[ Again, that twist of guilt in her chest. Letting Hoshino Ai be dirtied and tarnished is one thing - she's been dirty all along so it's not like it matters if she gets much dirtier. But letting Ai of B-Komachi be sullied like this?
That feels almost like sacrilege. There must be so many people back home desperately wanting to see her again and here she is in bed with a man like Oberon, all but inviting him to ruin her. His hands are all over her, under her skirt, her stage costume's sure to be beyond saving by the time he's done with her... and yet, she's beaming. Like she's anticipating it just as much as he is.
She wonders if any of those fans would even recognize her if they saw her like this. She wonders just how repulsed they'd be if they did. ]
Ah... Pff, that's definitely too handsy. [ And yet, her hips are rocking back into his touch, even as she supposedly scolds him. ] I won't be able to concentrate if you keep that up, you know?
[ Not that she's stopping. If anything, his touch just encourages her. Still so achingly tender and gentle, her touch grows just a little more bold, just as he'd asked, fingertips trailing up and down in search of the places that make him react the most. Even now, her bright eyes haven't left his face for a moment. ]
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That feels almost like sacrilege. There must be so many people back home desperately wanting to see her again and here she is in bed with a man like Oberon, all but inviting him to ruin her. His hands are all over her, under her skirt, her stage costume's sure to be beyond saving by the time he's done with her... and yet, she's beaming. Like she's anticipating it just as much as he is.
She wonders if any of those fans would even recognize her if they saw her like this. She wonders just how repulsed they'd be if they did. ]
Ah... Pff, that's definitely too handsy. [ And yet, her hips are rocking back into his touch, even as she supposedly scolds him. ] I won't be able to concentrate if you keep that up, you know?
[ Not that she's stopping. If anything, his touch just encourages her. Still so achingly tender and gentle, her touch grows just a little more bold, just as he'd asked, fingertips trailing up and down in search of the places that make him react the most. Even now, her bright eyes haven't left his face for a moment. ]