[ Even with him stopping, having his weight pressing into her like it is... it's almost too much. They've been going so long that even without him being able to touch and wind her up as much as he usually likes to, she's beyond overstimulated. Every shift of movement, every small twitch sends another faint shudder through her - along with an ache that settles deep in her bones and reminds her just how hard he ended up working her over.
Ai lets out another soft sound against his throat - weak, breathless, sounding almost pained even as she kisses him again - and then she manages to turn her head further to bury her face against his neck instead. She nuzzles weakly against him, letting out a faintly shuddering exhale that catches slightly in her throat. She feels sore, messy, filthy... and yet...
Her arms finally loosen around him, only so she can shift them up higher instead. Her fingers curl loosely into his hair, stroking lightly through it, just like she'd done - who knows how long ago it must've been at this point. ]
Oberon... [ Her voice cracks - hoarse, raw and sharp from overuse- and she has to pause to draw in another shaky breath before she can try again. ] If you try to keep going, I really am gonna die...
[ Not that he will, in this state. She's mostly kidding. Mostly. ]
Aah, it hurts... [ But she sounds... satisfied. Pleased, unbelievably. Barely conscious, sure, but pleased. ] You're too mean...
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Ai lets out another soft sound against his throat - weak, breathless, sounding almost pained even as she kisses him again - and then she manages to turn her head further to bury her face against his neck instead. She nuzzles weakly against him, letting out a faintly shuddering exhale that catches slightly in her throat. She feels sore, messy, filthy... and yet...
Her arms finally loosen around him, only so she can shift them up higher instead. Her fingers curl loosely into his hair, stroking lightly through it, just like she'd done - who knows how long ago it must've been at this point. ]
Oberon... [ Her voice cracks - hoarse, raw and sharp from overuse- and she has to pause to draw in another shaky breath before she can try again. ] If you try to keep going, I really am gonna die...
[ Not that he will, in this state. She's mostly kidding. Mostly. ]
Aah, it hurts... [ But she sounds... satisfied. Pleased, unbelievably. Barely conscious, sure, but pleased. ] You're too mean...