[ ... Right. Of course. She hadn't even thought. She'd been so caught up in the press of his mouth and hands and teeth all over her that she hadn't even thought for a second-
... He really does want her like this, then. Not that he'd be going this far if he didn't, if this was pure practicality and nothing else. But just like it always is, knowing something and feeling it are two very different things.
She thinks for a moment about whether she'd ever believed this had anything to do with mana transfer. Then she decides she doesn't care.
What does a thing like her have to care about being pure and proper anyway?
Even pinned under him, she can't keep herself still. She's quivering from head to toe and her hips are lifting shamelessly into his touch in time with the pleas in his voice. ]
Th-then... like that, please... Keep touching me. More.
[ She's given up on pretending to have any reservations about this. She doesn't know why she'd even bothered. The Grail, her wish, Masters and Servants - to hell with all of it. Right now, all she cares about is making sure he doesn't stop touching her like this. ]
He goes all in, pumping his fingers in as fast as he can manage, going from pushing her towards the edge to trying to roughly shove her past it. His free hand, tough and clawed, comes up to rest on her chest—still covered in his handiwork—and squeeze her chest. The claws on each finger press into her skin as a result, and he has to take care to not actually deal serious damage, but...
He wants her to touch her. He has to keep touching her. Until every inch of her is marked as his... ]
Ai... Ai...
[ He repeats her name, again and again, returning the favor for each time she uttered his name with her voice... ]
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[ She'd thought it the first time he'd said her name - back when he was still frightening and distant, that even though there wasn't exactly any comfort in it, the sound of him saying her name had made her feel weighed down and solid and present. As if it'd been a reminder that despite everything, she really was stood in front of him, drawing breath.
She'd never imagined she'd hear him saying it like that. And the sound of it sends a little thrill shuddering right through her.
She wonders when things had changed. It hadn't even been all that long ago that he'd been a threat to be gauged and survived rather than someone who could be understood. And certainly not someone she could trust to touch her and have her like this.
He could do easily hurt her if he wanted to. He's marked every part of her torso, the dig of his claws leave scratches and and imprints on her skin but none of that is the same as hurting her. Somehow, along the way, she's stopped believing he could.
For all the noise she'd made before, when he finally pushes her over the edge, she's deceptively quiet. A high, sweet and breathy noise that melts into saying his name while her whole body shudders and curls tight around him. She's clinging onto him, arms tight around his neck, while she rocks into his hand, pouring out more of those noises before she finally eases into a warm, sated quiet. ]
Ah... hahh... [ It takes her a second in the aftermath to catch her breath. ] So you don't always have to be such a bully...
[ It had to have been over time... subtle, so subtle that neither of them had noticed it. Not until that night.
That night when she had been bleeding out, and he had felt panic surge through him. Panic that was unusual, because he could have sworn he couldn't have cared less about being anchored to this place by her.
That night, he had gotten closer to her than before... closer than he meant to get. They had both responded to that realization about as well as you could expect... they both tried to run. Yet despite their mutual desire to run, he found himself being dragged back by Ai herself.
She's quiet, yet he's so close that he hears her oh-so-clearly. His hand is soaked, and he keeps it there, still slowly pumping his fingers until she finally comes down from that peak and her body loses it's tension and relaxes.
He finds himself thinking that it's not enough... and in terms of Mana this is true, but he stopped thinking about that a while ago. ]
Ah... hah... what, you think we're done...?
[ His face is flushed, but he forces a grin regardless. ]
I'm still hungry, you know...
[ It's an annoying sensation, being aroused... at this point, stopping isn't even an option anymore. He feels like he might lose his mind if they did. ]
[ She doesn't speak right away. For a moment, her only response is the way her arms tighten around him and the press of her face into the side of his neck. This close, there's no missing the way she's trembling or the way her breath puffs out of her in soft, steady gasps.
She'd forgotten just how lovely it was to be touched like that - by a person who wants her, wants her to feel good just as much as they want to have her for themselves. Even beyond just how good it'd been, it's so warm and intimate that she really can't take it. No wonder she couldn't stand the thought of going this far before - if he lets her indulge in this even once, she won't be able to stop wanting it.
Finally, a sigh flutters out of her. She still hasn't let go of him. ]
... Me too.
