[ Her voice swells into a high, sweet cry, sharper and more helpless than before - almost pained in its desperation, in the intensity of the ache that spikes up through her. The way it stings under his tongue makes her whole body arch sharply up against him, trembling and shivering, fingers tangling tight into his hair to cling to him even tighter.
She can't even make her voice come out with words, not like this. Helpless, pleading sounds pour out of her one after another in soft, broken gasps, half-swallowed against his throat. But even without words, it's not hard to tell what they are - the kind of shameless begging that even Ai might be a little too embarrassed to actually say to his face; use me more. break me more. don't stop, even when I have broken. Somehow, despite everything he's already put her through tonight and everything he's surely to put her through for the rest of it, she sounds just as hungry and just as greedy as she did from the start.
She's his Master (wife), after all. It's her responsibility (right) to make sure her Servant (husband) is taken care of properly - even if properly means letting him have her until she's a trembling, whimpering wreck. ]
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She can't even make her voice come out with words, not like this. Helpless, pleading sounds pour out of her one after another in soft, broken gasps, half-swallowed against his throat. But even without words, it's not hard to tell what they are - the kind of shameless begging that even Ai might be a little too embarrassed to actually say to his face; use me more. break me more. don't stop, even when I have broken. Somehow, despite everything he's already put her through tonight and everything he's surely to put her through for the rest of it, she sounds just as hungry and just as greedy as she did from the start.
She's his Master (wife), after all. It's her responsibility (right) to make sure her Servant (husband) is taken care of properly - even if properly means letting him have her until she's a trembling, whimpering wreck. ]