows that - and yet, she can't quite control herself. The needy excitement of finally being able to touch him properly, hear him moan, and tell that she's making him feel just as good has gotten to her head.
What does it matter if she's a little sore by the time they're done? Oberon will take care of her.
So she indulges them both. Even with her giving it her all like she is, she can only take a little bit more of him, but she more than makes up for it with how eagerly and how greedily she lathes her tongue over him. It's undignified and it's messy, but that itself is the proof of just how completely drunk on her desire she is. ]
[ He can feel it… feel her inching further down on him. It’s tight inside her mouth… he can feel the way his girth strains her more and more the further she takes it, but…
Aah, nothing some tender loving care can’t fix, right? He rewards her by digging into her in return with renewed vigor. He violates her with his tongue, and she lathers him with hers… the wet, sloppy noises made as a result fill the air…
But try as he might… he can feel it. It’s his turn coming up next. ]
Ai… Ai…!
[ Ah… just how big of a mess will he make this time… ]
[ The soft, muffled hum of her voice is a wordless encouragement, as is the way her hips go right back to squirming in his grip. The wet, eager drag of her tongue is still a little clumsy but it's impossible not to feel the greedy desire behind each slick stroke. She's much too small, too delicate, too human to entirely take him, but that doesn't mean she isn't eager to try.
Ah. It really is different like this, isn't it? Touching and being touched by someone not just drunk on their lust but their need for you and nobody else, on their own greedy desire to make you feel just as good. It's impossible to hold herself back.
It's shameless, but she can't help the way she moans around him, or the way her body twitches and shudders so helplessly under his touch. It's hard to think, let alone focus when her insides are being so eagerly licked open but she can at least return the favour. Just where had he said he was most sensitive again...? If she puts all her effort into stroking and lapping at that place with her tongue, maybe that'll be enough for him. ]
[ It's plenty... embarrassingly so. It calls into question how long he could last if she could take him, and the proof of it comes in the form of a quick twich inside her... ]
S-Shit...
[ His breath turns hotter on her entrance as she finds that sensitive ridge yet again. He tries to fight back again, lapping at her slick entrance so intensely... but it does nothing to stop what Ai coaxes out of him for the third time tonight. ]
Ai... Ai...!!
[ Ah... he can only wonder how she intends to handle it this time as he erupts... this time within the confines of her mouth. ]
[ Well, she makes a decent effort, at least. Even though she's seen what a mess he's made already, she'd thought that surely three times would be enough for him to let out at least a little less... but no, not at all. There's still so, so much - enough that she chokes right away, despite her best efforts, and has to pull off of him, coughing and spilling what she wasn't able to take. ]
Ah... hah... [ Entirely unsurprisingly, she's panting for breath. ] Oberon, you... I can't believe there's still so much...
[ It's probably her own fault for forgetting, huh? As human as he looks sometimes... he's still a beast.
As expected, her mouth and jaw are already a little sore, but... the low, hoarse moan of her name that escapes him, the way his breath feels against her, the twitching and shuddering and throbbing of him in her mouth and the satisfaction of finally getting to make him melt like that...
[ He’s really made a mess of her, hasn’t he? She pulls off of him, seed spilling out of her, but he still isn’t done yet. Before it had just been their waists… there had been some plausible deniability, the ability to hide the mess between them, even if they could still feel it.
That isn’t the case here. It’s unleashed onto her face, her hair… an obscene white clashing with dark purple.
Well, considering how she’s made a mess of his own face, maybe that makes them even. ]
Hah… haha…
[ He can’t help but laugh. Look at her, doing such a thing with a creature like him. She really should be repulsed, but if she isn’t… ]
[ A thought surfaces in her brain, as it always does when they're entangled like this - what exactly would Fragaria think of her if they knew just how thoroughly their precious Saintess has fallen? If they knew what kind of warm shudders and needy trembles go through her at his touch and at the realization of just how defiled she's been this time - and how eagerly she'd welcomed it? Would they be horrified or would they simply pity her for allowing herself to surrender like this?
So long as they'd disapprove... either way is fine by her. ]
You sound so proud of yourself. [ She huffs, but it's good natured - and an indirect confirmation that he's absolutely correct. ] If you're going to make this much of a mess every time, I won't bother taking a bath before bed.
[ Her hips shift away from him - just enough for him to sit up, if he wants. She knows it's more than a little dangerous for her to end up in his lap right now when they're both thinking the same thing, but... she thinks they've both regained enough self control now. ]
Can I trust you to come clean yourself up with me before bed? Or are you not satisfied yet?
[ He huffs back, though he's more amused than anything else. What a thing for her to say when she's in such an alluring state. To say he's "satisfied" would be a lie, and there's not much to be done about that. To say that it would go beyond exhausting her would be an understatement.
But... he's certainly more satisfied than he has been in a long, long time. ]
Yeah, that's enough for tonight... unless you were hoping I'd leave you in the same state as last time?
[ Which he isn't opposed to... but in his current state, they're both a little too... charged to be rational if they keep going. For once, he needs to let his own mind settle as well. ]
[ Giving him one of those disapproving little stares... ]
I was hoping you'd learn to control yourself, at least a little.
