[ Ah. The sound of her name in his voice when his voice sounds like that is all kinds of dangerous. Even more dangerous is the feeling of his hand in her hair - she stills just for a moment when he touches her, half expecting to be yanked forward whether she likes it or not. But he lets her continue at her own pace - and it almost feels more intimate like that, knowing that he's trusting her to take care of him even while he's clearly impatient for more.
It's completely unforgivable. It's absolutely not the sort of thing someone as innocent and pure as Ai of B-Komachi, beloved by fans all over Japan, could ever even think about doing, let alone take any satisfaction from. But she's not Ai of B-Komachi right now - even if she's putting on a show otherwise. She hasn't been an idol for a while. Right now, she's just Ai. Oberon's Master - Oberon's, full stop. And she knows exactly how Oberon feels about her being his. So she picks up her pace just a little - keeping to the same careful rhythm but taking him in just a little faster each time until she hits that limit again, and then pulling back - keeping things shallow enough that she can manage it.
Her stomach's boiling - he'd wound her up so wonderfully before, but it's starting to ache, now, with need. But she ignores it, doing her best to focus instead on pleasing Oberon - leaning into the touch of his hand in her hair as she works on him, and even managing to sneak a glance upwards, hoping that he's watching her just as intently as she'd asked him to. ]
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It's completely unforgivable. It's absolutely not the sort of thing someone as innocent and pure as Ai of B-Komachi, beloved by fans all over Japan, could ever even think about doing, let alone take any satisfaction from. But she's not Ai of B-Komachi right now - even if she's putting on a show otherwise. She hasn't been an idol for a while. Right now, she's just Ai. Oberon's Master - Oberon's, full stop. And she knows exactly how Oberon feels about her being his. So she picks up her pace just a little - keeping to the same careful rhythm but taking him in just a little faster each time until she hits that limit again, and then pulling back - keeping things shallow enough that she can manage it.
Her stomach's boiling - he'd wound her up so wonderfully before, but it's starting to ache, now, with need. But she ignores it, doing her best to focus instead on pleasing Oberon - leaning into the touch of his hand in her hair as she works on him, and even managing to sneak a glance upwards, hoping that he's watching her just as intently as she'd asked him to. ]