[ Maybe she hasn't moved because she doesn't want him to see whatever face she's making. ]
[ It works for him, because it means she can't see any faults in his own expression. They aren't able to stop... and that goes for more than just tonight, doesn't it? A forbidden fruit that neither of them can stop eating... that's what this is, isn't it?
Well, if they're both falling... at least they're falling together.
He holds her tight for a moment, gripping her so as to communicate how he really feels before pulling away just so he can sit up, looking down at her with his uncharacteristically-flushed expression while he starts to undo his pants. How unfair, huh? That Ai is so exposed while he's only taken off his cloak. ]
[ It tumbles out of her without hesitation this time. Maybe because she's still warm and trembling from his touch - or because she knows full well that there's no point in even trying to pretend they could go back at this point. That's always been her problem, really - it's so rare that she's allowed to have anything that she wants that she can't help but overindulge anytime she gets the chance.
Maybe it's all of that. Or maybe none of it. Maybe it's the look on his face. Ai knows without even having to think about it that he's never looked at her like that before and she's suddenly greedily glad that she's getting to see it now. ]
And you must do, too. [ She doesn't sit up - she pushes herself up on her elbows just enough that when she reaches her hand up, she can scrape his hair back from his face, just to drink in a little more of that look. ] You're a good liar. But even I can tell.
[ There's a small gasp from him as she reaches her hand up, but he doesn't pull away. He... he lets her see him, lets her brush his hair away so that she can see him properly. ]
Hah...
[ Of course she can tell... he loves that she can tell... every time she sees through one of his lies, he can't help but smile. ]
Then... I'll be helping myself, then.
[ He's been bullying her this whole time, but... just like how she's all his tonight, he's all hers as well, isn't he?
He reaches down and starts to pull off what's left on her. Unclipping her bra, pulling down her panties... both garments have already been pushed aside to cover nothing, but he wants it all off now. He wants her bare and exposed to him, with nothing to get in the way, and once he has that... his hands grip her thighs, forcing her legs apart as he comes closer.
His pants have been, at some point, shoved down only halfway. It's hard to see in the dark, but it's not impossible to see his arousal as he settles between her legs... see it as he presses it to her entrance.
It's almost strange how... human it is, for all of his insistence upon being something inhuman. ]
[ It strikes Ai as he peels away those last protective layers - he'd shed that heavy cloak but nothing else and it's Ai who's completely exposed here. If it was a matter of just impatience, he wouldn't have taken the time to mark her torso like he had or to leave her so totally vulnerable. So why...?
Even as the thought occurs to her, she remembers that stomach churning jolt of dread that'd passed through her only minutes ago, the way he'd all but flinched from her touch when she'd reached up. The sloughed off remains of an insect's chrysalis.
Maybe she's not the only one of being looked at with revulsion.
So when she looks - and come on, of course she's going to look - her expression doesn't change. Soft and flushed, impatient and warm - and when her gaze flits back up to his face, she lays back properly and lifts her hands in a transparent invitation to come closer. ]
When you say it like that, it really does sound like you're planning on eating me. [ Again, that playful lilt to her voice. ] Maybe you're just a glutton.
[ Aah... that feeling of being understood... Nagiko is right, she's too good for him.
But that's hardly about to stop him now. ]
Hah... what, that wasn't obvious already?
[ What with all the bite marks he's left on her? What kind of prey looks upon her predator like that... teases her predator like that. His star, his Titania...
For a brief moment, for the first time tonight, Oberon feels scared as that thought arrives. The thought of losing that, tainting that... he doesn't want that. For him, casually tossing that love aside as if it were nothing should be all that he allows, and yet... ]
...hn!
[ He pushes inside. Without a shred of delicacy or patience, he roughly penetrates her, knowing that if he didn't do it like that... he'd have only given himself more time to hesitate. ]
[ Ah, she definitely should've expected that. And yet, her voice still comes out in a rough edged little noise, all her breath rushing out of her in surprise. It's not unpleasant or uncomfortable and really, Oberon's been so indelicate this whole time that more of the same just feels right.
Still, though. Stupid a girl as she is, she knows what hesitation looks like. And even in the dim light of the living room, even though she hadn't seen exactly what it'd been, something had flickered across his face just then.
So again, her hand drifts up. This time, she catches the front of his shirt and tugs as if she could pull him closer that way. ]
Oberon.
[ When has she ever said his name so softly? ]
It's cold like this, you know.
