[ Is it a sign of voyeurism that Ai is dreaming of doing this in such a public location? Questions for later, since with her offering herself up to him... how could he ever refuse. ]
Ai...
[ He's desperate for her. He bites down on her chest harder, not enough to break skin, but still enough to hurt. Meanwhile, his clawed hand runs down her back to her last remaining layer of protection, hooks one of his fingers on the fabric... and using his sharp claws, tears the white fabric off.
There's a brief justification for this in his head... that since this is a dream, it's not like it matters if he damages her underwear. In reality, though, he just couldn't bear the thought of her needing to get off of him.
With her now bare and on top of him, he starts to rock his hips even faster... the only layer between them now being his own. ]
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Ai...
[ He's desperate for her. He bites down on her chest harder, not enough to break skin, but still enough to hurt. Meanwhile, his clawed hand runs down her back to her last remaining layer of protection, hooks one of his fingers on the fabric... and using his sharp claws, tears the white fabric off.
There's a brief justification for this in his head... that since this is a dream, it's not like it matters if he damages her underwear. In reality, though, he just couldn't bear the thought of her needing to get off of him.
With her now bare and on top of him, he starts to rock his hips even faster... the only layer between them now being his own. ]
Ai, please...