[ Oh, there's no way. There's no way that after he already spent hours having his way with her, over and over again, that he's actually getting hard again. Is this some kind of occupational mana transfer hazard?! Are all Servants this insatiable or is she just the unluckiest Master alive?! ]
Y-you - you're terrible...! You're so mean, you're - ah...
[ And yet, for all the insults pouring out of her, even though she's squirming at his touch, even though her body's aching around him and she'd been the one to say she really might die if they kept going... there's no real protest in her voice. She sounds breathless, overwhelmed, delighted, even, in spite of everything.
She still isn't used to it - someone wanting her this badly, wanting her even though she's dirty and used, wanting her so bad he's never satisfied until he's taken her apart piece by piece and maybe not even then. But Oberon's been proving it again and again and Ai thinks she might finally be starting to believe it.
She melts, pliant and limp in his arms, turning her head to bare her neck for him and letting out a soft, helpless moan as he works his fingers into her. ]
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Y-you - you're terrible...! You're so mean, you're - ah...
[ And yet, for all the insults pouring out of her, even though she's squirming at his touch, even though her body's aching around him and she'd been the one to say she really might die if they kept going... there's no real protest in her voice. She sounds breathless, overwhelmed, delighted, even, in spite of everything.
She still isn't used to it - someone wanting her this badly, wanting her even though she's dirty and used, wanting her so bad he's never satisfied until he's taken her apart piece by piece and maybe not even then. But Oberon's been proving it again and again and Ai thinks she might finally be starting to believe it.
She melts, pliant and limp in his arms, turning her head to bare her neck for him and letting out a soft, helpless moan as he works his fingers into her. ]
Oberon, please...