[ She opens her arms to him in the offer of an embrace. Come on. He's gone through all the trouble of shredding all those protective layers off her skin. Doesn't he want to enjoy it properly? ]
[ His breath catches, and in that moment when she holds her arms out to him for an embrace... she'll be able to see it, the way his expression well and truly softens... ]
Ai...
[ She offers herself to him, and he graciously accepts. In one quick motion, he's suddenly tearing off his shirt, the ruffled princely button-up that she's practically never seen him without. She's bared herself to him, held her arms out to him... this much is only fair, isn't it?
To hell with it all... he won't let this become a lie, it can't...
He leans down into her embrace, wrapping his arms around her and pressing his pale body against hers. He thrusts his hips, barely managing to stifle a grunt as he feels the unbearably warm and tight sensation of her around him. ]
Ai...!
[ His voice gets more forceful, along with the way he moves. There isn't a semblance of kindness... he's taking her forcefully, roughly, intent on devouring her and nothing else. So it should really come as no surprise when, with him so close, he opens his mouth to bite down on her neck yet again. ]
[ Oh. Now they're the same, aren't they? Nothing pretty or fancy to cover up what they really are. He's so pale and skinny that even knowing it's not the case she thinks for a second as she looks up at at him that he must be cold. But then when he presses close just as she'd invited him to, he's even warmer than she'd expected. It's so lovely she can hardly stand it.
It's frightening. She's seen what he is by now. She knows just how easy he finds it to be cruel when the moment calls for it. Is she really so lonely, so desperate for anyone to have her as she is, that she'll look past all that for a person who's even a little gentle with her?
Not that he's being gentle now.
It's hardly a complaint. Even though their closeness makes all those bites light up again each time their bodies scrape against each other, even though he's being rough enough that she's hardly being given a chance to catch her breath. And especially not when his teeth come down on her neck again and Ai's voice crests in a shameless noise, a high, wavering moan. ]
Oberon, you're so- mean- [ Staccato gasps for air and half-hearted protests. ] Not while we're like this, it's way too much...!
[ Considering the fact that Ai is going to be sore literally all over by the time the sun rises, gentleness is not the name of tonight. He's rough, he's cruel, he's mean...
...but maybe all of that is what makes his shows of kindness, his moments of tenderness, that much more important. ]
Nn...!
[ It's probably because of how rough he's going, how deep he is into the heat of this moment, that he can't hold his bite back as much as before. He's still careful to not damage her, but his teeth sink deeper than before as he can't help but bite harder. ]
[ It hurts. Even more than before, to such a degree that her arms squeeze so tight around his neck, she'd be half choking him if he wasn't a Servant. Her voice goes ragged at the edges, pleas and protestation pouring out in tandem.
She remembers suddenly, the first night that had started all this. He'd held her so close she could feel his breath on her neck and she'd had the frightened, prey-brained thought that he could bite her throat out if he'd decided to do it.
If only she'd known. ]
Aaah, I'm not kidding...! Enough, enough...!
[ Her protests ring true this time, at least. It's not that she hates it but it's too much - too intense, too overwhelming, entirely too much sensation when he's already being rough enough to knock the breath clean out of her. ]
[ Despite his refusal to listen to her earlier, his teeth come off the instant her protests carry actual weight to them. With eyes like his, who needs safe words? The bite is slightly bloodier than the others, a deeper mark... not dangerously, of course, but still... for a second he feels bad about that.
Not enough to stop bullying her, though.
His teeth come off her neck... only for him to do exactly as Ai asks, crashing his lips against hers, still damaged from their first bites... it'd be a bit too much to split her lip for a fourth time tonight, he thinks.
...he thinks, as he bites lightly on her lip anyway, this time not hard enough to open up another cut for blood, but enough to aggravate the damage he's already done. Kiss her properly, huh...? A proper kiss might not be possible anymore. ]
[ The skin of her mouth's so tender at this point that she can't stop the noise that comes out of her the second his teeth find her lip again. She thinks for a second of just how dark and vivid whatever horrible mark must be on her mouth by now is going to be by the time they're done. Then she decides that's something the Ai of tomorrow can worry about.
She's absolutely still going to read him the riot act about it, though. ]
You're awful- [ She huffs that against his mouth without even bothering to try and break away from the kiss. ] How am I supposed to go anywhere tomorrow?
