[ Her breath comes shuddering out of her against his mouth. This has already been so different from every other time he's touched her before but this is something else together. She feels warm, all the way up and down her spine and she thinks — she can't believe that he thought for a second she'd regret this. She's been so, so lonely for so long and for the person who sees her to be the one making her feel like this...
She wonders if he's the same. The hesitation feels a little familiar and she lets herself wonder for just a moment if maybe— after all, she has no idea how this sort of thing works for Servants. If that's the case, then...
Is it cruel to think of him as cute right now? Her fingers stroke through his hair and her voice is low, sweet and breathy. ]
Even if I don't, I still want it. You act like you're hurting me, but it all feels so good.
[ It stings. Her bruises ache. The places he marked with his teeth are and will be tender for hours to come. But now she sees him so clearly, how could she say any of it hurts? ]
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She wonders if he's the same. The hesitation feels a little familiar and she lets herself wonder for just a moment if maybe— after all, she has no idea how this sort of thing works for Servants. If that's the case, then...
Is it cruel to think of him as cute right now? Her fingers stroke through his hair and her voice is low, sweet and breathy. ]
Even if I don't, I still want it. You act like you're hurting me, but it all feels so good.
[ It stings. Her bruises ache. The places he marked with his teeth are and will be tender for hours to come. But now she sees him so clearly, how could she say any of it hurts? ]