[ It takes a while for Ai to be able to respond. In fact, it's a miracle she's conscious enough at this point to say anything at all, though she suspects that's by design rather than a happy accident. He'd been very deliberate in all the ways he'd pieced her apart - after all, what's the fun if she goes and passes out before they're both satisfied?
She's a quivering, boneless mess. Her legs are trembling badly enough that it hurts, and when she tries to sit up she ends up leaning heavily against the wall, feeling the scrape of rough surfacing against her bare skin and shivering all over again. Really, she's shocked that she's able to stay upright at all - her whole body aches so sweetly, every muscle twitching and shuddering whenever she moves even slightly. Even her swimsuit staying on is more Oberon's victory than hers - she hadn't given it a single thought during the heat of it all and it's sheer luck that none of the fabric gave with how rough he'd been. ]
Aah... you're really the worst... [ Her voice is little more than a rasp at this point. It'd broken at some point, long past her knowing what it was she was begging him for. ] How am I supposed to get home like this...
[ Her skin's sticky and slick with sweat, saliva and... uh, well, she'd rather not think about what else. Maybe if she's lucky, she can sneak one of the showers you supposed to wash sand off with but that's really not the point! ]
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She's a quivering, boneless mess. Her legs are trembling badly enough that it hurts, and when she tries to sit up she ends up leaning heavily against the wall, feeling the scrape of rough surfacing against her bare skin and shivering all over again. Really, she's shocked that she's able to stay upright at all - her whole body aches so sweetly, every muscle twitching and shuddering whenever she moves even slightly. Even her swimsuit staying on is more Oberon's victory than hers - she hadn't given it a single thought during the heat of it all and it's sheer luck that none of the fabric gave with how rough he'd been. ]
Aah... you're really the worst... [ Her voice is little more than a rasp at this point. It'd broken at some point, long past her knowing what it was she was begging him for. ] How am I supposed to get home like this...
[ Her skin's sticky and slick with sweat, saliva and... uh, well, she'd rather not think about what else. Maybe if she's lucky, she can sneak one of the showers you supposed to wash sand off with but that's really not the point! ]