[ Of course, she suspects that she knows what the answer is going to be already.
All of the marks he's left are stinging but the newest one is deep enough that it's pulsing with every gasp she pulls in.
Maybe he'll heal them? Yeah, right. Going by the way he's ruining her mouth again, she's pretty certain that even if she asked, he'd go ahead and make them worse. ]
[ It's worth it, he thinks. He'll take being chastized relentlessly for this later, since it won't change the fact that he's marked her as his. He grins, she knows him so well, but... ]
What...? Don't feel like showing it off...?
[ He bites down again. ]
Hah... ask nicely.
[ Ask nicely instead of chastizing him for too long and maybe he'll heal her lip. The bite marks on the rest of her body, however, are a lost cause. She'll just have to cover up. He might be a little too proud of those.
Though with that said, he's bullying her enough for it to not take away from the control he has, but with how rough he's being with her, he's starting to look just a ragged as she does. ]
[ He's awful. He's the worst kind of bully imaginable. Again, she thinks about just biting down on his lip in return to see how he likes it but there's no way she's winning that way.
... Maybe it's on purpose. He's acting so perfectly composed like he always pretends to be but she can hear the catch and rough edges to his voice. For all his playing at it, it's not like he's unaffected either. And strangely, she finds that she likes hearing it more than she'd expected.
She absolutely isn't going to say it. It's just asking for trouble. But maybe just to herself she can think of him as a little cute right now. What's that thing they call it? Tsun-something?
So when he finally lets up on her mouth, Ai pulls back just enough to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. Then his jaw. No biting, just the soft press of her mouth. ]
Does anybody else really need to see it to know I'm your Master?
[ "Does anybody else really need to see it to know I'm yours?"
See how you like getting bullied like this, mister. ]
[ ...god he loves her so fucking much. For a second his grin falters, his cheeks flushed in response to her question... ]
Hah, maybe not...
[ ...before his grin returns naturally. How could he not, when all he can think of is how much he loves this woman who dares to try and bully him back even while he's slamming into her again and again. ]
Maybe I'm just not a fan of subtlety...!
[ Said before he retaliates by suddenly thrusting even faster... as fast as he can, actually. Just to remind this cheeky idol who the top is tonight. ]
[ Well, she probably should've known she was going to pay for that. She doesn't even get a chance to enjoy that little moment of victory before he turns it back around on her.
But it's good. It's so good, it scares her. Being held this tight, being taken this roughly by someone who wants her like this. Someone who knows exactly how dirty and greedy she is and decides he's just as bad, if not worse. If they really are such a good match and if this really is something they both want- if it's okay to keep having it, even though they both know this has nothing to do with mana transfers or their contract anymore-
She's so beyond deep trouble right now it isn't even funny. But if she's already doomed, then what's the point in worrying anymore?
So she doesn't. Her arms tighten around his neck and she gives up. When the breaths pouring out of her manage to take the shape of words, they end up spilling out with the sound of his name. But the truth they're shot through with is so clear, even if she has no idea what she's letting out, that it's almost deafening: Please touch me. Please don't let go of me. Please love me. ]
[ Their thoughts align, her truth reaches his ears and he can't help but respond to it. When it comes to humans, being able to see their truth and their lies for what they really are is almost unbearable. Ai certainly isn't an exception to this, but...
Please touch me. Please don't let go of me. Please love me.
How ironic, that her truth would attract a being of lies like him so effectively. ]
Hah... hah...! Ai...!!
[ He indulges in her, devours her, presses his body against hers so as to touch her as much as he can... to ensure that he can't leave, to love her as much as she wants and more.
He can't take it any longer. Her warmth, her tightness... he's completely lost himself in it, and as he finally reaches that peak of sensation... he finds himself doing what he's enjoyed so much this entire time. He slams his hips in one last time, and as he erupts inside her, his teeth clamp down on her body one last time as well... biting down on her shoulder as he releases himself inside of his beloved Master. ]
[ Having someone say her name like that is so lovely. It's so embarrassing, it's so beyond unforgivable - but that's exactly why she can't get enough of it. She's not Ai of B-Komachi like this. She's barely even Hoshino Ai. So long as Oberon keeps saying her name like that, so long as they keep going like this, she doesn't have to worry about being either of them.