[ That's very pointedly not a no, but still. She can't let him get away with doing that to her every night or she'd never be able to get anything else done...! ]
Unless you don't want to come take another bath with me...? I was going to wash your back and your hair and everything. But if you'd rather stay here, I can just go by myself...
[ She's even moving towards the edge of the bed like she really does intend to... ]
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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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[ It shouldn't be - but it is. The sound she makes when he rocks his hips up and pushes himself just a little deeper is a sweetly surprised one, but it certainly isn't a protest. At most, she's shocked that despite her worry, she is able to take this much of him even if she knows for sure that pushing her luck much further will only end in tears. As it is, her tongue's already tingling from the friction of his scales and if she tries to force any more, her jaw's going to ache terribly when they're done.
She knows that - and yet, she can't quite control herself. The needy excitement of finally being able to touch him properly, hear him moan, and tell that she's making him feel just as good has gotten to her head.
What does it matter if she's a little sore by the time they're done? Oberon will take care of her.
So she indulges them both. Even with her giving it her all like she is, she can only take a little bit more of him, but she more than makes up for it with how eagerly and how greedily she lathes her tongue over him. It's undignified and it's messy, but that itself is the proof of just how completely drunk on her desire she is. ]
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[ He can feel it… feel her inching further down on him. It’s tight inside her mouth… he can feel the way his girth strains her more and more the further she takes it, but…
Aah, nothing some tender loving care can’t fix, right? He rewards her by digging into her in return with renewed vigor. He violates her with his tongue, and she lathers him with hers… the wet, sloppy noises made as a result fill the air…
But try as he might… he can feel it. It’s his turn coming up next. ]
Ai… Ai…!
[ Ah… just how big of a mess will he make this time… ]
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[ The soft, muffled hum of her voice is a wordless encouragement, as is the way her hips go right back to squirming in his grip. The wet, eager drag of her tongue is still a little clumsy but it's impossible not to feel the greedy desire behind each slick stroke. She's much too small, too delicate, too human to entirely take him, but that doesn't mean she isn't eager to try.
Ah. It really is different like this, isn't it? Touching and being touched by someone not just drunk on their lust but their need for you and nobody else, on their own greedy desire to make you feel just as good. It's impossible to hold herself back.
It's shameless, but she can't help the way she moans around him, or the way her body twitches and shudders so helplessly under his touch. It's hard to think, let alone focus when her insides are being so eagerly licked open but she can at least return the favour. Just where had he said he was most sensitive again...? If she puts all her effort into stroking and lapping at that place with her tongue, maybe that'll be enough for him. ]
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S-Shit...
[ His breath turns hotter on her entrance as she finds that sensitive ridge yet again. He tries to fight back again, lapping at her slick entrance so intensely... but it does nothing to stop what Ai coaxes out of him for the third time tonight. ]
Ai... Ai...!!
[ Ah... he can only wonder how she intends to handle it this time as he erupts... this time within the confines of her mouth. ]
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Ah... hah... [ Entirely unsurprisingly, she's panting for breath. ] Oberon, you... I can't believe there's still so much...
[ It's probably her own fault for forgetting, huh? As human as he looks sometimes... he's still a beast.
As expected, her mouth and jaw are already a little sore, but... the low, hoarse moan of her name that escapes him, the way his breath feels against her, the twitching and shuddering and throbbing of him in her mouth and the satisfaction of finally getting to make him melt like that...
It's well worth it. ]
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[ He’s really made a mess of her, hasn’t he? She pulls off of him, seed spilling out of her, but he still isn’t done yet. Before it had just been their waists… there had been some plausible deniability, the ability to hide the mess between them, even if they could still feel it.
That isn’t the case here. It’s unleashed onto her face, her hair… an obscene white clashing with dark purple.
Well, considering how she’s made a mess of his own face, maybe that makes them even. ]
Hah… haha…
[ He can’t help but laugh. Look at her, doing such a thing with a creature like him. She really should be repulsed, but if she isn’t… ]
…I imagine no human could ever compare, no?
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So long as they'd disapprove... either way is fine by her. ]
You sound so proud of yourself. [ She huffs, but it's good natured - and an indirect confirmation that he's absolutely correct. ] If you're going to make this much of a mess every time, I won't bother taking a bath before bed.
[ Her hips shift away from him - just enough for him to sit up, if he wants. She knows it's more than a little dangerous for her to end up in his lap right now when they're both thinking the same thing, but... she thinks they've both regained enough self control now. ]
Can I trust you to come clean yourself up with me before bed? Or are you not satisfied yet?
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But... he's certainly more satisfied than he has been in a long, long time. ]
Yeah, that's enough for tonight... unless you were hoping I'd leave you in the same state as last time?
[ Which he isn't opposed to... but in his current state, they're both a little too... charged to be rational if they keep going. For once, he needs to let his own mind settle as well. ]
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I was hoping you'd learn to control yourself, at least a little.
[ That's very pointedly not a no, but still. She can't let him get away with doing that to her every night or she'd never be able to get anything else done...! ]
Unless you don't want to come take another bath with me...? I was going to wash your back and your hair and everything. But if you'd rather stay here, I can just go by myself...
[ She's even moving towards the edge of the bed like she really does intend to... ]
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