She didn't think he'd want her this badly. Not enough for it to feel this desperately good. She's already gasping and panting out his name still, but then his teeth clamp down on her shoulder and
ah
She really can't take it anymore.
She feels her whole body pull tight, sharp breath all the way down into the bottom of her lungs - and then release with the most shameless sounding moan that's come pouring out of her yet. It's too much, it's too much, it's too much and it feels like forever before her body's own response subsides.
By the time it finally does, she's a quivering, panting mess. Her face is pressed into the side of his neck as she clings onto him and her breaths come out ragged and uneven. It takes a few seconds for it to click in her head exactly what's just happened but then -
Hold on- wait, hold on, isn't that the worst kind of cliche ever? You and your partner, both at the same time - and to make matters a hundred times worse, it happened because he bit her?! ]
[ Perhaps it is a little cliché... but hey, what's the problem with that? He'll defend it. After all... it is what they just did. ]
Hn...! Nn...
[ From a practical perspective... what they've just done is so much more effective than their bloodied kiss it's almost funny. The instant they both hit their releases, Oberon can feel a physical path open up to flood mana into his container... the irony not being lost on him that functionally, the process of filling him involves filling her in the physical sense.
But honestly... even as his own body relaxes and he slumps on top of her, breathing hard onto the shoulder he just bit, he still doesn't care about any of that. ]
Ai...
[ And for a moment, he just... stays like that, basking in the afterglow of what they've just done together, their mutual dooming as they lost themselves in each other. ]
[ How does mana transfer feel on the other side of things? Ai doesn't feel a thing - or, well. She doesn't feel a thing that has anything to do with mana. Her warm shudders and heated, shallow breaths all speak for themselves. Given the way he's gone unusually loose and pliant against her, breath rasping out in the same way hers is, she imagines it can't feel all that terrible.
After a long moment of quiet, her hand steals up to thread her fingers through his hair, loosely cradling the back of his head. ]
You were right. I guess this is a little more efficient.
[ She's teasing again, but her voice is low, warm and fond. ]
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[ ... Right. Of course. She hadn't even thought. She'd been so caught up in the press of his mouth and hands and teeth all over her that she hadn't even thought for a second-
... He really does want her like this, then. Not that he'd be going this far if he didn't, if this was pure practicality and nothing else. But just like it always is, knowing something and feeling it are two very different things.
She thinks for a moment about whether she'd ever believed this had anything to do with mana transfer. Then she decides she doesn't care.
What does a thing like her have to care about being pure and proper anyway?
Even pinned under him, she can't keep herself still. She's quivering from head to toe and her hips are lifting shamelessly into his touch in time with the pleas in his voice. ]
Th-then... like that, please... Keep touching me. More.
[ She's given up on pretending to have any reservations about this. She doesn't know why she'd even bothered. The Grail, her wish, Masters and Servants - to hell with all of it. Right now, all she cares about is making sure he doesn't stop touching her like this. ]
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[ Of course.
He goes all in, pumping his fingers in as fast as he can manage, going from pushing her towards the edge to trying to roughly shove her past it. His free hand, tough and clawed, comes up to rest on her chest—still covered in his handiwork—and squeeze her chest. The claws on each finger press into her skin as a result, and he has to take care to not actually deal serious damage, but...
He wants her to touch her. He has to keep touching her. Until every inch of her is marked as his... ]
Ai... Ai...
[ He repeats her name, again and again, returning the favor for each time she uttered his name with her voice... ]
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She'd never imagined she'd hear him saying it like that. And the sound of it sends a little thrill shuddering right through her.
She wonders when things had changed. It hadn't even been all that long ago that he'd been a threat to be gauged and survived rather than someone who could be understood. And certainly not someone she could trust to touch her and have her like this.
He could do easily hurt her if he wanted to. He's marked every part of her torso, the dig of his claws leave scratches and and imprints on her skin but none of that is the same as hurting her. Somehow, along the way, she's stopped believing he could.
For all the noise she'd made before, when he finally pushes her over the edge, she's deceptively quiet. A high, sweet and breathy noise that melts into saying his name while her whole body shudders and curls tight around him. She's clinging onto him, arms tight around his neck, while she rocks into his hand, pouring out more of those noises before she finally eases into a warm, sated quiet. ]
Ah... hahh... [ It takes her a second in the aftermath to catch her breath. ] So you don't always have to be such a bully...
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That night when she had been bleeding out, and he had felt panic surge through him. Panic that was unusual, because he could have sworn he couldn't have cared less about being anchored to this place by her.
That night, he had gotten closer to her than before... closer than he meant to get. They had both responded to that realization about as well as you could expect... they both tried to run. Yet despite their mutual desire to run, he found himself being dragged back by Ai herself.
She's quiet, yet he's so close that he hears her oh-so-clearly. His hand is soaked, and he keeps it there, still slowly pumping his fingers until she finally comes down from that peak and her body loses it's tension and relaxes.
He finds himself thinking that it's not enough... and in terms of Mana this is true, but he stopped thinking about that a while ago. ]
Ah... hah... what, you think we're done...?
[ His face is flushed, but he forces a grin regardless. ]
I'm still hungry, you know...
[ It's an annoying sensation, being aroused... at this point, stopping isn't even an option anymore. He feels like he might lose his mind if they did. ]
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She'd forgotten just how lovely it was to be touched like that - by a person who wants her, wants her to feel good just as much as they want to have her for themselves. Even beyond just how good it'd been, it's so warm and intimate that she really can't take it. No wonder she couldn't stand the thought of going this far before - if he lets her indulge in this even once, she won't be able to stop wanting it.
Finally, a sigh flutters out of her. She still hasn't let go of him. ]
... Me too.
[ Maybe she hasn't moved because she doesn't want him to see whatever face she's making. ]
I really don't want to stop with this.
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Well, if they're both falling... at least they're falling together.
He holds her tight for a moment, gripping her so as to communicate how he really feels before pulling away just so he can sit up, looking down at her with his uncharacteristically-flushed expression while he starts to undo his pants. How unfair, huh? That Ai is so exposed while he's only taken off his cloak. ]
Hah... you want this that badly, huh?
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[ It tumbles out of her without hesitation this time. Maybe because she's still warm and trembling from his touch - or because she knows full well that there's no point in even trying to pretend they could go back at this point. That's always been her problem, really - it's so rare that she's allowed to have anything that she wants that she can't help but overindulge anytime she gets the chance.
Maybe it's all of that. Or maybe none of it. Maybe it's the look on his face. Ai knows without even having to think about it that he's never looked at her like that before and she's suddenly greedily glad that she's getting to see it now. ]
And you must do, too. [ She doesn't sit up - she pushes herself up on her elbows just enough that when she reaches her hand up, she can scrape his hair back from his face, just to drink in a little more of that look. ] You're a good liar. But even I can tell.
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Hah...
[ Of course she can tell... he loves that she can tell... every time she sees through one of his lies, he can't help but smile. ]
Then... I'll be helping myself, then.
[ He's been bullying her this whole time, but... just like how she's all his tonight, he's all hers as well, isn't he?
He reaches down and starts to pull off what's left on her. Unclipping her bra, pulling down her panties... both garments have already been pushed aside to cover nothing, but he wants it all off now. He wants her bare and exposed to him, with nothing to get in the way, and once he has that... his hands grip her thighs, forcing her legs apart as he comes closer.
His pants have been, at some point, shoved down only halfway. It's hard to see in the dark, but it's not impossible to see his arousal as he settles between her legs... see it as he presses it to her entrance.
It's almost strange how... human it is, for all of his insistence upon being something inhuman. ]
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Even as the thought occurs to her, she remembers that stomach churning jolt of dread that'd passed through her only minutes ago, the way he'd all but flinched from her touch when she'd reached up. The sloughed off remains of an insect's chrysalis.
Maybe she's not the only one of being looked at with revulsion.
So when she looks - and come on, of course she's going to look - her expression doesn't change. Soft and flushed, impatient and warm - and when her gaze flits back up to his face, she lays back properly and lifts her hands in a transparent invitation to come closer. ]
When you say it like that, it really does sound like you're planning on eating me. [ Again, that playful lilt to her voice. ] Maybe you're just a glutton.
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But that's hardly about to stop him now. ]
Hah... what, that wasn't obvious already?
[ What with all the bite marks he's left on her? What kind of prey looks upon her predator like that... teases her predator like that. His star, his Titania...
For a brief moment, for the first time tonight, Oberon feels scared as that thought arrives. The thought of losing that, tainting that... he doesn't want that. For him, casually tossing that love aside as if it were nothing should be all that he allows, and yet... ]
...hn!
[ He pushes inside. Without a shred of delicacy or patience, he roughly penetrates her, knowing that if he didn't do it like that... he'd have only given himself more time to hesitate. ]
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Still, though. Stupid a girl as she is, she knows what hesitation looks like. And even in the dim light of the living room, even though she hadn't seen exactly what it'd been, something had flickered across his face just then.
So again, her hand drifts up. This time, she catches the front of his shirt and tugs as if she could pull him closer that way. ]
Oberon.
[ When has she ever said his name so softly? ]
It's cold like this, you know.
[ She opens her arms to him in the offer of an embrace. Come on. He's gone through all the trouble of shredding all those protective layers off her skin. Doesn't he want to enjoy it properly? ]
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Ai...
[ She offers herself to him, and he graciously accepts. In one quick motion, he's suddenly tearing off his shirt, the ruffled princely button-up that she's practically never seen him without. She's bared herself to him, held her arms out to him... this much is only fair, isn't it?
To hell with it all... he won't let this become a lie, it can't...He leans down into her embrace, wrapping his arms around her and pressing his pale body against hers. He thrusts his hips, barely managing to stifle a grunt as he feels the unbearably warm and tight sensation of her around him. ]
Ai...!
[ His voice gets more forceful, along with the way he moves. There isn't a semblance of kindness... he's taking her forcefully, roughly, intent on devouring her and nothing else. So it should really come as no surprise when, with him so close, he opens his mouth to bite down on her neck yet again. ]
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It's frightening. She's seen what he is by now. She knows just how easy he finds it to be cruel when the moment calls for it. Is she really so lonely, so desperate for anyone to have her as she is, that she'll look past all that for a person who's even a little gentle with her?
Not that he's being gentle now.
It's hardly a complaint. Even though their closeness makes all those bites light up again each time their bodies scrape against each other, even though he's being rough enough that she's hardly being given a chance to catch her breath. And especially not when his teeth come down on her neck again and Ai's voice crests in a shameless noise, a high, wavering moan. ]
Oberon, you're so- mean- [ Staccato gasps for air and half-hearted protests. ] Not while we're like this, it's way too much...!
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...but maybe all of that is what makes his shows of kindness, his moments of tenderness, that much more important. ]
Nn...!
[ It's probably because of how rough he's going, how deep he is into the heat of this moment, that he can't hold his bite back as much as before. He's still careful to not damage her, but his teeth sink deeper than before as he can't help but bite harder. ]
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She remembers suddenly, the first night that had started all this. He'd held her so close she could feel his breath on her neck and she'd had the frightened, prey-brained thought that he could bite her throat out if he'd decided to do it.
If only she'd known. ]
Aaah, I'm not kidding...! Enough, enough...!
[ Her protests ring true this time, at least. It's not that she hates it but it's too much - too intense, too overwhelming, entirely too much sensation when he's already being rough enough to knock the breath clean out of her. ]
K-kiss me properly at least, you bully...!
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With eyes like his, who needs safe words?The bite is slightly bloodier than the others, a deeper mark... not dangerously, of course, but still... for a second he feels bad about that.Not enough to stop bullying her, though.
His teeth come off her neck... only for him to do exactly as Ai asks, crashing his lips against hers, still damaged from their first bites... it'd be a bit too much to split her lip for a fourth time tonight, he thinks.
...he thinks, as he bites lightly on her lip anyway, this time not hard enough to open up another cut for blood, but enough to aggravate the damage he's already done. Kiss her properly, huh...? A proper kiss might not be possible anymore. ]
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She's absolutely still going to read him the riot act about it, though. ]
You're awful- [ She huffs that against his mouth without even bothering to try and break away from the kiss. ] How am I supposed to go anywhere tomorrow?
[ Of course, she suspects that she knows what the answer is going to be already.
All of the marks he's left are stinging but the newest one is deep enough that it's pulsing with every gasp she pulls in.
Maybe he'll heal them? Yeah, right. Going by the way he's ruining her mouth again, she's pretty certain that even if she asked, he'd go ahead and make them worse. ]
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What...? Don't feel like showing it off...?
[ He bites down again. ]
Hah... ask nicely.
[ Ask nicely instead of chastizing him for too long and maybe he'll heal her lip. The bite marks on the rest of her body, however, are a lost cause. She'll just have to cover up.
He might be a little too proud of those.Though with that said, he's bullying her enough for it to not take away from the control he has, but with how rough he's being with her, he's starting to look just a ragged as she does. ]
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... Maybe it's on purpose. He's acting so perfectly composed like he always pretends to be but she can hear the catch and rough edges to his voice. For all his playing at it, it's not like he's unaffected either. And strangely, she finds that she likes hearing it more than she'd expected.
She absolutely isn't going to say it. It's just asking for trouble. But maybe just to herself she can think of him as a little cute right now. What's that thing they call it? Tsun-something?
So when he finally lets up on her mouth, Ai pulls back just enough to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. Then his jaw. No biting, just the soft press of her mouth. ]
Does anybody else really need to see it to know I'm your Master?
[ "Does anybody else really need to see it to know I'm yours?"
See how you like getting bullied like this, mister. ]
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Hah, maybe not...
[ ...before his grin returns naturally. How could he not, when all he can think of is how much he loves this woman who dares to try and bully him back even while he's slamming into her again and again. ]
Maybe I'm just not a fan of subtlety...!
[ Said before he retaliates by suddenly thrusting even faster... as fast as he can, actually. Just to remind this cheeky idol who the top is tonight. ]
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[ Well, she probably should've known she was going to pay for that. She doesn't even get a chance to enjoy that little moment of victory before he turns it back around on her.
But it's good. It's so good, it scares her. Being held this tight, being taken this roughly by someone who wants her like this. Someone who knows exactly how dirty and greedy she is and decides he's just as bad, if not worse. If they really are such a good match and if this really is something they both want- if it's okay to keep having it, even though they both know this has nothing to do with mana transfers or their contract anymore-
She's so beyond deep trouble right now it isn't even funny. But if she's already doomed, then what's the point in worrying anymore?
So she doesn't. Her arms tighten around his neck and she gives up. When the breaths pouring out of her manage to take the shape of words, they end up spilling out with the sound of his name. But the truth they're shot through with is so clear, even if she has no idea what she's letting out, that it's almost deafening: Please touch me. Please don't let go of me. Please love me. ]
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Please touch me. Please don't let go of me. Please love me.
How ironic, that her truth would attract a being of lies like him so effectively. ]
Hah... hah...! Ai...!!
[ He indulges in her, devours her, presses his body against hers so as to touch her as much as he can... to ensure that he can't leave, to love her as much as she wants and more.
He can't take it any longer. Her warmth, her tightness... he's completely lost himself in it, and as he finally reaches that peak of sensation... he finds himself doing what he's enjoyed so much this entire time. He slams his hips in one last time, and as he erupts inside her, his teeth clamp down on her body one last time as well... biting down on her shoulder as he releases himself inside of his beloved Master. ]
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She didn't think he'd want her this badly. Not enough for it to feel this desperately good. She's already gasping and panting out his name still, but then his teeth clamp down on her shoulder and
ah
She really can't take it anymore.
She feels her whole body pull tight, sharp breath all the way down into the bottom of her lungs - and then release with the most shameless sounding moan that's come pouring out of her yet. It's too much, it's too much, it's too much and it feels like forever before her body's own response subsides.
By the time it finally does, she's a quivering, panting mess. Her face is pressed into the side of his neck as she clings onto him and her breaths come out ragged and uneven. It takes a few seconds for it to click in her head exactly what's just happened but then -
Hold on- wait, hold on, isn't that the worst kind of cliche ever? You and your partner, both at the same time - and to make matters a hundred times worse, it happened because he bit her?! ]
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Hn...! Nn...
[ From a practical perspective... what they've just done is so much more effective than their bloodied kiss it's almost funny. The instant they both hit their releases, Oberon can feel a physical path open up to flood mana into his container... the irony not being lost on him that functionally, the process of filling him involves filling her in the physical sense.
But honestly... even as his own body relaxes and he slumps on top of her, breathing hard onto the shoulder he just bit, he still doesn't care about any of that. ]
Ai...
[ And for a moment, he just... stays like that, basking in the afterglow of what they've just done together, their mutual dooming as they lost themselves in each other. ]
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After a long moment of quiet, her hand steals up to thread her fingers through his hair, loosely cradling the back of his head. ]
You were right. I guess this is a little more efficient.
[ She's teasing again, but her voice is low, warm and fond. ]
You're heavy, you know.
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